Chapter 1478 Reflecting the Truth. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

When the blood splattered, the aura of the "Five Plagues" patriarch immediately weakened a little.

The patriarch of the "Five Plagues" frowned slightly, and immediately looked at the casual cultivator who got the spirit stone and the elixir.

That Sanxiu said words of thanks, but his eyes were fixed on the cultivation resources he had just obtained. In the eyes of the Patriarch, what Sanxiu held in his hand was no longer Pei Ling's Dao Yun, but It is his Dao Yun!

The cultivation base has not crossed the tribulation, and it is possible to steal the sky and change the sun in [a pure land]?

My thoughts turned, but I saw another casual cultivator entered the main hall to salute, and got the spirit stone and the elixir from the figure in the cloak.

Just as he was thanking, another piece of flesh and blood was torn off from the body of the "Five Plagues" Patriarch, and then disappeared.

The aura of the patriarch dropped a little again.

The Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" did not continue to wait, and immediately made a move, pointing at the casual cultivator who was holding his Dao Yun.

The sky was filled with blood, like fog and hail.

The casual cultivator didn't have the slightest resistance, and fell dead on the spot. His entire body exploded like fireworks, evenly covering the huge courtyard.

He was killed on the spot, but the injuries and aura of the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" showed no signs of recovery.

It was Pei Ling in [One Pure Land], and his aura suddenly increased.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the "Five Plagues" was slightly taken aback, and then his face became serious. This junior's method can deceive the rules of a pure land!

This reminded him of a certain existence in the past...

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a new casual cultivator entering the mansion next to the city lord's mansion of Jushuang City. After saluting and greeting him, he successfully received a piece of flesh and blood from Pei Ling who had turned into the patriarch of the "Five Plagues".

When the flesh and blood touched the palm of Sanxiu, it immediately turned into sparkling spiritual stones and elixir.

Above the sky, a piece of flesh and blood was torn off from the body of the "Five Plagues" patriarch himself by the power of the dark again, blood splashed, and the breath fell again.

The patriarch of the "Five Plagues" did not change his face, and immediately played an ancient and clumsy formula.

In Resisting Shuang City, Pei Ling, who had turned into a patriarch, suddenly felt extraordinarily soft on the thick felt blanket under his feet, and then, a layer of deep red blood seeped out and rose rapidly.

One mirror after another slowly floated up from the bloody water.

These mirrors are long and narrow in shape, and they can be seen from the outside. They are all exactly the same, as if they were carved out of the same mold. The atmosphere is simple and cold, which makes people shudder.

The color of the mirror is crimson, like blood that is falling, exuding a majestic bloody breath, and the frame is like twirling flowers, intertwined and intertwined, and the pupils are cold.

I don't know who made the sculptor's lifelike, stroke by stroke, as if real, every eyeball is dripping with blood, silently looking in all directions, like the copper bells hanging under the eaves of the many towers of the Samsara Tower.

Numerous blood mirrors appeared in a circular shape, and as soon as they rose up, they surrounded Pei Ling in the middle.

The body under the cloak still maintains the appearance of the patriarch of the "Five Plagues", but in all the blood-colored mirrors, Pei Ling's appearance is clearly visible.

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and three or five shabby-dressed casual cultivators walked in cautiously, and saluted respectfully: "This junior comes to receive the cultivation merits promised by Resisting Frost City..."

Behind the long table, Pei Ling remained motionless as the patriarch of the "Five Plagues", but Pei Ling, who was reflected in all the blood mirrors, stretched out his hand and grabbed his body.

When they were about to tear off the flesh and blood from their bodies, a layer of thick and substantial darkness suddenly appeared, covering all the mirror surfaces.

This kind of darkness is very different from the usual night, it can cut off the sight and block the mind, it is the [Mist of the Nether Sky]!

The surface of the blood mirror was completely covered, unable to show Pei Ling's appearance. Under the control of the system, the body under the cloak tore off another piece of flesh and blood and handed it over to these casual practitioners.

The casual cultivators didn't notice any problems at all. After receiving the flesh and blood respectfully, they looked at the spirit stones and elixirs transformed from the flesh and blood, and left with gratitude.

On the high sky, the patriarch of the "Five Plagues" once again lost a piece of flesh and blood, and his breath dropped again.

The gray robe fluttered, and the formula in his hand changed.

In Resisting Shuang City, the empty main hall suddenly heard a gurgling sound.

The luxuriously decorated ceiling, four walls, and the ground, like a rain leak, quickly gushed out blood.

In the bloody water, there was a strong greenness, like moss, and a strong dark atmosphere in the greenery, quickly spreading around.

The originally bright red blood stains showed a cold crimson color under the reflection of the moss.

The sound of the water flow increased rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it changed from a pattering to a majestic waterfall.

The whole room was instantly filled with a dangerous and ominous atmosphere.

At the same time, the mirror surfaces of all the blood mirrors also flowed with fresh blood.

The darkness that originally covered the mirror surface was washed away by blood water like dust, and the darkness receded a little bit, revealing the original mirror surface, bright red in color and gurgling.

In the mirror, the scene was illuminated again. The blood mirrors, big and small, all reflected Pei Ling's true self.

At this time, another casual cultivator walked through the courtyard and came in.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he stepped into the knee-deep blood. The red blood stains immediately poured into his soap boots, and the thick fishy smell was as real as it was, rushing towards his face.

Pieces of dark green moss floated up and down in the bloody water, constantly growing and growing. As the blood was shaken by the loose cultivator, it touched the opponent's trousers from time to time.

But this casual cultivator didn't realize it, as if he couldn't see the horrible and weird scene in front of him, he walked to the long table with bloody water, saluted and asked for cultivation resources.

Hearing this, Pei Ling in one blood mirror immediately reached out to grab his neck; Pei Ling in another blood mirror pulled towards his thigh; To his own eyes; Pei Ling in the fourth bloody mirror began to tear his scalp...

Just when Pei Ling was about to separate his flesh and blood in the mirror, the cloaked figure standing on the long table, under the control of the system, suddenly opened his mouth and silently spit out a short text.

The rules of [One Pure Land] seemed to have undergone some kind of change immediately.

The blood in the main hall suddenly retreated exactly the same way as it flowed out.

The felt blanket was refreshed again, and the sticky dampness in the crevices was gone.

The moss that had already started to spread also dissipated quickly. In the bloody mirror, all Pei Ling's hands that were about to touch his own flesh and blood stopped instantly, and retreated in the same way as they did when they fell.

The movements of Pei Ling in the mirrors retreated to their original state, and part of the blood accumulated on the ground flowed back into the mirrors, and the darkness washed away by the blood just now shrouded all the mirrors again.

During the whole process, the casual cultivators who entered here did not respond at all, neither the blood, moss in the main hall, nor the laws used by Pei Ling could have any effect on it.

The casual cultivator knew nothing, and kept a respectful and apprehensive attitude, bowing and saluting by the long table, waiting to receive the resources.

Until this moment, the retreat in the main hall finally stopped.

The gurgling blood continued to flow down, and above the blood mirror, blood gushed like a spring, like rain washing dust, quickly washing away the covering darkness.

The crimson mirror was revealed again.

However, this time, the figure in the mirror changed from Pei Ling's true form to the patriarch of the "Five Plagues".