触摸柔软的皮肤

A rough-looking throne sat at the head of the hall. Under the nine-step stone steps, the spacious hall was simple and plain. There were pairs of huge candles burning on the stone walls on both sides. The candles were pure white, illuminating the large space as if it were daytime. The entire main hall was filled with the strictness and solemnity unique to the military.

PEI Ling sat on the throne alone with a stiff expression. The moment he regained control of his body, he immediately activated the [ sun corrosion manual ] to prevent his true appearance from being exposed.

At this moment, the Grand elders and grand castle Lord of Yan Xi city were still discussing."This PEI Ling is shockingly talented, but a good swimmer will drown in the water. Compared to city Lord, he's still too young ..."

"He's also a proud Son of Heaven, but unfortunately, he was born under the rule of the devil's doctrine. Entering the Dao is the same as walking on the wrong path ... Forget it, let's not talk about this. The city Lord has won a great victory, so he should join the City to celebrate and boost morale!"

"Not bad! We also need to invite fellow Daoists from the four sects to spread the news of the city Lord's battle achievements, so that the whole world knows that the devil is one foot higher, and the Dao is ten feet higher!"

&Quot; since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. Even if the evil path has outstanding talent, plunders the world, and damages virtue, it can't last long ... &Quot;

PEI Ling quietly looked at the many high-level cultivators of Yanxi city, and in his heart, he was already cursing the system's ancestors.

In this situation, his identity could not be exposed!

The strength of Yan Xi city was no weaker than the Zhong gang sect!

No matter which ancestral master he alarmed, he would not be able to escape death!

In fact, even the ancestral master of Yan Xi city didn't need to show up. As long as the great defensive formation of the capital city was activated, he would be like a turtle in a jar!

Just as he was thinking, he saw the mighty Grand Elder stroking his short beard and looking at him in confusion, " "City Lord, why aren't you saying anything?"

PEI Ling quickly regained his senses and immediately spoke in tie xionggan's voice, &Quot; cough, cough, cough ... My injuries aren't light. I need to recover first. You guys can leave first. &Quot;

The cultivators of Yan Xi city did not suspect anything.

After all, although PEI Ling was young, he had defeated the current Emperor of the Zhongkui family in public. It wasn't easy for the city Lord to win, so it was reasonable for him to be injured.

Thus, everyone bowed in unison and took their leave.

However, there were two people in the crowd who stopped in their tracks.

One of them was tall and sturdy, with the words "Zhu Yong" engraved on the Tiger talisman at his waist. At this moment, his expression was subtle, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. The other person was thin and had a thin face. He was wearing a set of old armor and a token with the word "Wu" hung above his Kasaya.

PEI Ling looked at the two of them and continued,"Ahem ... What's the matter ... Ahem ... We'll discuss it after I've recovered."

The old man with the "Wu" token immediately said,"City Lord, the [ evil-slaying axe ] has been placed in the military warehouse all year long to nurture and suppress our sect's formation."

"Now that the city Lord has returned victorious, you should first return the sect's treasure to the Arsenal to prevent the fate of your disciples from being unstable."

The Arsenal?

What kind of place was that?

And where did he get the evil-slaying axe?

PEI Ling's scalp turned numb. At this moment, the burly man with the Zhu Yong tiger tally transmitted a message,"City Lord, may I ask if PEI Ling has really fallen?"

"I wonder if his soul or life Providence is still there?"

PEI Ling Fell silent for a moment, but seeing that the two had not achieved their goal and had no intention of leaving, he frowned and quickly said, " "Mass ... Flying bones."

"The [ evil-slaying axe ] has put in a lot of effort this time, and its Artifact Spirit seems to have been exhausted and has fallen into a deep sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ordinary-looking giant axe appeared above his head. Judging from its shape and aura, it was the evil-slaying axe!

This was the law of 'masses'!

In the past, PEI Ling could only replicate what he saw in front of him. However, after reaching the Dao integration realm, he could now truly control this law and replicate everything that he had replicated before!

Immediately after, PEI Ling raised his hand slightly, and the evil-slaying axe landed in front of the old man who was in charge of the Armory.

PEI Ling quickly said, " cough, cough, cough ... I'm too heavily injured. I need to recuperate immediately. You ... Cough, cough ... Send the evil-slaying axe back to the Arsenal! &Quot;

The old man didn't doubt the city Lord at all and immediately saluted, " "Yes!"

With that, he immediately left with the replica of the evil-slaying axe.

PEI lingfu looked at the remaining intrepid man and said,"Cough cough ... PEI Ling is not dead ... If there's nothing else ... Cough ... This Lord ... Will start healing ... Cough cough cough ..."

Fortress Lord Fu Tai heaved a sigh of relief. The fu clan now owed PEI Ling a favor. If the Saint of the heavy armor sect died, the favor would not be repaid.

It was not a good thing for the fu clan to owe karma for this!

Thinking of this, Lord Fu Tai immediately said,"Yes!"

The Empress quickly took her leave.

In the large main hall, only PEI Ling was left. He finally heaved a sigh of relief. There was no time to lose, he had to leave swallow Rhino city!

Although no one had discovered his identity yet, he would be finished once the real evil-slaying axe returned!

PEI Ling quickly got up and was about to escape when he immediately sensed that a few more powerful auras were rapidly approaching.

He frowned and had no choice but to sit back on his throne.

The next moment, several cultivators in full armors filed in. There were men, women, old, and young. As they walked, their armor clanged and the sound of metal followed each step. Their mana surged and they were full of spirit.

On each of their kasayas, there were two cloud phoenixes engraved with the words " Yan Xi ". They were the many elders of Yan Xi city.

At this moment, no matter what kind of temperament these elders usually had, they were all beaming with joy and looked excited.

After they entered, they bowed and said, " &Quot; congratulations to the city Lord for returning with a great victory! &Quot;

PEI Ling nodded slightly and immediately said directly,"I need to recuperate immediately. If there's anything, come back and report in three days."

When the cultivators heard this, they hesitated, but they didn't leave immediately.

The leader, a steady and honest-looking elder, cupped his fists and said, " "City Lord, we've come with an urgent matter."

"If the city Lord needs to recuperate, you can send an incarnation to help us."

Without waiting for PEI Ling to reject, an elder behind him added, " &Quot; before the city Lord left, he had sealed off the Xinfeng Hall. Now, without the city Lord's permission, no one is allowed to enter. &Quot;

&Quot; however, there are a few new disciples that have been selected from the forts below. We have to make a trip to the hall of Inferno first. &Quot;

Before he could finish, another elder said, " &Quot; city Lord, the Great War between the righteous and demonic path has just ended. Our disciples have suffered heavy casualties and we need to increase the cultivation of new blood. &Quot;

&Quot; especially this batch of disciples. They all have battle achievements and are the future pillars of our sect. &Quot;

"City Lord, please open the fire remuneration Palace immediately!"