He Fuqiong immediately said, "That's good."

"If this battle starts, I'm just going to have a look."

Hearing this, Yan Sichun nodded. She had no interest in the battle between the mountain master and Pei Ling. Even if the five sects of the righteous path were all defeated by Pei Ling's hands, she would not be moved at all.

The five sects of the right way can stand for thousands of years in the panya world, always at the top, with their own heritage and their own arrogance.

A momentary defeat, a momentary low morale, is nothing at all.

It's just that the Demon Sect has produced another talented devil.

Thinking of this, Yan Sichun immediately took out the Guimeng Sword that looked like an autumn water, and asked, "Sect Master, where did Senior Brother Wei's Life Sword come from?"

He Fuqiong glanced at the flying sword, and immediately said, "This is when Pei Ling sent me the war book, and the messenger brought it with me."

"As for how Pei Ling got it, the messenger didn't say, but I don't know either."

Pei Ling?

Yan Sichun was stunned. Senior Brother Wei's life sword was sent back by the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect?

It took a moment for her to come back to her senses, and she immediately said, "Since the sect master has finished understanding the sword, he can return to the sect by himself."

"I still have some things to do. I need to go to Jiuyi Mountain immediately and say goodbye."

Having said that, regardless of whether the sect master agrees or not, Yan Sichun immediately used the escape method and quickly escaped in the direction of Jiuyi Mountain.

He Fuqiong frowned slightly, but when he felt his more advanced swordsmanship, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to such trivial matters, even when he fled in the direction of the Cold Dark Sword Sect.

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The thick darkness is like substance, meeting the long yellow sand in a desolate land.

Black and yellow, with clear boundaries.

Among the rolling sand dunes, scattered stone towers stand, the wind is out of date, the copper bells are dull and melodious, and each **** eyeball opens and closes, checking the four directions.

The four fields are vast and empty, only the sand scorpions swiftly crawled over the gravel, the clusters of splendens sprouts were struggling to grow, and the dead poplars fell to the dust, half-covered and half-exposed, looking desolate and distant.

On the back of a tall sand dune, the blind corners of the towers, and the long and narrow space fissure suddenly opened.

Two figures, a man and a woman, strode out from the crack. Both were wearing grey robes, with their hoods pressed down to their chins. A thick shadow covered their faces, and they wore a glittering glazed pagoda around their waists.

After landing, Divine Sense spread out, confirming that there is no surveillance here, Pei Ling's thoughts moved, and immediately returned to his original appearance, and Si Hongmiaoli did the same beside him.

Looking at the wall-like darkness ahead, Pei Ling said, "After entering, do everything as I say."

Si Hongmiaoli nodded immediately: "Understood!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly. Just like last time, he used the various identities of the monks of the nine sects to continuously borrow the teleportation formations of the nine sects and rushed to the edge of the Eternal Night Desert with Si Hongmiaoli.

Along the way, he has already explained to Si Hongmiaoli everything that should be explained.

After entering the Eternal Night Desert, go to see the will of the true immortal first, and ask the will of the true immortal to help him cover up the immortal art. After that, Si Hongmiaoli brought him a lot of questions to ask the will of the true immortal...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling said again: "Next, don't leave me for half a step."

Si Hongmiaoli said quickly: "Yes!"

So, Pei Ling put his arms around Si Hongmiaoli and cast [Five Ghosts Heavenly Luo Dun], quickly escaping into the darkness.

The darkness was like water, instantly engulfing the two of them.

The feet were soft and slippery, like some kind of meat that was beginning to rot.

Abundant water vapor, shadows of dense branches and leaves, but there is no sense of freshness, but full of evil thoughts and peeps.

There seemed to be countless people praying and roaring in unison.

Pei Ling's body was awe-inspiring, enveloping the two of them, lest Si Hongmiaoli couldn't bear the [Eternal Night Whispering].

His escape was as fast as electricity, and he took Si Hongmiaoli all the way to the center of the Eternal Night Desert.

Soon, the two came to a piece of quicksand.

This piece of quicksand is vast, like a vast water area, rushing endlessly.

Above it is a huge vortex, dark and deep, and the breath of death, degeneration, tyranny, and chaos is constantly coming out.

This is the way to enter the real fairy dream in the eternal night desert.

Pei Ling stood still and said immediately, "Give yourself a title."

Si Hongmiaoli said, "The honorary title is called 'Miao'."

Pei Ling nodded, and then took her directly into the whirlpool.

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dreamland.

The starry sky is bright, and the coldness is vast.

Frost and snow-like brilliance shone in all directions, countless stars brightened and disappeared, and the emptiness was vast.

The figures of Pei Ling and Si Hongmiaoli appeared instantly.

The moment they came in, Pei Ling's breath instantly became extremely terrifying, and he regained his immortal position in the dream!

At the same time, Si Hongmiaoli's aura also became extremely powerful. It was the first time she entered the Eternal Night Dream, and she also gained an immortal position.

Si Hongmiaoli quickly looked at the surrounding environment, and at the same time, dense prayers rang out in her ears, constantly impacting her mind.

Pei Ling immediately reminded: "Don't have any response to the prayer, here, mortals can't bear your voice and mine."

Si Hongmiaoli looked slightly startled, and immediately said, "Yes!"

At this time, in the void not far in front of them, a figure in a pink and red dress slowly emerged. It was dignified and elegant, beautiful and noble, demure and beautiful, wearing a crown of flowers on its head, and it was dignified and elegant. Shake, it's Princess Zhuang Shu!

Princess Zhuang Shu's eyes swept away from Si Hongmiaoli, and then fell on Pei Ling. She slightly opened her lips and said in a soft tone, "Last time, Pei Xianyou did a good job."

"But it's not enough."

"I need Immortal Friends to open another crack in the seal."

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately knew that the true immortal's will wanted him to push open the coffin cover that sealed the other party just like when he first came to the Eternal Night Desert!

It's just that the last time he was a mentally retarded system, and now that he has the control over his body, he won't take that risk!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately replied: "I have too little strength to recover now, I can only do the same level as last time."

"Also, please stay calm and don't be impatient. When I recover to the tribulation period, I will definitely come back here to help the immortal friends get out of trouble!"

Princess Zhuang Shu nodded slightly as she listened. The beads on her ears swayed lightly, reflecting thousands of brilliance, reflecting the snow on her cheeks, making her face even more radiant. Although this friend Pei often behaved ignorantly, she was helping her break the seal. In terms of things, it has always been said and done, and...

After pondering for a while, the princess did not continue the topic, but asked: "Friend immortal brought this junior here, is it possible that he intends to help him improve his foundation?"

Pei Ling nodded and said, "That's right, I'll ask Xianyou Mo to help cover up."

When Princess Zhuang Shu heard the words, she immediately showed a very happy smile and said quickly, "No problem!"

"Friends of immortality don't need to leave the dream, you can start now."

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