Seeing Pei Ling again, the shuttle obviously paused. Then, Jiang Fengwu escaped from it, knelt down on the ground, and said with great respect: "Greetings to the Youyang Sword Saint!"

"The Sword Saint's great blessings reach the heavens, he will live forever, and he will be deeply benevolent..."

"The villain has brought the mayor and his son with him. Next, he will definitely find a place with simple folk customs and fertile soil and water to resettle them..."

After saying that, seeing that Pei Ling had no intention of stopping him, Jiang Fengwu breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the shuttle, and continued to escape towards the outside of Qingyao Mountain.

The next moment, the demon cultivator who had just escaped also flew back to the place from the other direction at a very fast speed.

When these demon cultivators saw Pei Ling, their expressions changed. After they realized what they were doing, they hurriedly saluted: "Greetings to Youyang Sword Saint!"

"The Sword Saint is tolerant and generous, like pure jade and pure gold..."

Just like Jiang Fengwu just now, when they saw that Pei Ling was still standing with his hands behind his back and had no intention of taking action, the demon cultivators hurriedly flattered him a few words and hurriedly fled towards Qingyao Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, on the long grass, the ghost sedan was floated and flickered from a certain direction in Qingyao Mountain, and was carried back to its original place by eight ghosts.

Pei Ling's face darkened, and without any hesitation, he stretched his hand forward, and a majestic portal immediately opened in the void.

This portal is purely composed of resentment, hatred, curses... and is full of ominous and evil thoughts.

The portal was pitch black, seemingly hiding endless sneaks, exuding majestic Yin Qi, casting a layer of gloom over the world in an instant.

Pei Ling flicked his robe sleeves, and a huge gust of wind emerged from the ground, instantly involving Zhong Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang. Then, he stepped out and took the two of them directly into the portal.

Whoosh!

Its speed was as fast as lightning. In the end, Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang had no time to react. They only felt that the surrounding scene was changing in thousands of ways, but all they could see was a strange and bizarre scene. It seemed that they had crossed thousands of rivers and mountains in an instant and arrived at an unknown place.

Distant place.

But at this moment, Pei Ling suddenly stopped.

Zhong Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang suddenly came back to their senses, only to see the empty mountain was silent. Not far away, the wreckage of Baicao Town was suspended in the air like a floating island. They did not move a step and still stopped in place!

Pei Ling's expression suddenly became serious. Is it Ni's back-up plan?

impossible!

"Reverse" does not have such strength!

Being able to trap him in this world without him being aware of it... If "Reverse" could really do it, why was there any need to waste time with him just now?

In this situation, there are only two possibilities...

One is the immortal from the lower realm!

The second is...a certain terrifying existence from Qingyao Mountain!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately raised his head, looked towards the sky, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is it?"

This sound was like a bell, thick and loud, and spread throughout the whole world in an instant.

The next moment, the situation suddenly changed, and the vast and majestic demonic energy roared down on the sky that was originally as clear as glass!

The demonic energy dispersed, like billowing smoke, covering the sky and the sun in a blink of an eye, making the sky dim instantly, just like the night falling suddenly.

On the earth, the vegetation is swaying violently, the mountains and rivers are trembling, and the streams are gurgling. Everything is madly conveying the idea of ​​surrender.

It's like a minister welcoming the king's arrival.

At the same time, a strong desire to kneel down surged from every plant, tree and gravel around, constantly impacting the minds of outsiders.

At the end of the day, both Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang's expressions changed drastically, and they each used their sect's mental methods to try to stabilize their Taoist minds so as not to fall to the ground immediately.

Pei Ling calmed down and immediately dispelled the urging that seemed to come from this side of the world. He focused his attention on the sky and waited patiently.

At this moment, above Qingming, an ancient voice that seemed to have gone through countless years sounded: "Chongming descendants, Fusang created..."

"For the sake of your ten-day commitment, you have just come to rescue the descendants of our clan."

"This emperor will also give you a way to survive!"

This emperor?

Qing wants the Demon Emperor!

Pei Ling frowned, feeling relieved in his heart, and then slightly awe-inspiring.

If the immortal had not taken action, he would still have a glimmer of hope!

But since he is the Demon Emperor... he has never seen the Demon Emperor, let alone his strength. However, Qingyao Mountain is one of the four most dangerous places, and even if it is as powerful as the nine major sects, they are quite afraid of it.

You don’t need to think about it to know that the strength of this demon emperor must be above the Mahayana!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling glanced at Zhong Kui Jingyi and Qiao Ciguang beside him, and immediately said: "Junior Pei Ling, I have met the senior Demon Emperor."

"The disturbance in Qingyao Mountain this time is all done by this junior alone and has nothing to do with anyone else."

"Please, senior, be lenient and let the innocent go."

"The junior is left alone and the senior is left to his own devices."

Zhong Kui Jingyi was slightly startled, unable to believe that the devil Pei Ling could actually say such words.

At this time, the ancient and incomparable voice said lightly: "All seekers of the Tao, the moment they step into Qingyao Mountain, they will have their own cause and effect."

"Since cause and effect are established, if you give up halfway, you will be ruining your future."

"This trip is an opportunity or a dead end. I can only bear it myself."

"Mortal creatures who have never entered the Tao can leave, but others must stay!"

"Including those descendants of our clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fengwu and several demon cultivators returned to this place again.

However, Jiang Fengwu was the only one left on the shuttle.

The other two mortals disappeared without knowing when.

Jiang Fengwu and the demon cultivators were immediately horrified. Before their thoughts could change, the mental impact coming from all directions and everything was like a flood that burst a dam and completely swallowed them up in an instant!

"thump!"

The Zadan monk's foundation was weak and his aura was mixed. He couldn't stand the aura at all. He immediately left the shuttle involuntarily and fell to his knees on the ground, sweating profusely.

Compared to Jiang Fengwu, several Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators were even more unbearable.

They crawled on the ground without any resistance. Even if their faces were stained with mud, they didn't care at all. Each one wanted to bury their head directly in the soil.

All the demon cultivators, no matter their heel, clan, or bloodline... are shaking like chaff at this moment, with fear, surrender, trembling, and guilt coming from the bottom of their hearts... just like the roaring waves of a storm!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The demon cultivators were like fish thrown ashore at this moment. They all had difficulty breathing and almost collapsed on the spot.

An instinct that seems to have been passed down from a long time ago completely dominates their thoughts. The demon cultivators who originally maintained their human bodies returned to their original forms in the blink of an eye.

Bird monsters with gorgeous feathers, majestic bear bears, sea tribes with azure water vapor lingering, gorgeous flower monsters, peak monsters intertwined with red gold and ink... The huge body of the monster tribe instantly covered the originally extremely spacious foot of the mountain.

, filled to the brim.

After returning to their original form, these demon cultivators felt that the pressure coming from deep within their bloodline was increasing.

But at the same time, they also feel the protection and longing from the sky, from this earth, from the entire Qingyao Mountain, as if they belong here countless years ago, and like wanderers who have been wandering for many years, separated by countless years.

, after many mountains and rivers, countless grievances and hatreds, I set foot on the land of Sangzi again.

An extremely strong and deep emotion that these demon cultivators had never experienced before penetrated into their bones and awakened their memories that had been dormant for an unknown amount of time. Before they knew it, all the demon cultivators had tears streaming down their faces: "Your Majesty.

?His Majesty!"

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged and he said: "This junior has entered the path of immortality. It doesn't take too long to enter the realm of floating life, start the chess game of floating life, and ascend to the upper realm."

"There are still vacancies in the Xianlu quota. As long as the senior is willing to let people go, the junior will take the quota..."

However, before he could finish his words, the ancient and vicissitudes of voice interrupted directly: "No need."

Pei Ling was suddenly startled.

The quota in the Fusheng chess game has always been his trump card against beings above the Mahayana stage.

Now this demon emperor doesn't care at all?

After being briefly surprised, Pei Ling quickly regained his composure.
Chapter completed!