At this time, many Supreme Elders followed closely and prostrated themselves on the ground, congratulating again: "Congratulations to the Great Buddha for the success of the Taoist Tribulation, may you grow up soon!"

"Congratulations to the Great Buddha Order for teaching Fang Tiandi a world-saving talent. There is hope for peace in the Panya world!"

"Double happiness is coming today, so we should choose a place to help to celebrate!"

"That's right! Please also ask the Great Buddha to issue an order to save this world. It is our duty to do so!"

"The sky and the earth are vast, and the universe is vast. It is too narrow to save only a small area. It is better to start a war against counterfeiting, use the Great Pagoda to make the disaster successful, and use the power of educating Pei Ling to put an end to the disasters of the world in one fell swoop!"

"Wait a minute, have you forgotten? Before the crusade against the five false sects, there is one more matter that needs to be adjudicated by the Great Buddha. The changes in the Evernight Desert have not yet been concluded..."

"I report to the Great Buddha Order that with our strength, we are unable to detect the problem of the Evernight Desert. Now that the Great Buddha Order has returned victoriously, we don't know when we can go to the Evernight Desert to investigate the situation?"

Listening to their busy discussion, Pei Ling, who was sitting on the throne, had no expression on his face and didn't reply.

The majestic power of heaven and earth was still pouring into his body.

By this time, Pei Ling had completely come to his senses.

The real founder of the "Five Plagues" has failed to overcome the tribulation, and his body and soul have disappeared!

When the Dao Tribulation came before, he did not think that the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" would have the possibility of failing to overcome the Tribulation... This was not that he did not think of it at the time, but that he had never seen such a calamity since he entered the Dao Path.

The geniuses of the nine major sects died in the thunder disaster!

And the monks who can reach the Hedao stage and above are all the most gifted among the gifted!

In the period of transcending tribulation, there are many geniuses who are astonishingly talented and brilliant all the way, and there is an existence that cannot be matched!

Such a strong man, the founder of the Reincarnation Tower... is so powerful, and his trump cards are so unpredictable...

But even so, the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" died directly in the Tao Tribulation!

This really surprised him!

But at the same time, this also means that the Dao tribulation in the tribulation period is so terrifying!

"Fortunately, I have the teachings taught by the will of the true immortal [The mortal world is as fearful as the sky]... There is no need to worry about the Taoist calamity."

"On the contrary, this time on the path to immortality, the founder of the 'Five Plagues' died not at my hands, but in a catastrophe, but my path to immortality was still successful..."

"This should be because I caused the Taoist calamity of the founder of the 'Five Plagues'."

"However, there is another possibility... I had been using [Ten thousand feet of red dust, fear me like the sky] all the time."

"The founder of the 'Five Plagues' died in a natural disaster and died in the way of heaven."

"And at that time, I was pretending to be the way of heaven..."

"So Xianlu decided that I was the one who killed the founder of the 'Five Plagues'..."

Just as he was thinking about this, the system prompt sounded again in Pei Ling's mind: "Ding dong! The [Xianlu Fuyuan: Tower of Reincarnation] gift has been completed..."

"Ding dong! This time the gift is tripled, and the system will continue to give you [Blessings on the Immortal Road: Han An Sword Sect], [Blessing on the Immortal Road: Su Zhentian]..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling stood up immediately.

However, before he took a step forward, the surrounding scene suddenly became strange and strange, and he suddenly appeared in front of a tall and towering giant door!

The darkness surrounding this portal is deep, and there are all kinds of heart-stopping horrors that are as dense as the real thing.

On the left side, the gilded brush strokes outline a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the extinction of all living beings, as if a catastrophe is approaching and the sky is falling apart; on the right side, there is peace and prosperity, wealth and wealth, and prosperity like burning oil.

At this moment, the giant door opened, revealing the scene behind the door.

It was a cloud-like gray-black mist. It was not particularly dense, but it was blurry and chaotic. It was difficult for the monk's eyes and spiritual thoughts to detect the specific situation inside, which was similar to the "Mist of the Underworld".

There were more than a dozen shadows scattered in the mist. Judging from their outlines, they seemed to be monks sitting cross-legged.

Every shadow conveys a terrifying and vast aura, like thousands of mountains, pressing down with pressure.

A series of obscure and silent gazes came out from the darkness under the hood, all falling on Pei Ling.

"Ding dong! An external attack has been detected. This free giveaway ends here."

"Ding dong! [Xianlu Fuyuan] gift failed, the system will triple the gift for you next time..."

"Ding dong! This training is over. Thank you host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click hosting, and worry-free ascension! I look forward to your sharing of your training evaluation. If you are satisfied, please give five stars..."

Following a series of system prompts, Pei Ling immediately regained control of his body.

His expression remained unchanged, but he immediately knew in his heart that those behind this giant door were all the ancestors of the past generations who had not yet ascended to the Tower of Reincarnation!

Without any hesitation, he immediately bowed his head and saluted: "Pei Ling, the current holy son of the Chongming Sect, pays homage to the seniors of the Holy Tower!"

A figure in the middle of the door replied bluntly: "The Holy Tower needs a few places in the floating realm."

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Tower of reincarnation.

The ruins of Jushuang City.

The remaining bricks and tiles are gone, and the wind and sand are rolling in, quickly annihilating the traces of the existence of a large city.

Above the sky, the sky is bright, and the scene where the night suddenly approaches has long since disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. However, the remaining aura of Dao tribulation between the heaven and the earth still frightens many living beings.

Dust storms were flying, gravel was rustling, but otherwise there was no movement.

The five-color smoke mixed with the wind and sand dispersed quietly.

The plague spreads like mist, gathering and dispersing indefinitely.

In the deepest part of the huge abyss, there is an endless gurgling sound.

The surging river of blood is rising little by little. The blood is flowing in torrents and is filled with indescribable terrifying power.

Even ordinary Taoist monks find it difficult to get close to him.

Tracing back along this vast river of blood, there is a figure in gray robes.

His face is haggard, and he wears a glazed tower with a streak of blood on his waist. His body still retains a powerful aura, but its vitality has completely dissipated.

He is the founder of the "Five Plagues"!

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the space not far away.

A pale and translucent soul hand poked out from the crack. On the soul hand, the simple and cold energy made people's hearts palpitate. It ignored the remaining power of the Tao Tribulation in the abyss and ignored the poison intertwined with the five-color smoke.

, ignoring the pressure of the blood river... directly grabbed the remains of the founder of the "Five Plagues" and put them into the crack.

The next moment, the space rift had closed, leaving only a rolling river of blood, rushing rapidly at the bottom of the abyss, galloping, and spreading for thousands of miles...

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Chongming Zong.

Heritage Hall.

Thousands of soul lanterns float and sink, dotted with stars, gathering like a sea.

In the void above this vast ocean, Patriarch Fuqiong was sitting upright. At this moment, he stretched out a soul hand that was as pale as death and as clear as crystal, and submerged into the void.

Soon, his shoulders stopped moving and his arms retracted from the void little by little.

When the Patriarch "Fu Qiong" completely retracted this arm, a corpse wrapped in gray robes was also pulled out of the space crack. It was the fallen "Five Plagues"!

Looking at this training material for transcending the tribulation period, Patriarch "Fu Qiong" nodded slightly.

His current level of cultivation does not allow him to use this kind of material, but when he was young, he went through quite a difficult time and knew that every resource was extremely precious and must be cherished.

Therefore, waste is the last thing to be seen!

That junior Pei Ling has very bad habits!

The last time he challenged Jiuyi Mountain and the Tiansheng Cult, he was like this. If he won, he would go to the other sect to show off his power, not knowing how to collect the materials first.

Many times, even if this junior doesn't use those materials himself, he can still use them to sell spiritual stones...

However, in the Jiuyi Mountain incident, the "Shiwei" junior recovered the materials in time, and the situation in the Tiansheng Cult was similar.

But this time, he just waited for three breaths. Since the Reincarnation Tower has no intention of recycling it, then... this is an ownerless material, and what he picked up is his!

Next, I will deal with this material. After Pei Ling returns to the clan, he will teach this junior not to be so lavish every time...

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Chapter completed!