Pei Ling immediately calmed down and said with the same cold voice, "Reverse!"

He bent down halfway and suddenly stood upright again.

The monks of the Liuli Dynasty were also affected by the law of reversal. Their bodies moved involuntarily, but in the end they only froze slightly, and then quickly stretched out a finger and pointed towards Pei Ling.

Whoosh!

A bunch of red and black flames ignited from the void, and the spark instantly turned into a gorgeous and fierce fire phoenix, screaming towards Pei Ling...

The fire phoenix has a light and vigorous posture, but its body is extremely huge. Its wings spread across the sky, seeming to cover the entire sky. Its entire body is covered with red and black feathers of different shades. The feathers on its head are as bright as the morning sun, and its eyes are full of substance.

Like flames, sharp claws soaring

When flying, it collected its feathers, and only the tips of its sharp claws shone with cold light. Behind it were several long and gorgeous tail feathers. Wherever it passed, the void was twisted, and the cold and hot breath intertwined and dispersed. Fire wings swept through the air, silently.

It has no interest, but it has the potential to burn up everything.

Pei Ling said in a cold voice: "Curse!"

The fire phoenix, which was still in mid-air, immediately had a festering look on its body. Resentful and twisted human faces began to emerge from the wounds, but these faces were not yet fully formed. The fire phoenix flashed around its body, and then

It has been completely burned!

The flames were like waves falling into the sea, and were once again absorbed into the fire phoenix's body.

boom!!!

There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and half of the corridor instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The houses on both sides of the corridor, as well as the doors, were indifferent and did not suffer any damage.

As the fire light shot into the sky, Pei Ling's figure appeared not far away from the monks of the Liuhu Dynasty, but at the critical moment, he used [Five Ghosts and Heavenly Escape] to avoid the opponent's spell.

Although the fire phoenix's attack just now was loud and powerful, Pei Ling felt extremely calm in his heart.

Just like the battle with the monks from Yanxi City just now, he doesn't need to defeat the Dynasty Hedao in front of him head-on. He just needs to wait for a while and wait for the opponent's fate to be absorbed by him, and he will definitely win!

Thinking of this, in Pei Ling's eyes, small and strange runes rose and intertwined, [Nightmare Divine Power]!

Suddenly, the hatred that the monks of the Liuhu Dynasty had for the living poured out of Pei Ling's body like a flood.

Pei Ling's aura suddenly strengthened, [Curse of Everlasting Regret]!

At this time, the blood marks on the neck of the monk from the Liuhu Dynasty expanded faster, and his life was still draining away at a surging pace.

The monks of the Liuhu Dynasty quickly cast a complicated spell, and the shadow of a huge seal slowly emerged in the air, pressing down on Pei Ling with a majestic and heavy force.

In this big seal, the aura is calm and simple, as if it is a small world, carrying the habitat and years of countless living beings. Its momentum is majestic, and there is an overbearing feeling that is self-centered, urging the bearer to quickly kneel down and surrender!

Pei Ling held the Nine Soul Sword in his hand and slashed hard at the phantom of the big seal.

The blood-colored sword energy shot through the air like lightning and collided head-on with the phantom.

boom!!!

There was a deafening loud noise, and the phantom of the big seal shattered. At the same time, Pei Ling was also shaken and flew backwards.

Pei Ling quickly stabilized his body, turned over and landed on the ground, turned his head, and saw countless runes rising alternately in his eyes, his eyes brightened, [Eternal Curse Magical Power]!

[The “method” of forgetting]!

Swish, brush, brush...

In an instant, Pei Ling slashed out thousands of sword qi, and the blood light exploded and spread all over the sky, just like the blood-stained sky at sunset. Each sword qi was condensed like a thread, and its power was terrifying.

The aura of the monk from the Lucur Dynasty immediately became weaker. At the same time, his body stiffened slightly, as if he had forgotten what to do next.

But soon, he came to his senses, and with a flick of his sleeves, raging flames emerged out of thin air, like a sea current, filling the entire corridor at the snap of a finger. The fire illuminated the night and shot straight into the sky.

Boom boom boom boom…

The two sides immediately started a battle, with the sound of piercing clouds and cracking rocks rolling incessantly, swords and flames rising alternately, sometimes chilling to the bone, sometimes unbearably hot; sometimes swords split open the sea of ​​​​fire, sometimes angry flames burned everything...

The entire post was shaking uncontrollably, and there were "crunching", "crunching", "crunching" sounds from everywhere, as if it was unbearable, but in addition, it was not affected at all. The door frames and window lattice were as old as ever, without any burning or long swords.

traces of.

After a while, the movement gradually stopped.

The originally empty corridor was now half filled with flames and half filled with sword intent.

Pei Ling stood steadily, half of his body had been turned into charcoal, but under the influence of the remaining medicinal power of Tianshang Tears, this part of his body was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not far across from him, the body of the monk from the Liuhu Dynasty was almost transparent, the blood marks on his neck had expanded into blood circles, and a whole section of his neck had been eroded away.

If he hadn't held his head firmly with both hands, he would have been unable to keep his head on his neck and prevent it from rolling to the ground.

Pei Ling held the Nine Soul Sword in his hand and stared closely at the monks of the Liuhu Dynasty. He was about to win!

The other party can't last long!

At this time, the monk from the Liuhu Dynasty asked in a low voice: "Junior...which sect's genius are you?"

"I...have something...that I want...to ask you to bring back...to the Zhongkui royal family..."

The same question as the monk from Yanxi City just now, w. the same request...

It seems that even these righteous monks who have retained their reason can only regain a trace of their former Taoist heart when they are about to die.

So, Pei Ling replied: "The Holy Son of Chongming Sect, Pei Ling."

After saying this, he then asked, "What do you want me to bring?"

As soon as he finished asking, Pei Ling suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Part of the fate that had submerged in his body suddenly began to flow back into the body of the monks from the Liuli Dynasty!

“Knock and don’t answer”… He violated this rule!

It's just that the monks from the Liuhu Dynasty are clearly not knocking on the door!

At this moment, the blood mark on the neck of the monk from the Liuli Dynasty suddenly stopped expanding. Although his aura was not as good as the previous peak, he did not continue to weaken.

The monk from the Liuhu Dynasty suddenly said in a majestic voice: "Guard you!"

In the void, several armored arms immediately stretched out, holding the heads of the monks from the Liuhu Dynasty and fixing them on their necks to prevent their heads from falling to the ground.

The monks from the Luculean Dynasty regained their hands and continued: "Drumming!"

In the spacious and quiet corridor, the exciting sound of drums suddenly sounded.

The sound of the drums rolls like thunder, fast and fierce, as if urging thousands of troops to gallop out and trample the enemy troops into ashes.

Amidst the sound of drums, the aura of the monks from the Liuli Dynasty rose rapidly, suddenly breaking through the suppression of the [Eternal Curse Magical Power].

The imperial monk spoke again, with a grand voice: "Behead!"
Chapter completed!