"Su Xirou" was immediately surrounded by a dense number of strange-looking evil ghosts. The evil wind blew as they roared and charged at the corpse hand.
BOOM!
An earth-shattering sound rang out, and a Spider-web-like crack appeared in the bright space. The sky and the green water were like dye that had been mixed, crossing each other. The entire space was grotesque and variegated, and the atmosphere was chaotic.
PEI Ling suddenly felt a powerful force separating him from 'su Xirou' in his arms.
This bright and beautiful space was shattered once again!
The dusky sky and the Muddy River appeared in front of him again.
The river was turbulent, and in the turbid water, countless shadows were swimming. A strong evil intent spread all over the bottom of the river, as if there were countless sneaky people hiding under the river, waiting for an opportunity to move.
A small black-awning boat was parked alone on the river. On the side of the black-awning, there was a Blue Lantern that covered the eyes.
The cold light of the lamp illuminated the area.
PEI Ling saw that he was standing on the deck, and beside him stood a calm and composed female cultivator with a pale face. Her black hair was tied up high, and her crown was made of pure gold. On the water surface not far away, there was also a female cultivator in a black robe and Jiang skirt, pale as death. Her hair was tied up in a high bun, and she wore a golden crown, and silk was fluttering in the wind.
The two of them were dressed exactly the same, even in the smallest details. They were both su Xirou!
However, su Xirou, who was standing beside PEI Ling, had a cold expression and a steady breath. She seemed extremely calm.
Standing on the water, su Xirou's face was delicate. When she looked around, her charm was hard to hide, but there was also a hint of fierceness and chaos, which was very similar to the swordsman who had just appeared!
PEI Ling immediately understood that the SU Xirou standing on the water was most likely a fake!
The other party should be a fiendish cultivator of the heaven born sect in disguise, and his situation was similar to that of the sword cultivators of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect. He had lost much of his rationality.
Otherwise, he would have been in an even more dangerous situation with his Dao integration stage strength!
The person beside him should be the real su Xirou. However, he did not expect her to help him at this time.
At this time, su Xirou, who was beside PEI Ling, suddenly reached out and grabbed su Xirou, who was standing on the water.
In the void, eight giant corpse hands reached out and grabbed su Xirou, blocking all her escape routes.
Su Xirou's face rippled like water as she stood on the water. In a flash, she had turned into an enchanting female cultivator.
This female cultivator had a beautiful face, and her hair was tied up in a bun. On top of her hair, there were velvet balls and colorful feathers. She only wore a red bellyband with mandarin ducks embroidered on it. Her arms were wrapped in red silk, and her waist was tied in a green and red crepe dress. The dress was a little loose and reached her hips. Her white and soft waist and small and round belly button were completely exposed.
Her long dress dragged on the ground, but there was more than one high slit. When the cold wind blew, her Crystal White long legs were clearly visible.
Her cultivation aura was not inferior to su Xirou's, but her brows were full of gloominess, constantly emitting chaos and murderous intent.
She stepped on the water with her bare feet as if she was standing on solid ground. Looking at the eight giant corpse hands grabbing at her, she didn't avoid nor Dodge. With a thought, strange giant snake shadows appeared around her.
The giant snake's body was extremely huge, and its horns stood out as if it was about to turn into a Dragon. After its shadow appeared, it immediately rushed out to meet su Xirou's corpse hand.
Boom boom boom ...
On the river, huge waves were instantly set off. The shadow of a snake churned and stirred the river water. Huge waves rose to the sky and sand flew up. As the wind roared, the river water suddenly turned into a downpour.
The air was filled with corpse Qi, as if it had substance. When the huge corpse hand opened, it covered the entire world. When it grabbed down, it was as heavy as a mountain, and the strong wind was like a knife, cutting in all directions.
In a flash, su Xirou's ten fingers formed a spell, and a cold and vicious aura condensed and jumped.
She raised her head and looked at the female cultivator of the heaven born sect with a cold gaze.
In the next moment, the fair skin of the female cultivator of the heaven born sect quickly paled, and soon, shocking livor mortis grew on her skin.
The female cultivator of the heaven born sect didn't pay any attention to the livor mortis that had appeared. Instead, she also cast a spell, causing the surrounding scenery to shake slightly before rapidly changing.
The originally wide sky and earth quickly converged, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a narrow and cramped coffin.
PEI Ling and su Xirou immediately sensed it and turned around. They saw the two naked people lying side by side in a coffin that had been nailed to the ground.
A strong desire to pick and be picked grew in their hearts.
Su Xirou's pale face immediately flushed red as her chest heaved up and down violently. She turned her head and stared at PEI Ling with her eyes that were as bright as stars.
PEI Ling's emotions were similarly stirred. He opened his mouth and said with great difficulty, " "Curse!"
Immediately, the sturdy coffins started to rot. On the rotten wood, vengeful human faces appeared.
In the ear-piercing laughter, the coffin completely shattered, and the surrounding scenery returned to normal.
On the surging River, the female cultivator of the heaven born sect was covered in livor mortis. There was no trace of a living person on her face, and her movements had become extremely slow.
Su Xirou's expression turned cold as she suddenly flew up and struck her palm towards his head.
The palm force was piercingly cold, drawing in the cold wind from all directions. It roared and surged like the tide, pouncing towards the female cultivator of the heaven born sect.
At the same time, countless tiny runes rose and intertwined in PEI Ling's eyes. [ eternal curse divine power ]!
The aura of the female cultivator of the heaven born sect, which had already started to weaken, instantly became even weaker.
BOOM!
A moment later, the lifeless body of the female cultivator of the heaven born sect fell into the water and slowly sank.
The river water surged and quickly covered the other party's tracks.
The muddy yellow water under the black-awning boat flowed quietly, and in a moment, the surroundings were silent, as if nothing had happened.
Looking at this scene, PEI Ling shook his head slightly. Unfortunately, the other party had long lost his mind ...
At this moment, su Xirou landed on the deck and stood beside him.
Her dark and heavy eyes stared at PEI Ling, her voice cold and gentle."Su Li Scripture, this Lord can forget about everything that happened before."
"But,"
"You must take this Lord with you and leave this place!"
"After returning to the clan, help me reforge my physical body and return to the path of Dao!"
"Since you're the sect leader, this matter shouldn't be too difficult for you."
"In exchange, I can help you to a certain extent."
"But if it's a situation of certain death, I'll take your fate first!"
PEI Ling was slightly startled and immediately replied,"Alright!"
Up until now, he had not seen anyone below the Return To Void final stage through the third door!
If su Xirou had not helped this Dao integration female cultivator of heavenly born sect ...
Hmm ...
If su Xirou didn't make a move, he could have dealt with it.
After all, he had already won at that time ...
Just as he was thinking, the corpse of the female cultivator of heaven's birth sect that had completely sunk into the river suddenly turned into a grayish-black smoke that floated out of the river and into PEI Ling's body.
[ note ] for clothing reference, a certain treasure search 'classical style Daji Han clothing'.