I just want to be quiet

Chapter 851 Don’t share the sky. (Fourth! Seeking subscription!)

Eternal night desert.

In the real darkness, a Daoist shadow walked out slowly.

The long grass separates, and when the vines are hanging down, there are some traces of the boat.

Peiling stood not far away, looking at the broken ark in front of him. This place was the entrance where he followed Ji Changfu, the young master of the Tianshengjiao, into the desert of Yongye when he came. He still remembers that the place where the ark crashed was an extremely barren Gobi. Except for the sparse splendens, there were many snakes and insects. Sand and gravel hidden by rats and ants.

But at this moment, the Baicao Quanyu is bleak and bleak, if it weren’t for the ark full of weeds, vines, and moss, there would be no traces of the past.

The surrounding area is dark now, and the north and the south are not distinguished. Even if Pei Ling has turned into a god, his vision is still greatly restricted and he cannot perceive the outside world. It can only be barely perceived through the [Control Demon Blood Deed] that Yuxuezhao is just ahead. The other party has left the desert of Yongye!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling used the [Cicada Breath Technique] to converge her breath, and once again cast [Five Ghosts Tian Luo Dun], the figure suddenly disappeared from a distance.

【Five Ghosts Tian Luo Dun】is the signature escape method of Chong Mingzong. It is known that there is nowhere to go from Qingming to Netherworld. It’s just that now Peiling seems to be standing near the entrance of the Yongye Desert, but [Five Ghosts Tian Luo Dun] flew for about half an hour, and the surrounding darkness disappeared as if suddenly wiped out. The sky is dim, and many high rank cultivators are forming a ball!

Immediately afterwards, before Pei Ling could react, the stone towers far and near had already locked it, the array pattern was shining, and countless gray arrows shot frantically.

Pei Ling suddenly felt his hair horrified, and instinctively warned him immediately and couldn’t let this kind of gray arrow hit! But he had just escaped from the desert of Yongye, the arrow came so fast, but he had no time to dodge, and immediately grasped the handle of the Jiupai Dao, and was about to make a move, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning.

After the surrounding scenery changed drastically, when I saw it clearly, it had already appeared in a palace of bones.

The palace is magnificent and magnificent. Although traces of human bones and skins can be seen everywhere, it does not hide the luxury and splendor.

On the Dan Chi facing him, is a large throne. Si Hongqing wears a double-knife bun, with beads encircling the green, showing the ginkgo leaf myrobalan, light pink tutu skirt, and white silk ribbon. The slender waist is drawn with a full grip, and it is covered with a brocade and red crepe wide-sleeved gown with placket.

The gown material is light and soft, and it is difficult to cover the snowy skin and jade skin.

At this moment, among the slender and soft cats, he was holding on to a black feather fan, lightly touching the snowy cheeks, it became more deceptive and brilliant. Si Hongqing’s eyes waved, but on the jade face, there was a cold look, coldly looking down at Peiling.

On the ground not far away, Yu Xuezhao fell down, her breath was stable, but the same as last time, she had passed out in a coma.

Peiling’s expression changed.

At the same time, both the righteous and the evil spirits noticed that someone had come out of the desert of Yongye, but the divine consciousness hurriedly swept through, and when they saw that they were the newly promoted saint son of the Chongming Sect, they lost interest.

The two sides are now competing for the final Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye, it is about the transformation of the gods, how important is it, where is there to think about such a small role?

Boom boom boom…

As time went by, the aura of Junkui Yueji and Ning Wuye became weaker and weaker. Seeing this situation, the two sides shot more fiercely, the violent aura scattered, wind and sand billowed, covering the sky and the sun.

The protective rune on the Bone Palace kept lighting up to block the impact.

In the palace, Pei Ling looked at Mrs. Sect Leader, who was looking cold in front of him, and quickly calmed down and said respectfully: “Disciple Pei Ling, see Madam.”

He didn’t know what was happening outside, but the two realities of Zheng Mo were fiercely fighting, and even his disciple, who had just stepped out of the desert of Eternal Night, was attacked by Samsara’s Tower Stone Pagoda. In this case, Mrs. Sect Leader Moved him to avoid the palace, presumably not at this moment, he will be shot at the Saint Son of Mingzong.

Si Hongqing looked down at him with awe-inspiring expression, and said: “Bold Pei Ling! You were just a mere Golden Core before, so in the face of the Eight Sects of True Inheritance, you openly picked up the palace! Then you and Holy Maiden held the Dao Companion Ceremony. As soon as the ceremony dissipated, it was in your Immortal Cave again, in front of your bloody demon fox, and once again collected the main palace…”

“These two hatreds of divination are not shared!”

“My palace has finally stabilized the Cultivation Base these days. Coming this time will definitely make you shameless. You can’t survive or die!”

Without waiting for Pei Ling’s reaction, Si Hongqing made a sudden move, and countless blood-colored threads instantly restrained Pei Ling’s body.

Then he raised his hand and pulled Peiling to his side in an instant. With a thought, a flail made of spirit wood suddenly appeared beside the throne.

A stand-up cage is a standing cage with a mouth on the top of the cage, which is used to fit the prisoner’s neck so that he can stand day and night, leading to death. It can also place objects under the prisoners’ feet, set them up and remove them, so that the prisoners hang in the air and die. Of course, for the cultivator, this kind of punishment is not enough to die.

However, there are countless runes engraved around the standing flail. Once it is flailed into it, I am afraid that it will be banned in a Cultivation Base, just like ordinary people.

And around the flails, the iron thorns were also specially refined, and on the cage pillars, there is also a place where the shackles are.

Once imprisoned, I am afraid that he would not dared to twist and turn [Note].

Seeing this scene clearly, Pei Ling’s expression changed, and she began to struggle subconsciously. Originally thought that Si Hongqing’s method, even with his current Cultivation Base strength, would not be able to break free, but he only used a little force at this moment to break all blood lines!

The power of these blood lines, I am afraid that even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator can not be restrained.

At this moment, Si Hongqing directly applied to his body, the clothes were light and soft, and accompanied by the delicate fragrance, the warmth came in an instant, and the snow-skinned flowers were charming and touchable, soft and moist, as in the clouds.

Si Hongqing’s beautiful eyes were half-opened, but his mouth was angrily reprimanded: “Peiling! Do you dare!”

Pei Ling was stunned, and immediately understood, yes, his Cultivation Base is too low, he just has just turned his head, and can’t resist Mrs. Sect Leader at all!

He is a victim!

Therefore, Pei Ling tore apart Si Hongqing’s clothes very roughly, pushed him into the sill, restrained her wrists with the shackles, and then lifted the slender, round and white thighs of the other party…

Si Hongqing was angry and scolded again and again: “Pei Ling! What are you doing?! This palace is Mrs. Sect Leader, and Sect Leader of the Chongming Sect has a wife!”

“A disciple of you, dare to humiliate me again and again?!”

“I really think you are the Son of God, so I can’t deal with you?!”

“If this matter is known to Sect Leader… it will definitely not spare you!”

“You… ah… you stop now, you still have time… too late… ah…”

Si Hongqing yelled angrily while actively cooperating with Pei Ling’s actions. This time, she didn’t even have a symbolic resistance.

After all, outsiders can’t see it, so why bother?

[Note] Lisang related, from Baidu Encyclopedia. The instrument of torture here is the “improved” version of Wei Zhongxian.