Chapter 266 Wushi Villa.

8days ago Xuanhuan Novels 6
The blue waves are sparkling and the ocean is vast.

There was nothing on the vast sea, but Pei Ling stood in the air with a mysterious shirt.

He pinched an extremely mysterious magic trick in his hand, his whole body was full of momentum, his sleeves were swaying, and his ink danced wildly, and then he pointed at the bottom of the sea.

In an instant, countless sea waters floated up, and the vast sea areas within their eyes surged towards the sky. An invisible, terrifying and magnificent power was like a meteorite falling!

boom!!!!

The entire sea area collapsed instantly, with huge bubbles emerging, and dense water lines crisscrossing the sky, like a net and a forest.

The immeasurable sea water disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, and the exposed seabed also collapsed and spread. What appeared in front of Pei Ling was a bottomless abyss, and there was no drop of water left!

The many sea monsters and fairies that originally lived on the seabed had no power of resistance, and were all crushed to ashes when the world changed.

The ashes scattered like snowflakes, as if a huge black snow was falling between the sky and the earth.

On the sky above, the ink-colored sea water floating above the head reflects the sky, presenting a clear green green, like a glass top, refracting thousands of lights as it flows.

The sea becomes abyss and the water is in the sky.

This scene is strange and weird, but also has an indescribable magnificence.

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Accompanied by the system's prompt sound, Pei Ling immediately restored his physical control.

Looking at the abnormal and shocking scene in front of him, he couldn't help but nod.

Then I took my finger back, but I saw that the sea water showed no sign of falling back into the abyss and returning to the sea.

Moreover, the sea water floating in the sky continues to maintain a weightless state. It seems that the order of this world has undergone fundamental changes!

Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged. This was the immortal art he had just practiced. This time the system did not mess around, which is really gratifying!

This immortal art is called Star Finger, which can destroy the rules and order of a world. You can practice any law by mastering any law.

However, the strength of power is also related to the strength of the rules you master.

According to the instructions of this immortal art, if an immortal uses this star finger, one finger can destroy a real star!

At present, his cultivation is only in harmony with the Tao, so he naturally cannot reach the level of an immortal.

However, although the power of this immortal art is OK, Pei Ling always feels that compared to the countless people, crossing the boat in the sea of ​​suffering, it seems to be more than just a step away from it...

This seems...it is not a fairy technique that goes against the level of the Tiangang!

In the battle of the same realm, this immortal art is definitely enough.

But I still need to use immortal arts to truly deal with monks of the same realm?

But if you face the tribulation period, all living beings may not necessarily work in the sea of ​​suffering.The power of this Star Finger is even weaker. Even though my current strength is much stronger than when I attacked Jiuyi Mountain Gate, I can only hurt the tribulation at most...

Is it because the person who asked for immortal arts this time, not me... So the will of the true immortal did not give immortal arts that violated the Heavenly Principle?

Thinking of this in his heart, Pei Ling frowned slightly. When he was acting with Si Hongqingyan that day, Si Hongqingyan specifically mentioned that he needed a powerful immortal art...

I think in the view of the will of the True Immortal, the power of this star finger is enough for ordinary Taoist monks.

Fortunately, the true immortal will take action personally this time.

Otherwise, he might have to go to the Eternal Night Desert again...

Reducing his mind, Pei Ling began to think about another immortal art that the true immortal will handed over to Si Hongqingyan, whose name is Time to turn.

According to the introduction of this immortal art, it is possible to forcibly reflect a real period of time in front of the target, and no matter whether the other party is practicing in seclusion or fighting with others, it will not be affected.

This immortal art has no use in actual combat, but Pei Ling does not intend to practice it at all.

As for whether this technique can prove its innocence for Si Hongqingyan, he didn't know, he only knew that Si Hongqingyan was very satisfied with this immortal technique...

In addition to these two immortal arts, the True Immortal Will also gave him a magic trick to summon the true immortal will to come to his incarnation.

This technique is very simple, and it is not an attacking technique. Now that I practice, I will directly summon the will of the true immortal. It is not too late to practice after he reaches the realm of Wushi Villa.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's robe whipped her sleeves and teared open a crack in the space, flew into it, and disappeared between the sea and the sky in a blink of an eye.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the long wind is vast, and the huge glass roof is floating quietly, overlooking the uneven abyss of rebirth below.

The two sides are clearly divided, as if they had existed for a long time, and there was no sign of water flowing in the distance, as if they would never return to their original appearance...

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Another ten days later.

Under the rule of Wushi Villa.

The mountains are heavy, and smoke is wisps of cooking.

High above, a blood sedan chair suddenly flew to the sky, looking particularly conspicuous among the green waters and green mountains.

The blood sedan chair has a yin energy, which immediately attracts the attention of wise creatures nearby.

Soon, a series of voice transmissions were reported.

Not long after, the blood sedan flew into a deserted mountain. A powerful divine mind protruded out and swept across thousands of miles away. It was confirmed that there were no monks or magic monsters, and then it slowly fell down.

In the sedan chair, Pei Ling sat upright in the main seat. With a thought, he had already taken out a letter of war with mysterious blood.

The sword intent of his body was erect, like a long sword was unsheathed, drinking enough blood to the enemy. Cui Wei was fierce, and in a blink of an eye, a stroke of sword intent had already been injected into the war book.

Pei Ling let go of his hand, Zhan Shu immediately rushed out of the bloody sedan chair from the gap between the bloody sedan curtain, turning into a bloody sword energy, quickly slashing into the sky, disappearing.

After the war letter was issued, Pei Ling did not move any extra things, but closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the response from Wushi Villa.

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Wushi Villa.

The huge mountain gate is magnificent, high above the clouds, standing among the vast sea of ​​clouds.

There are thousands of strange buildings behind them.

Some are solemn and solemn, some are beautiful and exquisite, some are crude and casual, some are full of immortality, and some are rich in demonic wind... There are even many houses in the scattered buildings, some are similar to the Tiangeng Palace of Chongming Zong, some are like the white altar of Tiansheng Buddhism, some are like the nine peaks of Jiuyi Mountain, or are like the clouds in the sky...

When you look closely, each pavilion has its own exquisite and exquisite details; however, it is combined together and seems chaotic, like a mob of pieces.

There were lights in countless houses.

Many monks have pure auras, but their styles are very different. When they enter and exit, they are noisy and unrestrained, without any sects, especially the orderly sects that should be large, but they are like a bustling market, full of all kinds of noise and disputes.

Deep in the middle, in a tall and pure white gilded hall, the owner of Wushi Villa stood in front of the long desk, admiring an ancient calligraphy and painting with ink marks.