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At the same time, in the dream.

Under the control of the system, Pei Ling easily cut through the thunder with a single blow of saber energy.

Feeling the majestic tribulation force entering his body, healed his injuries quickly, and still had the strength to improve his cultivation, he couldn't help being startled.

The scale of this round of robbery, even if he came to pick it up in his heyday, he would at least have to pay some price. Why did the system suddenly become so powerful?

Just as you were thinking about it, the system notification sounded again: "Ding dong! The start of the transformation has been detected, and the system will create an avatar for you..."

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Eternal Night Desert.

The aura of catastrophe is strong above the sky, and thunder is rolling.

Countless thunder dragons walked among the clouds, roaring and rolling.

The second round of tribulation thunder has already been brewing, and it is about to fall.

No time to pay attention to this scene, the will of the Fallen Immortal was trying to find the reason why the body was out of control. At this time, he suddenly saw that this Nascent Soul body directly opened the storage bag, and took out three materials for transforming gods, and a A beautiful, delicate female corpse.

The most attractive thing about this female corpse is not that it is lifelike even though it has no vitality, as if it is a special feature of a new mourning, but the aura contained in it, faintly exuding an ominous curse, and a majestic life without a master ...

The Will of the Fallen Immortal couldn't help being suspicious, this junior wants to use the body of a woman to create an avatar?

Just as he was thinking, he saw that the Nascent Soul picked up the female corpse, aimed at her bright red lips, and kissed her directly.

At this moment, the will of the Fallen Immortal felt that this part of his awakened will was beginning to transfer to the female corpse!

Fallen Immortal Will was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what happened, this junior is so courageous! Use his will to refine the incarnation of the gods!

Realizing this, the Fallen Immortal Will suddenly became furious!

He used to be an immortal from the upper realm, moving mountains and seas, picking up stars and taking moons with every gesture, every thought of wind and rain prospers, every thought of sea shifting, and every thought of turning the earth upside down! Even among the immortals, he is also in a detached position, looking down on all living beings. Nascent Soul cultivator and God Transformation Realm are nothing more than ants in his eyes.

Now the situation is forcing, descending on this container is already the supreme glory of this container!

But I didn't want to, there was something strange about this container, which caused it to be trapped in the body.

A dignified true immortal, if he was really refined by a mere Nascent Soul right now...

Thinking of this, the will of the Fallen Immortal couldn't care less about getting angry, and quickly tried various means to regain control of the body, break free from the container, destroy the body, and even give up this part of the will to self-destruct... But none of them worked at all!

Not only can he not control this physical body now, except for his thinking, he can't even control the power that should belong to him!

At this moment, the second round of Tribulation Thunder completed its final preparations and crashed down!

Thunderbolt, just out of the calamity cloud, the whistling sound of wind and thunder, has already been like a raging tide, shaking the whole world.

Pei Ling once again slashed with an incomparably beautiful saber aura.

The saber energy was as condensed as a thread, and when it resounded, it shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the thunder in an instant.

Seeing this, the Fallen Immortal's will struggled more violently. This junior not only wanted to use him to refine his avatar, but also continued to use his power unscrupulously!

The other party regarded him as a material for transforming gods!

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Above the sky, the two with their sleeves fluttering, are flying away quickly.

These two people, one with a brocade robe and jade belt, wearing a three-beam Jinxian crown on his head, and cloud shoes on his feet, with dignified and majestic faces, and bright eyes, are Wu Jixiang, the prince and grand master of the Liugai Dynasty.

One wears bamboo crown straw shoes, wears a commoner garment, carries a sword box on his back, has loose long hair, looks handsome, and is full of sword intent, but he is Ning Wuye's master, Fu Daoxuan, the Supreme Elder of the Han An Sword Sect.

The clouds passed by, and the wind was fierce.

For these two, it was just commonplace.

At this moment, as he was on his way, he was sending a voice transmission: "The Eternal Night Desert is extremely dangerous. It is really rare for two juniors to survive in it and get the chance to transform into a god for nine calamities."

"It can be seen that you and I have two sects, and there are successors!"

"Immortals are different!" Fu Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Ordinary people think that this sentence refers to before and after entering the Tao, but they don't know that real immortals are different from monks like me who are still struggling on the road to longevity. The gap is like clouds and mud."

"Even if the Will of the Fallen Immortal has been sleeping, its dissipated power is extremely terrifying."

"When I was young, I also went to the Desert of Eternal Night once."

"Afterwards, I fell into the dream of the fallen fairy, and forgot my true nature. After a narrow escape, I paid a huge price to get out of it."

Wu Jixiang nodded and said: "This kind of fierce place, if it is not really too dangerous, with the nature of the devil, how can you allow others to snore by the side of the couch?"

"It must have been done already to erase it."

"The two juniors are safe and sound this time, and the will of the Fallen Immortal is probably still asleep."

"In this way, we can also breathe a sigh of relief. We don't have to worry about the catastrophe that will usher in the world before the war between righteousness and demons is over."

Fu Daoxuan nodded and said: "After bringing them back this time, the two juniors should be able to start transforming into gods."

Wu Jixiang chuckled, and said, "Perhaps it doesn't take us two old bones to arrive, and the younger generation can't wait to transform into a god in the Desert of Eternal Night..."

Thinking of his proud disciple who was born with a sword body, Fu Daoxuan also showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded and said: "Young people are impatient, but it is not impossible."

While chatting, the two of them headed straight to the Desert of Eternal Night like lightning.

Zhengdao has very strict tests on the heirs who entrust the high hopes of the sect and the foundation of the ancestors. Therefore, no elders are allowed to follow until Zhong Kui Yue Ji and Ning Wu Ye pass the test.

It wasn't until the two juniors passed the test that the two of them received the news of going to meet them.

At this moment, they are still in the territory of Jiuyi Mountain, and they need to sneak into the Samsara Tower before they can enter the Eternal Night Desert.

Even with the escape speed of the two of them and going all out, it will take several days.

And these few days are for Zhong Kui Yue Ji and Ning Wu Ye to cross the God Transformation Tribulation, or to leave the Eternal Night Desert.

After all, they went to meet these two juniors just to prevent the evil sect from secretly attacking them, especially the shameless dispatch of high-ranking monks to bully the younger ones, but they would not enter the Desert of Eternal Night and interfere with the experience of the two juniors.

Unless the will of the fallen fairy wakes up...

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Chong Mingzong.

A lush valley.

Inside Mirror Lake.

The surface of the lake reflects the magnificently furnished Guangdian.

In the middle of the hall, a gauze tent hangs like smoke and mist. Si Hong leans on his red dress and sits in the tent, slowly opening his eyes.

At this moment, her whole body is calm and her cultivation is stable, even faintly surpassing her former peak. When looking forward, it is especially radiant.

Eyes fluttered, like autumn water, Si Hongqing smiled coldly, after practicing for so long, it's almost time to seek revenge from Pei Ling!