Hearing this, Pei Ling shook his head and said, "Junior does not need Senior's life, and, in this battle, Senior has no chance of winning."

"Even if the seniors have means similar to the [Seven Killing Disaster Banners] of Lord Tiecheng, it is the same."

"Junior is now stronger than when he was fighting with Lord Tiecheng!"

Meng Hongxuan looked slightly surprised, but soon returned to normal, and then asked, "Then what do you want?"

Pei Ling said: "Junior is not short of anything now, senior can make a move."

Meng Hongxuan frowned, thought for a while, and quickly said, "I already owe you once, and I can't owe more."

"When you were in Yousu Tomb, you used a method for me and Huan Yunzhen of the Hanan Sword Sect..."

"Although the means on my body have not yet been resolved, after reshaping my physical body, my cultivation base is very close to the peak of the past."

"Now it is checked and balanced by the law, and it will no longer be affected by that method."

"Next, if you win, it will be as you wish."

Hearing this, Pei Ling was slightly taken aback. The method he used against Meng Hongxuan at that time was to sacrifice Su Xirou's replica body, and cast the [Devil's Great Evolution Spell] on him.

At that time, Su Xirou had already been refined into his cauldron by the system.

Right now, Meng Hongxuan has promised to do as he wishes, could it be...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling coughed dryly and looked at Meng Hongxuan with burning eyes.

However, I saw this very supreme elder in front of me, who looked like a twenty-eight-year-old girl, with beautiful eyebrows, a complexion like jade, and her head was full of blue silk. One after another, the slanted red is tactful, and when the long eyelashes flicker, the bright eyes are like autumn water condensed, with thousands of waves of light.

Her figure is graceful and slender, with fluttering colorful skirts, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming but not demonic, gently pulling the flowers and branches, the temperament of the ladies and the fairy goddess is as one, dignified and reserved, and the appearance of the fairy is invisible.

Pei Ling suddenly said solemnly: "Senior Meng, please rest assured!"

"The younger generation didn't have any malicious intentions at the beginning, it was just a situation that forced him to do it as a last resort."

"Furthermore, Senior Meng is the Supreme Elder of Su Zhentian. His status and status are very high, and his cultivation base is also a dignified way. If he really wants to become the cauldron of the younger generation... this is called the younger generation, it's really too embarrassing!"

As he said that, Pei Ling looked embarrassed.

Become Pei Ling's furnace?

Meng Hongxuan's expression was startled. She meant that she could continue to work for Pei Ling, but she didn't say that she wanted to become the other party's cauldron!

The complexion of the Supreme Elder Su Zhentian was a little unsightly, but after hesitating for a while, he did not refute.

After all, she owed this junior a life...

After a brief silence, Meng Hongxuan said, "I may not lose."

"If you lose, please leave Su Zhentian immediately, and don't come back to challenge Zhengdao Sect."

Pei Ling said with a smile: "Senior, please!"

Meng Hongxuan immediately shot, and immediately slapped Pei Ling with her palm.

The originally calm sky changed color in an instant, and the majestic spirit surged from all directions, instantly converging into a huge cloud of palms, with the power of ten thousand, endlessly cold and vast.

Thousands of miles of air in the sky are surging, and the wind is shaking like a knife.

Pei Ling was slightly surprised, in the late stage of the union!

After reshaping the body, Meng Hongxuan's cultivation was so high? !

Thinking of this, he didn't have any hesitation. It was like a real darkness, like ink dripping into water, and it diffused out in an instant, covering the entire world in a blink of an eye.

...After a long time, the [Mist of the Netherworld] began to collapse in the middle.

The noisy whispers gradually dissipated, and the heaven and earth returned to clarity.

Pei Ling's figure gradually emerged, standing high in the sky, his body was unscathed, and his robes and temples were not messed up.

On the ground diagonally below him, Meng Hongxuan was half-kneeling on the sand, her breath was disordered, her high bun was fluffy, a flower hairpin disappeared, her body was covered in scars, her dress was damaged, and blood was slowly oozing out. .

Meng Hongxuan suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards Pei Ling in the sky.

She asked very weakly: "Dreams reflect the world... Is this the magic of fairy dreams in the eternal night desert?"

As she said that, Meng Hongxuan coughed violently, and she lowered her head and spat out a large mouthful of dark blood.

Pei Ling stepped out, and instantly appeared on the ground from a high altitude, and soon came to him.

His mind moved slightly, and the many curses in Meng Hongxuan's body were relieved, and at the same time, he replied: "This technique is called [Mingtian Dream], and it really comes from the Eternal Night Desert."

"However, there is still a big gap with the real fairy dream."

"After all, this junior is not an immortal..."

【Dream of Heaven】……

Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly, and then said weakly again: "Because of this immortal art, I now suspect that you are the one in the Eternal Night Desert."

"You'd better find a chance to clarify."

"Otherwise, there may be a lot of trouble in the future."

Five sects of the right way, suspect that he is a fallen immortal?

Pei Ling was stunned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Thank you for reminding me, senior."

Meng Hongxuan had another heart-piercing cough. In her dream just now, even though Pei Ling had left her hand, she was still seriously injured.

Right now, after just two words, her condition is getting worse and worse...

Therefore, Meng Hongxuan immediately took out the medicinal pill and swallowed it, and then started to recover the injury in the body by running the exercises.

Pei Lingjing stood beside him, protecting him.

After a long period of time, Meng Hongxuan's breath finally calmed down, she spit out a dull breath, and said in a disappointed voice, "You won!"

Pei Ling said with a smile: "Senior Meng came from a long way, why don't you go to the junior's Dharma boat first?"

Meng Hongxuan said calmly, "Okay..."

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on the ark.

Penthouse.

Zhao Juanjuan stood alone in the room, looking at the unfamiliar things in front of her, standing with her hands down, quietly waiting for the senior to return.

She doesn't remember what happened before now, only vaguely know that she seems to have fallen into the hands of the magic cultivator of Wushi Mountain Villa.

After waking up, he was rescued by the elder Taishang in the door just now.

Although the elder Meng Taishang's face was very unfamiliar, the aura of the Suzhen Heavenly Lineage Cultivation Technique could not be faked.

With Elder Meng Taishang's high level of cultivation, this time with Pei Ling, he will definitely be caught...

At this time, Zhao Juanjuan suddenly had another strange thought in his heart.

Pei Ling's devil has many tricks. Although Elder Meng Taishang is powerful, he may be defeated and fall into the devil's hands.

And as a disciple of hers, it is also impossible to resist the devil.

Next, she and Elder Meng Taishang could only be bullied by the devil...

Thinking about it, Zhao Juanjuan's heart began to speed up, his face became hot, his breathing became a little short, and he gradually indulged in the fantasy of the second thought.

For a while, there were a lot of distractions and thoughts, and even the legs were a little weak...

After a while, Zhao Juanjuan suddenly came back to his senses, what happened? ?

Why do you think about this? ? ?