When he saw Pei Ling again, Fei Shu paused. Then, Jiang Fengwu escaped from it, knelt down on the ground, and said respectfully: Pay a visit to Youyang Sword Saint!
The sword saint is full of blessings, long-lasting vision, deep and kindness...
The villain has already brought the mayor and his son to the town, and next, he will find a simple and fertile land to settle them...
As he said that, seeing that Pei Ling had no intention of stopping him, Jiang Fengwu breathed a sigh of relief, returned to Feishu, and continued to flee outside Qingyaoshan.
The next moment, the demon cultivator who had just escaped flew back to the spot at a fast speed from another direction.
When these demon cultivators saw Pei Ling, their faces changed. After reacting, they hurriedly saluted: Pay a visit to Youyang Sword Saint!
The Saint of Sword is tolerant and generous, like a rough jade and gold...
Like Jiang Fengwu just now, seeing that Pei Ling was still standing with his hands behind his back and had no intention of taking action, the demon cultivators hurriedly flattered him a few words and quickly fled to Qing to ask for help.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost sedan chair was fluttering and was carried back to its original place by eight ghosts from a certain direction in Qingyao Mountain.
Pei Ling's face was slightly dark, and hesitated immediately. He stretched his hand forward and immediately opened a majestic portal in the void.
This portal is composed purely of resentment, hatred, curse..., full of unknown and evil thoughts.
The portal was pitch black, as if it was hidden in endless sneaks, emitting a vast yin energy, which instantly covered the world with a layer of darkness.
Pei Ling's sleeves whipped, and a huge storm of dark wind came out, instantly swept into the middle of Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang. Then, he stepped out and directly led the two into the door.
Whoosh!
Its speed was as fast as lightning. Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang had no time to react. They felt that the surrounding scenery was changing, but they were only a strange scene. They seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant and reach an unknown distant place.
But at this moment, Pei Ling suddenly stopped.
Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang suddenly came to their senses, but they saw that the empty mountain was silent. Not far away, the remains of Baicao Town were floating in the air like a floating island. They did not move a single step and were still stopped in place!
Pei Ling's expression suddenly became solemn. Is it a counterattack?
impossible!
No such strength!
Be able to trap him in this world without him being able to detect it... If the reverse can really be done, how could he waste time with him just now?
There are only two possibilities in this situation now...
First, it is the immortal in the lower realm!
The second is... a terrifying existence in Qingyao Mountain!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately looked up, looked up at the sky, and asked coldly: Who is it?
This sound is like a huge bell, thick and loud, and instantly spread throughout the world.
The next moment, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the sky that was originally as clear as glass, a vast and majestic demonic aura roared!
The demonic aura spreads, like a rolling wolf smoke, covering the sky and the sun in a blink of an eye, making the sky dim in an instant, as if the night falls suddenly.
On the earth, the grass and trees were shaking violently, the mountains and rivers were trembling, and the streams were gurgling, and everything was crazily conveying the idea of surrender.
It was as if the ministers were welcomed by the king.
At the same time, a strong kneeling and worshiping thought surged from the grass and trees around, and every gravel around, constantly impacting the minds of outsiders.
Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang both changed their faces and used their own sect mental methods to try to stabilize the mind of Taoism so that they would not immediately fall to the ground.
Pei Ling was determined and immediately dispelled the urging that seemed to come from this world, staring at the sky and waiting patiently.
At this moment, a voice sounded above Qingming that seemed to have experienced countless years: The descendants of Chongming, Fusang's creation...
It is because you have been in your ten days and you have just rescued your descendants.
This emperor also gives you a way out!
This emperor?
Qing Want the Demon Emperor!
Pei Ling frowned, and he was relieved in his heart, and he felt slightly awe-instantly.
If the immortal did not take action, he would have a glimmer of hope!
But since he is the Demon Emperor... he has never seen the Demon Emperor, and he doesn't know how strong the other party is. However, Qingyao Mountain is one of the four evil places. Even if it is as strong as the nine major sects, he is quite afraid of it.
You don’t have to think about it and know that the strength of this demon emperor must be above Mahayana!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling looked at Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang beside him, and immediately said: Younger Pei Ling, you have seen Senior Demon Emperor.
This shock to Qingyao Mountain was caused by the younger generation and had nothing to do with others.
Please be generous and let the innocent leave.
The younger generation stays alone and lets the seniors make a decision.
Zhong Kui Jingyi was slightly stunned, unable to believe that Pei Ling, the devil, could say such words.
At this time, the extremely ancient voice said lightly: All those who seek the Tao will develop their own cause and effect when they step into the Qingyao Mountain.
Once the cause and effect are opened, if you give up halfway, you will be able to abolish your future.
This trip is an opportunity and a dead end, and you can only bear it yourself.
Ordinary creatures who have not entered the Tao can leave, but others must be kept!
Including the descendants of our clan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fengwu and several demon cultivators returned here again.
However, Jiang Fengwu was the only one left above the shuttle.
The other two mortals disappeared at some point.
Jiang Fengwu and the demon cultivators were immediately extremely frightened, and their thoughts were not changed. The mental impact from all directions, like a flood, completely swallowed them up in an instant!
thump!
The monk Zadan had a weak foundation and a mixed breath. He could not withstand such a breath at all. He immediately left the shuttle and knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.
Compared with Jiang Fengwu, several demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were even more unbearable.
They crawled on the ground without any resistance, even if their faces were stained with mud and sand, they were completely unwilling to take care of them. Each of them wanted to bury their heads directly into the soil.
All the demon cultivators, whether they are with their feet, their tribes, their bloodlines... are shaking like sieves, fear, surrender, tremor, and guilt from the heart... like storm waves, whistling!
Your Majesty... The demon cultivators were like fish thrown ashore at this moment, all of whom were unable to breathe and were almost limp on the spot.
An instinct that seemed to have been passed down from a long time to this day completely dominated their thoughts and thoughts. The demon cultivators who originally maintained their human body returned to their original form in a blink of an eye.
The bird monster with gorgeous feathers, the turbulent bears, the sea tribe with blue water vapor, the colorful flower monster, the peak monster with red gold and ink colors... The huge size of the demon tribe instantly filled the originally extremely spacious foothills.
After returning to their original form, these demon cultivators felt that the pressure flowing from deep in their bloodlines was increasing.
But at the same time, they also feel the protection and longing from the sky, from this land, and from the entire Qingyao Mountain. It is like they have belonged here since countless years ago, and like wanderers who have been traveling for many years. After countless years, heavy mountains and rivers, and countless grudges and hatreds, they have set foot on the land of their hometown again.
A profound feeling that these demon cultivators had never had before soaked into their bone marrow, awakening their memories of silent and unknown amounts of time. Before they knew it, all demon cultivators were already in tears: Your Majesty?His Majesty!
Looking at this scene, Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged and said: I have entered the path of immortality. It doesn't take too long to enter the floating life, start the floating life chess game, and ascend to the upper realm.
There are still vacant places in the Immortal Road. As long as the seniors are willing to release them, the juniors will give up the places...
However, before he could finish his words, the ancient vicissitudes of voice had been interrupted directly: No.
Pei Ling was stunned.
The quota for Fusheng chess game has always been his trump card against Mahayana and above.
Now this demon emperor doesn’t care at all?
After a brief surprise, Pei Ling quickly returned to peace.
Seeing that the Demon Emperor had no intention of giving in, he did not continue to persevere and immediately asked: I wonder what the life path given by the senior?
The sword saint is full of blessings, long-lasting vision, deep and kindness...
The villain has already brought the mayor and his son to the town, and next, he will find a simple and fertile land to settle them...
As he said that, seeing that Pei Ling had no intention of stopping him, Jiang Fengwu breathed a sigh of relief, returned to Feishu, and continued to flee outside Qingyaoshan.
The next moment, the demon cultivator who had just escaped flew back to the spot at a fast speed from another direction.
When these demon cultivators saw Pei Ling, their faces changed. After reacting, they hurriedly saluted: Pay a visit to Youyang Sword Saint!
The Saint of Sword is tolerant and generous, like a rough jade and gold...
Like Jiang Fengwu just now, seeing that Pei Ling was still standing with his hands behind his back and had no intention of taking action, the demon cultivators hurriedly flattered him a few words and quickly fled to Qing to ask for help.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost sedan chair was fluttering and was carried back to its original place by eight ghosts from a certain direction in Qingyao Mountain.
Pei Ling's face was slightly dark, and hesitated immediately. He stretched his hand forward and immediately opened a majestic portal in the void.
This portal is composed purely of resentment, hatred, curse..., full of unknown and evil thoughts.
The portal was pitch black, as if it was hidden in endless sneaks, emitting a vast yin energy, which instantly covered the world with a layer of darkness.
Pei Ling's sleeves whipped, and a huge storm of dark wind came out, instantly swept into the middle of Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang. Then, he stepped out and directly led the two into the door.
Whoosh!
Its speed was as fast as lightning. Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang had no time to react. They felt that the surrounding scenery was changing, but they were only a strange scene. They seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant and reach an unknown distant place.
But at this moment, Pei Ling suddenly stopped.
Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang suddenly came to their senses, but they saw that the empty mountain was silent. Not far away, the remains of Baicao Town were floating in the air like a floating island. They did not move a single step and were still stopped in place!
Pei Ling's expression suddenly became solemn. Is it a counterattack?
impossible!
No such strength!
Be able to trap him in this world without him being able to detect it... If the reverse can really be done, how could he waste time with him just now?
There are only two possibilities in this situation now...
First, it is the immortal in the lower realm!
The second is... a terrifying existence in Qingyao Mountain!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately looked up, looked up at the sky, and asked coldly: Who is it?
This sound is like a huge bell, thick and loud, and instantly spread throughout the world.
The next moment, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the sky that was originally as clear as glass, a vast and majestic demonic aura roared!
The demonic aura spreads, like a rolling wolf smoke, covering the sky and the sun in a blink of an eye, making the sky dim in an instant, as if the night falls suddenly.
On the earth, the grass and trees were shaking violently, the mountains and rivers were trembling, and the streams were gurgling, and everything was crazily conveying the idea of surrender.
It was as if the ministers were welcomed by the king.
At the same time, a strong kneeling and worshiping thought surged from the grass and trees around, and every gravel around, constantly impacting the minds of outsiders.
Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang both changed their faces and used their own sect mental methods to try to stabilize the mind of Taoism so that they would not immediately fall to the ground.
Pei Ling was determined and immediately dispelled the urging that seemed to come from this world, staring at the sky and waiting patiently.
At this moment, a voice sounded above Qingming that seemed to have experienced countless years: The descendants of Chongming, Fusang's creation...
It is because you have been in your ten days and you have just rescued your descendants.
This emperor also gives you a way out!
This emperor?
Qing Want the Demon Emperor!
Pei Ling frowned, and he was relieved in his heart, and he felt slightly awe-instantly.
If the immortal did not take action, he would have a glimmer of hope!
But since he is the Demon Emperor... he has never seen the Demon Emperor, and he doesn't know how strong the other party is. However, Qingyao Mountain is one of the four evil places. Even if it is as strong as the nine major sects, he is quite afraid of it.
You don’t have to think about it and know that the strength of this demon emperor must be above Mahayana!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling looked at Zhongkui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang beside him, and immediately said: Younger Pei Ling, you have seen Senior Demon Emperor.
This shock to Qingyao Mountain was caused by the younger generation and had nothing to do with others.
Please be generous and let the innocent leave.
The younger generation stays alone and lets the seniors make a decision.
Zhong Kui Jingyi was slightly stunned, unable to believe that Pei Ling, the devil, could say such words.
At this time, the extremely ancient voice said lightly: All those who seek the Tao will develop their own cause and effect when they step into the Qingyao Mountain.
Once the cause and effect are opened, if you give up halfway, you will be able to abolish your future.
This trip is an opportunity and a dead end, and you can only bear it yourself.
Ordinary creatures who have not entered the Tao can leave, but others must be kept!
Including the descendants of our clan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fengwu and several demon cultivators returned here again.
However, Jiang Fengwu was the only one left above the shuttle.
The other two mortals disappeared at some point.
Jiang Fengwu and the demon cultivators were immediately extremely frightened, and their thoughts were not changed. The mental impact from all directions, like a flood, completely swallowed them up in an instant!
thump!
The monk Zadan had a weak foundation and a mixed breath. He could not withstand such a breath at all. He immediately left the shuttle and knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.
Compared with Jiang Fengwu, several demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were even more unbearable.
They crawled on the ground without any resistance, even if their faces were stained with mud and sand, they were completely unwilling to take care of them. Each of them wanted to bury their heads directly into the soil.
All the demon cultivators, whether they are with their feet, their tribes, their bloodlines... are shaking like sieves, fear, surrender, tremor, and guilt from the heart... like storm waves, whistling!
Your Majesty... The demon cultivators were like fish thrown ashore at this moment, all of whom were unable to breathe and were almost limp on the spot.
An instinct that seemed to have been passed down from a long time to this day completely dominated their thoughts and thoughts. The demon cultivators who originally maintained their human body returned to their original form in a blink of an eye.
The bird monster with gorgeous feathers, the turbulent bears, the sea tribe with blue water vapor, the colorful flower monster, the peak monster with red gold and ink colors... The huge size of the demon tribe instantly filled the originally extremely spacious foothills.
After returning to their original form, these demon cultivators felt that the pressure flowing from deep in their bloodlines was increasing.
But at the same time, they also feel the protection and longing from the sky, from this land, and from the entire Qingyao Mountain. It is like they have belonged here since countless years ago, and like wanderers who have been traveling for many years. After countless years, heavy mountains and rivers, and countless grudges and hatreds, they have set foot on the land of their hometown again.
A profound feeling that these demon cultivators had never had before soaked into their bone marrow, awakening their memories of silent and unknown amounts of time. Before they knew it, all demon cultivators were already in tears: Your Majesty?His Majesty!
Looking at this scene, Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged and said: I have entered the path of immortality. It doesn't take too long to enter the floating life, start the floating life chess game, and ascend to the upper realm.
There are still vacant places in the Immortal Road. As long as the seniors are willing to release them, the juniors will give up the places...
However, before he could finish his words, the ancient vicissitudes of voice had been interrupted directly: No.
Pei Ling was stunned.
The quota for Fusheng chess game has always been his trump card against Mahayana and above.
Now this demon emperor doesn’t care at all?
After a brief surprise, Pei Ling quickly returned to peace.
Seeing that the Demon Emperor had no intention of giving in, he did not continue to persevere and immediately asked: I wonder what the life path given by the senior?
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