I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Chapter 1206 They Were Willing To ...

The wound on his chest had recovered, but PEI Ling's aura had begun to decline. Seeing the other party's sword coming at him, he did not have time to think too much. The nine souls saber cut through the void and immediately slashed over.

Shua!

The black blade that was shining with a cold light like the stars sliced through the swordsman's body, but it seemed to cut through the air without any resistance.

At the same time, the flying sword had already landed less than an inch away from PEI Ling's forehead.

The sharp edge of the sword made PEI Ling's hair stand on end.

Clang!

At the critical moment, a blood-red saber Qi appeared out of thin air, barely deflecting the flying sword.

Pfft!

PEI Ling's head tilted to the side, and a sword wound appeared on his face.

Just as he was about to counterattack, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from his back.

"Bang!"

PEI Ling was instantly sent flying. While his body was still in mid-air, he immediately activated the [ five ghost tisura escape ] and turned into a chaotic shadow. After twisting a few times, he landed firmly.

Enduring the heart-wrenching pain on his back, PEI Ling raised his head and saw that there was not only a sword cultivator in the room, but also a cultivator wearing feathered clothes and a bamboo crown.

His breath was clear and lively, and his mana was surging like the tide. He held a snow-white horsetail whisk in his hand, and his eyes were burning with a hint of chaos. He was staring at him coldly.

It was the Dao integration of the nine luminaries mountain!

PEI Ling was confused. He did not respond to the knocking earlier, but the sword cultivator from the Arctic Dragon Sword sect had barged in for no reason. This time, there was no knocking, so how did this cultivator from the nine luminaries mountain come in?

Moreover, he was attacked just now and didn't even have time to get up. He was lying on the bed, but he was hit in the back ...

The situation was not right!

Without waiting for PEI Ling to think further, a cold and eerie, yet extremely familiar voice suddenly resounded in PEI Ling's ears.

"Freeze!"

PEI Ling's body seemed to have been frozen in that instant. He was frozen on the spot, unable to even move his fingers.

Cultivators suddenly appeared in the room. Their auras were turbulent and unrestrained. They were all Dao integration cultivators and had different temperaments. They were cold, fierce, bright, dignified, graceful, iron-blooded, carefree, romantic, wooden ... They were all dressed in different ways and their cold eyes landed on PEI Ling.

A clear light flashed in midair, and the flying sword of the swordsman suddenly slashed out!

The Dao integration expert from the nine luminaries mountain made his move as well. He raised his hand and pointed, causing a towering mountain to appear out of thin air. It whistled as it pressed down on PEI Ling.

The other Dao integration cultivators no longer hesitated. For a moment, all kinds of spells whizzed out and swept toward PEI Ling like a storm.

In an instant, the room changed. A sea of blood surged and a mountain of corpses piled up. Then, there were towering mountains and a rain of flowers. Next, there were soldiers and horses, and the sound of killing shook the clouds ... It was bizarre and colorful.

A majestic aura and powerful might swept across the room as it roared.

PEI Ling felt as if he had fallen into a boundless quagmire. From all directions, endless spell techniques whizzed over like mountain waves, pouncing on his head. He could not Dodge or fight against them ...

The aura of death suddenly rose, and a strong sense of suffocation drowned him like a flood. Even if a true Dao integration cultivator were here, he would be dead by now, let alone a true Dao integration cultivator!

PEI Ling suddenly shouted, and runes rose and interweaved in his eyes. [ vengeful Phoenix Divine Art ]!

Instantly, the hatred from all directions gushed into his body like a tidal wave. Without any hesitation, PEI Ling cast the [ curse of everlasting hatred ] again. Instantly, the aura that had fallen due to the recovery of his injuries rose again!

Even if he was in a situation where he had a slim chance of survival, he still wanted to fight for that last chance of survival!

At this moment, a pale and cold palm suddenly landed on PEI Ling's right shoulder.

PEI Ling had just broken free from his body's restraints when he was pulled back in the blink of an eye.

There was no sound or movement, but PEI Ling felt as if he had been freed from a swamp and fallen into dark, cold, deep water.

All the spells that were aimed at him disappeared.

A cold and gentle voice exploded in his ears like thunder, " "Break!"

In the next moment, PEI Ling felt himself being pulled out of the water.

He sobered up in an instant and looked around. He saw himself sitting in the hall, holding a rough ceramic bowl in his hand. The bowl was empty, and he had just finished drinking the soul wine.

A slender and fair arm reached out from the darkness behind him and pressed on his shoulder. From the details of the sleeves and fingers, it was su Xirou!

The darkness raged like a rising tide, and endless sounds of fighting could be heard from within. Sword Qi roared, and the branches of flowers fluttered. Sword intent, saber intent, and Dao runes intertwined and dispersed. The brilliance of all kinds of spells rose and fell. Meng Hongling and Huan yunzhen had both made their moves and were already fighting with the cultivators of the nine major sects in the hall.

Seeing this scene, PEI Ling instantly understood that everything that had happened earlier was an illusion!

He quickly looked around and saw that his robe was torn and he was covered in wounds. The blood Qi lingered on his wounds, making it impossible for his body to heal. His back was a bloody mess, so deep that his bones could be seen. All the injuries he suffered in the illusion had been brought back to reality!

The darkness was getting thicker and thicker, closing in on him step by step and was about to swallow him completely. Only a few breaths had passed!

PEI Ling didn't have time to think and immediately took out a high grade healing pill and swallowed it.

Before the effects of the drug had even spread, su Xirou's hand on PEI Ling's shoulder suddenly exerted force, grabbed his body, and fled.

PEI Ling immediately sent a voice transmission,"wait!" Senior Meng and senior Huan ..."

There were simply too many Dao integration cultivators from the nine sects in the hall. It was impossible for Meng Hongling and Huan yunzhen to hold off so many people!

Su Xirou didn't slow down at all and replied without thinking,"Don't worry about them, they're willing to die for you!"

PEI Ling: "??? "

Just as the two of them were communicating, a row of blood-colored bone walls suddenly rose up in front of them.

This wall was made of human bones of different sizes. There were even leg bones as thin as a baby's. They were put together seamlessly. In the gaps, blood flowed out, emitting a grayish-black aura of resentment, blocking the way.

Su Xirou pressed on PEI Ling's shoulder with one hand and quickly cast a spell with the other.

Suddenly, the void was torn apart, and eight huge corpse arms stretched out from it. The corpse arms curled into fists and smashed at the blood bone wall.

BOOM!

The blood bone wall was smashed into a hole, and the way out appeared again.

Su Xirou's escape technique was pushed to the extreme at this moment, and she forcefully brought PEI Ling out of the hall.

A long, dark corridor appeared in front of them.

On both sides of the corridor, there were tightly shut doors. Looking around, there were more than a hundred of them, old and quiet.

In contrast to the dangerous and crowded lobby, the moment he stepped into the corridor, all sounds and movements quickly faded away. This place was as quiet as the night, without any sound or life.

In the darkness, a cultivator's vision could clearly see the traces of dust flying in the air.

The houses were deathly silent, and the unique auras of the nine great sects could be felt from them. It was clear that almost all of them were occupied.

... This scene was exactly the same as what PEI Ling had seen in the illusion!

As soon as they landed, su Xirou's arm that had been pressing on PEI Ling's shoulder suddenly loosened, and she fell to the side.

PEI Ling quickly held her up and saw that su Xirou's Black robe was completely soaked in blood. The yellow skirt inside had almost turned brown, and her breath was extremely weak.