Chapter 983 The War Is Coming to an End. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

"It seems that if you want to do any tasks in the future, you have to reserve three days and don't enter the 'Little Freedom'."

"In this way, if an accident happens, I can safely escape into it."

"Now, you can start practicing..."

"Last time I practiced [Eternal Fire True Art], but it will take a long time before I realize my supernatural powers."

"On the contrary, my current cultivation base is already at the peak of the middle stage of the transformation of the gods. Breaking through the late stage of the transformation of the gods is definitely faster than cultivating the supernatural power of the [Eternal Fire True Art]."

"Now, breaking through is the most important thing!"

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately decided to practice the [Blood Knife True Solution] first.

Therefore, he called out the spirit of Qi and said: "Senior 'Jie E', if I stand up inexplicably after my cultivation base breaks through to the late stage of transformation, attack me immediately, and attack me lightly."

After all, every time he breaks through the realm now, the system will give him a Taoist companion for free.

In this "Little Zizaitian", only one Taoist partner, Yao Qingying, is eligible, and the system has already given it away, so there is nothing to worry about.

It's just that he has brought in the [Flag of Punishing Evil] now.

The system won't even let the corpse go, what if it gives him a flag spirit?

At this time, Qi Ling said blankly: "Okay."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and then said silently in her heart: "System, I want to practice. One-click trusteeship [Blood Knife True Solution]..."

"Ding dong! The intelligent cultivation system will serve you wholeheartedly! One-click trusteeship, smart upgrade! Now start trusteeship training, intimate reminder: During the training period, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Yuzhou battlefield.

On a hill, the originally dense vegetation has long since disappeared, and the scorched earth is everywhere, and the smell of blood, mixed with the movement of fighting skills spread far away.

Several orthodox disciples dressed in blue robes with clear and pure aura sacrificed their magic weapons and pinched the formulas in their hands. They were besieging a white-robed and golden-crowned monk from the Tiansheng sect. Hoffey.

As Huo Fei waved his hands, the sky was filled with blood, and bloody hands and footprints kept appearing, crawling towards the righteous disciples from the void.

"Demon Sect thief, how courageous!" Seeing that those bloody hands and footprints are extremely young, they are clearly only for babies, the orthodox monks became more and more furious, and the leader Shang Fufeng threw out a folding fan, which was as big as a mountain in an instant. Concerned, he lowered his head towards Huo Fei.

Huo Fei sensed the momentum and didn't dare to take it hard, so he quickly stepped aside.

After a while, after a short fight, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Seeing that the defeat had already appeared, he no longer hesitated, the jewel between his brows burned, his speed soared, and he fled immediately.

"A hypocrite running dog, if you don't follow the will of heaven, there will be disasters! I will take a step first, and then I will sacrifice blood to the whole state of Youzhou when I turn around, and take blood from your relatives, brothers and feet!"

His figure turned into a streak of blood and went away, but his venomous voice still echoed on the hill for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the righteous disciples did not continue to hunt down, even Shang Fufeng, whose expression changed for a moment, finally just put away the folding fan, and said in a deep voice: "Go, go and see the nearby villages, see if there are any survivors."

Their task is not to kill the enemy, but to rescue the ordinary creatures here.

"Senior Brother Shang, there have been fewer and fewer demon cultivators who have come to attack the city recently. It seems that the perverted ways of demons cannot last long." Seeing this, a female cultivator spoke softly, tactfully comforting.

Hearing this, another male cultivator said: "It is said that Wushi Villa has been retreating for the past few days, and I don't know what happened."

The female nun said: "No matter what happens, without Wushi Villa charging forward, the Demon Sect will not last long."

A monk who seemed to be the youngest looked around at the mess, sighed softly, and said, "This is very good, this war will end soon, and all sentient beings don't have to suffer so much."

While speaking, they had already cast their evasion methods and began to inspect inch by inch...

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Jizhou.

Ning Wuye stood in the air with a white robe and bamboo crown, without any expression on his face.

In the three thousand miles of heaven and earth, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, densely packed like a few knuckles.

Everything that comes into view is powder.

The surrounding original landforms, vegetation, houses, rivers, mountains... everything has disappeared.

Only the majestic sword intent and raging magic power filled the whole world.

But right now, the sword intent is unparalleled, and the demonic powers that originally competed against each other are being swallowed, eroded, and wiped out...

In the center of the battlefield, a demonic monk in a gray robe with an evil and treacherous aura stood proudly. A glazed pagoda hung from his waist, which was the identity symbol of the elder of the reincarnation pagoda.

The two sides confront each other at a distance.

After a while, a bloodstain instantly appeared on the forehead of the elder of the Samsara Tower to his chin.

The bloodstain continued to extend and expand, and soon spread over the head, along the neck and toward the chest cavity.

Accompanied by the tooth-piercing sound of bones and flesh splitting, the blood stains became thicker and thicker, and blood splattered... Finally, his entire Taoist body fell on both sides, his internal organs spilled all over the ground, and his corpse was split in half!

At the same time, the souls in the Dao body quickly dissipated, but they didn't even have a chance to escape.

In mid-air, Ning Wuye stretched out his hand calmly to make a move, a cold light flew towards him like electricity, and the natal flying sword returned to its sheath with clear light.

After tidying up his robes, Jianzi looked around and sighed slightly.

After returning from the Eternal Night Desert, he quickly broke through the Nine Tribulations Transformation God in the secret place of the Cold Dark Sword Sect. After defeating this elder of the Reincarnation Tower, after a great battle, he used the life of the other party to sharpen the edge of his own flying sword after entering the stage of transformation into a god.

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't have the slightest joy of defeating the older generation of transformation gods, his bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles... Such a tragic situation, really makes any orthodox monk who has witnessed it feel sympathetic beyond words.

Just when Ning Wuye was about to leave this place and look for traces of the demon cultivator elsewhere, a sword light roared from outside the sky, and it arrived not far away in an instant. The sword light dissipated, revealing a man wearing a red robe The squat-footed monk has a sharp sword intent all over his body, carrying a black long sword on his back. When he looks forward, there seems to be a sharp blade unsheathed in his eyes, which captures the soul.

Ning Wuye immediately stepped forward to salute: "Disciple pays respects to Patriarch Du."

Du Fujing, who came here, is one of the ancestors of the Han'an Sword Sect. Back then, when the Five Righteous Sects were invited to the Chongming Sect to participate in the ceremony of the new saint son's enthronement, he was the ancestor of the Han'an Sword Sect who followed up to observe the ceremony.

Looking at Ning Wuye at this moment, he nodded slightly, and immediately said: "The war is about to end, the 'Chengrong' patriarch is out of the gate, now, immediately follow me to visit the patriarch."

"The Patriarch needs to know everything that happened in the Eternal Night Desert half a year ago."

The war is over soon?

Patriarch leaving customs?

Ning Wuye was stunned, but quickly recovered, and quickly replied: "Yes!"

Du Fujing said, "Follow me."

Before the words were finished, the sword light reappeared and shot towards the sky where it came.

Ning Wuye nodded, immediately cast Sword Escape, followed closely, but felt very regretful.

When he came out this time, he originally wanted to challenge Pei Ling, the god of transformation, and hoped that after meeting the patriarch, there would be time...

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