Chapter 1733 Unresponsive! (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

Pei Ling's scalp felt numb all of a sudden. Before the chess game started, what he thought was that as soon as he entered the Great Desolation, he would take the eight followers and push them all the way to Jianmu's feet.

The worst plan is that he violated the principles of heaven and was discovered by Jianmu, and then he relied on his [Ten Directions Xuanyuan Tribulation] Mahayana strength to defeat Jianmu, and finally forcibly ascended to the immortal...

Even along the way, when other followers can't see it, he can also secretly learn about the [Cathode Formless] of the "Kongmeng" senior, or deduce the illusion with Immortal Emperor "Yiyi"...Conditions permitting , I can also ask Senior "Kong Meng" to help introduce Su Zhentian's other patriarchs...

But now it's really entered the game... It's hard for them to even see Jianmu!

No, it is difficult for nine people to survive!

The difference between reality and imagination is so great that it feels like a dream!

With this thought in mind, Pei Ling took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said: "Senior 'Kongmeng', this chess game is the beginning of the Great Desolation War, it is very dangerous!"

"I just got the news that the closer you are to Jianmu, the more ancient immortals there will be."

"Don't go to Jianmu lightly now!"

After the words fell, Pei Ling waited for a long time, but senior "Kong Meng" did not reply.

He frowned, and continued: "Senior 'Kong Meng', senior 'Kong Meng'?"

"Senior 'Kong Meng', can you hear what I said?"

"Senior 'Kong Meng'..."

After a long time, "Kongmeng" Patriarch didn't respond any more.

Seeing this, Pei Ling frowned even tighter. In the current situation, he couldn't judge the location of "Kong Meng" and the others. If he had to find them, he could only use the system...

"'Kongmeng', 'Chuiyu', 'Xiangzai', and 'Gumiao' were all rescued by a female cultivator of eighty-one kalpas, who should be Su Zhentian's founder..."

"There should be nothing wrong with these four people for the time being."

"The most important thing now is to learn about this era as soon as possible."

"First call out the will of the true immortal, and ask about the situation of the Great Desolation War..."

Thinking of this, Pei Ling flicked his robe sleeves, and instantly set up dozens of large formations around the surroundings to isolate the inside and outside, conceal the fluctuation of breath, and block the detection of divine sense.

The next moment, dense dark red lines appeared all over his body. These lines were dark and gloomy in color, full of ominous atmosphere.

After all the lines appeared, they all gathered towards his back in an instant like a surging tide.

Soon, a dense mass of darkness appeared behind Pei Ling.

In the darkness, a slender and white arm protruded, and in a moment, a slim and graceful figure stepped out of the darkness, its eyes were tightly closed, and its face was expressionless.

The remaining darkness turned into a simple black robe in an instant, covering her shoulders.

It was the incarnation of Mo Lilan!

With a thought in Pei Ling's mind, Mo Lilan, who still had her eyes closed, immediately raised her ten slender fingers, twisting them like orchids, and punched out spells one by one.

This is 【Please Immortal Art】!

Before he was going to discuss the Dao with the owner of Wushi Villa, he specially sought out the immortal art from the will of the true immortal, which could draw the will of the other party out of the Great Dream of Eternal Night!

Not long after, Mo Lilan's aura changed suddenly, and her whole person instantly became quiet, elegant, and delicate, as if the aura of a well-loved lady and a monk's cultivation disappeared in an instant, without any trace left.

[Invite Immortal Technique] was successfully performed, and Pei Ling suddenly felt that something was wrong. This aura...was not the will of a real fairy!

The next moment, Mo Lilan opened her eyes, revealing a pair of black and white clear pupils, fixedly looking at Pei Ling, and said in a low voice: "Ji Wu..."

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in the village.

A simple but spotlessly clean house.

From the outside, the houses in the whole village are very low.

However, walking inside, the space is quite wide.

Except for the doors and windows used for lighting and ventilation, which are located at high places, which are quite different from ordinary houses, the interior furnishings are also extremely simple.

A wooden cloud bed, a small table, several straw futons, and a pottery lampstand, and nothing else.

"Kong Meng" sits on the cloud bed, and the couch is covered with splendid skirts and dresses, as if the sky is suddenly born, and the pearls, hairpins and jade pendants reflect each other, and the room is full of brilliance and splendor.

At this moment, her eyes are closed tightly, her body is full of breath, and she is listening intently.

Suddenly, a beam of black light shot out from the void, pierced through the ears of "Kong Meng", several black hairs floated down.

"Kong Meng" immediately opened his eyes, and his breath suddenly dropped, but he had already recovered from the state of "Going Back".

She turned her head abruptly, only to see that silver ginger linen clothes like snow had already appeared in her room, she was sitting on the window sill, and the prehistoric moonlight shone into the room from behind her, outlining the frosty and snowy silver edges , like a newly quenched sharp blade.

Yin Jiang's face was hidden in darkness, and his expression was unclear. His eyes were slightly drooping, bright as arrows, and he looked at "Kong Meng" without blinking.

Before "Kong Meng" could speak, Yin Jiang warned in a cold voice: "Don't continue to communicate with the outside world, this will reveal the location of the village!"

"Kong Meng" was slightly stunned, and immediately asked: "Where are the human races of the eighty-one kalpas?"

Yin Jiang shook her head and said lightly: "Anyone can't do it!"

"Your voice may not have really reached that person's ears."

"What you hear may not really be that person's voice!"

Speaking of this, she showed a strange expression on her face, "Which village did you come from before, why don't you even know this kind of common sense?"

Hearing this, "Kong Meng"'s complexion changed, and he immediately understood Yin Jiang's meaning. There is a special existence that can intercept the voice transmission between her and Pei Ling!

Thinking of this, she quickly said: "My three companions are also communicating with the outside world..."

Yin Jiang said calmly: "Someone else has already stopped it."

"Next, if you hear an outside voice calling for you again, no matter who it is, even if it is your close friends or blood relatives, you must not answer!"

"Fortunately, we discovered it in time this time. There is a special forbidden shelter in the village, so it won't be exposed so easily."

"But if the time for your sound transmission is longer, it may not be necessarily the case."

"Once the location of the village is exposed, everyone must immediately prepare for a deadly battle!"

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, "Kong Meng" nodded immediately: "Sorry, I understand."

"From now on, I will not communicate with anyone again!"

Yin Jiang nodded and said no more, the figure disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

The prehistoric moonlight was no longer sheltered, and it poured into the house mightily, spreading clear frost all over the ground, the forest was cold and lonely, "Kong Meng" looked up into the sky, the moon was as bright as water, and the meniscus was slender, like a fisherman's new hook.

The fourth is later. Still writing.