Chapter 1202 Deja Vu. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Pei Ling frowned, and immediately knew that there were too many He Dao members in the hall. In the short few breaths of effort just now, Su Xirou not only tried her best, but also paid a very tragic price to rescue him from the illusion. .

If Su Xirou is like this, then Meng Hongxuan and Huan Yun really...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's heart sank, but he quickly restrained his emotions, immediately picked up Su Xirou, and fled to an empty room.

"Squeak."

It seems that there has been no guest for a long time, and the fan is pushed away.

Amidst the stale dust, Pei Ling walked quickly with Su Xirou in his arms.

As soon as he stepped into the door, the lights of the entire station flickered and went out in an instant.

From the outside, it looks like a gigantic monster crouching by the side, swallowing it completely in one bite.

Handprints, large and small, appeared on the door of the room, densely packed, dotted all over, covering the whole fan in an instant, as if looking for any place to enter.

Everything is exactly the same as in the previous illusion.

The room was spacious and simple, except for a bed, there was nothing else.

Pei Ling quickly put Su Xirou on the bed, and then pulled up the curtain, and when the old curtain fell with decaying dust, he also quickly got on the bed and lay down next to her.

The eyes just closed, "Boom, boom, boom."

There was already a crisp knock on the door!

Pei Ling didn't respond, but his muscles were tense and he was on high alert, always guarding against the scene in the illusion just now would actually happen.

Soon, the knocking on the door stopped.

The surroundings returned to silence, a dead silence.

The next moment, Pei Ling suddenly felt a sharp cutting pain in his abdomen.

Startled in his heart, he immediately opened his eyes, only to see an old tent, surrounded by emptiness, not a coffin, but the house he saw when he closed his eyes.

The sword cultivator in the illusion did not appear before, but "Su Xirou" who was lying next to him made the move!

At this moment, "Su Xirou"'s entire right hand has pierced into his abdomen like a long knife!

Pei Ling felt that her destiny was flowing into "Su Xirou" along the opponent's arm.

He looked at the nun in front of him with cold eyes, and asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

"Su Xirou" didn't reply, but her face began to change rapidly, and soon turned into a monk with a charming figure, gorgeous appearance, and cool clothes!

Its breath is coquettish and unrestrained, and the slightly sweet peach blossom fragrance exudes from the neck. It is a natural female nun who has never met before!

The female cultivator stretched out her other hand and instantly grabbed Pei Ling's throat. The strength was so great that it seemed to break Pei Ling's neck!

The breath of Pei Ling's body changed, and he used [End Dao Quen Xian] again. In the dark, his life essence burned violently, his cultivation base skyrocketed in an instant, and he broke into He Dao in an instant.

In his eyes, the runes were floating and changing, and the light in his eyes was dark, [Nightmare Divine Ability] had been activated, frantically absorbing hatred from all directions, and the breath of the Dao stage rose again, [Curse of Everlasting Hate]!

Pei Ling opened her mouth, her voice was cold and loud: "Ni!"

The natural godmother immediately withdrew her hand holding his neck, and then withdrew her other hand that pierced his abdomen.

The purple-blue bruise on Pei Ling's throat that was pinched out quickly faded away, and the wound on her abdomen also quickly healed.

However, just after recovering from the abdominal injury, the effect of Pei Ling's [End of Life] immediately decreased as his vitality increased. Just as he stretched out his hand and stabbed the female cultivator's abdomen, the female cultivator broke free from Pei Ling's reversal in an instant. Fa, two palms towards it.

The law was broken, Pei Ling immediately changed his move, and blasted at the opponent with both palms.

boom! ! !

The four palms intersected, and the two of them felt a huge force at the same time, and they both flew upside down from the couch!

Pei Ling turned into a shadow, erratic like a ghost, and returned to his original shape after landing. Just as he stood still, a tyrannical force swept from behind him.

He was about to defend, when a cold but very familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Be sure!"

Pei Ling's body suddenly seemed to be tightly held down by a powerful force, and he could no longer move.

In the room, monks of the Taoist period suddenly appeared, all looking at Pei Ling with malice, the corners of their eyes and brows were filled with hatred that almost wanted to condense into substance.

Pei Ling's complexion changed, and he immediately knew that he had fallen into an illusion again!

These Daoist monks did not hesitate and acted immediately.

The brilliance of the spells lit up in unison, as if a golden crow had risen in the room.

The terrifying power is surging, and it has not yet fully bloomed, and the slightest breath revealed has the potential to destroy the world, which makes people feel palpitating.

The mana in Pei Ling's body surged crazily, desperately hitting the restraints of his body.

At this moment, an arm as bright as a snowy moon grabbed Pei Ling's left wrist, and then pulled it violently!

Pei Ling suddenly felt that she was pulled into a dark and cold deep water again.

All the spells that bombarded him, all the monks from the nine sects, including the entire room, disappeared.

A crisp and sweet voice rang in his ears: "Wake up!"

Pei Ling felt herself being pulled out of the water, and suddenly regained consciousness from her dazed expression.

But seeing the darkness roaring from all around, he was sitting in the spacious lobby, holding a rough clay bowl in his hand, the figures swallowed up in the distance were vague and vague, but they still seemed to be throwing at him. Sights, all kinds of malice and hatred flooded in like overwhelming.

A snowy moon-like arm stretched out from the colorful sleeves, grabbing Pei Ling's left wrist, similar to Su Xirou just now, Meng Hongxuan was in the dark and could not see clearly.

Pei Ling quickly checked his condition. His whole body was full of stab wounds, and the wounds were full of stab wounds, and the blood was still flowing slowly.

And all around, the sound of fighting skills suddenly and violently, the brilliance burst out, and the swords and swords blared together.

His face darkened. Everything just now, including the scene where Su Xirou saved herself, was all an illusion? !

Before he could think about it, Pei Ling immediately took out a large handful of healing pills and swallowed them.

As soon as the medicinal power melted, Meng Hongxuan immediately said via voice transmission: "Follow me!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Pei Ling's wrist and quickly fled backwards.

Pei Ling frowned, and immediately said via voice transmission: "Senior Su and Senior Huan are still here..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Hongxuan replied bluntly: "Su Xirou is a witch of the devil's way. She has perverted the law and owed a lot of blood. Death is not a pity!"

"Huan Yun is really the same as me. He has already died once, and he won't care about dying again!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure in a gray robe suddenly appeared in the darkness ahead, with a haggard face and a dull expression, holding a glazed pagoda, blocking their way!

Reincarnation tower monk!

The other party did not hesitate at all, and immediately raised the glazed pagoda.

The body of the glazed pagoda emits thousands of brilliance, and countless runes rise up to form a huge rune, which is shaped like two fishes with their heads attached to each other, one red and one white, simple and mysterious.

The Pisces spun and chased endlessly, enveloped in majestic power.

Meng Hongxuan held the orchid in her hand, changing countless magic formulas between her fingers, her whole body immediately turned into a flawless jade, shining brightly, crystal clear, and stretching out from behind her were bright and clear lines like snow and moon. There are many jade arms, hundreds of them.

Thousands of hands are slender and bright, like lotus or orchid, blooming slowly, containing a holy breath.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

The huge rune hit by the cultivator of the Tower of Reincarnation was instantly shattered, and Meng Hongxuan's Thousand Hands continued to fall towards the opponent.

Seeing this, the cultivator of the Tower of Reincarnation quickly retreated to avoid his attack.

Meng Hongxuan's speed suddenly increased, but she had no intention of chasing the monks of the Samsara Tower, and led Pei Ling out of the lobby.

After stepping on the old long corridor with doors on both sides, all the noises disappeared, and it became quiet all of a sudden. It seemed that the scene just now was an illusion.

Meng Hongxuan flew in with Pei Ling, and after landing, her aura dropped rapidly, and it was even difficult for her to stand for a while, and she fell sideways.

Pei Ling immediately reached out and hugged her.

The other party was injured too badly in order to save him... This is exactly the same as Su Xirou's situation in the last illusion!

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