I Just Want To Be Quiet

Chapter 1604 The Wooden Man. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling immediately confirmed that there was no "forgetfulness", no "sleep", and no "rebellion" in this heart demon tribulation...

However, the figure behind the chessboard is the one who has been waiting for him to play chess. He can't get too close to the chessboard!

Before, Ji Shuang'er could enter his inner demon tribulation, the will of a true immortal could enter his inner demon tribulation, and the demon emperor could also enter his inner demon tribulation... And the chess player, who is related to the Fusheng chess game, must also be able to enter it. Enter his heart demon robbery!

Once the other party is awakened, it is very likely that the situation in Lanke City will happen last time...

But this time, Ji Shuang'er was not by his side. If he was drawn into the chess game, he might have to worry about the problem of the Demon Emperor no longer...

So, Pei Ling took another step and stepped back.

Landing quietly, he successfully took a step back, but the distance from the chessboard was not far away at all.

At the same time, the figure behind the chessboard raised its head a little higher again.

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback, but after realizing it, she didn't dare to move forward, nor did she dare to retreat.

He turned his head slightly, and was about to look behind him, but saw the figure beside the chessboard, his head raised again.

At this moment, under the hood of this figure, a pale jaw was already exposed, and his eyes fell on the edge of the chessboard. According to this situation, he could see Pei Ling by raising his head twice at most!

Pei Ling stopped turning her head immediately, and instantly understood in her heart that this is the "wooden man" rule!

He can't move now!

With just one move, the figure beside the chessboard will raise its head!

"'Forget', 'Sleep', 'Ni', 'All', 'Six Laws of Yan Fa'...these five laws have no signs."

"In this heart demon tribulation, there is only the rule of 'wooden man'?"

"Can't move anymore..."

Thinking of this, Pei Ling maintained his current movements and remained motionless.

The house was dead silent, and the rain was gurgling outside the window.

During bursts of thunder, the strong wind swept across the courtyard, and countless colorful, new buds and leaves were blown away by the rain...

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Qingyao Mountain.

Thunderous, endless roar.

Dust and sand mixed with smoke rose slowly, like a huge smoke column.

There is no trace of the original deep pool in the valley.

The huge abyss stands quietly, like a waking beast, opening its mouth wide, daring to devour everything in this world.

In midair, Pei Lingxuan's shirt bulged, and the thunderstorm descended mightily, turning into countless electric snakes, scrambling to integrate into his body.

The injuries all over his body are recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye under the action of the robbery force.

Beyond the robbery and thunder, there is nothingness.

The Golden Crow folded its wings and inhabited the red golden flames. Its eyes were as calm as water, without any emotional fluctuations.

The demon emperor waited patiently.

Although this body is the same as the Nine Tails, it is a prehistoric alien species, but it cannot enter the heart demon tribulation of the human junior in front of him.

In fact, even if he could infiltrate the opponent's mind demon tribulation now, he would not do it.

The one in the Eternal Night Desert has a ray of consciousness, in the fate of this junior of the human race, and it is still a consciousness in a waking state!

Right now, if he forcibly sneaks into the demon tribulation of this junior of the human race, he will only fight that one again, but it will not be able to have any influence on the junior of the human race.

Therefore, he is waiting here for the end of the opponent's Dao Tribulation!

No matter what special means of escape this human race junior has, he can crack it.

The old grievances between Qingyao Mountain and Chongming Sect have a long history. Any monk of Chongming Sect who enters Qingyao Mountain cannot leave alive!

Boom boom boom...

At this time, another round of tribulation and thunder was brewing, and suddenly purple light shone in the sky, and thunder came one after another.

Pei Ling was in the center of the thunder calamity, and his injuries had completely healed.

His aura kept rising, getting stronger and stronger.

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Chong Mingzong.

Inheritance Hall.

Thousands of soul lamps are as vast as the sea.

In the void, the patriarch "Fu Qiong" with his sleeves fluttering, stood in front of a picture scroll depicting a surging sea of ​​blood, in which countless living beings were ups and downs, howling and howling.

In the middle of the picture scroll, an old man sits on a bone raft, holding a fishing rod made of the spine of a big monster of different species, using the spider silk of the big monster's life as a thread, and mixing thousands of living souls as bait, fishing in a sea of ​​blood with a flat expression.

"Fu Qiong" stared at the figure, his dark eyes became deeper and deeper.

After a while, the figure on the bone raft moved slightly, turned its head outward, and nodded towards "Fu Qiong".

Immediately afterwards, he put away his fishing rod, and the entire sea of ​​blood immediately set off a huge wave, filled with the roars, snarls, curses, unwillingness, and resentment of thousands of creatures... instantly resounding through the void here.

With just a flick of a finger, all of this disappeared, and the elderly figure had already left the scroll and appeared not far from "Fu Qiong".

"Senior 'Fu Qiong'." The old man looks like an ordinary sixty-year-old man. His green robe is loose, his appearance is thin, his body is cold and frightening, and his eyes are pale, like layers of bones.

He looked at "Fu Qiong", nodded slightly in greeting, "I don't know what to wake me up for?"

"'Sui Shang'." "Fu Qiong" said slowly, "The road to immortality is about to open, you should all wake up."

"Sui Shang" didn't feel too surprised, and immediately asked: "Which sect is the introduction of the fairy road this time?"

"Fu Qiong" said: "The holy son of my sect."

"Now, he has survived five Dao Tribulations."

"Sui Shang" nodded calmly, Xianlu Yinzi is a disciple of our sect, as long as he ascends to the upper realm this time, if he succeeds, the Holy Sect will definitely have a place!

However, after only going through five tribulations, it's too early for senior "Fu Qiong" to wake them up now...

Thinking of this, "Sui Shang" immediately asked: "How many kalpas has this generation of Holy Son passed?"

"Fu Qiong" said flatly: "It's not forty-nine kalpas, it's not sixty-four kalpas, maybe it's eighty-one kalpas..."

Eighty-one kalpas?

"Sui Shang" was slightly taken aback, and after realizing it, he immediately said: "I need to prepare."

"Fu Qiong" nodded.

The next moment, the voice of "Sui Shang" has disappeared.

"Fu Qiong" then walked towards the depths of the inheritance hall.

All the monks who are at the peak of crossing the catastrophe and who are qualified to participate in this Floating Life Chess game have all been awakened!

Next... I will ask the immortal senior who has already ascended to the upper realm for immortality!

When the mind was turning, a picture scroll with thousands of tombstones and a gloomy atmosphere appeared not far from "Fu Qiong".

In the picture scroll, there are countless tombstones far and near, surrounded by a towering tombstone.

On the top of the tombstone, a figure dressed in a golden crown stands with his hands behind his back. His temperament is cold and ruthless, like the edge of a blade, but he also has a sense of elegance unique to noble children. .

This is the ancestor of "Fu Chong".

In the last Floating Life Chess game, the immortal who ascended successfully!

"Fu Qiong" stopped before the picture scroll.

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