The words fell, and the rules of the whole world changed in response. The four extreme cold and extreme heat forces that had just invaded Pei Ling's body immediately retreated along the route of invasion.

The four Supreme Guardians patted Pei Ling's palm and returned as well.

The blood-colored saber aura dragged out strong traces in the dark night, backing up a little bit.

In a blink of an eye, everything was restored as before. Pei Ling stood in the air and sent out four palms in a row, exactly the same as that of the four Taishang Dharma protectors surrounding him just now. The palms roared and slammed into the four at the same time.

The four white robes stood quietly, with gloomy eyes and no movement, but the body suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared directly.

At the same time, the sword light flickered and splashed like a sudden snow, slashing the many chariots taught by Zhongtian.

boom boom boom boom...

In the deafening loud noise, the runes of the chariots were bright, and the lines were complicated. bombardment.

Immediately afterwards, the runes carved around the chariot flickered again, and the obscure and cold power was like a stream of water under the dark night, quietly flowing out, brewing a majestic attack again, the raging gray tide carried the bitter cold breath, surging. Flock to Pei Ling.

Pei Ling raised his head and stared at the [Original Accumulation Cauldron] which was suspended above the high dome.

The three-legged round cauldron was shining brightly, and the figure on the cauldron had long since transformed into a delicate woman, with a charming smile, extremely soft and graceful.

Pei Ling immediately said loudly: "Curse!"

The powerful curse power came down and eroded this world.

Corpse Peng fluttered its wings, chariots hunted, countless white robes surrounded, and the attack technique was still pouring down like a shower... There was no abnormal reaction on the side of the natural religion. The curse clearly enveloped the four fields, but it seemed to fall. empty space.

This situation is the same as when he cut out the sword energy before!

With his thoughts turning, Pei Ling spoke quickly again: "Everyone!"

Sen Han's sharp axe appeared in the void, and in an instant, it was dense and overwhelming.

[Evil Axe] As soon as the replica body appeared, it immediately split the sky and faced all kinds of spells, magical powers, curses, poisons attacking from all directions...

The void continued to vibrate, and countless tiny cracks spread across the sky like cobwebs.

The brilliance of the technique shone on and off, like endless fireworks.

Just as the [Evil Slaying Axe] was battling countless attacking techniques, an old and low voice suddenly entered Pei Ling's ears: "Sacred Son Pei, I will let this seat give you a ride!"

Before he finished speaking, the void behind Pei Ling suddenly opened a space crack, the white robe fluttered, and the breath of the peak in the later stage of the union was revealed. Ling vest.

The dark palm prints quickly condensed, the color was like ink, filled with endless resentment and mourning, and thousands of illusory figures struggled in it.

The palm print is like a mountain, majestic and heavy, and wherever it goes, it shatters the sky and goes straight to Pei Ling's heart.

Pei Ling turned around abruptly, but instead of using his saber qi, he also slapped the opponent with a backhand.

Between the electric light and flint, the palms of the two sides staggered, but there was no contact, but passed through each other without hindrance.

The Supreme Protector looked at Pei Ling's palm and patted it with a flat expression, without any intention of defense, but his sinister and sinister palm passed through Pei Ling's arm and reached his heart!

In an instant, a strong intuition suddenly rose in Pei Ling's heart.

The opponent's palm can hit him, but he can't touch the opponent with this palm!

When his mind was spinning, Pei Ling raised his head and looked flatly at the eyes of this natural guardian of the Supreme Being. All movements stopped instantly and remained motionless.

The Supreme Protector's aura was like a rainbow, and his palm was about to hit Pei Ling's heart. Suddenly, the whole body froze, like a small insect stuck by a spider web, and it couldn't move.

The next moment, a replica of the [Evil Slaying Axe] burst into the air, the axe blade was cold, and it suddenly slashed towards its neck.

brush!

[Evil Slaying Axe] Roaring and tearing apart the void, with a slash, the Supreme Protector was like a cloud of smoke, instantly turning into nothingness and disappearing.

Immediately afterward, another Supreme Protector in the late stage of He Dao appeared beside Pei Ling like a ghost.

The fist wind is stern, like a sharp blade facing the face, with the sound of wind and thunder, rolling and majestic.

At this moment, in the brilliance of the chariot in the distance, the formation formed together is already slashing like a tide of [Evil Axe]. Among the chariots, a disciple of the natural teaching in white robes quickly pinched the magic trick.

A new round of attacking techniques was quickly brewing, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed into Pei Ling again as if covering the sky and the sun.

Pei Ling's face gradually became solemn, and this time, the [Original Accumulation Cauldron] was obviously different!

It only shows the "yin" side, but it can turn any natural cultivator into nothingness and make all his methods fail!

In addition, his current Dao of the Blade and the curse can't touch the monks who are born to teach, only the law can!

"There should be a limit, or some other flaw that I don't know about."

"Otherwise, the Heavenly Sect can crush the entire Frost Dark Sword Sect with this move alone..."

"After this battle, you can go to the master to inquire about the situation of Tianshengjiao..."

With this thought in mind, Pei Ling was not slow to take action, and immediately said in a faint voice: "Everyone!"

The voice fell, and countless replicas of [Original Accumulation Cauldron] suddenly appeared beside him.

The three-legged round tripods were suspended in the air, dotted all over the place, it was hard to count.

The woman in the cauldron was delicate and charming, and immediately turned into a masculine and heroic man.

With this change, with Pei Ling as the center, the coldness around him dissipated like an ebb tide, and was replaced by a blazing aura like a scorching sun in the sky.

boom!

The punch from the Supreme Protector in the late stage of He Dao was firmly caught by Pei Ling with one hand.

next moment…

Brush brush brush brush...

Countless blood-colored swords roared out!

The sword qi pierced the sky, and the domineering and unparalleled aura filled the world, like a surging sea of ​​blood, and huge waves swallowed the sky.

In the violent sword stance, the Supreme Protector of the late Hedao immediately turned into nothingness and disappeared.

The blood was filled with blood, and countless sword qi swept across its original location, and then swept in all directions...

bang bang bang bang...

In the continuous loud noise, all the techniques that blasted at Pei Ling were like broken bubbles, destroyed by the sword's qi.

The sword energy remained unabated, and continued to slash at the many chariots pulled by Shi Peng.

Pei Ling stood in the air, countless tiny runes intertwined in the depths of his eyes, [Eternal Curse Magic Power]!

Wherever his gaze went, the auras of all the natural monks dropped sharply.