I Just Want To Be Quiet - Chapter 1399

Pei Ling’s voice was very calm, without any threat or anger.

If it was in the past, all the elders and ancestors of the nine major sects were present, and there were many rebellious people. Even if he was the son of the Chongming Sect, no one would put his words in his ears. .

But now, with the four-game winning streak, the name “Demon Sword” has been thoroughly spread among the five righteous sects.

Although it is a junior, but in terms of status, the faint has already been on an equal footing with many long-established time-honored brands, and even has a victory!

In the eyes of the five righteous sects, any actions he made should not be taken lightly.

Compared with the five sects of the righteous way, the Demon Sect, which is more prey to the weak, is even less of a problem!

Therefore, as soon as Pei Ling’s voice fell, Wuchouzi and other monks from Wushi Mountain Villa immediately said: “Since the Immortal Emperor has spoken, I am an immortal from the upper realm, and it is convenient for me.”

The gray-robed monks in the Reincarnation Tower did not speak, but they did not continue to raise issues, and they all remained silent.

Born to teach the guardians of the Supreme Beings, he smiled slightly, and Ren Jiao, headed by him, said in a slow voice: “We will give face to Pei Shengzi, and today, we will not care about false Taoism.”

The righteous side looked at the three major demon gates coldly, and did not continue to sneer.

The whole world quickly fell into a dead silence.

Above the sky, the powerful breath is vigorous and vigorous, each according to one side. The land that was originally full of traps, plagues, miasma, curses…, sword qi vertical and horizontal, bright flashes, and yin qi flow, the cold and vast, more complex.

In the long wind, time passed bit by bit.

When the three hours were approaching, a figure appeared in the sky, with big sleeves bulging in the wind, eyes warm and peaceful, holding a whisk in one hand and holding a tiny hill in the other, stepping into the void and walking step by step.

Every time he took a step, when the light green robe fluttered, he suddenly passed through the heavy space and advanced a lot.

Its breath is surging, vast and majestic, no less than the iron hero of Yanxi City before!

Top of the road!

In an instant, everyone’s eyes were focused on the mountain master.

Inside the huge Dharma boat, on the top floor, Pei Ling, who was in the main seat, also frowned slightly.

The mountain master of Jiuyi Mountain… must have used some method similar to Tie Xiong’s, but I don’t know what the price the mountain master paid…

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a voice transmission to Shi Nanzi: “You can drive the boat away from this place.”

Shi Nanzi responded by sound transmission: “Yes!”

The next moment, Pei Ling’s figure swayed, and he had already escaped from the ark and appeared in the void, facing the mountain master who was standing in the void.

Behind him, the huge Dharma ark’s body was bright with runes, and countless array patterns lighted up gradually, and quickly flew away into the distance.

The mountain master looked calm, looked at Pei Ling, and said in a gentle voice, “Jiuyi Mountain’s current mountain master Tao Wendu is here to fight.”

“I wonder if your friend is ready?”

Pei Ling nodded and said, “It’s ready.”

Hearing this, all the monks watching the battle all retreated into the distance.

In the entire world, only Tao Wendu and Pei Ling were left.

Pei Ling said calmly, “Please!”

Tao Wendu nodded slightly, swept away the dust in his hand, and the three thousand silver threads skyrocketed in an instant, like a majestic waterfall, all over the sky in an instant, sweeping towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but when he thought of “seeing blood out of the sheath”, his hand suddenly stopped.

The next moment, he said coldly: “Everyone!”

Above the sky, countless jet-black flying swords with simple styles immediately appeared, all of which were majestic and fierce.

The dense ancestral swords are rushing like a river, surging endlessly, screaming and slashing at the silver wire.

The sword intent penetrates the air, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the meaning of destroying and breaking the sharpness fills the entire world.

brush brush…

All the silver threads that attacked Pei Ling were easily cut off by the Ancestral Sword.

Like a horizontal sword breaking a waterfall, the silver threads are surging like a giant wave, and they are cracked under the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling’s thoughts moved, and countless dark red lines appeared all over his body. After all the lines appeared, they quickly rushed towards his back.

Soon, thick darkness appeared, and the incarnation of Mo Lilan stepped out of the darkness, covered with black clothes and hunting with black hair.

She didn’t have any hesitation. After showing up, she immediately began to play a simple and simple magic formula.

[Mist of the Underworld] began to spread from all over his body, like ink dripping into clear water, and layers of twilight quickly emerged from the original daytime.

Pei Ling looked at the silver thread that covered the sky and the ground, and his expression remained unmoved.

No matter what tricks the mountain master has, as long as he uses the immortal art of [Mingtian Great Dream], he can decide the outcome!

At this time, the mountain master stared at the scene in front of him with a dull expression, without any surprise, and immediately offered up the tiny hill in his hand, and at the same time played a simple magic formula in his hand.

The tiny hill immediately flew into the air, and then quickly grew in size.

In the blink of an eye, [The Mountain in the Palm] is already majestic and majestic, traversing thousands of miles, truly covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire world!

The huge mountain slammed down on Pei Ling!

Pei Ling immediately felt that an incomparably huge suction force came from the mountains, and his body began to rush towards the mountains uncontrollably!

His expression remained unchanged, and he immediately controlled the replica of the Ancestral Sword and slashed towards the mountains.

brush brush…

The sparks splashed like a shower, and in the sound of the dense metal and iron clashing, the mountain was immediately cut out with deep sword marks, but compared to the majestic mountain, these sword marks were not even flesh wounds, and were insignificant at all.

At the same time, Pei Ling immediately felt that all the ancestral sword replicas that had cut into the mountains had lost contact with him.

The falling speed of the mountains is getting faster and faster, the majestic wind whistling in the ears, and the huge impact force makes the originally solid ground below ripple like water waves.

Rocks, sand, water, vegetation, curses, plagues, sword intent, sword energy, traps, ghosts… all of them vanished in front of this vast distance, shattering in all directions.

Pei Lingmo’s hair and robe sleeves are all hunting and dancing, and the strong wind that hits his face is already as sharp as a blade.

And the sword mark that was cut out on the mountain, in a blink of an eye, returned to its original state, as if it had never existed.

Seeing that the mountains were about to hit him, Pei Ling said in a cold and grand voice, “Reverse!”

The trend of [Yue Zhongyue]’s whereabouts stopped in an instant, but this is the magic weapon of Jiuyi Mountain, but it does not mean to retreat at all.

However, what Pei Ling wants right now is only time!

He immediately turned the defense into an attack, and said in a cold voice: “Curse!”

The powerful power of the curse came instantly, filling the world in an instant.

Tao Wendu’s body immediately showed large festering festers, and above the wound, a venomous face the size of a fingernail quickly emerged and spread.

The magic formula in his hand changed, and a dignified and clear air immediately rose behind him, pure and pure, full of the meaning of Tao Ran outside the world, like the clear spring in the deep mountains, the snow in the early winter, sweet and clear.

In the blink of an eye, all the faces vanished, and the rotten flesh returned to normal.

Tao Wendu swept away the dust in his hand again, and the raging silver waterfall roared up again, filling the world and wrapping around Pei Ling.