Chapter 85: Heavy Dreams.
After the words fell, the aura around Pei Ling changed, as if he was being lifted up infinitely. In the dark, he was the disaster, he was the way of heaven, and he was the sky!
In the void outside the territory, the calamity clouds that had not completely dispersed suddenly condensed again.
The huge cloud ball is like a star that failed to be born, regaining strength and brewing again.
Thick clouds surged in, and with the roar of thunder, they continued to collapse towards the center.
The majestic power of heaven has arrived!
The fifty-first Dao catastrophe is coming directly!
Pei Ling immediately thought silently in his heart: "System, I want to practice. One-click hosting [The world of mortals, fear me as the sky]..."
"Ding dong! The intelligent cultivation system is here to serve you wholeheartedly! One-click hosting, intelligent upgrade! Start hosting cultivation now. Please note: During cultivation, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."
boom!!!
The mighty thunder suddenly fell.
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Eternal night in the desert.
The darkness is like a tide, and the whispers are dense.
Towering nine pillars stand in the desert, while thunder rolls, and electric light pierces the darkness, illuminating countless desolations.
On the ground between the nine pillars, the seal that was originally made of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and complicated runes was completely broken.
Accompanied by a "crash" sound like a flood, the densely packed chains continued to shake, pulling at the blood-colored coffin suspended in mid-air.
The thunder continued continuously, and the purple-green electric light quickly fell along the chains and poured into the blood-colored coffin.
The coffin was shaking wildly, as if trembling and struggling.
In the darkness, the sound of the chains rubbing against each other was sharp and harsh, making one's heart palpitate.
A perfect figure stands under one of the white pillars.
His eyes were closed tightly, his hands were folded into his sleeves, and he remained motionless.
Suddenly, the immortal opened his eyes suddenly.
The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine levels of nightmare are finally out!
This time, he was secretly attacked by the Fallen Immortal. He lost the initiative and almost got into the opponent's way!
The immortal raised his head and looked at the bloody coffin that was still trying to rise in mid-air, and said in a cold voice: "You have no chance!"
"Your seal has not been completely broken."
"No matter how strong I was, it was all in vain!"
"Now, I want to seal you again."
After saying this, he immediately produced a mysterious magic formula.
The aura of the immortal suddenly became extremely high and far away, as if there was great power, great majesty, and great punishment coming from somewhere in the dark world. It merged with it and seemed to have the power to judge all people and all things.
In the darkness, thousands of ancient runes appeared in the blink of an eye.
Every rune contains the power to destroy the world, just like the most primitive rules of the world.
"Hehehehe..."
The blood-colored coffin suddenly stopped shaking, and a cold laughter sounded from inside the coffin.
At first, this laughter was full of disdain and arrogance, but gradually, the laughter turned into a torrential demonic sound, quickly overlapping with the whispers of the eternal night all around, like the hysterical pleas of billions of creatures, filled with despair, anger, resentment...
The power of corruption, distortion, and chaos.
As the laughter surged, the surrounding scene changed drastically.
The dark and desolate Evernight Desert suddenly turned into the Immortal Killing Platform.
The runes that the Immortal had just summoned turned into twisted and vicious grimaces one after another. The grimaces opened their mouths, curled their lips, and laughed exactly like those in the coffin.
"Hehehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
The laughter was overwhelming, shaking the immortal platform, and countless runes lit up, instantly turning into heavy shackles, locking the immortal's limbs.
In the void above his head, a huge sharp blade suddenly condensed, sharper than snow, and slashed hard at the immortal's neck!
The immortal's expression changed, and he was still in a dream!
This is the ten thousandth level of dreamland!
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Chaos and confusion.
Pei Ling opened his eyes and looked into the empty void. He was so confused at the moment that he couldn't think of anything, not even who he was or what his name was. Strong sleepiness surged into his heart, making him want to fall asleep immediately.
"Ding dong! It has been detected that the host is going through the inner demon tribulation..."
"Ding Dong! Intelligent Cultivation System 7.0 [Xianlu Official Version] will start to conduct [Inner Demon Analysis] for you..."
"Ding dong! The inner demon is being analyzed..."
When the beep sounded, Pei Ling's eyes quickly closed.
When he opened it again, he saw a pair of pure white eyes, and the aura around him immediately surged.
Experiencing the same scene again, Pei Ling's eyes were calm.
Pei Xianyou came to lift the seal for her again!
Although the timing was very inappropriate and prevented her from taking action against the loose immortal, but...
The last time Pei Xianyou forcibly controlled her, he also took over her original dream. Therefore, after Pei Xianyou broke the seal for her, she returned to the Evernight Desert and found that the Sanxian could not get rid of her original dream at all.
Escape from it!
Yes, Pei Xianyou seems to have chosen the wrong time, but in fact, the other party has arranged everything!
In this situation, she just needs to wait quietly without worrying about the problems on her side.
When Pei Xianyou further breaks the seal this time, her power will become stronger.
And that Loose Immortal has even less chance of winning!
As long as she continues like this, the seal on her side will be unlocked step by step.
That loose immortal from the lower realm will definitely die!
Pei Xianyou did not disappoint her at all!
Just as he was thinking about it, Pei Ling's figure quietly changed, and in the blink of an eye he was dressed in a fiery red dress, with long hair in high buns, decorated with red gold, and a tulle fan appeared in his hand.
At this moment, her eyebrows are graceful, her beauty is beautiful, and her lips are as bright as blood. Even through the gauze of the fan, she is still gorgeous and looks more charming.
It is Si Hongqingyan!
At the same time, the surrounding scene changed drastically.
The chaotic void turned into a spacious and gorgeous hall, which was magnificent and magnificent.
"Si Hong Qingyan" sits high on the throne, with gauze curtains hanging down on both sides, and jade hooks are used to separate the painting pillars.
Below, near the door, is a ten-foot-high crocodile silk screen.
Behind the screen, there were numerous silhouettes, and it seemed like there were quite a few people standing.
Soon, a figure in black clothes turned out of the screen and ran straight to Danqi.
"Si Hong Qingyan" said nothing and slashed down with a bloody sword energy.
boom!!!
Pei Ling was cut into pieces on the spot and lost all breath.
The sword energy remained unabated, instantly cutting the screen into ashes. The eight true traditions behind the screen also died on the spot!
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Yousu Tomb.
Teahouse.
The thin white mist dispersed, the cold vegetation grew quietly, and the gloomy air was thick.
Si Hongqingyan sat in the training room. In the void in front of him, there was a primitive body that had no life left floating in it.
This prehistoric body was originally extremely tall, but at this moment, under the confinement of the magic, it remained huge without breaking the size of this small building, and a violent and ancient aura continued to escape from its body.
Her red sleeves were fluttering, Si Hongqingyan's eyes were burning, and the magic formula in her hand was constantly changing. As she activated the secret method, an extremely mysterious power slowly rose from the ancient body, turning into an invisible smoke and heading towards
Chapter completed!