Chapter 1091 From Life to Death. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

After the bead curtain.

Pei Ling still maintained the image of the faceless immortal, sitting cross-legged in the shrine.

In his body, more and more spell power surged in, stronger and stronger, and soon, it exceeded the limit that his body could bear.

The mantra seems to be endless, and it is still pouring into his body continuously. Even, in addition to mantra power, there are also pure and majestic hatred, pure and powerful resentment, innumerable fate and mighty power of law...

boom! ! !

The next moment, the god statue that Pei Ling had disguised exploded, and instantly exploded into a cloud of dust.

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dark.

I can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, and I can't feel the passage of time.

Pei Ling felt that he had lost all his strength, and was falling and falling again and again in an empty, empty nothingness...

Scenes of memories from the past flashed before his eyes like fleeting shadows...

Eighteen years of painstaking practice, the system was finally activated, but accidents happened immediately, fierce battle with Wu Tingxi, the crisis of life and death, he was lucky to win; just entered Chongming sect, killed three fellow sects at night, and while fleeing desperately, fell into the wolf's den again; Luoshan City The party, after several life and death, breathed a sigh of relief, and by coincidence, they stepped into the dangerous place of Han's Villa, and since then opened the origin with the inheritance of the "curse".

Afterwards, Huaiyinfeng won three battles and three victories in the Outer Sect Grand Competition. Ruoxiufeng won the limelight, and finally became famous in the first battle in Jing Zhongtian, and has since entered the eyes of the upper echelons of Chongmingzong...

Afterwards, build the foundation by practicing qi against the attack, plan to destroy the cursed ghosts, and build the foundation of the way of heaven. At that time, Luquan City was destroyed, hometown no longer existed, and old friends were withered. From then on, he bid farewell to the mundane world and pursued the Dao wholeheartedly.

He also traveled to the imperial dynasty, and after experiencing many twists and turns, he entered the "Little Free Heaven" to form alchemy.

Tianwai Island won the battle for Dao again, got the inheritance of the "curse", and once again consolidated the Dao foundation for the future.

Originally thought that the path of the Holy Son has been smooth since then.

However, things are unpredictable, on the eve of the grand ceremony, the suzerain's wife was mistakenly made into a cauldron, and had to leave the sect hastily and wander around the world.

The sorrow of Lishu in Miaocheng, the treachery of Xiwu School, the madness of Yongye Desert, the brief peace and shock of Dueryuan... and the difficulty of fighting Su Lijing's incarnation...

The faces of senior sister Li Lieyue and Tianji Yan Minghua suddenly appeared, and Pei Ling's consciousness gradually began to blur. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said: "Wait for me to come back."

But soon, both Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua faded away.

The darkness was like a tide, obliterating everything about him.

Body, cultivation, consciousness, memory...

Pei Ling seemed to be a portrait that had been wiped, gradually fading, and finally turned into a faint shadow, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

But at this time, the promise he made with his own mouth kept coming to mind. Gradually, this promise became more and more vivid in his mind. From the initial slush claws, it turned into an unforgettable obsession!

"wait me back……"

"wait me back."

"wait me back!"

He no longer remembers who he promised to, and he doesn't know where he wants to go back, but this extremely strong obsession has always maintained his last bit of consciousness, supporting him not to completely disappear in this nothingness.

It seemed that after an incomparably long period of time, Pei Ling's consciousness gradually settled down. He suddenly saw a figure, dressed in commoner clothes, with long hair loose, wearing straw sandals, with his back turned to him, and a big man with fluttering sleeves in front of him. walk.

Unknowingly, Pei Ling followed behind the other party in a daze, walking the path the other party walked step by step.

In the emptiness where up, down, left, and right cannot be distinguished, and the time cannot be discerned, the footprints of the two meander all the way, without knowing where they came from or where they are going.

Pei Ling followed closely behind the civilian figure, and walked for a long time, as if thousands of years had passed. He didn't know why he did this, nor how long he would continue to walk, so he just moved subconsciously.

Suddenly, a huge portal appeared in front of the two of them!

That gate was built between two skull mountains piled up with thousands of skulls. On the top of the hills, there stood a towering half-squatting skeleton on each of them. They seemed to be two towering peaks, unbelievably tall.

On the shoulders of dozens of skulls, there is a Minglou archway with three rooms and five pillars. The engraving and engraving of Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, filled with strange ghosts, countless eyes flickering, majestic, just like the essence.

On the main ridge of the archway, there is also a huge mountain-like skull. The hollow eye sockets are condensed with deep and incomparable darkness, which is cold and unpredictable, quietly looking into the distance.

The civilian figure kept walking, and stopped when he reached the door.

Pei Ling continued to walk forward, and the distance between the two sides became closer and closer... Finally, he took a step forward and bumped into the civilian figure.

However, when touching the civilian figure, there is no touch, as if it is just a phantom.

When Pei Ling stood at the same position as the opponent, the figures of the two sides gradually merged...

Pei Ling woke up all of a sudden, somehow, he seemed to know the path he was going to take next.

Without the slightest hesitation, Pei Ling continued to walk forward, and he directly passed through this extremely majestic portal.

The moment he walked through the gate, the entire gate turned into a cloud of black smoke and suddenly rushed into his body.

Without stopping, Pei Ling continued to move forward.

In the nothingness ahead, a mud house gradually emerged.

The soil wall mixed with grass clippings, the golden thatched roof, the dark moss, and the melon seedlings drooping. The window grilles have faded, and on the simple wooden door, the word "Fu" is big and upside down, but it is still clear.

This is the earth house of the "people".

Pei Ling didn't pause, and walked straight into the earthen house.

The next moment, the earth house shook slightly, and it also turned into a jet of black smoke, sinking into his body.

Everything returned to nothingness in all directions, and Pei Ling continued to walk forward.

Soon after, an elegant wooden pavilion appeared.

Its tea flags flutter, half old and not new, hanging down on the railing.

Pei Ling stepped forward and walked into the tea house.

In the tea house, Mo Lilan, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him...

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Xiao Family Ancestral Hall.

The candlelight in the palace lantern was like a restless living thing, tearing violently, and the surrounding lights and shadows made people feel ominous.

Xiao Shou fell to the ground, dying.

The wound of his sacrifice this time has not healed, and the blood in the wound is flowing more and more, and has soaked the floor tiles under him.

Its aura is weakening rapidly, and it is almost unable to hold on.

After "Yu" struggled with the pink bride for a while, he finally put on the mask.

The two gasped for breath, and after a while, the pink bride said in a slightly hurried breath: "After nightfall, it will be beneficial to us, but there are too few clues so far, so it still won't work!"

"Yu" nodded slightly, without a mask blocking them, the moment they saw the altar, their destiny would be dominated by the Xiao family, so there was no problem in offering sacrifices like this, but they couldn't continue to follow the plan!

Gathering his mind, "Yu" said in a deep voice, "I have to refine the fate that does not belong to us."

The pink bride frowned and nodded, and was about to say something, when behind the bead curtain, there was an earth-shattering loud noise!

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