Chapter 1221 Nine Days in the Sky. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

With a thought in his mind, Pei Ling immediately moved Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan and Huan Yunzhen out of this place.

This is a fairy dream!

Right now he has recovered the immortal position he had when he came in, but Su Xirou and the others are still only at the right level of cultivation, but they may not be able to look directly at his true face at this moment.

In order to prevent the three of them from having accidents, they cannot be allowed to stay here.

At this moment, countless spells, supernatural powers, and laws from the top inheritance of the nine sects from [Seed of Good Fortune] rolled down towards Pei Ling like a shower.

Pei Ling immediately raised his hand, and a huge pale golden palm with a majestic aura suddenly emerged.

Boom boom boom boom!

All attacks were blocked by this big hand.

Immediately afterwards, the palm continued to expand, covering the entire starry sky in an instant, grasping the entire [Seed of Good Fortune], including the phantom of the treacherous mulberry and the phantom of the nine sects.

This is the [Sky Capture Hand] of the Liugreed Dynasty!

The aura of the [Seed of Good Fortune] held by the giant hand decayed rapidly, and the huge mulberry phantom withered and withered in an instant, and the phantoms of the nine sects supported on it were like an ink painting scroll wet by a shower, moving with incredible speed. speed fades.

[The Seed of Good Fortune] An obscure and hoarse voice sounded: "My cause becomes my fruit, and my deeds fulfill my heart!"

As soon as the words fell, his aura that had just weakened became stronger in an instant, but, in the eyeballs that were originally full of vitality, there was an indescribable death aura.

The withered mulberry phantom re-condensed, but its branches and leaves have undergone great changes: the original dark green and light green branches and leaves dyed with a touch of gold at the edge of the leaves have turned into a deadly smoky gray, and the gray is constantly escaping. Misty.

In the mist, skulls with incomparable resentment emerged, and the color of the branches turned white. If you look closely, you can see that they are made up of countless bones. The snow fluttered and fell wildly like goose feathers.

Pei Ling's [Sky Capture Hand] was stretched apart bit by bit by the majestic and sinister tree crown.

On the branches and leaves, the phantoms of the nine sects squirmed for a while, turning into the scorching sun with the vain images of the nine statues.

Nine days in the sky, the heat wave is monstrous!

Although it is a phantom, but when it hangs high, it exudes torrential heat unreservedly, that kind of momentum that looks down on everything and regards the common people like a dog, rolling in like a raging sea.

The entire world instantly ignited a pure golden flame.

The flames are fierce, extremely hot, and extremely arrogant, as if they want to burn the entire space.

The flames rushed towards his face, and burned to Pei Ling's body in an instant, but Pei Ling's face was still calm, and he stood motionless in the air. He is now a fairy!

Any flame, even the flame from the scorching sun, could not cause the slightest harm to him at this moment.

Looking at the [Seed of Creation] in front of him, Pei Ling was slightly surprised.

Back then, the prisoner in the deepest part of the "Heaven" area of ​​Du'eyuan, the demon cultivator Mielian, was brought into the fairy dream by the will of the true fairy. ], he was able to struggle and fight back even when he shot himself!

If this is not a dreamland...

No!

Even the [Dream of the Underworld] that he used could hardly defeat the [Seed of Creation] at this moment!

It's a pity that his strength at this moment comes entirely from the one in the Eternal Night Desert, unless the strength of the [Seed of Creation] is stronger than that of the Eternal Night Desert.

Otherwise, all resistance is futile.

When his mind was turning, Pei Ling dispersed [Catch the Sky Hand].

Without suppression, all the power of [Seed of Good Fortune] burst out instantly.

The huge eyeballs shone with a breathtaking brilliance, and the treacherous phantom grew vigorously, growing at an astonishing speed, covering the entire starry sky.

Dense branches and leaves, majestic crown.

Nine great suns were shining in the sky, and the golden flames seemed to be molten red gold, flowing wantonly in the starry sky.

The stars were blown away in the majestic heat. The originally cold sea of ​​stars seemed to be completely ignited, and there were flowing gold and dancing gold everywhere... The cold and pale, suddenly turned into a ubiquitous gold. flame!

Standing with his hands behind his back, Pei Ling asked calmly, "Senior, what wish do you have?"

[The Seed of Creation] Looking straight at him, the ghostly shadow of the mulberry tree whirled slightly, and countless gray-black leaves floated down, splashing and splashing, like a grand autumn leaves.

Every leaf turned into terrifying spells, supernatural powers, rules... towards Pei Lingluo.

Above the canopy of the tree, the nine rounds of scorching sun suddenly whizzed down, knocked away countless stars, pierced the void, and smashed towards Pei Ling as well.

The light of the cold and lonely stars was completely covered by the scorching sun, as if they had long been annihilated.

At this moment, in the starry sky, there are only [Seed of Good Fortune], the phantom of the mulberry tree, the nine suns plummeting, and the scorching sun that is so hot that it is impossible to look directly into the sky, not a single star, not an inch of starlight.

This seems to be the blow of [Seed of Good Fortune] with all its might!

At the same time, its cold and obscure voice sounded again: "Sacrifice my fate, call my previous cause."

"The flame of Ganyuan, the fruit that burns you!"

As soon as Pei Ling stretched out his hand, the Jiupo Saber was grasped in his palm according to his thoughts.

Now that he is a fairy, he is not afraid of [Seed of Good Fortune] at all, but out of respect for the strong, he wants to use his own natal knife, and the way of the knife that he has comprehended all his life, to send him off for the last time.

Ignoring the many attacks that were about to come, Pei Ling closed his eyes, and his mind, energy, will, and will... were all integrated into one. After a short pause, the Nine Soul Sword suddenly came out!

A blood-colored saber energy without fancy came out of the air.

This saber energy is unremarkable, as if it was just done casually, but the saber intent is as solid as it is, and it contains seemingly endless power, but it is all compressed into one point!

This is not [Blood Fiend Saber Technique], nor [Yin Yu Kong Ming Zhan], but his own understanding of the Dao of the Saber so far!

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The saber energy is lively and brisk, moving forward without hesitation, colliding with countless spells, supernatural powers, and laws. Kill all spells.

Nine rounds of the sun crashed down, and countless stars collapsed, melted, and scattered in the unimaginably high temperature... but the saber energy was not affected at all, and the blood color was fleeting. Nine rounds were originally extremely dazzling and arrogant The great day dimmed in an instant.

The golden flames jumped together, and then the golden flames in the entire space quickly weakened.

Thousands of spells and nine great suns were all cut off with a single blow!

[The Seed of Good Fortune] The imposing manner is like a rainbow, and the eyes exuding treacherous brilliance watched this scene calmly, despite the bloody saber aura falling down unabated, fearlessly, without retreating but advancing, brazenly facing the saber aura, the eyes of the pupils In the middle of it, the treacherous brilliance erupted suddenly, and all the vitality, death, coldness... all erupted without reservation, making a final fight!

The next moment, the bloody saber energy instantly cut down.

The huge eyeballs shattered suddenly...