With a thought, Pei Ling immediately moved Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, and Huan Yunzhen out of the place.

This is a real fairyland!

At present, he has recovered the immortal position he had when he came in, but the three of Su Xirou are still only in the same way, but they may not be able to look directly at his true appearance at the moment.

In order to prevent the three of them from having an accident, they couldn't be allowed to stay here.

At this time, the countless spells, magical powers, and laws from the top inheritance of the nine major sects sent out by the [Seed of Creation] rolled down towards Pei Ling like a shower.

Pei Ling immediately raised his hand, and a huge, majestic pale golden palm suddenly appeared.

Boom boom boom boom!

All attacks were blocked by this big hand.

Immediately afterwards, this palm continued to expand, covering the entire starry sky in an instant, and grasped the entire [Seed of Creation], together with the ghostly shadows and the shadows of the nine major sects.

This is the [Heaven-Captured Hand] of the Lucky Dynasty!

The aura of the [Seed of Creation] held by the giant hand decayed rapidly, and the huge phantom withered and withered in an instant. speed fades.

[Seed of Creation] An obscure, hoarse voice sounded: "My cause becomes my fruit, and my actions practice my heart!"

The voice fell, and the breath that had just weakened instantly became stronger, but there was an indescribable death in the eyes that were originally full of vitality.

The withered ghost shadow re-solidifies, but its branches and leaves have undergone great changes: the branches and leaves that were originally dark green and light blue, and the edges of the leaves were dyed with a touch of gold, turned into a deadly smoky gray, constantly escaping ashes. Misty fog.

In the fog, a group of skeletons with incomparable resentment emerged, and the color of the branches turned pale white. Looking closely, it was astonishingly assembled from countless bones. Snow fluttered and fell like goose feathers.

Pei Ling's [Capturing Heaven's Hand] was propped up a little bit by the towering and sinister canopy.

Above the branches and leaves, the phantoms of the nine sects wriggled, turning into nine scorching suns with illusory images. .

Nine days are empty, the heat wave is monstrous!

Although it is a phantom, when it is hanging high, it exudes a surging heat without reservation. That kind of aura that looks at everything and sees the common people like a dog, like a sea of ​​anger and waves rolling in.

The entire heaven and earth ignited a pure golden flame in an instant.

The flames were raging, fiery, and arrogant, as if they were going to burn down the entire space.

The fire rushed to the face, and it burned to Pei Ling's body in an instant, but Pei Ling's face was still calm, standing still in the air, he is now a fairy!

No flame, even the blazing flame from the scorching sun, could do no harm to him at this moment.

Looking at the [Seed of Creation] in front of him, Pei Ling was slightly surprised.

Back then, the prisoner in the deepest part of the "Heaven" area of ​​Du'eryuan, the old demon who destroyed the lotus, was brought into the fairy dream by the will of the true immortal. ], he was able to fight back even when he personally took action!

If this is not a dream...

No!

Even the [Dream of Heaven] that he displayed would not be able to defeat the [Seed of Creation] at the moment!

It is a pity that his power at the moment comes entirely from the one in the Eternal Night Desert, unless the strength of [Seed of Creation] is stronger than that of the Eternal Night Desert.

Otherwise, all resistance will be in vain.

When his thoughts were turning, Pei Ling dispersed [Capturing Heaven's Hand].

Without repression, all the power of [Seed of Creation] burst out instantly.

The huge eyeballs flickered with dazzling brilliance, and the phantom shadows flourished, growing at an astonishing speed, covering the entire starry sky.

The branches and leaves are dense and the crown is towering.

The nine rounds of the sun shines in the sky, and the golden flames are like melted red gold, flowing freely in the starry sky.

Stars and stars vanished into ashes in the majestic fiery heat. The originally cold sea of ​​stars seemed to be ignited by the whole, with flowing gold and throbbing gold everywhere... The icy paleness turned into ubiquitous gold in the blink of an eye. flame!

Pei Ling stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly, "Senior, what else do you wish for?"

[Seed of Creation] Looking straight at him, the ghostly shadows swirled slightly, and countless gray-black leaves were falling and splashing like a grand autumn leaf.

Every leaf turned into a terrifying spell, magical power, law... and fell towards Pei Ling.

Above the tree canopy, the nine-round scorching sun that hangs high suddenly roars down, knocking away countless stars, piercing the void, and hitting Pei Ling as well.

The light of the cold and silent stars was completely covered by the scorching sun, as if it had long since been annihilated.

At this moment, in the starry sky, there are only [Seeds of Creation], phantom shadows, and nine days of rapid fall. The scorching sun is so blazing that it is impossible to look directly into the sky, not a single star, not even an inch of starlight.

This seems to be all the blows of [Seed of Creation]!

At the same time, its cold and obscure voice sounded again: "Sacrificing my destiny, calling my antecedents."

"The flame of Ganyuan burns your fruit!"

As soon as Pei Ling stretched out his hand, the Nine Soul Saber was grasped into his palm as he thought.

Now that he is immortal, he is not afraid of the [Seed of Creation], but out of respect for the strong, he will use his own life knife, and the way of the knife that he has learned in his life, to send him the last ride.

Ignoring the numerous attacks that were about to come, Pei Ling closed his eyes, his mind, qi, mind, will... all united. After a short pause, the Jiu Po ​​Dao suddenly slashed out!

A blood-colored sword energy without pretentiousness burst out from the sky.

This sword energy is ordinary, as if it was just done casually, but Cui Wei, the sword meaning in it, is as real as it is, and it contains seemingly endless power, but it is all compressed into one point!

This is not the [Blood Demon Sword Technique], nor the [Yin Huang Kong Ming Slash], but his own understanding of the Dao of the Blade so far!

brush……

The saber energy is lively and brisk, moving forward inexorably, colliding with countless spells, supernatural powers, and laws. It seems thin and small, but wherever it goes, it treats all attacks as if nothing, without the slightest hindrance. Kill all spells.

The nine rounds of the sun suddenly fell, and countless stars collapsed, melted, and scattered ashes in the unimaginable high temperature... But the sword energy was not affected at all, the blood color was fleeting, and the nine rounds were originally dazzling, arrogant and domineering. Great sun, dim in an instant.

The golden flames jumped in unison, and then the golden flames in the entire space quickly weakened.

Thousands of spells and nine suns were all slashed with one sword!

[The Seed of Creation] The aura is like a rainbow, and the eyes emitting a strange brilliance calmly watched this scene, letting the blood-colored saber aura fall unabated, fearless, not retreating but advancing, brazenly facing the saber, the pupils In the middle of the midst, the treacherous brilliance burst out, and all the vitality, death, gloom... all burst out without reservation, making a final fight!

The next moment, the blood-colored saber qi was instantly cut off.

The huge eyeball shattered...