Chapter 1366 In the Dark. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

Cheng Dun immediately festered all over his body, blood mixed with pus gurgling, and vicious faces the size of fingernails rushed to appear on his wound, his mana began to be consumed rapidly, and these rotten faces were being forcibly divided Take his power!

The next moment, Pei Ling said in a vague voice, "Forget!"

This voice was like an irresistible order, mysterious and mysterious, and the rules between heaven and earth began to change immediately.

Just as Cheng Dun was about to make a move, he instantly forgot what he was going to do next!

Pei Ling flicked his fingers, and a blood-colored knife pierced through the void, and instantly slashed towards Cheng Dun.

Affected by the law of "forgetfulness", Cheng Dun's expression was dull, and he could only watch helplessly as the saber energy got closer...

Seeing that the battle had just begun, Pei Ling had already displayed absolute crushing strength without even taking out the Nine Soul Knife. Except for Wenren Lingse, the other three monks watching the battle were all shocked!

The middle stage of harmony!

The strength of this holy son of Chongming Sect is stronger than before!

However, just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, Cheng Dun suddenly burst out with a terrifying sword intent that could destroy the world!

clang!

Before the bloody saber energy touched Cheng Dun, it was instantly melted by the sword intent.

The whole world dimmed in an instant, as if it withered in an instant, all the freshness, vitality, and prosperity... all disappeared, as if they wanted to return to withering and death.

Cheng Dun has come to his senses, the law, dense human faces, and ulcers on his body are all forcibly wiped away by this powerful and unparalleled sword intent!

However, his entire body began to crack a little bit.

Cheng Dun didn't use his twelve natal flying swords anymore, but opened the sword box and took out a simple long sword from it.

This sword is black in whole body, and its style is well-regulated. It looks very ordinary, but the four monks glanced at it, but they all showed shocking expressions: "The ancestor sword of the cold and dark sword sect?!"

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Between the cliffs of the lone peak and within the cave.

He Fu sat on the jade platform in the vaulted position, and the room was covered with frost and snow.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look in one direction.

He frowned slightly, then shook his head slowly.

[Sword Intent to Slash Immortals]...

Junior Brother Cheng decided to challenge Pei Ling before him.

This situation...something is not right!

His sword heart is clear, and all affairs in the sect cannot be hidden from his eyes, especially in such important matters, it is impossible for such omissions to occur!

But this time, no matter whether he didn't think about it beforehand, or when Junior Brother Cheng went to get the ancestor sword and [Sword Intent to Slay the Immortal], he seemed to be blinded by something, and he didn't notice it at all!

It's as if the way of heaven in the dark wants Junior Brother Cheng to challenge Pei Ling...

No!

It should be the way of heaven that wants Pei Ling to face the ancestral sword and [Sword Intent of Immortal Slaying] of the Cold Dark Sword Sect!

Thinking of this, He Fuqiong's eyes immediately flashed a clear understanding, it was a catastrophe!

The catastrophe of Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming Sect!

But this junior has just joined the Dao, and this is by no means an external calamity in the Transcending Tribulation Period...

This Holy Son of Chongming Sect may be walking a path!

With a flash of thought in his mind, He Fuqiong got up instantly, regardless of these things, go save Junior Brother Cheng first!

Green smoke spewed out like pillars in the cave, and the figure of the sword god disappeared instantly.

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Valley of Five Colors.

The world is dim, and all colors are gone.

Both Pei Ling and Cheng Dun stood in the air, facing each other from a distance. The cracks in Cheng Dun's body continued to expand, but the sword intent in his body became more and more terrifying. He was holding a black long sword, which looked ordinary and unremarkable, but the body of the sword Among them, there seems to be an incomparably majestic and powerful force, like a seed after the rain, ready to go.

The four spectator monks quickly exited the Valley of Five Colors without any hesitation and watched from afar.

"The ancestral sword of the Cold Dark Sword Sect! No wonder Fellow Daoist Cheng asked me to come here. It turns out that Fellow Daoist Cheng wants to challenge Pei Ling!"

"It's not just the ancestor sword, the sword intent comprehended by Cheng Daoyou is not like this!"

"This should be one of the five sword intents in Wu Jianyuan of the Cold Dark Sword Sect. The Taoist body of Cheng Daoyou can't bear this kind of sword intent and has already begun to collapse..."

"Strange! Why is Cheng Daoyou holding the ancestral sword and one of the five sword intents to fight Pei Ling, but not the sword god?"

"I don't know! If it's the Sword God who uses the Ancestral Sword and one of the Five Sword Intents, even if Pei Lingxiu has reached the middle stage of the Dao, he will definitely not be the opponent of the Sword God!"

Just as he was speaking, Cheng Dun raised his ancestral sword with both hands, aimed at Pei Ling, and slashed fiercely.

This is just an ordinary sword, but in an instant, the void is torn apart like a thin piece of paper, and the whole world is torn apart, turbulent and turbulent. The incomparable sword energy is the only light in the darkness, proud, Indifference, majesty, Cui Wei, determination... It seems that no existence can stop it!

Pei Ling's face was extremely serious, the sword in Cheng Dun's hand was not weaker than the [Jade Seal of Chuanguo] and [Emperor Sword] of the Liugai Dynasty, the [Evil Slaying Ax] of Yanxi City, and the [Evil Slaying Ax] of Su Zhentian. Xinghuang Konghou]!

Even, the intention of killing is still on it!

Even if they have never seen the Zongzong magic weapon of the Hanyan Sword Sect, everyone will know the moment they see the Zujian, it is the Zhenzong Flying Sword of the strongest Sword Sect in this world!

Pei Ling immediately spoke loudly, "Everyone!"

This voice is like an edict, and when it falls, the laws of the entire world change accordingly.

Immediately, numerous replicas of the Ancestral Sword appeared between the heaven and the earth.

After all the replicas appeared, they all erupted with the same sword intent as the deity, majestic and vast, and cut all the sword energy sent by Cheng Dun.

Clang clang clang clang clang...

boom! ! !

The sound of clashing gold and iron lasted only for a moment, and the thousands of replicas of the ancestral sword were shattered, but they successfully blocked Cheng Dun's sword!

Numerous dark red lines suddenly appeared all over Pei Ling's body, reflecting his stern face, and it was unspeakably strange to look at. After all the lines appeared, they all concentrated towards his back immediately.

A thick mass of darkness emerged behind it, and in a blink of an eye, a slender and graceful figure stepped out of the darkness, and the remaining darkness quickly turned into a wide black robe, covered with a jade body.

The incarnation of Mo Lilan appeared!

He immediately played out a series of complicated formulas.

At the same time, Pei Ling looked at Cheng Dun's eyes, where countless small runes rose and intertwined rapidly, with evil intentions flourishing.

[Eternal curse supernatural power]!

Cheng Dun's aura dropped rapidly, but the sword intent in his body was transpiring, breaking through the curse in an instant, and his cultivation was restored to its original state.

He played a simple formula, and said in a grand voice: "One life is two, two is three, three is all things!"

The ancestor sword broke away from his palm immediately, leaped into the air, split into two parts in a split second, split into six parts in a split second, and then turned into tens of thousands in a blink of an eye, covering the entire sky in an instant, covering the light of the sky.

For a time, the number of ancestral swords was not inferior to its replicas in the slightest!

Thousands of ancestral swords, like the Milky Way rewinding, roared and slashed towards Pei Ling!