Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Four: The Battle of the Road.
Pei Ling immediately opened his eyes. At this time, his whole body was already charred black. With just a slight movement, the charred skin fell down along with the fuzzy flesh and blood. Red and black blood flowed all over his body. It was shocking to look at it.
Without any hesitation, he took out an elixir and drank it. With the movement of his magic power, the elixir was dissipated and his injuries quickly recovered.
Pei Ling quickly put on a new robe and was about to go out again when he suddenly noticed something and immediately closed his eyes again and lay motionless on the bed.
"Boom, boom, boom."
Almost at the same time that Pei Ling lay down, there was another knock on the door. This time the knock was slow, even gentle and rhythmic.
However, with every knock on the door, Pei Ling's body, which had not yet fully recovered, immediately cracked a wound that was as deep as the bone.
Severe pain immediately spread throughout the body, and blood flowed gurglingly.
Pei Ling endured the severe pain without making any movement...
The person who knocked on the door this time was different from the previous two...
As expected, the person knocking on the door now should be a monk from Su Zhentian, and the first person knocking on the door is someone from Yanxi City.
But no matter what, these three righteous monks all have problems!
Next, one of them must be solved as soon as possible.
"The Liuhu Dynasty has just knocked on my door. It will take some time before you can knock on my door again."
"If the person knocking on the door now is a monk from Su Zhentian, the same thing will happen..."
"The next one will definitely be the one who knocked on the door just now."
"We need to deal with the monk who knocked on the door first..."
With this thought in his mind, Pei Ling's body continued to have deep scars one after another. After a while, his whole body was covered in blood and flesh.
The robe he had just changed into was already soaked in blood stains.
Sen Bai's bones were clearly visible in the wound.
Pei Ling waited with a calm expression.
After a while, the knocking on the door stopped. He immediately opened his eyes, took out another pill, drank it, and quickly went out.
When I came outside the door, I saw that the corridor was still dark, the surroundings were deathly silent, and the invisible pressure dropped, making people feel heart-stopping.
Pei Ling quickly walked to the door of the monk's room in Yanxi City, raised his hand, and knocked hard: "Dong dong dong!"
At the same time, he spoke in a loud and cold voice: "Curse!"
As the knock on the door echoed, the curse passed through the door and fell on the monk inside.
There was no response from the door. Pei Ling closed his eyes and sensed it through the [Ten Thousand Souls Curse] for a while, and his face suddenly began to change.
In a moment, his body expanded rapidly and soon turned into a burly figure wearing armor.
The appearance of his breath is exactly the same as that of the Yanxi City monk who drank soul wine in the front hall before.
Pei Ling knocked on the door and said to the door: "Senior of Yanxi City, please come out and talk!"
As he spoke, two portals quietly rose up in the void behind him.
The first portal is piled with thousands of skulls, with pairs of empty eye sockets, and is bone-chilling, eerie and terrifying; the second portal is as gorgeous as a fairy palace, but it constantly smells of great destruction and terror.
Indescribable horror, disasters continue to escape from it.
This is the breath of "curse"!
Pei Ling opened his eyes directly and answered his invitation: "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding environment changed rapidly, and he instantly entered a cramped and dark coffin!
The walls of the coffin are all covered with boards that exude an old smell. A monk from Yanxi City, whose whole body is wrapped in armor, is lying in it with his eyes closed.
Although it was covered by armor, thick pus was still flowing out from the gaps in its armor.
The entire coffin was filled with a strong fishy smell.
The densely packed and vicious faces piled up crazily, already transcending the armor and appearing outside.
The faces were twisted and ferocious, and they all opened their mouths and let out sharp and harsh laughter: "Hehe...hehehe...hehe..."
The monk from Yanxi City lay motionless. He was enduring the erosion of the [Ten Thousand Souls Curse] at the moment and had not noticed anyone intruding yet.
Seeing that this trick was indeed effective, Pei Ling suddenly became energetic.
At the first inn, the system used this method to successfully break into the coffin of the monk from the Reincarnation Tower.
Of course, the situation now is not exactly the same as back then.
Because he hasn’t started arguing with this senior from Yanxi City yet!
However, the first door and the second door left behind by the "curse" helped him deceive the laws of this place!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately reached out and grabbed the Yanxi City monk's neck.
The next moment, a powerful and pure force poured into Pei Ling's body from the opponent's body. This was the opponent's destiny!
The monk from Yanxi City suddenly opened his eyes, and then saw a person who looked exactly like himself in the cramped coffin, strangling his neck!
A burst of terrifying aura suddenly erupted around him, "click", "click", he picked up the armor glove made of black iron and punched Pei Ling.
Hedao period!
Pei Ling frowned, and countless small and strange runes immediately appeared in his eyes, [Eternal Curse Magical Power]!
[The “method” of forgetting]!
The Yanxi City monk's aura immediately dropped, and his movements stagnated, but soon he returned to normal. His fists roared with the sound of wind and thunder, slightly distorting the void, and continued to attack Pei Ling with the force of a giant mountain.
In Pei Ling's eyes, the runes shuttled back and forth, intertwined and changed, and the Yanxi City monk's majestic hatred for the living was immediately absorbed in large quantities.
His aura increased rapidly, and in just a blink of an eye, he reached the late stage of recovery!
[Nightmare Magical Power]!
【Everlasting Regret Curse】!
boom!!!
The entire coffin shook violently, and the Yanxi City monk's punch rubbed Pei Ling's body and hit the coffin hard.
After narrowly dodging the punch, Pei Ling opened his mouth slightly, but before he could spit out the cold and grand word "curse", knives, spears, swords, and halberds instantly popped out from the Yanxi City monks' bodies, limbs, and even heads.
Spears... countless weapons!
Puff puff puff puff...
The snow blade was cold and sharp, and Pei Ling's body was instantly stabbed with holes. In the blood holes, blood flowed gurglingly, splattering all over the coffin.
The severe pain, as if being torn into pieces in an instant, was felt throughout the body.
Pei Ling's face turned pale for a while, but then, the weapons that had penetrated Pei Ling's body were all retracted along the trajectory of the ejection.
All the blood flowing out of it flowed backwards, the wound healed and disappeared, and the Yanxi City monk's fist also retreated backwards.
Everything instantly returned to the moment when Pei Ling just took action!
boom!!!
Pei Ling punched out, and wherever the punch struck, the space was slightly distorted.
The Yanxi City monks narrowly avoided it. At this moment, Pei Ling's whole body suddenly erupted with knives, spears, swords, halberds, spears... countless weapons!
It's exactly the same scene as before, but the roles played by both parties are strangely interchanged!
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The shielding chapter has been revised, and time is too tight, so I can only delete a lot of it. If there are new readers who have questions in the future, please help me explain after seeing it.
It’s the third update today.
Feel sorry.
Chapter completed!