Under the control of the system, Pei Ling sat directly opposite the prisoner and directly began to practice.

With the operation of the exercises, the mana in his body gradually began to recover.

At the same time, the injuries healed further.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in Pei Ling's ear: "Humph!"

The person who made the noise was obviously very dissatisfied, with a cold tone and implied irritation.

Pei Ling was startled when she heard the words, this was Mo Lilan's voice!

To be precise, it should be the voice of the fallen immortal will.

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The ice field knows the sea.

At some point, the towering snow peaks in the distance disappeared quietly, and the ice sculptures all over the icefield lost their traces.

The darkness that appeared suddenly, like a bowl of thick ink, was suddenly poured on the original picture scroll, swallowing everything.

In the darkness, a figure entangled in heavy chains stood quietly.

In the center of the chain, the prisoner in prison clothes frowned.

The darkness in front of him is like substance, sticky, cold, dead, and treacherous. Even his divine intent can't see what's in the darkness.

The rustling sound, the noisy words, one after another resounded through the ears, making people involuntarily upset.

...This is the mist of the dark sky in the desert of Eternal Night!

He had walked in this darkness for a long, long time, but he was neither attacked nor hit a target that could be attacked.

It seemed that the darkness had just replaced him with a larger cage and imprisoned him in it.

The prisoner thought for a moment and looked down at his feet.

The bleak moon-like ice surface, the reflection of that delicate woman's image, has disappeared.

With his eyesight, looking down at the moment, under the ice, there was nothing but nothing.

His expression suddenly became solemn, he already knew who he had provoked!

There are not many in the world that can have such a means of reaching the sky!

Moreover, this mist of the dark sky...

Not surprisingly, the other party is the one sleeping in the desert of Yongye!

It's just that 80% of what came here was just a ray of will of the opponent.

Otherwise, you can simply seize the house directly, and you don't need to play hide-and-seek as it is now.

Thinking of this, the prisoner slowly raised his hand, pulled many chains, and made a series of crisp noises. He saluted the darkness ahead and said loudly: "Senior, you are just a ray of will now, without any immortal power. There is no way for the younger generation."

"Junior doesn't know that the younger generation of God Transformation is the container you have chosen. He has only offended him and is willing to make compensations sincerely."

"Senior, please stop and make an offer."

"This place is crossing Eyuan."

"Even if the jailer is not there, it is not a good place under the operation of many precepts."

"If the stalemate continues, there is no benefit or meaning to you and me."

While talking, the prisoner looked around, observing the darkness around him.

For a long while, in the darkness, there was no response.

There was no special movement either.

The prisoner frowned. He has been trapped in the sea of ​​knowledge by the opponent, and the external body has been asleep for several days.

Although he has been imprisoned for an extremely long time in the crossing of Eyuan, it is not a big deal to sleep for a few days now.

However, the opponent at this moment is the Will of the Fallen Immortal.

A real fairy!

The immortal family methods he mastered must be beyond imagination.

Even if it is just a strand of will, it may not be without danger.

He must wake up as soon as possible now!

Thinking of this, the prisoner went on to say: "Senior has any instructions, you might as well say directly."

"As long as the younger generation can do it, they must do their best and will not hesitate."

There was still no response in the dark.

The prisoner's complexion darkened, he thought about it carefully, and suddenly said, "Senior, this junior has a means to make the senior's body wake up early!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was finally movement in the fog of the dark sky.

Mo Lilan's voice came abruptly: "What means?"

Hearing that, the prisoner's heart must be, it really is the will of the fallen immortal!

Although I don't know how this strand of fallen immortal will came out of the desert of Eternal Night, it is not important now.

As long as the other party is interested in awakening!

Thinking of this, the prisoner did not answer the question at the moment: "Senior now occupies the younger generation's sea of ​​consciousness, but want to seize the younger generation?"

A cold snort came from the mist of the sky: "Don't worry! Your body has been eroded by the evil air for a long time, and it has been filthy. This seat will not occupy such a pickled container."

"It's just that I want to borrow your physical body's cultivation base to restore some strength."

The prisoner frowned and immediately asked: "Senior is refining the mana of the younger generation?"

The voice in the mist of the sky faintly replied: "The only thing that can enter the eyes of this seat here is the power of law."

The power of the law? !

The prisoner was startled at first, and even if he realized something, he quickly asked: "Can seniors refine the power of the law here?"

"This has nothing to do with you." The voice in the fog of the sky said coldly, "What is the means to say quickly!"

Hearing this, the prisoner fell silent for a while, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, his eyes flashing green: over there!

Without the slightest hesitation, the chains all over his body immediately seemed like a swarm of snakes dancing wildly, all stabbing out, killing the existence in the mist of the sky!

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Early the next morning.

"Yellow" area.

The wind and wind screamed.

The canyons intertwined with blue and black and crimson are deserted and deserted.

In front of a rock wall that was half felled, the space was rippling, and a figure came out, it was Wenren Lingse.

In the past six months, the "yellow" area has a taboo of not working in the morning, at this moment, the prisoners have not started quarrying.

Wenren Lingse looked around his eyes, and with a thought, he suddenly split into two, but it was a temporary avatar.

After this avatar appeared, he immediately stepped forward and began to harvest stones.

Clang clang...

As soon as she started her hands, her avatar and body immediately felt the blood all over her body, showing signs of boiling and decay, in the midst of a curse!

Wenren Lingse's complexion remained unchanged, and soon with great magic power, he forcibly erased the curse on himself.

She pinched the tactics with both hands on her body, constantly making calculations.

At the same time, the avatar continued to work.

After a full half an hour, Wenren Lingse finally nodded slightly. After that, she took out a stack of blank talisman papers, crashing... as soon as she looked at the sky, many talisman papers immediately suspended in the air, letting the wind blow, staying still. .

Wenren Lingse raised his hand and quickly painted various complicated runes on these rune papers out of thin air. However, one after another targeted talisman was produced on the spot. When the shimmering light flickered, a peculiar force slowly diffused.

After a while, all Fulus were made, Wenren Lingse played a magic trick, and the Fulus instantly scattered, blasting to all directions in the "yellow" area.