I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Looking at the menacing silver threads that filled the sky, PEI Ling's heart was filled with doubt.

He had already used [ netherworld's great dream ] many times. It was impossible for the nine luminaries mountain Lord to not know about this celestial technique of his!

Under normal circumstances, the other party should have used whatever trump card he had. Only by stopping his celestial technique would he have enough chance of winning.

However, the other party's attack was only a test and had not used his full strength!

The situation was not right!

As his mind moved like lightning, PEI Ling had already controlled many of the ancestor sword replicas to slash at the incoming silver threads.

&Nbsp; whoosh whoosh whoosh ...

Wherever the sharp blade went, the sound of the silk threads cracking was endless, like the roar of the rolling snow waves, and in the blink of an eye, they scattered all over the ground.

In the next moment, mo minglan's fingers were like orchids as she struck out the last spell!

An incomparably thick darkness instantly enveloped the entire area.

[ netherworld's great dream ] has been completed!

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In the distance.

The spectators were all watching the battle intently.

Seeing that PEI Ling and the mountain chieftain had already started an official battle, Empress Liu Fu transmitted her voice with a grave expression, " "Who do you all think will win this battle?"

Everyone was silent.

If it had been before, and they had seen the mountain chieftain use the sect's most powerful magic treasure, the mountain in the palm, as well as the nine luminaries mountain's trump card ... Everyone would have thought that the mountain chieftain would definitely win!

However, looking back at PEI Ling's challenge, Yan Xi city's tie xiongjue had used the sect's treasure [ evil-slaying axe ] and [ seven kills disaster-eliminating flag ] and lost to PEI Ling. Suzhen Tian and cen fangpo, who had the sect's magic treasure [ falling star mayfly ] and the foundation [ lawless Sky Seal ], were also defeated by PEI Ling. Grand Elder Cheng Dun of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect had used his ancestral sword and his Dao body to carry the [ celestial slaying sword intent ], but he had still lost to PEI Ling. In the end, the God of swords he fuqiong was also defeated by PEI Ling's blade ...

More importantly, PEI Ling's cultivation aura had already reached the peak of the mid-stage Dao integration realm. His opponent was even more powerful than in the previous four battles!

At the thought of this, the white-haired Supreme elder of the nine luminaries mountain said, " "The mountain chieftain will definitely win this battle!"

PEI Ling had been able to defeat city Lord Iron, sect leader cen, and great elder Cheng all because of that Immortal Technique!

But now, the worldly taste ancestral master had appeared and secretly imparted two very special magical powers to the mountain chieftain. If PEI Ling were to use that Immortal Technique again ...

Upon hearing this, half of the cultivators present nodded their heads slightly. Yes, no matter the outcome of this battle, their morale could not be lost!

Qi zilang replied calmly, &Quot; since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. I also think that the mountain chieftain can win! &Quot;

The other Supreme elders of the nine luminaries mountain transmitted their voices, " "That's right, the mountain chieftain will definitely win this time."

At this moment, he fuqiong opened his mouth and said, " "It's hard to say,"

"PEI Ling's current strength is much stronger than the last time we fought."

"The mountain chieftain's chances of winning are not high."

He looked at the battlefield and shook his head slightly.

Mountain Lord Tao was the same as city Lord Iron and sect master cen, they placed too much emphasis on external forces and on winning and losing.

They had already lost their morale before the battle even started!

On the other hand, PEI Ling was truly focused on Dao. From the beginning to the end, he had never borrowed any power from the Zhong gang sect!

When the two were compared, the difference was obvious.

In his opinion, the mountain chieftain had already lost this battle!

When cen fangwa heard this, she nodded slightly and said softly, " "I also feel that PEI Ling's chances of winning are higher."

Beside him, Meng Hongling also nodded. She felt that the Hierarch's words were completely correct.

​ Wenren lingse, Huan yunzhen, and Yan sichun didn't say anything, but they all agreed with the sword God and sect master cen's point of view ...

Although PEI Ling was said to be the Saint of the Zhong gang sect, the path of Dao was the same, regardless of whether it was righteous or evil.

The Holy son of the devil's doctrine's desire to pursue the Dao was Frank and sincere, not afraid of death. From the perspective of the Dao heart, it was enough to make any cultivator respect him ...

In the void a considerable distance away, the glazed Pagoda flickered with light. A group of gray-robed cultivators stood by the railing inside, staring at the battlefield while secretly communicating with each other."In this battle, regardless of whether the nine luminaries Mountain Master wins or loses, he will definitely die!"

The problem of the seal of the fallen Immortals in the eternal night desert has long been solved. &Quot;

"There won't be any accidents for the next 100 years."

"This matter will no longer hold us back."

&Quot; the current Emperor of the glaze avaricious Empire was defeated. The fate of the country was damaged, and their strength dropped greatly in a short period of time! &Quot;

"Tie xiongzuo of Yanxi city is dead, and the new city Lord has yet to succeed the position."

&Quot; in addition, the nine luminaries mountain's Mountain Master is about to die ... &Quot;

"Of the pseudo Dao five sects, only suzhen heaven, cen fangpo, and he fuqiong of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect are still in their Prime."

"Now is the best time to start the next war!"

At this point, an old man with an ancient appearance in the middle said in a deep voice, " "If PEI Ling wins this battle, we can directly attack!"

Hearing this, a grey-robed cultivator beside him asked, " "Should we inform the people of the heavenly born sect and the Wu Shi villa?"

"No need!" The old man said coldly.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

&Quot; the Wu Shi villa will definitely make a move. Saint son PEI is extremely murderous, and he will definitely help us delay sword God ... That's enough! &Quot;

As he said that, the cultivators of the Orthodox Dao and the demon Dao who were watching the battle immediately saw the situation change. An extremely dense darkness erupted like a mountain flood and instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, filling the heaven and earth.

All the cultivators 'vision and spiritual will were blocked, and they could no longer sense the scene in the arena.

Saint son PEI had used that Immortal Technique!

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In the dream.

Mo minglan hung high in the air, her black robe and long hair fluttering in the wind. In the void opposite her, Tao wendu held a horsetail whisk in his hand. His expression was calm, but there was no sign of the [ mountain in the palm ].

Below, on the ground.

The silver threads that were scattered all over the ground instantly moved and floated like living creatures. In the blink of an eye, they straightened like arrows and revealed their sharp edges!

Soon, the dense, overlapping layers of silver threads began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Mo minglan's brows furrowed. These silver threads were devouring the power of the [ netherworld dream ]!

Thinking of Tao wendu's previous actions, she didn't hesitate and immediately used an ancient technique to dispel the dream realm!

At the same time, the silver threads, which were like weeds after the rain, instantly leaped up and wrapped around mo minglan like a large silver net.

Just as the silver threads were about to touch mo minglan, the dream realm suddenly shattered like a mirror that had been completely shattered into countless fragments. Everything in the dream realm came to a temporary standstill as countless grotesque and variegated images poured down and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye!

In the blink of an eye, mo minglan returned to the main world. Darkness filled the surroundings and the [ netherworld fog ] had yet to dissipate. However, she could already hear the roaring of the wind above her head. The astral wind was like a blade as a huge and lofty mountain roared and smashed down!

"Rebellious!" PEI Ling's voice immediately turned cold.

In the darkness, a calm and low voice came at the same time, " "Mountain!"