As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Lu pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a huge wave suddenly rose behind him, dark and cold, and the gray-black waterfall condensed with pure yin energy roared. There were countless stunning young men and women inside, with fat and thin rings, each with their own advantages, all with clear bodies and resentment soared into the sky. At this moment, his face was extremely distorted, his expression was resentful, and his eyes were covered with blood, and he rushed towards Pei Ling with a roar.
Brush brush...
The Yin Qi Waterfall covers the sky and the earth, carrying the thunderous momentum of thunder, facing the surging blood.
The sword energy crisscrossed, like a huge net, facing the entire sky, and in a blink of an eye, the resentful souls were destroyed and the yin energy was dispelled.
The cold blade tore through the void, and the remaining momentum remained unabated, and it whistled towards Ji Lu.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff...
In the blink of an eye, countless sword auras passed through Ji Lu's body. In an instant, there were holes and blood splashes, but its vitality was not damaged. In a moment, all the sword injuries had recovered as before. The breath was raised apart again, and it faintly looked a little similar to Pei Ling's breath!
The white robe fluttered like snow, Ji Lu pinched the magic trick again!
A sudden tiny color on the Qingming was dyed with a hint of crimson, like a dried-out blood stain.
In the blink of an eye, the whole night turned into a surging black and red, as if it was a sea of blood under the dark night, deep and cold, and in the surging, heads hung upside down, like endless gallbladders, densely packed, hanging high in the sky.
All the heads are young, like three or five years old, with their eyes closed, complex and strange runes engraved on their eyebrows, and a thick smell of resentment surged.
Pick, pick, pick...
The raindrops as big as beans suddenly fell, and then, a sudden rain poured down, endless black blood pouring down, mixed with the real resentment, resentment, jealousy, curse, and malice, spread like thick smoke, and in an instant the mist of the world.
Pei Ling stood in the air, his face cold, and the Nine Soul Knife shattered the void inch and slashed down!
The long sword and the frost blade shine on the snow, wherever it goes, the blood rain silently annihilated, the knife intention condenses into the sky, tearing apart the crimson sky.
At the same time, runes were intertwined in his eyes, like a long whale sucking water, sucking all kinds of resentment and malice between the world.
With just a few blinks of fingers, the night returned to calm, the head disappeared, the sea of blood disappeared, and the blood rain stopped... The roaring sword energy cut Ji Lu into thousands of pieces again, just like the new meat sauce.
But soon, Ji Lu returned to his original state, and even his white robe was spotless, like the first snow, and in the strangeness, it seemed like holy.
His aura is a little stronger than it was just now.
Pei Ling frowned. Master Ji has been fighting with him as Senior Sister Li, Si Hongqingyan, and Yan Minghuà, which makes him feel very uncomfortable every time he shoots a knife...
wrong!
The face of Master Ji clearly has not changed at all, so why would he think that the other party is Senior Sister Li, Si Hongqingyan and Yan Minghuà at the same time?
Is it the illusion just now?
Without thinking too much, in the corridor of the chariot, many Supreme Guardians were scrambling to make gestures. In an instant, the wind was everywhere, the blood river surging, the corpse puppet demons emerged in the void, and the nightmare of infant ghosts came one after another, all attacking Pei Ling!
At the same moment, Ji Lu's side rippled slightly like water patterns spreading. Then, two incarnations that were the same as him suddenly stepped out, with barefoot and white robe shining with golden rings.
The next moment, the deity and the two incarnations disappeared in an instant in the night.
Seeing the attack coming, Pei Ling immediately calmed down and amid the whistling sound, the Nine Soul Knife slashed out.
The sword energy is full of all kinds, majestic, sweeping thousands of people in a vast range.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom...
All the magic was destroyed by the vast sword energy, and the remaining momentum of the sword energy did not diminish. It crossed the sky and continued to slash towards many supreme guardians.
The Supreme Guardians looked at this scene coldly, stood there motionless, but their figures seemed to be wet ink paintings, quickly fading and hiding.
Pei Ling was about to continue to shoot the knife, but not far away, a graceful figure suddenly appeared. The seemingly delicate soft horn poked out, his five fingers formed claws, and his fingertips were filled with thick blood, and he grabbed his chest like a sharp blade!
Si Hong Qingyan...
No!
Not Si Hong Qingyan!
A blood-colored sword energy was like a training machine, instantly slashing at the bloody claws coming.
clang!
The sound of metal and iron interception shocked the void, and the visitor flew backwards faster than before. The white robe fluttered and the golden ring reflected the brilliance, but it was Ji Lu's incarnation.
Immediately afterwards, another exquisite figure appeared above Pei Ling's head, his plain hands were like frost, and he patted it heavily, and a palm hit him at the heavenly spirit.
Yan Minghuà?
Pei Ling's eyes were a little dazed, and she had not had time to be shocked. She suddenly realized that this was another incarnation of Ji Lu!
Before he could put away his knife and slash him again, he immediately raised his left hand and blasted him with a palm.
Bang!!!
The palms touched each other, and the huge force was like layers of tsunamis, whistling in all directions, and the entire space around it rippled in circles like the water surface.
The mountains, rivers, plants and trees below instantly turned into powder, showing traces of uniformity like ripples.
Ji Lu's incarnation was immediately shocked and flew out.
At this time, a slender and graceful figure, like a spring willow, appeared behind Pei Ling like a ghost, and silently, a palm was directly imprinted on Pei Ling's back heart.
boom!!!
The terrifying palm force penetrated Pei Ling's body firmly, instantly shaking his internal organs.
Pei Ling's throat suddenly became sweet and his body fell down uncontrollably.
But after only falling dozens of feet, his body suddenly became firm, but he had already stabilized his position, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of purple blood, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
With his strength, the siege of Master Ji’s original body and incarnation is enough to easily block it!
However, although he was prepared in his heart, he still hesitated for a moment when he saw the faces of Senior Sister Li, Si Hongqingyan and Yan Minghuà!
For the late stage of Hedao monks, this moment of separation is the difference between life and death!
If he hadn't been much stronger than Ji Lu, he would have been more than just being injured at this moment!
Pei Ling immediately said with a misty voice: Sleep!
If you speak the Dharma, the laws of this world will change quietly immediately.
Ji Lu's original body and two incarnations were about to take action, but suddenly the breath was uncontrollably silent, his eyelids closed wildly, his energy was condensed, and his mind was silent...
At this moment, Pei Ling's voice was cold and magnificent, and he said again: Curse!
Ji Lu's body and incarnation immediately began to rot, and blood mixed with pus flowed. On the wound, resentful faces the size of nails quickly grew.
Pei Ling then continued: Break!
Three identical blood-colored silk threads appeared between Ji Lu's original body and the incarnation's neck. After the blood thread appeared, it expanded rapidly. Soon, blood gushed out like a stream, and the flesh and blood quickly blurred, revealing the lush white bones.
At this time, the figure of the Taishang Guardian of Tiansheng Sect appeared on the bank of the Chinese Qi Cauldron. Seeing Pei Ling was about to kill Ji Lu, everyone was furious!
Brush brush...
The Yin Qi Waterfall covers the sky and the earth, carrying the thunderous momentum of thunder, facing the surging blood.
The sword energy crisscrossed, like a huge net, facing the entire sky, and in a blink of an eye, the resentful souls were destroyed and the yin energy was dispelled.
The cold blade tore through the void, and the remaining momentum remained unabated, and it whistled towards Ji Lu.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff...
In the blink of an eye, countless sword auras passed through Ji Lu's body. In an instant, there were holes and blood splashes, but its vitality was not damaged. In a moment, all the sword injuries had recovered as before. The breath was raised apart again, and it faintly looked a little similar to Pei Ling's breath!
The white robe fluttered like snow, Ji Lu pinched the magic trick again!
A sudden tiny color on the Qingming was dyed with a hint of crimson, like a dried-out blood stain.
In the blink of an eye, the whole night turned into a surging black and red, as if it was a sea of blood under the dark night, deep and cold, and in the surging, heads hung upside down, like endless gallbladders, densely packed, hanging high in the sky.
All the heads are young, like three or five years old, with their eyes closed, complex and strange runes engraved on their eyebrows, and a thick smell of resentment surged.
Pick, pick, pick...
The raindrops as big as beans suddenly fell, and then, a sudden rain poured down, endless black blood pouring down, mixed with the real resentment, resentment, jealousy, curse, and malice, spread like thick smoke, and in an instant the mist of the world.
Pei Ling stood in the air, his face cold, and the Nine Soul Knife shattered the void inch and slashed down!
The long sword and the frost blade shine on the snow, wherever it goes, the blood rain silently annihilated, the knife intention condenses into the sky, tearing apart the crimson sky.
At the same time, runes were intertwined in his eyes, like a long whale sucking water, sucking all kinds of resentment and malice between the world.
With just a few blinks of fingers, the night returned to calm, the head disappeared, the sea of blood disappeared, and the blood rain stopped... The roaring sword energy cut Ji Lu into thousands of pieces again, just like the new meat sauce.
But soon, Ji Lu returned to his original state, and even his white robe was spotless, like the first snow, and in the strangeness, it seemed like holy.
His aura is a little stronger than it was just now.
Pei Ling frowned. Master Ji has been fighting with him as Senior Sister Li, Si Hongqingyan, and Yan Minghuà, which makes him feel very uncomfortable every time he shoots a knife...
wrong!
The face of Master Ji clearly has not changed at all, so why would he think that the other party is Senior Sister Li, Si Hongqingyan and Yan Minghuà at the same time?
Is it the illusion just now?
Without thinking too much, in the corridor of the chariot, many Supreme Guardians were scrambling to make gestures. In an instant, the wind was everywhere, the blood river surging, the corpse puppet demons emerged in the void, and the nightmare of infant ghosts came one after another, all attacking Pei Ling!
At the same moment, Ji Lu's side rippled slightly like water patterns spreading. Then, two incarnations that were the same as him suddenly stepped out, with barefoot and white robe shining with golden rings.
The next moment, the deity and the two incarnations disappeared in an instant in the night.
Seeing the attack coming, Pei Ling immediately calmed down and amid the whistling sound, the Nine Soul Knife slashed out.
The sword energy is full of all kinds, majestic, sweeping thousands of people in a vast range.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom...
All the magic was destroyed by the vast sword energy, and the remaining momentum of the sword energy did not diminish. It crossed the sky and continued to slash towards many supreme guardians.
The Supreme Guardians looked at this scene coldly, stood there motionless, but their figures seemed to be wet ink paintings, quickly fading and hiding.
Pei Ling was about to continue to shoot the knife, but not far away, a graceful figure suddenly appeared. The seemingly delicate soft horn poked out, his five fingers formed claws, and his fingertips were filled with thick blood, and he grabbed his chest like a sharp blade!
Si Hong Qingyan...
No!
Not Si Hong Qingyan!
A blood-colored sword energy was like a training machine, instantly slashing at the bloody claws coming.
clang!
The sound of metal and iron interception shocked the void, and the visitor flew backwards faster than before. The white robe fluttered and the golden ring reflected the brilliance, but it was Ji Lu's incarnation.
Immediately afterwards, another exquisite figure appeared above Pei Ling's head, his plain hands were like frost, and he patted it heavily, and a palm hit him at the heavenly spirit.
Yan Minghuà?
Pei Ling's eyes were a little dazed, and she had not had time to be shocked. She suddenly realized that this was another incarnation of Ji Lu!
Before he could put away his knife and slash him again, he immediately raised his left hand and blasted him with a palm.
Bang!!!
The palms touched each other, and the huge force was like layers of tsunamis, whistling in all directions, and the entire space around it rippled in circles like the water surface.
The mountains, rivers, plants and trees below instantly turned into powder, showing traces of uniformity like ripples.
Ji Lu's incarnation was immediately shocked and flew out.
At this time, a slender and graceful figure, like a spring willow, appeared behind Pei Ling like a ghost, and silently, a palm was directly imprinted on Pei Ling's back heart.
boom!!!
The terrifying palm force penetrated Pei Ling's body firmly, instantly shaking his internal organs.
Pei Ling's throat suddenly became sweet and his body fell down uncontrollably.
But after only falling dozens of feet, his body suddenly became firm, but he had already stabilized his position, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of purple blood, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
With his strength, the siege of Master Ji’s original body and incarnation is enough to easily block it!
However, although he was prepared in his heart, he still hesitated for a moment when he saw the faces of Senior Sister Li, Si Hongqingyan and Yan Minghuà!
For the late stage of Hedao monks, this moment of separation is the difference between life and death!
If he hadn't been much stronger than Ji Lu, he would have been more than just being injured at this moment!
Pei Ling immediately said with a misty voice: Sleep!
If you speak the Dharma, the laws of this world will change quietly immediately.
Ji Lu's original body and two incarnations were about to take action, but suddenly the breath was uncontrollably silent, his eyelids closed wildly, his energy was condensed, and his mind was silent...
At this moment, Pei Ling's voice was cold and magnificent, and he said again: Curse!
Ji Lu's body and incarnation immediately began to rot, and blood mixed with pus flowed. On the wound, resentful faces the size of nails quickly grew.
Pei Ling then continued: Break!
Three identical blood-colored silk threads appeared between Ji Lu's original body and the incarnation's neck. After the blood thread appeared, it expanded rapidly. Soon, blood gushed out like a stream, and the flesh and blood quickly blurred, revealing the lush white bones.
At this time, the figure of the Taishang Guardian of Tiansheng Sect appeared on the bank of the Chinese Qi Cauldron. Seeing Pei Ling was about to kill Ji Lu, everyone was furious!
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