Green, yellow, red, white, black, five colors of smoke appear out of thin air!

The smoke was ethereal and void, intertwined with each other, and turned into countless thumb-sized skulls. They were connected and involved, like a huge net, carrying endless wails, and suddenly covered Pei Ling!

Pei Ling immediately spoke in a cold voice and said grandly: "Reverse!"

Between heaven and earth, the laws change in response.

The five-color smoke net of the founder of the "Five Plagues" instantly froze in the void and stopped moving forward, but it did not go backwards either.

Swish, brush, brush...

The sharp blade pierced the air, blood surged wildly, and Pei Ling instantly slashed out countless cold sword auras.

In an instant, the crimson reflection in the sky was like a rising tide, the sword energy surged mightily, and the roaring roar was like a stormy sea, rolling towards the founder of the "Five Plagues".

The Patriarch of "Five Plagues" stood motionless in the air, while the sleeves of his gray robe were fluttering, he played a simple magic formula.

All the sword energy slashing at him immediately turned darker in color, turning from blood color to crimson in an instant, like dried blood stains that had lost their vitality, looking almost ink-colored under the dark sky. The sword energy paused briefly, and the next moment, All the sword energy suddenly collapsed!

The huge red-black waves collapsed like mountains, and the raging waves filled the entire world.

The magic formula in the hands of the "Five Plagues" Patriarch changed again. Pei Ling's eyes suddenly felt itchy. Blood-colored hairs with cold and dry breath suddenly grew out of his eyes. He couldn't see for a while. The blood-colored hairs sprouted from his eye sockets. The location quickly spread throughout his body.

At the snap of his fingers, Pei Ling's whole body was quickly covered with a thick layer of blood-colored hair, making him look like an animal.

At the same time, coldness, madness, resentment, violence... madness impacted his state of mind, seeming to destroy all his reason and emotions, and turn him into a ferocious beast that only knew how to kill!

Under the influence of [Modao Qingxian], Pei Ling's aura surged again, and he was already infinitely close to the true period of transcending the tribulation!

Feeling the seemingly endless bloodlust, the frenzy surged in, constantly disturbing his mind, a violent blood color appeared in Pei Ling's eyes. With a thought in his mind, countless small runes were flying and intertwined deep in the hole, and in an instant, this wave of The overwhelming malice was swallowed up, and the aura increased slightly again.

This is [Resentful Demonic Power]!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately calmed down, but without paying any attention to the injuries on his body, he immediately performed a simple magic formula and said in a calm voice: "Everyone..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of crisis, as if his life and death were at stake. In an instant, without any hesitation, Pei Ling slashed out with the Nine Soul Sword.

clang!!!

The huge sound of gold and iron echoed in all directions like ripples, and the void was twisted and broken layer by layer. Pei Ling felt a powerful force coming from the Jiu Soul Blade, and his wrist suddenly went numb. He could not see now. Although he couldn't see things, his spiritual mind clearly perceived that what the Nine Soul Sword struck was the five-color snare that he had fixed using the law of "reverse"!

If he had continued to use magic just now, he would have been tightly covered by this giant net!

For a moment, Pei Ling frowned. The Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" struck too quickly, and he had to go all out for every move to barely compete. However, there was no difference between the incarnation of Mo Lilan and Shi Xianxian. Opportunity for magic!

This is a huge gap in cultivation!

He must be injured more seriously!

Only by allowing [Mo Dao Qingxian] to exert its almost magical power can he have a chance of winning!

As his mind was spinning, Pei Ling immediately said in a vague voice: "Everyone!"

The densely packed replica of the ancestral sword appeared in the void again. The blade was as dense as frost and snow, and its silver scales were dotted as it swam, like a surging river.

The sword river is like a waterfall, all falling down, but the target is not the founder of the "Five Plagues", but Pei Ling himself!

Puff puff puff puff...

A violent sound of a sharp blade entering the body resounded through the sky, and blood spurted out, falling like rain. In an instant, Pei Ling was injured by his own laws, and his bones were covered with bones. His vitality quickly passed away, and his breath suddenly weakened, almost to the point of being helpless.

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However, his cultivation level suddenly skyrocketed!

At this moment, Pei Ling's robes vibrated, and his big sleeves bulged to the extreme. New strength emerged in his limbs, and his breath surged like a tide. He climbed higher and higher, breaking through a seemingly insurmountable chasm in an instant.

Suddenly entered the level of transcending the tribulation period!

Not much time!

This state can only be maintained for a few breaths...otherwise, he will really be killed by himself!

Pei Ling immediately raised his head and looked at the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues". In an instant, a terrifying sword intent rose into the sky!

Seeing that Pei Ling's aura suddenly became extremely powerful, even though it was not much different from what he was now, the expression of the "Five Plagues" Patriarch did not change at all. This temporary increase in cultivation power was not a real tribulation after all!

However, the technique used by this junior seems to be very unusual...

However, just when he was about to take action...

Rumble!!!

An earth-shaking thunder exploded, and huge purple lightning burst into the sky, splitting the entire sky into pieces.

In the ink-colored calamity clouds, the thunder is as powerful as the sea, and the sky is fierce. It seems that the calamity has been brewed and is about to fall!

Seeing this scene, the expression of the founder of the "Five Plagues" changed drastically. Pei Ling's magical skills had obviously been interrupted by him, but the Taoist calamity hadn't stopped yet?!

not good!

Every Dao Tribulation in the Tribulation Period is a battle between life and death!

He entered the period of transcending tribulations thousands of years ago, and the scene of the first Tao tribulation in the seventy-seventh year, with clouds of calamity, thunder and lightning, roaring of filial piety, and the surrounding fields being flooded, is still fresh in his memory!

That time, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death during the tribulation. He finally exhausted all his means, all his trump cards, all his accumulation... and just managed to survive!

In each subsequent Dao tribulation, the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" gave everything he had to survive the Dao tribulation with serious injuries.

There were even several times, if not for luck, he would have almost died and died!

And every time after passing through a tribulation, he would immediately enter the secret place of the Holy Tower to practice in seclusion.

The nine major sects have profound foundations, and the secret places have been laid out for generations, which is a great blessing for the monks who practice the Taoism of this sect.

Coupled with the food provided by the sect, the injuries caused by a catastrophe can be basically healed in a hundred years.

After recovering from the injury, stabilize your cultivation, and prepare for decades to hundreds of years before you can face the next Tao tribulation...

Therefore, he had to use means to postpone the Dao catastrophe that occurred once every seventy-seven years to one hundred and fifty years, or even two hundred years, before time would be considered sufficient!

But now, less than a hundred years have passed since his last Dao tribulation!

The old injuries he suffered in that Dao tribulation have not yet completely healed!

As his mind was spinning, the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" immediately took out a bronze bell the size of a human head.

On the bronze bell, countless small runes are engraved, and the edge is a circle of jade-like inlays. If you look carefully, you can see tiny skulls, all with their mouths wide open, spitting out smoke of five colors, lingering

Like a belt, it is wrapped around the bell body layer by layer.

This bronze bell looks delicate, like a child's toy, but it exudes majestic and terrifying power, causing the space around it to distort slightly.

However, the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" couldn't act in time. Above the sky, the tribulation thunder thundered and thundered down like lightning!

Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!

The brilliant power of heaven suppressed all evils, and in an instant all the evil spirits in the world were wiped out. The harsh electric light was extremely bright, like a great sun rising suddenly in the darkness.

It was majestic and dignified, and it illuminated the entire world in an instant.

The entire universe here turned into a vast sea of ​​thunder in an instant.
Chapter completed!