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At this moment, the blue-robed sword cultivator immediately got up from the bed. He did not care about his injuries and quickly made hand seals.

Dense sword Qi appeared in the room in an instant. The sword Qi was like a school of swimming fish, floating agilely in the air. The cold sharp blades were all aimed at PEI Ling.

The swordsman's voice was cold and hard as he shouted, " "Slash!"

All of the sword Qi instantly entered the void and disappeared.

PEI Ling immediately felt a strong sense of danger in his heart. His heart rose and fell uncontrollably, and he had a premonition that he would be cut into a thousand pieces in the next moment ...

However, at this moment, under the control of the system, he opened his mouth again. No sound came out, but he seemed to spit out a vague and cold word.

Just like before, a strange order enveloped the space.

Everything in the room started to move backward.

All the sword Qi that had escaped into void space reappeared. Like fish in the sea, they flashed and then disappeared.

Not far away, the blue-robed sword cultivator retracted his hand gesture and lay back on the bed.

PEI Ling raised his hand and cast a spell that was exactly the same as the sword Xiu from before. The entire room was filled with sword Qi that was as dense as a school of fish. However, this time, all the sword Qi was as sharp as a forest and pointed at the blue-robed sword Xiu.

All the sword Qi disappeared into the void without a sound.

The swordsman was the same as PEI Ling earlier, not putting up any defense at all.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

In the next moment, dense bloody holes suddenly appeared on the blue-robed sword cultivator's body. The sword intent was unbridled and filled the wounds, preventing the body from healing itself. Fresh blood flowed out and instantly soaked through his blue robe and slashed towards the bedding under him.

The strange order disappeared quietly.

No matter how powerful a Dao integration cultivator was, the blue-robed sword cultivator was instantly on the verge of death after being caught off guard and struck twice with his full strength.

The swordsman stopped moving. His aura, which was already rapidly weakening, suddenly became even weaker. It was like a candle in the wind that could be completely extinguished at any time.

PEI Ling instantly felt that the sword cultivator's life Providence on the thread was like a flood that had opened the floodgates, surging into his body.

The injuries on his body were also recovering at an even faster rate, and his aura was getting stronger and stronger.

Correspondingly, the sword cultivator's aura was getting weaker and weaker.

Very quickly, PEI Ling's injuries had completely recovered. He was full of energy and had already recovered to his peak condition.

The blue-robed sword cultivator's figure became illusory and transparent. In the end, like a popped bubble, he disappeared with a bang.

His intrinsic flying sword was still on PEI Ling's back, but it did not show any signs of losing its spirituality. This flying sword had already become PEI Ling's artifact!

PEI Ling was extremely shocked. He had finished off a Dao integration expert in two moves!

The laws that the Emperor in the second door had mastered were actually so terrifying!

His current cultivation base had yet to reach the Dao integration realm, so he had been unable to unleash the true power of this nomological law. However, the system was different. It could perfectly unleash the power of all spell techniques, including nomological laws!

"Ding dong! Detected that the host's life Providence is lacking and needs to be replenished immediately ..."

"Ding dong! The system has started to fight for you ..."

At this time, the system's notification rang again. PEI Ling immediately knew that the system was going to find the female cultivator of the heaven born sect.

Only a portion of his life Providence had been taken away in the first and second illusionary realms. In the first illusionary realm, the person who had attacked was the blue-robed swordsman. And the second illusionary realm was from a female cultivator of the heaven born sect.

Just as he was thinking, under the system's control, PEI Ling quickly walked back to the bed and lay down on the bedding.

A feeling of peace, tranquility, and moisture, like invisible hot water, soaked his whole body. His limbs and bones were all warm, as if every pore had opened up and was greedily absorbing this gentle and warm nourishment.

That 'stop' sound did not appear again, and no other Dao integration cultivators entered the room.

In this peace and comfort, after an unknown amount of time, PEI Ling felt that the bed under him seemed to have turned into a pool of water.

He fell into it.

The depth of the lake was unknown, and PEI Ling continued to fall.

During this process, he saw many Dao integration stage cultivators floating in the water.New chaptᴇrs are published on Noᴠelꜰire.nᴇt

These cultivators either had big sleeves and natural Dao aura; Some were fully equipped with armor and had a strong aura; some wore royal robes and golden crowns, looking graceful and majestic. Some were beautiful, with colorful dresses flying; Some had a cold sword intent, while others wore plain clothes and shoes. Or gray-robed hanging tower, withered and wooden; Some were in white robes and golden crowns, looking romantic and unrestrained; Some were free and carefree, unconcerned; Or they were dressed in fine clothes and Jade, covered in treasure light ...

All the cultivators had their eyes closed. Their exposed faces and skin were green with death. Many of them had thick frost on their eyebrows, covering half of their original faces.

The cultivators were floating high and low, far and near under the water. Their robes, skirts, and accessories were washed by the current and drifted slowly, like lush water plants that were in full bloom, almost filling the entire water.

There was an ancient black thread on the top of each cultivator's head. It was as if it was nothing, slowly swimming and swaying in the water, and gathering in the deepest part of the pool.

It was dark and dim. With the eyesight of a cultivator, he could only see a vague outline, which seemed to be a huge, black eye.

There was a faint ghostly light in the depths of his pupils.

Obscure, cold, and silent.

The light was not bright, nor did it exude any special aura, but it gave people a feeling of endless vitality that suppressed a majestic force.

Like the roots of a Banyan Tree, countless threads extended out from it and intertwined with each other, slowly blooming and connecting the Dao integration experts.

It seemed to be a seed!

Seeing this, PEI Ling suddenly had an epiphany. This was the [ seed of creation ]!

One of the three seeds of strange Mulberry!

It was also a tribulation-transcending opportunity that all Dao integration cultivators had once fought for!

As he thought about it, PEI Ling suddenly noticed that there was a pitch-black thread above his head. It was gently floating in the water and continued downwards, connecting to the [ creation seed ].

However, unlike other cultivators, the black silk thread above his head started to become intermittent after he stared at it for a while. It was as if the thread was hesitating whether it should continue to connect him.

At this moment, the eyes in the depths of the lake blinked.

PEI Ling was in a daze. When he looked again, he saw that he had once again appeared in the lobby. However, unlike the previous four times, he did not appear at the table he had been sitting at before. Instead, he appeared in a corner that had been swallowed by darkness.

There were several Dao integration cultivators sitting at the same table. Their auras were surging, and they seemed to be cultivators from the glaze avaricious Empire, su zhentian, Yan richeng, and the nine luminaries mountain. There were all kinds of people at the next table. There were Wu Shi villa, reincarnation tower, Tian Sheng sect, Zhong Kong sect ... None of these people paid attention to him. The eyes of all the cultivators, including himself, who had just appeared, were all looking at the only place in the hall that was not swallowed by the darkness.

Under the dim light, she saw four people sitting at the table. They were su Xirou, Meng Hongling, Huan yunzhen ... And he was wearing a black robe and black shoes, carrying a long saber on his back.