Chapter 1519 In the Dark. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)
Beginningless Villa.
On the throne as huge as a mountain, a certain area within it was completely shrouded in thick darkness.
【Mist of the Nether Sky】Blocks vision and spiritual thoughts, preventing the outside world from knowing any situation inside.
In the darkness, Pei Ling was pressed to sit on the throne. Her black hair was loose, her robes were ragged, and her muscles were exposed everywhere. She didn't have much to cover her body.
The snowy hair fell down on the chest, like a moonlight slanting down from the night, swaying violently with the movements of the "Yiyi" patriarch.
"Yiyi" the patriarch had already started to tear off the black-bottomed gold-patterned dark robe on her body at this moment. The outer shirt was worn to the ground, revealing the snow-white middle robe inside. Before all the skirts were taken off, she couldn't wait to hug Pei Ling tightly. , Biting his lips hard.
In order to prevent Xianlu from failing, Pei Ling did not dare to resist at all, and could only open his mouth slightly in cooperation...
The next moment, there was a pain on his lips, and his whole body was pushed down on the throne by a powerful force.
Pei Ling quickly thought about the countermeasures in his mind. Now that he is in a very bad situation, next, should he practice [Secret Code of Six Desires]? Or practice [Maha Se Yan Scroll]?
Just as he was thinking this way, his divine sense suddenly sensed that several terrifying auras appeared above Wushi Villa.
He is very familiar with several of these powerful auras!
It is the "Fuqiong" patriarch of Chongming Sect, the "Shiwei" patriarch of Jiuyi Mountain, and the "Zhuyi" patriarch of Tiansheng Sect!
The patriarchs of the other eight major sects have come?
Realizing this, Pei Ling's complexion suddenly changed. The Will of the Fallen Immortal just used his identity to attack the chains that sealed the Fallen Immortal!
If this matter is known by the patriarchs of the eight sects...
When his thoughts turned, he noticed again that the appearance of two cold and powerful auras that also seemed familiar was the two taboos of Yousu Tomb!
"No one is allowed to interfere with the fairy road!"
The majestic voice instantly spread throughout the entire world.
Hearing Taboo's words, Pei Ling heaved a sigh of relief. The current situation is obvious, as long as his immortal path can succeed, those two taboos will definitely protect him!
Don't worry about the outside world for the time being, you can continue to think about which skill to practice...
But at this moment, Pei Ling suddenly felt an extremely terrifying and vast spiritual thought, directly passing through his [Mist of Nether Sky], sweeping past him and the "Yiyi" Patriarch!
The next moment, in the depths of Wushi Villa, a flat and indifferent voice sounded: "Bieyuan in the Lower Realm, inferior immortals are not welcome."
"You wait to retreat quickly, and you can still retain a trace of consciousness in the illusion!"
Pei Ling was startled. The [Mist of Nether Sky] in the Eternal Night Desolation can isolate detection and perception, but the body just now completely ignored his [Mist of Nether Sky]!
It is Wushi Villa, the patriarch of the Mahayana period!
Fortunately, in the eyes of Wushi Villa, he is Linchen, the Immortal Emperor of the Upper Realm just like them, but he doesn't have to worry that the other party will attack him, but...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling had a thought, and immediately unfolded the [Heavenly Blood Prison] in the [Mist of the Underworld].
The fishy and sweet smell diffused, and the blood color soared, like a curtain, covering the two people and the throne under them.
Double cut off the line of sight, cut off the divine sense, and then, he worriedly set up a large array and restrictions around the surroundings to block the internal and external sight, divine sense, detection, and perception...
Although he is said to be the Holy Son of the Demon Sect now, it is better to restrain himself in the matter of inferring illusions with the patriarch in public in broad daylight.
After all, he has never done anything like this before...
That time the Eight Sects were watched outside the screen, it was controlled by the system, not counting...
Before Pei Ling could think, Patriarch "Yi Yi" had already removed her last piece of clothing. She clung to Pei Ling's body and pushed him down on the throne in an instant.
At the same time, an earth-shattering bang came.
The wind howled in the void, and the space shattered... Immediately after, countless terrifying breaths scattered and intertwined.
Nine patriarchs, two taboos...
Let's get started!
However, such violent movements sounded one after another, but the patriarch "Yi Yi" didn't care at all,
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Like spring water melting ice, like falling flowers and floating emerald greens, or like flying snow falling into the forest,
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From Pei Ling's point of view, this patriarch has a pretty face, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and the beauty is alluring between Gu Pan, and the height in the eyebrows is full of vitality that has never been muddy by the world of mortals. Slim and slim, with a slender waist like a willow, like a new bud in spring, flexible, soft, and unparalleled.
The long silver-white hair hangs down like a waterfall, like the moonlight falling from the sky. When the wind blows, the wicker will move with it, shaking the moonlight, rippling the undulating snow-capped mountains, bright and clean, and full of fragrance.
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Just at this time……
Boom boom boom boom! ! !
[Fog in the Nether Sky] Outside, a series of sounds of fighting came loudly, the wind and water rose, the thunder suddenly fell, and all the beasts galloped and all the birds flew together.
It was noisy like a tide, and there were loud noises.
For a moment, the melee between the Patriarch of the Nine Schools and the two taboos broke out, the void was unbearable, cracked inch by inch, the storm was born and extinguished suddenly, and the day and night cycled in the sky in an instant, with a myriad of phenomena.
In the darkness, the moonlight bursts out, the pure white is changeable, as if rising from the water, the water stirs the wind, shakes the willow branches, shatters the waves, sparkles infinitely, seems to have heat rising, good nights are short.
Outside the turbulent darkness, spells and spells are intertwined in the sky, and various laws are intertwined like a net, and the void is fragmented.
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The simple throne like a mountain hangs quietly in the air, and the thick chain runs through the sky. In the void, countless means continue to collide, and layers of impact swarm in, and it remains motionless.
High above the sky, the battle is in full swing.
When the mountains are ups and downs, they carry tens of thousands of beasts, the wind is mighty, the water roars, and the thunder falls like a forest, reflecting the whole world pale.
On the upside-down throne, the dark figure seemed to condense the meaning of endless withering, and the withered breath surged and diffused. When the taboo from the land of the dead sat upright, the sleeves were bulging, the white mist billowed, and the haze whizzed, like a flood breaking a bank, eroding The whole world.
Numerous crimson eyes, filled with endless resentment, opened from the cold, densely packed, maliciously condensed into substance, looking at the chariot on the Hongqiao.
All attacks deliberately avoided Wushi Villa.
On the platform of colorful clouds, Mo Lilan was sitting upright, diagonally across from him, "Su Ji", "Yi Xi" and Wei Weizi were all sitting upright.
The four looked calm, unmoved by the great battle that was not far away.
Especially the three owners, two of them naked, and one holding a mad dog. Under the eyes of the Patriarch of the Eight Patriarchs and the two taboos, they were all calm and indifferent, as if all this was as normal as eating and drinking.
At this time, Mo Lilan raised her head slightly, and looked at the two taboos in Yousu's tomb.
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