"Little Zi Zi Tian".

Valley center.

Dense vines stretched across the forest, and the light under the forest was dim.

However, this darkness cannot block the monk's vision at all.

At the center of countless vines is a woman with a beautiful face and a delicate temperament.

Mo Lilan's eyes were closed tightly, and she was suspended in the air surrounded by many vines. Her long black hair was scattered like a waterfall. Against the rich emerald green, her waist was so fair that it was dazzling, but it also looked a bit bleak and clear, with a hint of beauty.

Inexplicably weird.

Below her, Pei Ling was sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing on his own. Next to him, the [Evil-Destroying Flag] was slowly fluttering, and the spirit of the flag disappeared behind the flag.

On a piece of furry grass not far away, there is a medicinal opium lying flat, its long eyelashes drooping, slowly moving like butterfly wings with the rhythm of breathing, and its snow-white skin glows like pearls.

Her eyebrows and eyes are as delicate as a picture scroll, and she is sleeping quietly. The long silver-white hair scattered on the back of her head is like the cut off moonlight, which becomes brighter and brighter in the darkness.

Pei Ling practiced for a while and adjusted his condition to the best.

At this time, he suddenly stopped, and then took out two pills from the storage bag. The left one was the Youji life-soothing pill; the right one was the Youji detoxification pill that had just been refined.

It will take some time for Master Yao Qingying to wake up.

Before that, he could just test the effect of the Quiet Detox Pill.

This is a detoxification pill collected by the system. Under normal circumstances, it is unlikely to cause problems. But just in case, he still needs to test it in advance.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling directly swallowed the Silence Suppressing Pill.

When the elixir entered his mouth, a cold, icy, lifeless breath suddenly burst out in his throat.

Immediately afterwards, a cold feeling spread throughout his body in an instant.

As if he was falling into an ice cellar, there was a strange force that quickly eroded his senses and muscles, seeming to make him as stiff as a puppet, making it difficult for him to move.

However, Pei Ling's cultivation has now reached the middle stage of becoming a god. Although the effect of the Quiet Suppressing Pill is overbearing and strange, for him, apart from feeling very uncomfortable at this moment, his cultivation strength has not been greatly affected.

influence.

He could feel that as long as he wanted to, he could directly use his cultivation in the transformation stage to force the poison out of his body at any time, and that rigid force would be completely defeated with a single thought.

After waiting for a moment and confirming that the poison pill had completely spread, Pei Ling immediately took the Quiet Antidote Pill.

The entrance of the Antidote Pill is the opposite of the Poison Pill. The medicinal power contains a fiery aura, like a ball of fire. It burns from the tip of the tongue into the belly. Its medicinal properties are even more domineering than the Poison Pill. Soon

, began to quickly neutralize the power of the poisonous elixir. And the feeling of rigidity that had been trying to spread seemed to be burned by this flame.

Feeling this change, Pei Ling immediately nodded secretly.

Jin Sumian is indeed a talented female alchemist. Her talent in alchemy is one of the best in a million! It can be said that she is second only to herself.

If I had not participated in the alchemy ceremony last time, maybe the other party would also have the opportunity to inherit the inheritance of the alchemy ancestor...

Thinking of this, mana circulated around his body, speeding up the spread of the detoxifying pill's power.

After a while, all the poison in Pei Ling's body was removed.

That rigid force also quietly disappeared.

He was completely relieved, and then he looked up at his master, Yao Qingying, and saw that he was still sleeping, so he continued to practice.

Since he didn't know when his master would wake up, Pei Ling didn't dare to use the system hosting directly. Although the [Pulling Evil Flag] could interrupt the system hosting, as soon as the master woke up, [Peeling the Evil Flag] would attack him. Master

What should I do to protect myself in turn?

At that time, as long as the systematic cultivation is not interrupted in time, he will not be able to explain the situation to the master. It will not be good if he continues to practice for several days and the master continues to sleep.

At this time, majestic nutrients continued to pour into the body of the incarnation. Mo Lilan's long hair danced in the wind, and the aura around him climbed steadily, getting stronger and stronger, as if it was a famous sword that was slowing down.

Unsheath slowly.

After noticing the changes in the avatar's aura, Pei Ling felt very satisfied. If he continued to instill it at this rate, it would not be long before he reached the limit that his avatar could bear.

At that time, if he takes the avatar back to his body and swallows all the power absorbed by the avatar, his cultivation level will definitely be greatly improved...

While thinking about this, the nutrients poured into the body of the incarnation suddenly began to drain away quickly!

And the aura that was extremely strong and overwhelming just now also weakened in an instant.

Pei Ling was stunned for a moment, what happened?

Before he could figure out the situation, the vines wrapped around Mo Lilan poured a large amount of pure and vast nutrients into the body of the incarnation.

The aura of the incarnation suddenly surged again.

However, almost in the next moment, the nutrients in the body of the incarnation suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where they went...

After repeating this process several times, Pei Ling suddenly became suspicious. The avatar couldn't absorb the nutrients from the vines?

He suddenly lost all thoughts of practicing, stood up, stepped on the crisscrossing vines, flew to the avatar's side, and began to carefully check its status.

At this moment, Yao Qingying, who was lying on the grass below, suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment she woke up, the endless white clouds above the entire "Small Freedom Sky" disappeared in an instant.

The golden light in the sky is like the sunrise, majestic and gentle.

Herbs bloom, all things revive, streams and rivers begin to flow, amidst the sound of gurgling water, ponds ripple, aquatic animals leap, birds soar, animals gallop...

Vast vitality flourishes in every inch of land.

The small world seemed to come alive all of a sudden.

Pei Ling immediately noticed something and turned to look at Yao Qingyue. The next moment, he flew down and saluted respectfully: "Disciple, Pei Ling, pay homage to the master!"

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Eternal night in the desert.

Nine pillars stand tall, and the blood-colored coffin is suspended in mid-air.

The surrounding darkness is like a tide, and the whispers have turned into rumbling roars, as if the rapid and hateful howls of countless creatures are mixed together, corroding every creature that sets foot here.

"Crash"...

Amidst the heart-wrenching sound of the chains being tightened, a rotten human head as big as a mountain hung between nine pillars. Thick black blood flowed from the broken neck, dripping continuously onto the bloody coffin below.

Wherever he went, the blood-colored coffin was suddenly stained with black spots, and emitted odors such as corrosion, mildew, stench, etc.

At the same time, countless hair-thin threads stretched out from the ground, wrapping around the entire coffin like a thread, pulling it down to the ground.

Blue-black claws appeared strangely in the void, tightly hugging the blood-colored coffin and sealing the gap that had been moved.

And beside the nine pillars, there were several towering soul shadows floating in the sky. They were gray in color, with the heads of birds and human bodies, and wings on their backs. The blood in their eyes was rich, and their auras were vast and terrifying. They stretched out their huge palms and grasped the sky that sealed the coffin.

The robbery chain, working with the silk thread, dragged the bloody coffin into the ground.

All this power is to seal the coffin back underground again.

The four founders of Wushi Villa, Reincarnation Tower, Tiansheng Sect, and Chongming Sect still occupy their respective positions and stand in the air.

The four people were surrounded by a majestic and turbulent momentum, like a turbulent sea. The extremely shocking and terrifying pressure made the entire Evernight Desert, except for the consistent Evernight whisper, not the slightest rustle.
Chapter completed!