The distorted soul shadow immediately stopped moving, and in turn grabbed the chain of the heavenly catastrophe with one claw, as if to break the chain to loosen the suppression on the scarlet coffin.

At this moment, the claws full of coffins quickly gathered together, like heated wax, and quickly merged into a monster all composed of arms.

And the silk thread entwining the coffin suddenly grew out of pupils and **** mouths full of sharp teeth...

The next moment, the rotting head hung high in the air, with legs and feet directly growing out, trying to flee into the distance...

Seeing all this, the four patriarchs did not have any accidents.

This was a fallen immortal who had already awakened part of his will, and it could not be so easy to deal with.

They continued to shoot.

Boom boom boom boom...

In the desert of Eternal Night, ten thousand clouds of thunder fell instantly, and when the thunder roared, countless demons, ghosts and corpses appeared in the air, surging like a wave.

Silently, a large group of black snowflakes fell above the sky.

Wherever the snowflakes went, the "Mist of the Nether Sky" in the desert of the eternal night suddenly emitted a burning smell, and it was constantly consumed with the sound of "sizzling".

And on the ground under the darkness, gravel, hills, valleys... everything, no matter what the original topography, is constantly rippling like water.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of dirty blood slowly oozes out... Trying to magically stain the entire desert.

Outside the Eternal Night Desert, a stone tower towering over the sand dunes, the copper bells under the eaves of the tower rang softly with the whistling wind, and on the copper bells, blood-colored eyes stared at him not far away. The darkness that is constantly eroding over.

Suddenly, [Mist of the Underworld] paused slightly, and it seemed that the pace of expansion suddenly stopped.

After another moment, gradually, there was a violent tumbling, like boiling water, and there was a surging trend in a short while.

Suddenly, [Mist of the Underworld] suddenly rushed out, and with just a single finger, it had already swallowed the stone tower that was still a considerable distance away!

Its castration remains unabated, and it continues to expand wildly.

At this moment, the four human figures are as fast as electricity, and immediately escaped from the desert of Eternal Night. They stood in the air in a place that could not be reached for a while from the [Fog of the Nether Sky], and they were just four patriarchs just now.

After they stood still, they turned their heads, looking solemnly into the Yongye Desert, but did not continue to take action.

"Strange!" The ancestor of Wushi Villa said in a deep voice, "The fairy power of this fairyland fairy should still be sealed by the tribulation, why the power is still endless?"

The Patriarch of the Reincarnation Tower muttered: "It may be that the fallen immortal has awakened too much will. Moreover, the fallen immortal just used is not the power of the immortal, it should be the power of the sentient beings swallowed by his dream!"

"It is too risky to enter the dream of falling into the fairyland, otherwise you will know it when you enter it."

Tianshengjiao pondered: "It seems that if you don't pay a heavy price, you can't seal the fallen immortal."

"Netherblood" Patriarch slowly said: "Fallen Immortal must be sealed! Otherwise, when he wakes up, I will definitely bear the brunt of the Four Sects of the Holy Path."

"However, we all want to ascend, and the Taoist body cannot have any flaws."

The Patriarch of the Reincarnation Tower nodded slightly: "My four sects of the holy way must maintain the peace of this world, and there must be no accidents."

"Let the pseudo-dao come over and take action together!"

"Dark Blood" said the ancestor: "You can find the false road to shoot. In Panya Realm, not only the four sects of my holy path survive, but the five sects of the false path also need the protection of this world. In the final analysis, this is a benefit. exchange."

"The four sects of my holy way strengthen the seal of the fallen immortals, and can create an extra fixed immortal fate."

"Pseudo Dao comes to help, but can fight against the will of the fallen immortal, this is also a kind of fairy fate."

"The fate of the fallen fairy dream belongs to my holy way, and the fate of the fallen fairy will be handed over to the false way."

"So that both parties can benefit, it is the most fair and just."

The ancestor of Tianshengjiao calmly said: "This seat has already ordered the Five Puppet Daoists to send Tianjiao to Shengjiao as a furnace on a regular basis."

"The false way has been ignored, it is against the will of this seat."

"To violate the will of this seat is to violate the will of this world. How can we not be condemned by the heavens?"

"All things are born in nature, and only human beings are the most expensive. The five pseudo-daos are perverse, giving the people who wear horns and wet eggs to sit on the same level with my human race. It is simply rebellious. Now the eternal night desert changes, it must be because of their disobedience. To."

"This sin of hypocrisy, sealing the fall of the immortal, is its opportunity for atonement."

The ancestor of "Dark Blood" said lightly: "Atonement is atonement. After all, it is the same as the world's majors. Should it be given to the immortal fate of the false Dao, or to them."

The ancestor of Wushi Mountain Villa nodded and said, "This immortal will send an enactment to the false road."

"The number of days is reincarnation, good fortune is profit and loss." Samsara Tazu Master said with a hoarse voice, "We have nine sects, for this the world is the best.

"And the five pseudo-Taoisms are benevolence and righteousness. They protect the souls for many years, so that they can produce many lives under the rule, and make the whole world unbearable."

"This resurrection of the fallen immortal is probably a backlash from the heavens and the earth."

"Therefore, the matter of sealing, the five pseudo-daos, must go all out!"

"This is what they owe Panya Realm, the whole realm beings, and me!"

…After some discussion, the four patriarchs agreed that the nine sects must join hands to seal the fallen immortal.

However, they didn't mean to pay any price at all.

Even the current war against the falsehood can continue.

After all, the Samsara Pagoda needs to maintain peace in the world, the Chongming Sect needs to collect training resources, the natural teaching needs to accumulate the Tianjiao furnace, and the Wushi Villa needs this battle to sharpen its mood...

Finally, one of the ancestors said: "Then, let us go to the pseudo-dao in person."

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"Small at ease."

The blue sky dome resembles a clear mirror lake, clear and cloudless, like colored glaze.

Numerous valleys, mountain streams, plains, hillsides... countless colorful exotic flowers and grasses rushed to bloom, clusters of tender green quietly protruding out of the branches, gently spreading out the green buds and leaves.

The vast meaning of prosperity filled the whole small world for a time.

Yao Qingyu turned over and sat up on the grass, the pale golden glow filtered from the vines, and the remaining halo reflected her skin more and more translucent.

She had just awakened, and her eyes immediately focused on Mo Lilan, who was bound by the vines.

This body can steal her nutrients?

However, after a little bit of doubt, she quickly saw the clues, this is the Nine Tribulations Dao body, a container that has carried the spirit of the immortal!

At this moment, Pei Ling landed quickly and respectfully saluted: "Disciple Pei Ling, pay homage to Master!"

Yao Qingyu came back to his senses, first looked at the robe in surprise, then stood up, and as the corners of the robe swirled, the tender and white ankles were like mutton fat and beautiful jade carved, crystal clear and moist, under the robe that touched the ground. Fleeting.

She looked at Peiling, and suddenly smiled approvingly: "Yes, it's in the middle stage of transformation!"