Teahouse.

Outside the colored glaze window, the white mist was thick and surging arbitrarily, like an invisible ghost, wanting to rush into the building with its teeth and claws.

On the promenade, Mo Lilan's eyes closed slightly, and the whole body was surging with mana, and the ocean was reckless, rising and falling like a tide.

Its breath is obscure and majestic, slowly vomiting in a complicated way, the power of the mysterious and mysterious law in the body is refined by her a little bit.

Before encountering the chaotic will of the ontology, because Pei Xianyou's incarnation was too weak, she was deprived of part of her origin by the chaotic will.

Fortunately, the power of the laws that she had just obtained barely helped her regain her vitality.

Next, when I have more power of law, I will return to the dream of the ontology through the [Dream of the Underworld]. Her sober will can continue to preside over the overall situation and help the ontology to wake up!

Of course, when entering the ontology dream this time, she will continue to bring Pei Ling back and let this friend Pei perform one last sacrifice.

This time, no matter what conditions the friend Pei Xian made, she could agree to it!

As long as she wakes up, no matter what is given, she can get it back again.

Including the life of this friend Pei Xian!

However, seeing that the other party has taken the initiative to help her, and in times of crisis, always advances and retreats with her, and never escaped alone, she will not really take the other party's life, even as long as the other party makes the next conditions. It's not too much, she doesn't bother to take back the good fortune that has been given to the other party.

As long as this friend Pei doesn’t always control her body for no reason...

Just thinking about it, Mo Lilan suddenly stiffened and couldn't move at all!

The needles can be heard in the teahouse for an instant, and the air seems to be stagnant. The entire corridor seems to be frozen into a picture at this moment, only the white mist outside the glazed windows is still churning freely.

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Eternal night desert.

The darkness is full of substance, whispering and whispering, as if countless people roar and pray at the same time, mingled with howling in the ears of every creature that stepped into this place.

Nine towering white stone pillars stood silently, and the chains condensed from the tribulation of the heavens snaked down like a prickly pear, firmly locking the blood-colored coffin that was suspended in the air.

Booming...

Ink clouds in the sky rolled, and thunder thunder occasionally fell.

Ziqing Dianguang swiftly swam along the chain, and the power of thunder pulsed on the coffin like a cobweb.

"Wow!"...

The scarlet coffin kept trembling, causing the chains of the heavens to rub against each other, making a deep and harsh sound.

Nine stalwart figures stand in the air, except for the four ancestors of the Four Demon Sects who have been here before, the other five people, a green robe and bamboo crown, a clear spirit, holding a white jade whisking in the dust, the fairy wind of the bones;

One wears a twelve-chapter gown, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons, and insects are woven on clothes, Zongyi is embroidered on his clothes with algae fire powder and rice, with a long sword hanging from his waist and a jade seal in his hand. The face only feels majestic and grand, with the constitution of the tongue and the law followed by the words;

A person is completely enveloped in the cold and hard armor, but he can't distinguish his gender.

The face helmet is rugged, the armor is black as stone, the shoulders are pierced with fierce beasts, and the waist is wrapped around an angry dragon. It stands upright like a javelin, holding a long stream diagonally, towering like a mountain, steady like a mountain, its breath is thick and heavy, and the iron and blood lingers like a substance;

The last one is a gorgeous beauty with silver hair. Its beads are surrounded by green, graceful and elegant. Although the whole head of blue silk has been in the years, it has turned into the color of frost and snow, but the face is still like eighteen, like the skin of flawless jade, shining brightly, and the eyebrows are reminiscent of the blooming in the late spring and early summer. The forest of flowers, overlooking the beauty and tranquility of the distant mountains through the sparkling waves.

The beauty is sleek, beautiful, and the beauty is peerless. Although the skirt is full of moon, and the ring is pierced with dingdong, it does not hide its gracefulness and makes people forget the meal.

She stood with her sleeves up, with a little majesty in her dignified posture. When she danced with ribbons, she suspended a jade frame engraved with runes on her side. Halo.

The nine great sect ancestors are here!

Without any communication, the nine ancestors each took a position and surrounded the scarlet coffin.

Before long, an extremely huge sky thunder smashed down, and the dull thunder sound had not yet sounded. The terrifying magic power of the nine ancestors was surging instantly, and at the same time they pinched the magic trick.

"Crack, click, click..."

The majestic force was superimposed in the mid-air layer upon layer, and the earth rushed to the blood-colored coffin. Accompanied by the sour movement, the lid of the fallen immortal coffin finally began to show movement.

The scarlet coffin lid began to close at an unnoticeable speed.

After a while, "click."

With a soft sound, the open seam on the **** coffin was completely closed.

The darkness continuously flowing out of the gap stopped immediately.

As the tactics continued, the scarlet coffin was suspended for a while, and finally it slowly sank to the ground.

At this time, the nine patriarchs all breathed a sigh of relief.

They originally thought that since this fallen immortal was already on the verge of waking up, he must have had a part of his sober will.

The Fallen Immortal in this state, even if most of the body's power is still in the seal, still has the strength that is infinitely close to the immortal!

So before coming, all of them were ready for a fierce battle!

But what I didn't expect was that after I started it, I found out that the whole state of the fallen immortal was muddled and unconscious, there was no clear will at all, and the things he had done were completely inexplicable!

At the moment, all nine of them have reached the other side's lair and began to re-seal their bodies.

As a result, the fallen immortal law ignored them, and was still concentrating on hunting down a junior who transformed into a god.

Even after the young man of Huashen hid in Yousu Tomb, he dispatched a large number of madmen carrying his chaotic will to directly block the outside of Yousu Tomb!

Now at Yousu Tomb, I thought that Yongye Desert was going to take the initiative to fight, and there were already a large number of ghosts fighting with the Chaos Will of the Fallen Immortal...

boom!

The scarlet coffin completely fell into the place where it was originally sealed. In the open space between the nine stone pillars, the broken array pattern shone with dim light. However, due to the destruction of the pattern, these rays of light could not be penetrated for a long time, but only At a slow speed, it was repaired automatically.

The ancestors immediately took out all kinds of heaven and earth treasures, and threw them into the formation below.

The formation swiftly swallowed these treasures of heaven, material and earth, and the light was shining for a while, and the speed of automatic repair skyrocketed in an instant.

Before long, the complex array was completely restored. After all the array patterns flashed several times, they went out slowly, and the entire ground returned to normal.

This seal is completely completed!

Seeing that things went so smoothly, the ancestor of Jiuyi Mountain said lightly: "It's okay."

Patriarch Su Zhentian said in a soft tone: "Now, as long as the crazy demons outside the Desert of Yongye are solved, there will be no serious problems."

"These trivial matters." "Mingxue" Patriarch said in a cold voice, "Give it to the children!"

The other patriarchs nodded slightly.

In the next moment, the nine figures gradually disappeared like a scroll washed by water.

Before long, there was no one among the stone pillars.

Booming...

Above the sky, Jie Lei Zha fell.

The purple-cyan lightning rushed along the chain and sank into the ground.

The darkness all around was as real as the substance, and the noisy whispers resembled spring silkworms eating leaves, endless.

Under the dark curtain, the rustling sounds intermittently, and occasionally there is the sound of insects stalking each other and devouring each other, and there are waves of...

Everything is back to the beginning.