The chariot's entire body of talismans was destroyed, and countless offensive techniques were once again born in the void, gathering like a river, and rushing forward.

Feeling the extremely strong killing intent, Pei Ling immediately came back to his senses. The Nine Soul Sword cut through the void, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and the blood was surging, like a blood tide, roaring and slashing down.

brush……

The huge sword energy was like a bloody city, sweeping across the sky, destroying countless offensive techniques wherever it went.

Pei Ling was convinced when he saw that the sword energy could cut things again.

This Tiansheng Cult's [Original Jade Cauldron], combined with the great formations used by all the monks in the sect, can change the yin and yang.

In a sense, it is very similar to Su Zhentian’s [Unable Heaven Seal]!

Not surprisingly, the nine major sects should all have the means to change the rules of the world!

The three portals left by the "curse" seem to have similar effects.

The last time Pei Ling dealt with Su Zhentian's [Lawless Heavenly Seal], the system used these three portals to resist the rules of [Lawless Heavenly Seal].

Therefore, in order to break the illusion just now, he also sacrificed these three portals!

Right now, it seems to be working well!

Without the restriction of [Original Tripod], Pei Ling raised the Nine Soul Sword, danced wildly with the sword, and slashed down without stopping.

Huh...huh...huh...

The sharp blade cut through the void, and as blood surged, a sharp and piercing scream filled the air.

The sword energy is surging, like the turbulence of the abyss and Huaihe River, rushing and breaking, swirling and vortexing, like long waves of mud, choking and buzzing in the haze, sweeping across the world, the endless sharp edge cuts at many birds, like a chariot in the forest; it cuts towards the sky and stands in the air

The Supreme Protector; slashing at the charming leader who was leaning on the railing...

Cui Wei's sword intention spreads across the sky, blood and color chase each other, violence turns in circles, and mist fills the air.

The woman on the [Benshi Ji Ding] has the talisman between her eyebrows extinguished, and the sound of water roars loudly, and the drums are lively, like passionate music. The woman's wide sleeves are flicked, and her slender waist is twisted, but she is dancing with joy.

The phantoms of fragrant clothes are whirling and swaying, and the rings are jingling.

The formation changed accordingly, and the majestic Yin Qi poured out from the void, condensing into substance, gray-black and surging, like the sky before a sudden rain, endlessly churning and spreading in all directions.

A biting coldness penetrated every inch of the void, and a gloomy and cold feeling penetrated the entire world.

The auras of the three portals above Pei Ling's head also changed rapidly. Countless hatred, resentment, extreme malice... came out majestically, like the Tianhe River being cut off, rolling into this world, as if endless resentment and madness were raging and disrupting.

yin and yang.

With a majestic gate and a huge cauldron, the two sides faced off from afar, and seemed to be evenly matched.

The light of the runes disappeared, and suddenly, all the defensive formations of the chariots opened up, and the Supreme Protectors all around disappeared one after another. Only Ji Lu remained motionless, still barefoot on the felt, standing in the chariot with his hands behind his back.

The next moment...

Brushing, brushing, brushing…

It was as if endless sword energy slashed down the formation, blood surged wildly, and it was like a stormy wave repeatedly charging against the rocks, the surging force was boundless.

Amidst the huge tremors, cracks in the void appeared one after another, like eggshells being beaten with great force. It was shocking to look at, as if the formation would be completely destroyed in the next moment.

In the sharp chirping of the roc, the chariot runes were completely extinguished, and along with the scattered feathers of the corpse roc, blood flowers fell from the high dome.

For a time, countless Tiansheng Cult monks died on the spot.

The sword intent spread across the heaven and earth, constantly expelling the vitality power in the gems embedded in the golden ring. In a moment, the brilliance dissipated, and the eyes of the few monks who had a chance of resurrection widened, and they were completely destroyed in form and spirit.

The sky, which was originally filled with people, suddenly became empty. Only the huge chariot pulled by three rocs was safe and sound, still suspended in the void.

A high gray wall formed purely of Yin Qi stood in front of the Pengniao, blocking all the bloody sword Qi.

As if sensing the end of this wave of attacks, the gray wall suddenly collapsed, turning into countless Yin Qi and returning to the heaven and earth, revealing the alluring Ji Lu behind the wall.

Beside him, white robes flowed, and they were the Supreme Protectors who had just disappeared.

Pei Ling raised his sword and was about to continue taking action when his eyes suddenly froze when he looked at Ji Lu, Senior Sister Li?

The moment he subconsciously hesitated, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Ji Lu's face. He appeared in front of Pei Ling in an instant, waved his jade arm lightly, and struck him with a palm.

It was as if the palms of the roses were opening wide in the early spring, and the extremely cold breath suddenly filled the surrounding areas. The gray cold mist flowed like a rushing river, rushing and roaring,

Xiang Pei Ling's heart dropped.

At the same time, Ji Lu's mute voice, mixed with endless charm, reached Pei Ling's ears: "Don't resist!"

"I am the love of your life..."

This statement showed that he was not familiar with it, but to Pei Ling's ears, it seemed to be Senior Sister Li's voice, and there seemed to be an urgent urging coming from somewhere.

Urging him to immediately obey the other party's words, not to resist, not to defend, not to dodge, just stand there and let the other party do anything to him...

But the next moment, Pei Ling suddenly woke up, blood cut through the sky, and the Nine Soul Sword slashed fiercely!

Ji Lu immediately changed his moves, his snow sleeves fluttering, and he raised his hand to block it in front of him.

puff!

There was a flash of blood, blood flowers splashed, a slender and delicate arm like a lotus root flew up high, and rain of blood fell one after another. Ji Lu's figure flashed, and he appeared several feet away. His appearance was still stunning, but his robes A sleeve was cut off, and the arm under the sleeve was cut off. Red blood stains were splashed on the body, and a few drops splashed on the face, like an epiphyllum stained with elixir, or a white lotus reflecting the clouds, revealing a bit of sadness in the beautiful beauty.

Ji Lu's beautiful eyes were cold and he looked straight at Pei Ling.

Xuanshan Xunxun, Pei Ling stood up in the air and said coldly: "Master Ji, these illusions and tricks have no meaning in the face of real strength!"

After saying this, he did not hold back any longer, and the Nine Soul Sword roared out and slashed out. Blood was like a tide, and they rushed towards Jilu one after another.

Brush brush brush…

The light of the sword was like snow, the evil energy was like a river, the rushing waves were vast, and the huge waves were roaring, as if they were going to swallow up Ji Lu, Pengniao, and the chariot completely in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the roaring sun and the roaring scene, Ji Lu's mouth corners were slightly curved, his fresh lips were like blood, reflecting the snow-skinned appearance, which made the country charming. The smile on his face became more and more weird, and he remained motionless. Standing on the same spot, where the arm was broken, the flesh sprouts suddenly squirmed and regenerated an arm that was the same as the original one at a very fast speed.

At the same time, its aura is rising steadily, becoming stronger than before!

With his white robe in the wind and his golden ring shining, Ji Lu did not change at all in the eyes of others, but in Pei Ling's eyes, he sometimes turned into Senior Sister Li, sometimes Si Hong Qingyan, sometimes Yan Minghua...

His voice was hoarse and soft: "Even if you have seen through the illusion now, what can you do?"

"You can no longer kill me!"
Chapter completed!