Countless pieces of flesh and blood scattered and fell.
With the real PEI Ling and Fu xuanxu as the center, the other PEI Ling and Fu xuanxu were all blown away!
The blood rain returned to its original state halfway through, but it turned into green water droplets with the fragrance of plants.
These water droplets were crystal clear and smooth, like pearls and Jade. After they landed on the ground, they quickly seeped into the ground and grew into clusters of green spiritual plants.
The spiritual plant looked like a common plant in the mountains. Its branches and leaves were like Erald, crystal clear. In the center, there were a few flower stems, revealing rice-sized buds. They were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, bright in color, and fluffy like a ball.
A refreshing fragrance quietly spread out, making people feel relaxed and happy. For a mont, it actually dispelled the yin Qi and darkness in the room.
However, although PEI Ling and Fu xuanxu were not in their true forms, they were extrely powerful. The self-destruction of their nascent Soul Stage avatars only caused so minor injuries to them, but no one died.
In just a mont, all of PEI Ling and Fu xuanxu stood up again. The wounds on their bodies were also healing at a rapid speed, and not a single drop of blood flowed out.
Seeing that his real incarnation had self-destructed to save him, Fu xuanxu took a deep breath and the wooden Ruyi in his hand slowly floated up.
The surrounding PEI Ling and Fu xuanxu attacked again. Mountain Shadows and blade Qi burst out. Countless attacks were like stormy waves, surging and surging, as if they were going to swallow Fu xuanxu and PEI Ling!
Looking at this doomsday-like scene, Fu xuanxu imdiately cast a spell. The wooden Ruyi hanging above his head let out a wail and instantly blood with a dazzling light ...
At the sa ti, under the system's control, PEI Ling had just completed the final spell of the [ netherworld dream ]!
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In the White mist.
"Di da, di da, di da ..."
The yin Qi condensed into water droplets that kept dripping down. Other than that, there was a dead silence.
Ning Wuye and Zhongkui yueji walked slowly. Around them, clusters of red spiritual fire hovered in the air. These spiritual fires were bright in color, but they could only illuminate a square inch of land. After two steps, they could no longer be seen.
All the flas suddenly tilted behind the two of them.
The two of them imdiately concealed their auras and retreated.
A mont later, the sound of heavy footsteps ca from the White fog in front of them, and a huge silhouette staggered past.
The ghostly figure was tall and huge, like a small hill. It had a strange shape, like an object but not an object, like a foreign race but not a foreign race ... The majestic Yin Qi rapidly eroded in all directions as the ghostly figure walked.
Crack ... Crack ... &Nbsp;
With a crisp cracking sound, the thin ice spread.
The sound of the yin Qi water droplets falling instantly disappeared. They were frozen on the branches.
Sensing the Return To Void stage ghost's aura, the two of them wore grave expressions as they held their breaths and hid in the dark, waiting without moving.
After a long while, the ghostly figure had completely disappeared into the mist. The two of them then heaved a sigh of relief.
With their current level of strength, there was no way they could deal with a Return To Void stage ghostly being.
Moreover, this was you su tomb.
Once they were detected by these ghostly beings, they would not even have a place to escape!
After checking the spiritual fire around them again and making sure that there was no danger for the ti being, the two of them continued on.
Zhongkui yueji transmitted his voice,"the [ breath control Art ] that senior mo gave is really powerful." We've only just entered the soul formation stage, but even Return To Void stage ghostly beings can't detect us when we use this technique in a place like the serene essence tomb, where thousands of ghostly beings reside."
They had already encountered many ghosts on their way here.
However, with the secret technique of the Zhongkui clan, [ people's will ], they could always sense the approach of ghosts in advance, but the ghosts could not detect them.
Although the red spiritual fire [ people's will ], which was refined by the invisible and intangible people's prestige under the rule of the Empire, could sense all disasters, demons, ghosts, miasma, and other things that mortals were unwilling to face, the two of them would have died countless tis without this [ breath control Art ]!
Upon hearing this, ning Wuye said, " she is the will of the fallen immortal. It's not strange that she has special ans. &Quot; I don't know how PEI Ling brought this will of the fallen immortal out of the eternal night desert."
"Perhaps it has sothing to do with his apocalyptic divine transformation realm," Zhongkui yueji said via voice transmission,"but no matter what, it's not a bad thing for us to have such an effect with the breath control art."
Ning Wuye nodded slightly, but his heart was still heavy.
Although the [ breath control technique ] was useful, their current cultivation was far from enough in a dangerous place like the serene essence tomb. They didn't know how many of them would be able to return alive this ti.
At this mont, the fog around them suddenly began to thin.
The White mist that was originally so thick that it was almost solid gradually beca as thin as a mist and quickly thinned.
Looking at the compass, they were getting closer and closer to the land of laws. The two of them imdiately focused their minds and beca more cautious as they walked.
Soon, the view in front of him brightened up. It was a vast ocean that stretched as far as the eye could see!
However, this place was obviously in the depths of the ocean. The surging sea surface was not the usual blue, nor was it the blue-gray color on cloudy days. Instead, it was a strange ink color.
The ocean was very calm at the mont. In the ink-colored sea, there was a shimr of light.
"Hua la, Hua la, Hua la"
The mother and son waves ca one after another, hitting the rocks on the shore.
The reef was riddled with holes and countless pits of various sizes. The gravel and pebbles had been washed repeatedly until they were exceptionally clean. However, there was no living creature in them.
On the reef, there was a wooden pier. Several tall flagpoles stood along the coast, and on the top of them hung many wind lanterns. At this mont, they were all burning with flas. The flas were white and cold. As the sea breeze blew, they fluttered without any intention of extinguishing.
The long bridge led to the sea.
The dock was already very old. There were many places that had traces of heavy ruts that were criss-crossed and difficult to wipe away. The railings, foundation stones, steps ... And other places had complicated patterns. With a little recognition, one could recognize the auspicious patterns such as bountiful grains, good weather, more than enough for each year, prosperous livestock, peaceful years, and so on.
It seed to have been extrely lively and prosperous.
However, under the double erosion of the sea breeze and the sea water, the original paint had long been mottled, and many places had rotted, emitting a salty and rotten sll, looking extrely old and dilapidated.
At this mont, on the sea in the distance, there was a similarly old fishing boat. The sails were bulging as it rode the wind and waves, quickly sailing towards the dock.
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At the teahouse.
The White fog outside the glass window had temporarily stopped and was now drifting freely like smoke and clouds.
In the long corridor, mo minglan flicked her wide sleeves, and the wooden door slamd shut.
Immortal friend PEI's two Dao companions have also left the teahouse.
Mo minglan continued to rest.
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