In the deafening loud noise, countless mountains around "World Taste" rushed to emerge, and the heavy breath from the majestic mountains and rivers was extremely rich.

After a short while, the tribulation thunder and the mountains dissipated together, and the breath of "world flavor" was like a chicken breaking its shell, and suddenly entered a new realm!

More powerful than before, burst out.

Mahayana period!

Seeing that the Fallen Immortals had been successfully sealed, "World Taste" did not have any hesitation, and immediately waved his long sleeves and took the other four patriarchs of the right way to escape from the Eternal Night Desert together.

The "Chuiyu" of Wushi Mountain Villa did not mean to block it at all.

Just a few inferior immortals.

It's all the seal of this fantasy fairy, and something went wrong for no reason.

Fortunately, he noticed it in time, and finally pushed the little fairy back to the ground.

Just thinking about it, above the sky, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the sound of thunder quickly faded away.

However, the robbery of the Patriarch "Su Ji" has already ended.

The breath all over his body surged, completely transformed, and he also entered the Mahayana.

The patriarch of "Su Ji" glanced at the seal of the Fallen Immortal, and immediately said: "This time, I will discuss the Tao with Immortal Emperor Pei first, and then join forces to seal the Immortal Immortal."

"I have gained a lot in this fantasy world."

"Now I have to return to the Lower Realm Garden immediately, and take a good look at what I have gained recently."

"Chuiyu" nodded slightly: "Good."

The voice fell, and the two figures disappeared instantly.

The nine pillars are still towering, and the catastrophe seems to be endless, shaking the chains, pouring into the ground, and continuing to strengthen the seal.

The surrounding darkness is surging, as if it wants to cross the nine pillars and completely drown this place.

In the darkness, there was an endless stream of rustling sounds, as if hiding countless sneaky characters.

There are no more intelligent beings here.

Only at this time did a figure emerge from the void.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and his breath was distant and distant, as if he did not belong to this world at all.

His appearance is obviously without any cover and illusion, but he can't remember it all the time, as if this world can't leave traces of him. Therefore, in the Panya world, it is impossible to remember its bits and pieces.

However, although I can't remember it, when any creature in this world sees him, it will involuntarily think of a word: perfect.

Impeccable perfection.

It does not belong to the perfection of this world.

He had been beside him just now, and he personally took part in this seal.

But no one of the six patriarchs present, whether it was Transcending Tribulation or Mahayana, noticed his existence.

This is a rule of heaven. Immortals are different from ordinary people, and there is no major event. Immortals do not connect with ordinary people.

The figure looked at the flickering forbidden rune between the nine pillars, and suddenly asked in a thunderous voice, "Who broke your seal?"

In the darkness, there was silence and no response.

After waiting for a while, knowing that the Fallen Immortal would not answer him, the figure did not waste any more words, but said lightly: "I will not return to the upper realm until I find out who it is."

"In this seal, I added some means."

"The years to come will be even more difficult for you."

"And with the suppression of the nine sects in this world, from now on, you won't have any chance to get the slightest chance to breathe."

"Your immortal body and your immortal soul will fester and dissipate in endless torture..."

Listening and listening, in the incomparably rich darkness, an indifferent voice finally sounded: "A mere mere Sanxian dares to speak falsely."

"If my seal is untied a little more, your lower realm will be ready-made blood food."

The immortal was not angry, and said lightly: "You have no chance."

"The creature that destroys your seal must also die!"

As he said that, he played an ethereal magic formula, a layer of powerful and pure power, which immediately covered the seal of the nine sects, and the original ban was once again greatly reinforced.

The next moment, the immortal figure faded away.

rumbling...

As the thunder struck, the chains rubbed endlessly, rustling like a spring silkworm gnawing leaves, dense and endless.

Nine pillars reflect the electric light, and everything returns to darkness.

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Yousu Tomb.

Above the white fog.

The giant mulberry towers into the clouds.

In a dark and cold chaos, a pitch-black throne engraved with incantations hangs high.

Pei Ling sat on it, pondering slightly.

After he inquired about the matter with the two taboos just now, the two taboos had another handover with him, handing over all the curses in the Yousu Tomb and all the ghosts transformed by the curses to him.

At the moment his subordinates here, in addition to the ghosts such as "Xi" and "Cry" left by the "curse" to him, there are also a large number of ghosts with different cultivation bases and strengths.

It was different from the previous situation when "Xi" and "Ti" respected him as the master.

As long as he sits on this throne now, he is the source of all curses in this world!

In a single thought, you can dominate the life and death of all the ghosts under your seat!

Yes, from now on, no matter whether the ghosts under him are loyal to him or not, they must bow their heads and obey their orders!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's eyes fell on a boundary of Yousu Tomb, and he immediately reached out and grabbed it from the air. A dark, violent, and cold figure was instantly moved to the bottom of the throne.

It is "know".

"Xi" saw Pei Ling, and immediately bowed respectfully: "Meet the Lord!"

He seemed very excited at the moment, "Congratulations to the Lord on his throne!"

"'Xi', meet the new king!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly and immediately ordered: "Send a ghost sedan."

"Go to Baicao Town near Qingyao Mountain."

"The ghost sedan cannot pass through the boundaries of the nine sects on the way."

"And don't hurt the living beings along the way."

"Xi" responded quickly: "Follow the king's orders!"

Seeing that Pei Ling had no other orders, he withdrew.

After arranging this matter, Pei Ling tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne and pondered deeply.

It is not yet known whether the immortal has returned to the upper realm, so for the sake of safety, he does not intend to leave Yousu Tomb easily.

But the cause and effect of Liu's greedy dynasty is still to be killed!

Then I sent some ordinary ghosts to inquire about the situation.

With his current cultivation strength, he doesn't need to go to the scene in person, he can also be decisive!

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling took out another picture scroll with an old-fashioned color and a long-lasting breath.

This is the picture scroll given to him by the patriarch "Fu Qiong" that day, to leave his experience of combining the three Taos in one.

Now he can't leave the Tomb of You Su, and there is no other urgent matter to deal with for the time being. He just took this opportunity to burn his own knowledge of the way, as well as a trace of spiritual thoughts, into this picture.

His mind moved slightly, and the picture scroll immediately floated up in front of him and slowly unfolded.

There is a blank space on it, as if there is nothing, but in the blank, there seems to be a vast world, like a newborn child, ignorant and chaotic, letting it be described and arranged.

Pei Ling's thoughts turned, and a line of cloud seals containing the law immediately appeared on the blank scroll: "Heaven and earth, all beings, true self, three ways in one experience!"