The bearing of the Saint.

Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh ...

In an instant, PEI Ling slashed out tens of thousands of blade Qi!

Each of the saber Qi was filled with an overbearing aura. Vaguely, it also contained a sense of Majesty that made all living things submit to it. The power of any one of them was no weaker than the full strength strike he used when he was going through the Tribulation!

At the same time, PEI Ling's eyes suddenly brightened. In the depths of his pupils, the Nanke dream fire suddenly rose. Countless tiny runes interweaved, and he had already cast the [ eternal curse magical power ]!

As the runes jumped, his aura surged like a rising tide, and a mountain range with verdant grass and lush forests appeared behind him.

It was obvious that this mountain range was deserted. There were no proper roads or houses in sight.

There was only a small Daoist temple hidden among the lush branches and leaves.

The Taoist temple looked ancient and simple.