Because he was facing away from Qiao Ciguang and the Heavenly Tribulation, Pei Ling could not see the scene of Qiao Ciguang passing the tribulation, and the village chief of Sang Village, so he could only listen to the earth-shaking thunder sounding from time to time in his ears, and it became more and more intense!
The thunder tribulation did not stop, which means that Qiao Ciguang's tribulation process was very smooth.
Until now, the system hosting has not been interrupted, and even his robe and hair are not messy, and the peonies on his temples are still intact. Obviously, the strength of the village chief of Sangcun is even more terrifying than he imagined...
Time passes slowly.
The night soon became daytime, and then it was approaching dusk again.
Just like Senior Sister Li’s Nascent Soul Calamity at that time, Qiao Ciguang’s Nascent Soul Calamity also lasted for a day and a night.
Finally, with the last thunder slowly dissipating, the catastrophe cloud quickly dissipated.
Qiao Ciguang was covered in blood, and the Wanxuan Branch kept sprinkling clear light. The breath of each person and each branch had reached the Yuanying.
Because she had just broken through, her magic power was surging, as vast as the sea, and she became more and more powerful.
Before he could experience the changes in the Nascent Soul stage, Qiao Ciguang's eyes immediately looked at the village chief of Sang Village.
At present, the other villagers in Sang Village have all been wiped out in the thunder of disaster, and only the village chief and groom are still alive!
Qiao Ciguang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he immediately wanted to take action to kill the village chief and groom.
But the moment her eyes touched the groom, her heart moved slightly, and suddenly she had an idea that was very terrible to her...
In an instant, Qiao Ciguang wanted to kill him, but he couldn't take action.
At this moment, the village chief of Sangcun smiled coldly, stood up with his sleeves, and said in a sensation: Very good, the heavenly disaster has passed, you can continue to worship!
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and raised it upwards. All the villagers who had just been destroyed by the thunder appeared again.
Bride, come and go to the church!
Bride, come and go to the church!
These villagers seemed to have nothing happened, standing among the ruins, hanging a festive and weird smile, watching Qiao Ciguang, and urging in unison.
There were also children running around and shouting happily: The bride is here to celebrate!After worshiping the world, enter the bridal chamber!
Have a baby after entering the bridal chamber!
Have a baby and have a banquet!
We have a banquet and welcoming candy!
The bride is welcome, the bride is welcome!Hurry up to the church...
Looking at this scene, Qiao Ciguang suddenly realized in his heart that it was a clone!
In fact, there are only two people in this village from beginning to end.
One is the village chief in front of him, and the other is the groom.
Everyone else is the clone of the village chief.
But she knew this now, but it was useless.
The other party's soul could not do anything to her, but a thought that made her feel extremely terrifying but unable to fight: being able to celebrate the groom was her long-cherished wish for many years!
Qiao Ciguang held Wan Xuanzhi in his hand, maintaining his attack posture, his face remained unchanged, but he was struggling extremely fiercely in his heart.
Seeing this, the village chief of Sang Village was not polite, and immediately stepped forward, grabbed Qiao Ciguang's neck, and dragged him to Pei Ling's side.
Although Qiao Ciguang has the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation at this moment, he is stronger than before he passed the tribulation, but when the Dayan Curse of the Heart Demon was completely attacked, he could not even raise the slightest idea of objection.
She forced herself to stand with her last bit of will, but the next moment, the village chief kicked her in the calf and forced her to kneel beside Pei Ling. Then, he took out the bone flute and blew it again.
Under the control of the system, Pei Ling immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the upper head.
The upper head was originally an extremely ordinary furnishing, but at this moment, as the village chief pinched the magic trick, a real scene suddenly appeared: a hanging bead curtain was quietly hung, and behind the bead curtain was a statue of a faceless monk.
The statue was clearly there, but everyone subconsciously stared at the bead curtain and ignored it.
Just worship the master!
Just as Pei Ling kowtowed, the village chief sang a greeting, pressing Qiao Ciguang's head, and forcing her to kowtow heavily.
Immediately afterwards, the village chief directed the two to move slightly, strode to the top and sit down, shouting: Second, worship the high hall!
Amid the voices, Pei Ling was controlled by the system, Qiao Ciguang was forced by the village chief using magic, and bowed to the village chief at the same time.
At this moment, the fate of the village chief's son surged wildly!
However, the village chief did not notice it and asked the two of them to turn around and stand face to face, and then bow to each other and bow to each other.
Husband and wife worship each other!
With this last bow, Qiao Ciguang's face suddenly changed. She wanted to get up immediately and fight with the father and son in life and death, but the joy that kept coming from her heart made her unable to do it.
The village chief noticed his expression, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly, showing a malicious smile. He did not let Pei Ling and Qiao Ciguang get up, so that the newcomers kept bowing and stood up. He took out a bone bell from somewhere, shaking it, and sang and danced around the newcomer. The lyrics were the ancient and difficult pronunciation of Yunzun: Sacrifice is held in the middle of the cicada, and married a wife at the mulberry.
The glorious and magnificent ceremony is for you to be together day and night.
Husband and wife are one, sharing weal and woe.
The hair is tied together and will never be disappointed.
As the village chief sang, the villagers inside and outside, including children, also responded in unison: The sacrifice was held in the middle of the azusa and the wife was married under the mulberry.
The glorious and magnificent ceremony is for you to be together day and night.
Husband and wife are one, sharing weal and woe.
The hair is tied together and will never be disappointed.
Immediately, the village chief and the villagers kept repeating: The husband and wife are one, sharing the joys and sorrows.
The hair is tied together and will never be disappointed.
This seemed to be a song to bless the newlyweds, but Qiao Ciguang felt a chill in her heart. Her destiny seemed to be connected with another person in the dark!
That person doesn’t have to think about it, he must be the groom!
The village chief's purpose is obviously more than that.
After singing repeatedly, confirming that the new person's fate has been connected and the connection is stable, the village chief's tone suddenly turned gloomy, and his dance changed immediately, becoming crazy and messy, like a crazy tiger and a dragon, wandering around freely, and the bone ringtone was almost broken: With your fate, we integrate our clan.
With your way, I will rejuvenate my blood and bones.
The villagers' expressions also turned crazy, and they echoed hysterically: With your fate, we will integrate our clan!
With your way, I will rejuvenate my blood and bones!
Qiao Ciguang's face was pale, her fate, her essence and blood, and her foundation were all lost!
Moreover, it is not lost to other places, but is being continuously drawn and infused into the body of the groom who is facing him!
The singing and singing seemed to consume a lot, and the village chief's breath dropped significantly, but he didn't care at all. With a move, a heavy coffin immediately flew out from the numerous ruins behind him, and with a clang, it landed beside Pei Ling and Qiao Ciguang.
In this coffin, the young master's last fate is suppressed!
The village chief took out the twelfth nail without any hesitation. At the same time, an obscure aura suddenly appeared on Qiao Ciguang, and was absorbed by the nail.
The next moment, the village chief waved his hand and nailed the twelfth nail into the coffin.
When he stroked the coffin with his hand, the village chief of Sangcun could not hide his excitement. He continued to sing: All beings are worried and difficult, just like morning dew.
When will the dragon change? Unlock the shackles � County roulette...
Quotes!
The twelve long nails were complete, and immediately emitted a layer of red blood light purely composed of curses and resentment, which took away the last trace of fate in the coffin. The son of the village chief quietly disappeared into ashes.
Then, the twelve long nails turned into phantoms of the twelve cities, majestic, tall, ancient, and heavy... They appeared and disappeared among the huge mulberry canopy. The next moment, they were all absorbed by Pei Ling!
In an instant, the system had not yet had time to refine these many benefits, and Pei Ling's cultivation had already broken through from the early stage of the elixir to the middle stage of the elixir!
The thunder tribulation did not stop, which means that Qiao Ciguang's tribulation process was very smooth.
Until now, the system hosting has not been interrupted, and even his robe and hair are not messy, and the peonies on his temples are still intact. Obviously, the strength of the village chief of Sangcun is even more terrifying than he imagined...
Time passes slowly.
The night soon became daytime, and then it was approaching dusk again.
Just like Senior Sister Li’s Nascent Soul Calamity at that time, Qiao Ciguang’s Nascent Soul Calamity also lasted for a day and a night.
Finally, with the last thunder slowly dissipating, the catastrophe cloud quickly dissipated.
Qiao Ciguang was covered in blood, and the Wanxuan Branch kept sprinkling clear light. The breath of each person and each branch had reached the Yuanying.
Because she had just broken through, her magic power was surging, as vast as the sea, and she became more and more powerful.
Before he could experience the changes in the Nascent Soul stage, Qiao Ciguang's eyes immediately looked at the village chief of Sang Village.
At present, the other villagers in Sang Village have all been wiped out in the thunder of disaster, and only the village chief and groom are still alive!
Qiao Ciguang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he immediately wanted to take action to kill the village chief and groom.
But the moment her eyes touched the groom, her heart moved slightly, and suddenly she had an idea that was very terrible to her...
In an instant, Qiao Ciguang wanted to kill him, but he couldn't take action.
At this moment, the village chief of Sangcun smiled coldly, stood up with his sleeves, and said in a sensation: Very good, the heavenly disaster has passed, you can continue to worship!
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and raised it upwards. All the villagers who had just been destroyed by the thunder appeared again.
Bride, come and go to the church!
Bride, come and go to the church!
These villagers seemed to have nothing happened, standing among the ruins, hanging a festive and weird smile, watching Qiao Ciguang, and urging in unison.
There were also children running around and shouting happily: The bride is here to celebrate!After worshiping the world, enter the bridal chamber!
Have a baby after entering the bridal chamber!
Have a baby and have a banquet!
We have a banquet and welcoming candy!
The bride is welcome, the bride is welcome!Hurry up to the church...
Looking at this scene, Qiao Ciguang suddenly realized in his heart that it was a clone!
In fact, there are only two people in this village from beginning to end.
One is the village chief in front of him, and the other is the groom.
Everyone else is the clone of the village chief.
But she knew this now, but it was useless.
The other party's soul could not do anything to her, but a thought that made her feel extremely terrifying but unable to fight: being able to celebrate the groom was her long-cherished wish for many years!
Qiao Ciguang held Wan Xuanzhi in his hand, maintaining his attack posture, his face remained unchanged, but he was struggling extremely fiercely in his heart.
Seeing this, the village chief of Sang Village was not polite, and immediately stepped forward, grabbed Qiao Ciguang's neck, and dragged him to Pei Ling's side.
Although Qiao Ciguang has the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation at this moment, he is stronger than before he passed the tribulation, but when the Dayan Curse of the Heart Demon was completely attacked, he could not even raise the slightest idea of objection.
She forced herself to stand with her last bit of will, but the next moment, the village chief kicked her in the calf and forced her to kneel beside Pei Ling. Then, he took out the bone flute and blew it again.
Under the control of the system, Pei Ling immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the upper head.
The upper head was originally an extremely ordinary furnishing, but at this moment, as the village chief pinched the magic trick, a real scene suddenly appeared: a hanging bead curtain was quietly hung, and behind the bead curtain was a statue of a faceless monk.
The statue was clearly there, but everyone subconsciously stared at the bead curtain and ignored it.
Just worship the master!
Just as Pei Ling kowtowed, the village chief sang a greeting, pressing Qiao Ciguang's head, and forcing her to kowtow heavily.
Immediately afterwards, the village chief directed the two to move slightly, strode to the top and sit down, shouting: Second, worship the high hall!
Amid the voices, Pei Ling was controlled by the system, Qiao Ciguang was forced by the village chief using magic, and bowed to the village chief at the same time.
At this moment, the fate of the village chief's son surged wildly!
However, the village chief did not notice it and asked the two of them to turn around and stand face to face, and then bow to each other and bow to each other.
Husband and wife worship each other!
With this last bow, Qiao Ciguang's face suddenly changed. She wanted to get up immediately and fight with the father and son in life and death, but the joy that kept coming from her heart made her unable to do it.
The village chief noticed his expression, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly, showing a malicious smile. He did not let Pei Ling and Qiao Ciguang get up, so that the newcomers kept bowing and stood up. He took out a bone bell from somewhere, shaking it, and sang and danced around the newcomer. The lyrics were the ancient and difficult pronunciation of Yunzun: Sacrifice is held in the middle of the cicada, and married a wife at the mulberry.
The glorious and magnificent ceremony is for you to be together day and night.
Husband and wife are one, sharing weal and woe.
The hair is tied together and will never be disappointed.
As the village chief sang, the villagers inside and outside, including children, also responded in unison: The sacrifice was held in the middle of the azusa and the wife was married under the mulberry.
The glorious and magnificent ceremony is for you to be together day and night.
Husband and wife are one, sharing weal and woe.
The hair is tied together and will never be disappointed.
Immediately, the village chief and the villagers kept repeating: The husband and wife are one, sharing the joys and sorrows.
The hair is tied together and will never be disappointed.
This seemed to be a song to bless the newlyweds, but Qiao Ciguang felt a chill in her heart. Her destiny seemed to be connected with another person in the dark!
That person doesn’t have to think about it, he must be the groom!
The village chief's purpose is obviously more than that.
After singing repeatedly, confirming that the new person's fate has been connected and the connection is stable, the village chief's tone suddenly turned gloomy, and his dance changed immediately, becoming crazy and messy, like a crazy tiger and a dragon, wandering around freely, and the bone ringtone was almost broken: With your fate, we integrate our clan.
With your way, I will rejuvenate my blood and bones.
The villagers' expressions also turned crazy, and they echoed hysterically: With your fate, we will integrate our clan!
With your way, I will rejuvenate my blood and bones!
Qiao Ciguang's face was pale, her fate, her essence and blood, and her foundation were all lost!
Moreover, it is not lost to other places, but is being continuously drawn and infused into the body of the groom who is facing him!
The singing and singing seemed to consume a lot, and the village chief's breath dropped significantly, but he didn't care at all. With a move, a heavy coffin immediately flew out from the numerous ruins behind him, and with a clang, it landed beside Pei Ling and Qiao Ciguang.
In this coffin, the young master's last fate is suppressed!
The village chief took out the twelfth nail without any hesitation. At the same time, an obscure aura suddenly appeared on Qiao Ciguang, and was absorbed by the nail.
The next moment, the village chief waved his hand and nailed the twelfth nail into the coffin.
When he stroked the coffin with his hand, the village chief of Sangcun could not hide his excitement. He continued to sing: All beings are worried and difficult, just like morning dew.
When will the dragon change? Unlock the shackles � County roulette...
Quotes!
The twelve long nails were complete, and immediately emitted a layer of red blood light purely composed of curses and resentment, which took away the last trace of fate in the coffin. The son of the village chief quietly disappeared into ashes.
Then, the twelve long nails turned into phantoms of the twelve cities, majestic, tall, ancient, and heavy... They appeared and disappeared among the huge mulberry canopy. The next moment, they were all absorbed by Pei Ling!
In an instant, the system had not yet had time to refine these many benefits, and Pei Ling's cultivation had already broken through from the early stage of the elixir to the middle stage of the elixir!
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