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Pei Ling found that he was sitting in the seat where he had just entered the inn, and he had returned to his original appearance.

Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan and Huan Yunzhen were sitting at the table in front of them.

Darkness eroded from outside the door, quickly swallowing up the figures inside.

A series of peeping, coveting, malicious, greedy... eyes, hidden in the darkness, focused directly on Pei Ling.

"Tap, step, step..."

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and the man in black robe quickly walked out of the counter carrying a stoneware bowl and brought it to their table.

"Bata."

Four bowls of soul wine were placed on the table.

A hoarse and obscure voice, as if it had not spoken for a long time, said: "The rules of this place...knock on the door...hear the sound...don't...stay for half a month..."

The man in black robe was clearly standing beside the table, but his voice seemed to come from an extremely distant place, it was intermittently blurry and difficult to distinguish.

This is...the first illusion?

With his mind spinning, Pei Ling quickly came back to his senses. He immediately stretched out his hand and touched his back. His palm immediately touched the hilt of a sword that was as warm as jade.

When I picked up the sword hilt, I found that the texture on it was uneven. I could identify it carefully and found that it was the outline of some of the mountain peaks within the Han An Sword Sect.

Pei Ling suddenly felt certain that Wei Duanju's natal flying sword was still there, but the real Wei Duanju had been completely replaced by himself, so that he disappeared into thin air and ceased to exist!

Five illusions, solved a Hedao...

However, now that his identity is exposed, he can no longer use the identity of Wei Duanju.

Of course, Pei Ling now knows the general rules of this inn. Using similar methods, it is not difficult to solve the second Hedao and the third Hedao...

Even if the illusion continues like this, he can kill all the monks from all nine sects here!

The only thing that made him feel very wrong was his other self!

Although he had already killed that version of himself in the illusion just now, he still felt that there was something indescribably weird about this matter...

Thinking about this quickly in his mind, Pei Ling already picked up the wine bowl. The unique fragrance of soul wine penetrated his heart. He raised his head and drank it all without hesitation.

Then, without any hesitation, Pei Ling used [Five Ghosts Tianluo Escape] and escaped towards the back of the lobby.

In the darkness, a cold but very familiar voice sounded: "Ding!"

As if he had predicted it in advance, Pei Ling cast [Everlasting Regret Curse] and [Modao Qingxian] at the same time, and the aura around him suddenly surged a lot like a mountain torrent!

There was almost no pause in its speed, and in the blink of an eye, it broke free from the shackles of the voice and rushed out of the lobby!

In an instant, he had entered a dark, dead corridor.

There are many doors and windows on both sides of the corridor, and most of the rooms have the atmosphere of monks lingering in them.

After Pei Ling appeared here, he walked to the door of one of the rooms without delay. Like the other rooms, this room was silent and seemed uninhabited, but it exuded the unique aura of the Tiansheng Cult.

After he stood at the door, he immediately activated the "Secret Book of the Eclipse" and transformed into the appearance of the natural nun who attacked him before. Then, two portals rose above her head.

One is strange and majestic, the other is gorgeous and majestic.

The only thing that is the same is that they all exude the aura of great terror and disaster.

Pei Ling immediately raised his hand and knocked on the door. Without waiting for the voice inside to refuse, he quickly replied on his behalf: "Please come in!"

The surrounding scenery suddenly became strange and strange, and he had already entered the house!

But he saw the only bed in the empty room, with the curtains hanging low, and the female cultivator from Tiansheng Cult lying flat on the quilt, with black hair like clouds, flowing all over the pillow, her eyes were closed tightly, and she spoke in a sweet voice.

He said with a slight indifference: "No!"

It's a pity... the time is too short, and there is no time to use methods like [Maha Seyan Scroll] right now...

As his mind whirled, Pei Ling immediately cast out complex and mysterious spells one after another, and his whole body was gradually filled with substantial darkness.

This darkness is completely different from the darkness in the lobby. It looks thicker and thicker. As it spreads, whispers like countless people shouting in unison gradually come out, covering up the spiritual thoughts...

This is [Ming Tian’s Big Dream]!

Different from the operation of the previous system, he is now unable to perfectly control the power of the laws. He cannot directly use the laws to solve a Hedao like the system.

Therefore, he needs to use this magic!

Darkness surged, swallowing up the entire room in an instant.

In a dream.

The long corridor is dark and silent, with flying dust, old and confused, without any life.

A nun with a voluptuous figure and gorgeous clothes stood quietly on the corridor with her eyes closed.

She has a bright face, and her skin is as radiant as snow. A red forehead is surrounded by a waterfall of blue hair, and a water-red gem is embedded in the middle of her eyebrows. It is full of brilliance and brilliance. It contrasts with the peach blossom jade face, making her even more charming.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and patted the female cultivator on the shoulder.

The female nun'e frowned, but she neither opened her eyes nor turned her head. She still maintained her standing posture, motionless.

But the next moment, she felt that her life suddenly began to drain away rapidly!

Sensing that something was wrong, the female cultivator who was born to teach suddenly opened her eyes, only to see that it was dark, the corridor was long, the doors and windows on both sides were closed, and it was as quiet as death.

This is not her room!

She suddenly turned her head and saw a figure who looked and dressed the same as herself, standing not far behind her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, giving him a strange smile.

The female cultivator didn't hesitate at all, and her five fingers immediately turned into bloody claws, and she suddenly grabbed at the opponent.

brush……

The figure did not defend or dodge, and was instantly torn apart by the bloody claws, and then disappeared into nothingness.

But the next moment, the born nun felt another palm pat her on the shoulder from behind. Before she could make a move, the second, third, fourth... more and more palms came.

, carrying the coldness, put his arm around her shoulders.

The body of the born nun suddenly became extremely heavy, and her life began to drain away faster.

Something is very wrong!

The female cultivator's heart sank and she immediately fled towards her room.

His figure flashed and shot towards a room diagonally opposite.

In a blink of an eye, he reached the door, the light disappeared, and the figure of the female cultivator appeared, and she immediately pushed the door open and entered.

The moment she crossed the threshold, all the hands on her shoulders disappeared instantly, and the loss of life stopped abruptly!

The female nun who was born to teach secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but soon she frowned again.

The room in front of me is not at all the simple and spacious house with bare walls like those in the inn, but the main hall of a poor but well-furnished farmhouse.

Facing an earthen wall, there is an old nave. There is a long table below, where melons and fruits are offered, and a pair of candles are lit. Below that is a square table for eating. In addition, there are baskets, bamboo hats, coir raincoats, and hemp ropes...

The whole house is not very big, but it is filled with many things that mortals need for daily life. It can be said that it is well-organized and complete.

This...isn't an inn?

The female cultivator was slightly startled.

At this time, a "creak" sound suddenly came from behind him.

The door automatically opened without wind, and slowly opened. When the water-red gemstone raised its head, it reflected the brilliance of the moment, and a figure exactly like the natural godess came in!

"Bang."

The door is closed.

Then, when it was opened again, a second figure who looked exactly like the natural goddaughter walked into the room.

"Bang."

"Squeak."

"Bang."

"Squeak."

The sound of closing and opening the door kept sounding, and one after another the female nuns who were born to teach walked into the room.

Soon, the room was filled with countless nuns who were born to teach.

All the replicas of the natural female cultivators looked at the original figure in the center of the room with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!