Behind the bead curtain.

Pei Ling still maintained the image of the faceless immortal, sitting cross-legged in the shrine.

The curse power surging through his body became more and more powerful, and soon it exceeded the limit that his body could bear.

The power of the curse seemed to be endless, and it was still pouring into his body continuously. In addition to the power of the curse, there was also pure and majestic hatred, pure and powerful resentment, countless fates, and vastness.

The power of law...

boom!!!

The next moment, the idol that Pei Ling had disguised exploded into a cloud of powder.

※※※

dark.

I can't tell up, down, left, and right, and I can't feel the passage of time.

Pei Ling felt that he had lost all his strength and was falling and falling again in a void of nothingness...

Memories of past scenes flew past his eyes like fleeting glimpses...

After eighteen years of hard training, he finally activated the system, but suddenly things happened one after another. He fought fiercely with Wu Dinh-hsi, and in a life-and-death crisis, he was lucky enough to win. As soon as he entered the Chongming Sect, he killed three fellow disciples at night, and when he was running away, he fell into the wolf's den again; Luoshan City

A group of people, after experiencing life and death several times, could just breathe a sigh of relief, but by chance, they stepped into a dangerous place like Han's Villa, and from then on they started to have a connection with the inheritance of "curse".

Afterwards, in the outer sect competition, Huaiyin Peak won three out of three battles. Ruo Xiufeng was in the limelight, and finally became famous in the battle against Jingzhongtian, and from then on he entered the sight of the Chongming Sect's upper echelons...

After that, he used Qi training to counter attack and build the foundation, planning to destroy the cursed ghosts and establish the foundation of the heavenly way. At that time, Luquan City was destroyed, his hometown was gone, and his old friends were withered. From then on, he bid farewell to the mortal world and pursued the great path wholeheartedly.

He also traveled through the imperial dynasty, and after experiencing many twists and turns, he entered the "Xiao Zi Zi Tian" to form elixirs.

Tianwai Island once again won the battle for the Tao, obtained the inheritance of the "curse", and once again consolidated the foundation of the Tao for the future.

I originally thought that the path of the Holy Son would be smooth from now on.

However, things are unpredictable. On the eve of the grand ceremony, the sect leader's wife was mistakenly made into a cauldron, and he had to leave the sect in a hurry and wander around the world.

The sorrow of the common people in Miaocheng, the weirdness of Xiwu School, the madness of the eternal night desert, the short-term peace and sudden changes in crossing the abyss... and the difficulty of fighting the incarnation of Su Lijing...

The faces of senior sister Li Lieyue and Tianji Yan Minghua suddenly appeared, and Pei Ling's consciousness gradually began to blur. He could only vaguely remember that he seemed to have said: "Wait until I come back."

But soon, both Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua faded away.

Darkness was like a tide, annihilating everything about him.

Body, cultivation, consciousness, memory...

Pei Ling seemed to be a portrait that had been wiped, fading little by little, and finally turned into a faint shadow, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

But at this time, there was always an extremely tenacious spirit that supported him from being completely destroyed in this void.

It seemed that after an incomparably long time, Pei Ling suddenly saw a figure, dressed in cloth, with long hair disheveled, wearing mango shoes, with his back to him, and striding with big sleeves fluttering in front of him.

Unknowingly, Pei Ling followed the opponent in a daze, walking step by step as the deer passed by.

Unable to distinguish between up, down, left, and right, and in the void of time, the two people's footsteps meandered all the way, not knowing where they came from or where they were going.

Pei Ling followed closely behind the clothed figure and walked for a long time, as if millions of years had passed. He didn't know why he did this, and he didn't know how long he would continue walking. He just subconsciously moved his steps.

Suddenly, a huge portal appeared in front of the two of them!

The gate was built between two Calvary Mountains, which are piled with thousands of skulls. On the top of the mountain, there is a half-crouching towering skeleton on each mountain. They seem to be two towering peaks, incredibly tall.

.

On the shoulders of dozens of skulls, there is a three-bay and five-column Minglou archway. The carvings are engraved with hundreds of ghosts walking at night, and strange ghosts are filled in it. Countless eyes flicker on and off, and the gloomy energy is majestic, just like the substance.

On the main ridge of the archway, there is a huge skull like a mountain. In the empty eye sockets, there is a deep and incomparable darkness. It is cold and unpredictable, and it looks into the distance quietly.

The clothed figure kept walking and didn't stop until he reached the door.

Pei Ling continued to walk forward, and the distance between the two parties became closer and closer... Finally, he took a step forward and bumped directly into the clothed figure.

However, when he touched the figure in civilian clothes, he felt nothing, as if it was just a phantom.

When Pei Ling stood in the same position as the other party, the figures of both parties gradually merged...

Pei Ling suddenly woke up, and he seemed to know the path he was going to take next.

Without any hesitation, Pei Ling continued to walk forward, and he passed directly through this majestic door.

The moment he walked through the door, the entire door turned into a black smoke and suddenly rushed into his body.

Without stopping, Pei Ling continued to move forward.

In the void ahead, an earthen house gradually emerged.

The earthen wall is mixed with grass clippings, the golden thatch roof, the moss grows darkly, and the melon seedlings hang low. The window grilles have faded, and on the simple wooden door, the big word "福" is pasted upside down, but it is still clear.

This is the earthen house of "the public".

Pei Ling walked straight into the earthen house without pausing.

The next moment, the Tsuchiya shook slightly and turned into a jet of black smoke, disappearing into his body.

Everything in all directions once again returned to nothingness, and Pei Ling continued to walk forward.

Soon after, an elegant wooden pavilion appeared.

Its tea flag is fluttering, half old and not new, hanging down from the railing.

Pei Ling stepped forward and walked into the teahouse.

In the teahouse, Mo Lilan, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him...

※※※

Xiao Family Ancestral Hall.

The candlelight in the palace lantern is like a restless living creature, tearing violently, and the surrounding lights and shadows are ominous.

Xiao Shou fell to the ground, dying.

The wound he suffered from this sacrifice has not recovered. The blood in the wound is flowing more and more, and it has soaked into the floor tiles under him.

His breath was weakening rapidly, and he was almost unable to hold on.

After "Yu" and the pink bride struggled for a while, they finally put on their masks.

The two gasped for breath, and for a moment, the pink bride said with a slightly hurried breath: "After nightfall, it will be beneficial to us, but we currently have too few clues, so it's still not possible!"

"Yu" nodded slightly. Without the barrier of the mask, the moment they saw the altar, the Xiao family would have the upper hand. There would be no problem in making sacrifices like this, but they could not continue to act according to the plan!

After calming down, "Yu" said in a deep voice: "We must refine the destiny that does not belong to us."
Chapter completed!