Chapter 950 The Savior. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

Baihua Mountain.

back mountain.

The vegetation is luxuriant and the green leaves are fragrant.

Standing in the air, Pei Ling couldn't stop pinching the formula in his hands. In his pupils, Nanke Menghuo was slowly pulsating, exuding a strange brilliance.

Princess Zhuang Shu folded her hands on her lower abdomen, standing not far away, quietly watching this scene, her posture was elegant, and the ring around her body was silent.

The ten women were still dancing wildly to a strange rhythm. At this moment, all their temples were loose and their hairpins were loose, and their well-maintained black hair was covered with sweat. crazy.

Their expressions have fallen into chaos. At this moment, the women can no longer hide their thoughts, and they can't help murmuring their obsessions: "The 'Yue' fairy is benevolent! If a believer is not protected by the 'Yue' fairy, How can a mere weak woman hold power and take life and death?! Nowadays, the riches and wealth are endless, and all the men in the world are pigs. It’s hard to report, believers are willing to give birth to offspring for Immortal ‘Yue’…”

"Believers are deeply blessed by the Holy Grace, but they have children on their knees. It is the limit to protect the believers as the respect of the world. Believers pray to give birth to children for immortals, and they will live forever and remain youthful..."

"Thanks to the great love of the gods, believers have already tasted the beauty of beautiful men in the world, but what it is like to serve the gods, I don't know... I hope the gods will be fulfilled..."

"Fu Yi...May the gods show mercy and give you a spring breeze. If you can conceive and give birth to a child, believers may repay you with the grass for a lifetime..."

While dancing wildly, they murmured, and at this moment, most of their bodies had already dissipated.

Standing in the center, Wenren Lingse frowned, the lifelong obsessions of the ten women kept impacting her latent mind.

She is a Taoist monk, under normal circumstances, no matter how strong a mortal's obsession is, it is impossible for her to have the slightest influence on her.

It's just that this place is a dreamland of immortals, and the so-called mortals in the dream are not real mortals!

Moreover, the [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] inherited from the "curse" is activated by a secret method that affects the law of the great way in the dark, which is very miraculous.

Not to mention, at this moment, Pei Ling has the immortal status, and the power of the [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] has been increased many times.

In addition, Wenren Lingse is in a coma at the moment, so there is no resistance.

Time passed bit by bit...

Finally, following the last beat, all ten women disappeared, and ten sets of skirts and gowns fell from midair.

At this moment, Wenren's spirited breath and vitality also reached the extreme.

Her complexion, which had been struggling and seemed to be trying her best to resist external obsessions, suddenly turned into a calm and peaceful expression at this moment.

The wish and obsession of the sacrifice have become part of his Dao Heart!

Immediately, Wen Ren's spiritual figure disappeared in the dream together with the [Flag of Punishing Evil].

Seeing the disappearance of Wenren Lingse, Pei Ling frowned slightly. Was the other party saved by him? Or is it gone?

At this time, Princess Zhuang Shu said: "Your work has been done, and now you can sacrifice for my body."

Hearing Zhenxian's will, Pei Ling immediately understood that Wenren Lingse should have been successfully cured by him...

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly: "Okay."

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Eternal Night Desert.

Nine stone pillars stood quietly, and violent thunder swam above the sky, chopping down from time to time.

Under the might of the sky, the blood-colored coffin trembled from time to time.

It's just a gap that has been opened, like endless sticky darkness flowing out, constantly weakening the bombardment power of the sky thunder.

Zidian swept across the sky, and in an instant, dense figures under the nine pillars were illuminated.

These people include alien races and human races. They are all dazed and delirious, standing upright on the gravel under the nine pillars.

The ones at the front are Old Demon Mielian, Yuan Changzhen, Luan Qiaoqing, Luo Du, Zuo Jingxing, Qingyao Dayao, Wenren Lingse, Pei Ling and Mo Lilan.

boom! !

The furious thunder roared, the seemingly endless thunder pierced through the thick and substantial darkness, and briefly cast shadows.

Under the rolling thunder, the Eternal Night Desert seemed to be sleeping in a nightmare that would never wake up, without the slightest sound.

With the tumbling of Tianwei, the blood-colored coffin sank and floated in mid-empty. It looked gloomy and treacherous, and the inexplicable pressure filled the entire desert. It seemed that at this moment, everything was frozen.

Suddenly, Wenren Lingse suddenly opened his eyes!

Feeling the surging vitality in her body and the completely recovered injury, she was startled, she didn't die?

But the next moment, her gaze quickly swept across the stone pillars, chains, and blood-colored coffin in front of her, her complexion changed instantly, the fog of the dark sky, and the ruins of the fallen immortal!

This is the Desert of Eternal Night!

How could she appear in the Desert of Eternal Night? !

With a flash of thought, Wenren Lingse immediately looked around and observed the surroundings. Soon, she found that her left hand was firmly holding the [Flag of Punishing Evil], and the veins on the back of her hand were bulging due to too much force.

And on the sandy ground not far from the right, a familiar painting halberd was inserted obliquely into the ground, but it was his natal magic weapon, the frost candle painting halberd.

At this moment, the surface of the [Zhu Evil Banner] moved slightly, and a petite figure emerged.

Banner Spirit stood in the air, her blood-colored battle skirt fluttering in the wind, and her delicate face was full of awe. At this moment, she turned her head slightly, and the ponytail drew a short arc in the air. It looked at Wenren Lingse and asked, "Wenren Lingse, how are you doing now?"

Wenren Lingse hurriedly saluted: "Senior Zhu evil, I feel good now."

Zhu'e Qi Qiling immediately felt relieved, although the little Huashen had no self-knowledge and was greedy by nature, but this time he really saved Wenren Lingse.

Although it lacks benevolence and morality, it does not lose its faith, and it does not waste the promise it made at that time...

Thinking of this, Zhu E immediately said: "You performed very well this time! At the critical moment, you sacrificed your life for righteousness. Facing many powerful enemies, knowing that you can't stand alone, you will fight to the death. Such integrity, such bravery, fits my way very well. "

"Now that you have fulfilled my conditions for acknowledging the master, I am willing to become your magic weapon and climb the long road with you."

Wen Renling hesitated for a moment, and immediately said: "Thank you for your love, senior! I just don't know, who saved me this time?"

"It's a cultivator whose name I haven't asked yet." Qi Ling said, "However, you don't need to thank him. Because I promised to be driven by him for three years in exchange for it, so you have to wait for me for three years, three years." Years later, I will find you."

Transformation cultivator?

Wen Renling suddenly felt strange, she knew very well how badly she was hurt.

Not to mention the cultivators in the stage of transforming gods, even if they are as compatible as her, they may not be able to save her!

Thinking of this, she glanced at the blood-colored coffin floating between the nine pillars, knowing that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, but she said immediately: "Senior, please take me to meet that Huashen."

"No matter what, I always need to know who my benefactor is?"

"Okay!" Banner Ling nodded immediately. In its view, this is not a big deal, and it has stayed in Du'e Yuan all year round. Favor, if you don't figure out the identity of that little Huashen, you won't leave.

"Follow me." Qi Ling continued, and then flew out from Wenren Lingse's palm, turning into a blood-colored ray of light, escaping into the darkness, leading the way.

Wenren Lingse followed immediately.

The Eternal Night Desert is shrouded in the mist of the dark sky, and the monks' spiritual thoughts cannot be unfolded. Even if they are not far away, it is difficult to see everything around them clearly through the real darkness.

[The Banner of Punishment] It didn't fly very far, and then stopped at one place.

Wenren Lingse followed and stood still, and then saw a young monk standing under one of the stone pillars, surrounded by bloody aura, with his eyes closed at the moment, obviously not yet awake.

He has a black robe, a long knife on his back, a stern face, and a ferocious aura. He obviously has countless slaughters, and he was able to cultivate such an aura overflowing with evil spirit and almost full of blood.

Son of Chongming Sect! ?