Chapter 845 Don't Share the Sky. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

Eternal Night Desert.

In the darkness that seemed to be real, a figure slowly walked out.

When the long grass parted and the vines hung down, there were some traces of the Fazhou.

Pei Ling stood not far away, looking at the broken Fazhou in front of him. This place was the entrance to the Desert of Eternal Night when he followed Ji Changfu, the young leader of Tianshengjiao. He still remembered that the place where the Fazhou crashed was an extremely barren desert, except for the sparse Achnatherum splendens, there were many snakes and insects Gravel where mouse ants hide.

But at this moment, all the herbs are lush and bleak, if not for the Fazhou full of weeds, vines, and moss, there would be no traces of the past at all.

Right now, the surrounding area is dark, and the north and the south cannot be distinguished. Even though Pei Ling has transformed into a god, his field of vision is still greatly restricted, and he cannot perceive the outside world. He can only barely perceive through the [Monster Controlling Blood Deed] that Yuxuezhao is right in front of him. The other party has already left the Desert of Eternal Night!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling operated the [Cicada's Breathing Technique] to restrain his breath, and cast the [Five Ghosts' Heavenly Escape] again, and the figure disappeared from the spot immediately.

[Five Ghosts Tianluo Dun] is the signature escape method of Chongming School, which claims that there is nowhere to go from up to Qingming and down to Netherworld. It's just that Pei Ling seems to be standing near the entrance of the Eternal Night Desert right now, but the [Five Ghosts and Heavenly Dungeon] flew away for about half an hour before the darkness around him disappeared as if suddenly wiped away. The sky is dark, and many high-ranking monks are fighting together!

Immediately afterwards, before Pei Ling could react, the stone pagodas far and near had already locked on him, the array pattern was shining brightly, and countless gray arrows shot wildly.

Pei Ling immediately felt terrified, and instinctively gave an early warning, not to be shot by this gray arrow! But he had just escaped from the Eternal Night Desert, the arrows were coming very fast, but he had no time to dodge, the moment he grasped the handle of the Nine Soul Saber, and was about to make a move, he suddenly felt the world spinning.

After the surrounding scenery changed drastically, when I looked at it again, it had already appeared in a palace of white bones.

The palace is resplendent and resplendent, although traces of human bones and human skin can be seen everywhere, it does not hide its luxury and magnificence.

On the alchemy facing him is a large throne. Si Hong is wearing a double-knife bun, surrounded by green beads, embroidered with ginkgo leaves, a light pink skirt, and a tea-white ribbon. The slender waist is cinched to the touch, and the outer cover is a red crepe gown with wide sleeves and brocade brocade.

The long gown is made of light and soft materials, which cannot hide the snowy skin and jade skin.

At this moment, in the slender and soft catkin, there is a black feather fan attached to it, lightly touching the side of the snowy cheeks, it looks more like frost than snow, and it shines brightly. Si Hongqing's eyes fluttered, and on the jade face, there was a faction of frost, looking down at Pei Ling coldly.

On the ground not far away, Yu Xuezhao was lying down, her breath was steady, but just like last time, she had already passed out.

Pei Ling's complexion changed.

At the same time, both the righteous and the devil noticed that someone had come out of the Eternal Night Desert, but their spiritual sense hurriedly swept over it, and when they saw that it was the new holy son of the Chongming Sect, they lost interest.

Now both sides are competing for Zhong Kui Yue Ji and Ning Wu Ye, the matter is related to the transformation of the gods, how important is it, how can they care about such a small role?

Boom boom boom...

As time passed, the auras of Zhongkui Yueji and Ning Wuye became weaker and weaker. Seeing this situation, the two sides fought more violently, the violent aura scattered, and the wind and sand billowed, covering the sky and the sun.

The protective runes on the Palace of Bones light up continuously, blocking the oncoming impact.

In the palace, Pei Ling looked at the suzerain's wife with a cold expression in front of her, quickly calmed down, and respectfully said: "Disciple Pei Ling, pay my respects to Madam."

He didn't know what happened outside, but the righteous and the evil were fighting fiercely, and even he, a disciple of the Demon Sect who had just stepped out of the Eternal Night Desert, was attacked by the Stone Tower of the Reincarnation Tower. Moving him to the palace to hide, presumably, he would not attack him, the holy son of Chongming sect, at this moment.

Si Hongqing lowered his eyes to look at him, with a dignified and inviolable expression, and shouted: "Bold Pei Ling! You just formed an alchemy in the past, but you openly harvested gold in front of the true biography of the eight sects! Afterwards, you and the holy The lady held the Dao Couple Ceremony, and right after the Ceremony ended, in your cave, in front of your blood-deeded demon fox, she once again harvested the almonds for this Palace..."

"These two times of picking apotheosis divination, we can't share the sky!"

"The palace has finally stabilized its cultivation these days. If you come here this time, you will definitely be ashamed, and you will not be able to survive or die!"

As he said that, before Pei Ling could react, Si Hongqing shot out suddenly, and countless bloody silk threads bound Pei Ling's whole body in an instant.

Then he raised his hand and pulled Pei Ling to his side in an instant. With a thought, a shackle made of spiritual wood suddenly appeared beside the throne.

The standing yoke is a standing cage with a mouth on the top of the cage, which is used to put on the prisoner's neck, making him stand day and night, resulting in death. It can also be placed under the prisoner's feet, set it up and then take it away, so that the prisoner hangs in the air and dies. Of course, for monks, this kind of punishment is not enough to die.

But there are countless runes engraved around the flail in front of him. Once the flail is inserted into it, I am afraid that his cultivation base will be banned, and he will be no different from ordinary people.

And around the flail, there are also specially refined iron spines around it, and there are places for shackles on the cage posts.

Once imprisoned in it, I am afraid that I will not dare to twist and turn【Note】.

Seeing this scene clearly, Pei Ling's complexion changed, and he began to struggle subconsciously. Originally, I thought that Si Hongqing's method would not be able to break free even with his current cultivation level of Myriad Tribulations Transformation God, but he just exerted a little force at this moment, and all the blood lines were broken!

The power of these bloodlines might not even be able to restrain an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this moment, Si Hongqing leaned directly against his body, the cloth was light and soft, and accompanied by the charming and rich fragrance, the warmth came instantly, the snowy skin and flowers were charming and touchable, soft and moist, as if in the clouds.

Si Hongqing's beautiful eyes were half-opened, but he reprimanded angrily: "Pei Ling! How dare you!"

Pei Ling was startled for a moment, but immediately understood, yes, his cultivation base is too low, he has just transformed into a god, and he can't resist the suzerain's wife at all!

He is a victim!

Therefore, Pei Ling tore apart Si Hongqing's clothes very roughly, pushed her into the shackles, bound her wrists with the shackles, and then lifted her round, snow-white slender thighs...

Si Hongqing spoke angrily and scolded again and again: "Pei Ling! What are you doing?! This palace is the suzerain's wife, and the suzerain of Chongming sect is married!"

"You mere disciple, dare to humiliate me again and again?!"

"Do you really think that you are the Holy Son, so I can't deal with you?!"

"If the suzerain knows about this matter...you will definitely not be spared!"

"You... ah... you stop now, it's still too late... ah..."

While scolding angrily, Si Hongqing actively cooperated with Pei Ling's movements. This time, she didn't even have a symbolic resistance.

After all, outsiders can't see it, so why bother?

[Note] Related to the flail, from Baidu Encyclopedia. The instruments of torture here are Wei Zhongxian's "improved" version.

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