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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Immortal.

Qingyao Mountain.

The breath of thunder fills this world.

The originally winding mountains and vast mist all disappeared.

Instead, there is an abyss filled with countless dust.

And the sound of water mixed with mud and sand collapsing.

Above the sky, the thunder ceased and the clouds of calamity dispersed.

The faint skylight slowly emerged.

The third tribulation is over!

In an instant, overwhelming demonic energy suddenly descended, and a huge palm pressed down like the sky was falling.

This time, the giant palm was faster and more powerful, and seemed to be prepared.

boom!!!

The void was cracked inch by inch, the earth was shaking violently, the sound of "clicking" and "clicking" could be heard endlessly, and the huge cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a spider web.

Geothermal springs, lava splashed out one after another, hot and cold intertwined, and smoke was rising.

The ashes repeatedly rushed into the sky, blocking the sky.

The sky is turbulent, and vortexes of void wind are born everywhere, which cannot be bridged for a long time.

Pei Ling lay covered in blood and bruised at the bottom of the abyss. The cold spring soaked his ears, and his blood fell into the cold and biting spring water, forming a gurgling pool of blood.

Among the criss-crossing wounds, white bones stood out.

One of his arms and half of his legs were missing. The broken area was scorched black, and the aura of a lightning strike was as strong as it was real.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough cough..." Pei Ling lay on his back, purple-black blood foam continuously flowing out of his seven orifices. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't help but started coughing violently.

With this movement, more and more bruises surged out from the corners of his mouth, and his whole aura was as weak as a candle in the wind.

However, high in the sky, the Demon Emperor paid no attention to the dying Pei Ling's intentions, and his terrifying divine thoughts once again swept across the entire Qingyao Mountain.

At the same time, the blockade that imprisoned the entire Qingyao Mountain also shrank once again.

Until this time, the seriously injured Pei Ling's body began to shatter and disappear like a bubble, and the weak power of law returned to the space between heaven and earth, leaving nothing in the place.

The scene just now seemed like an illusion.

This is not Pei Ling at all, it is just a replica of Pei Ling using his own rules.

It's just that compared to before, this replica has flesh and blood, life and death, but it is no longer any different from the real body!

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Qingyao Mountain.

A clearing between sunny mountains and forests.

A group of wolf monsters with blue-grey fur and snakes and snakes in their pupils were forming a circle, lowering their heads to gnaw on the corpse of a low-level monster that looked like a stag.

The terrifying spiritual thoughts swept across the entire world, but no abnormalities were detected. After a brief wandering, the spiritual thoughts disappeared.

The next moment, all the wolf monsters and the corpses of the deer monster on the ground turned into Pei Ling's appearance.

One of them, Pei Ling, vomited blood and quickly took out a handful of crystal-clear and round elixir and drank it.

This time it was exactly what he thought!

The third Dao Tribulation ended about an hour earlier than the second Dao Tribulation.

Although the Demon Emperor did not use any spells this time, he had obviously found a pattern.

His current strength is much stronger than the state during the first two Dao tribulations, but he was still almost killed by the opponent's blow!

However, he used system hosting to overcome the tribulation this time, so neither the thunder tribulation nor the inner demon tribulation caused any hindrance to him.

In this third inner demon tribulation, in addition to the two laws of "forgetting" and "rebellion", there is also the law of "publicity".

After successfully surviving the Taoist calamity, his understanding of the law of "publicity" has reached a whole new level!

Now, he can use the replica body to run the [Secret Book of the Eclipse] and take away the lives of other living beings!

The entire group of wolf monsters here just now has been occupied by him!

In addition, as long as there is a replica of him that is not dead, he will not really die!

He can exchange identities and positions with his replica at will!

He can become one of the replicas, or he can let one of the replicas become him!

Yes, this is the same as the previous "reverse". He has turned into the rule itself. As long as the rule exists, he will be immortal!

As his thoughts turned, Pei Ling managed to suppress his injuries. Immediately, with a thought, all the cloned bodies turned into the corpses of the wolf monsters and deer monsters just now.

Immediately, the main body stepped out and the figure disappeared.

But he went to other places in Qingyao Mountain.

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Over Qingyao Mountain, the calamity clouds have completely dispersed.

The clear blue sky reappeared, and the bright sunshine fell on the earth, illuminating a vibrant scene.

Thousands of mountains compete for beauty, and thousands of waters compete for beauty.

Countless birds and animals inhabit it and roam freely.

The new abyss is located in it. Compared with the majestic and majestic Qingyao Mountain, it is not conspicuous.

However, not long after, calamity clouds rose again in the sky.

The haze filled the sky, swallowing up the last bit of light from the sky in an instant.

The darkness returns to the earth, and the power of heaven shines like a sword hanging from the ceiling.

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Outside Qingyao Mountain.

In the mountain stream, the yin energy is a bit stronger than before, and in the deep green pool below, there are shadows of buildings flickering.

She seems to be a new born water ghost.

The Palace of Bones is suspended in mid-air, with symbols of civilization and death, evil thoughts, hatred, resentment, hatred... diffuse and lingering, like substance.

In the hall, Si Hongqingyan's dress is like blood, reflecting the snow-skinned appearance. Under the red dress, a pair of snow-white bare feet hang high on the edge of the throne. On the ankles, there is a pair of red gold bells. If you move them lightly, there will be a clear ringing sound.

The wide hall is like pearls falling on a jade plate, and it becomes more and more charming.

She lightly curled her orchid fingers, put away the magic formula, and the breath around her body was restrained into her body, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Under the long eyelashes like feather fans, the bright eyes are filled with a look of satisfaction.

Immortal magic is magic, and it really works!

However, after all, I have just successfully practiced it, and I am still very unskilled in using it.

In the past few days, she would practice once a day, but every time she would just stop it shortly after using it because of lack of magic power.

This made her very angry!

She just wanted to prove her innocence to her husband, intimidate Wenren Lingse from Yanxi City, teach the empress of Liuhu Dynasty a lesson, and let Su Zhentian headmaster Cen Fangwo have a taste of what it's like to be a cauldron...that's all!

Thinking of this, Si Hongqingyan immediately took out a special transmission note. After activating it, a maid's respectful voice came from inside: "Sect Master, what are your orders?"

Si Hongqingyan's pretty face sank slightly, and she said coldly: "Have you found out the whereabouts of that evil beast Pei Ling?"

The maid was trembling: "I'm sorry, my lord, no... no..."

Si Hongqingyan snorted coldly, and then asked: "Su Lijing, what's going on recently?"

The voice in the transmission notes became more and more frightened, and he said cautiously: "Reporting to the sect leader, Su Lijing left seclusion a few days ago, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Hedao."
Chapter completed!
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