Beyond the Divine States

Ning Xiaoling stares at him, the meaning of chilly turns into the paralysis of the whole body, and her hand holding the sword is almost unstable.

It was not until Ning Jishui asked, that consciousness gradually returned.

In the past, when she was still an apprentice, she didn't dare to fight back against his duty. At most, she said something about the old man behind his back.

And now, this disgusting old thing appeared in front of her, and as she said, it was no longer human. Her curse was effective, but she didn't feel the slightest happiness. Her head exploded in a moment of consternation and fear.

She didn't look over her head. She took a look at her elder martial brother, but she found that Ning had been very calm for a long time.

Ning looked at him for a long time, holding the sword more tightly.

On the day of death and rebirth, he grabbed water from Ning with a finger. At that time, he just woke up, and his realm was supposed to be extremely weak. After that finger, he cut the other side apart, which was inconceivable to him at that time. Now I think that the soul of Naning catching water has been taken away by Mrs. Bai. What was left at that time was only a corpse whose body was rotten and unconscious, and whose spirit power kept flowing.

At that time, Ning Qishui thought that he was dead. His soul was almost destroyed by erosion. He was raised by Mrs. Bai in the green porcelain vase. Until today, when the red moon is at the head of Linhe City, and all things appear to be dark, he finally comes out of the bottle and agglomerates.

Because the evil spirit will not die tonight. Now in the city, no one can kill him except Mrs. Bai who is in power.

He looked at the two living old apprentices with a complicated look. If Bai Fu hadn't told them in advance, he would have been surprised at the moment.

"I didn't expect you to be alive." Ning Jishui said with emotion: "today, I can still accept you as my apprentice and let bygones be bygones."

Ning Xiaoling silently thinks about the appearance of Lu's marriage, so as to suppress her fear. She is very afraid of each other, but she still stares at his face and says with a smile: "what a talisman, what a let bygones be bygones."

Ning Ji, a sailor, holds a red ink brush. He looks at the young girls and says coldly, "it's meaningless to talk fast. When Mingjun comes to the world, everything turns to dust. It's better to die early than to live."

While speaking, he looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "you seem to have changed a lot?"

Ning didn't reply for a long time.

Ningji watercourse: "although it's a bit dull on weekdays, you are much more clever than your younger martial sister. Today, you should kill yourself first and give your younger martial sister an example."

Ning long looked at the girl beside him, raised the sword in his hand, and said, "master, let me show you. You have to watch it."

"Ah?" Ning Xiaoling is stunned. Before she wants to understand the implication of elder martial brother's words, a light sword will appear from Ning Changchang's side.

The snow on the ground is as white as sand, rolling up with the snow on the edge of his sword, rough and mixed, like countless white mosquitoes dancing.

Ning Qinshui's face was slightly chilly. As soon as the intention of erasing appeared, he suddenly realized that he was cold in his heart. He didn't understand that this dull boy was a man

What's the matter? Why can we have such sharp and murderous spirit now.

Almost at the same time, a sword lights up and cuts through the thick night, like a waterfall on a cliff and a white dragon spits out a rainbow. It suddenly lights up the night and makes the red moon dark.

Although Ning Ji Shui came back from the dead, he couldn't see the sun for a long time. When the sword brightened, his heart was naturally throbbing.

Ning captured water immediately ink virtual draw a symbol, the area of snow stand up, into a wall to block the way.

The sword came all the way. As soon as the white snow wall was erected, it was washed down by the light of the sword. Although the power of the sword was blocked a little slower, the meaning of the sword became more and more intense. When he approached ningqishui, the meaning of the sword was as bleak as the autumn wind. The sword fell again, and the white rainbow chiseled the ground. In the loud noise, everything around him was torn to pieces. Ningqishui was shocked, and his figure subconsciously wanted to retreat, But thinking is slower than sword light.

After a sword fell, his body was cut in half from the top of his head to the heart of his feet!

"You..." Ning Jishui, whose soul is cracking, looks terrible and funny. He reaches out to grab the other half of his body and wants to close it up again: "what's your sword technique?"

Ning Xiaoling stares at her elder martial brother's back. Of course, she knows these swords. These are the three movements of Sha Xue, Bai hongguanri and Qiu makeup in Tianyu sword Sutra. Every morning when she is in class, her elder martial brother reads the sword Sutra with her. She knows that her elder martial brother is familiar with the above mental formula, and she doesn't know when he has finished that day's sword Sutra.

She saw that Ning Ji water was cut in half by a sword. Although she knew that all the ghosts in the city could not be killed, most of the fear in her heart disappeared.

Ning long certainly won't answer his question. His eyes are so cold that Ning Qinshui, who is already a ghost, feels cold.

Ning long time to raise the sword, sword light such as rain, hit his soul full of holes, beyond recognition.

It's the ink rain turn basin style.

As a matter of fact, Ning Qinshui is now dead and turns into a ghost, and his cultivation is more refined. But he didn't expect that his sword technique is so exquisite. Suddenly, he was caught off guard by a sword. Even if the evil spirit didn't die, how fast can he repair his soul now? The hand holding the pen fell to the ground. Just as he was about to draw a picture, Ning Xiaoling's eyes were sharp, and his sword came to him. He put a sword into the palm of his hand. At the same time, he stirred it and peeled off the five fingers“ Do you think you are Mrs. Bai and dare to appear so blatantly? " Ning long coldly looked at the broken soul into hundreds of pieces. He pinched a sword formula and set up countless sword locks to temporarily trap the main parts of the four limbs. Even though his soul was chopped, Ning Qinshui could still speak: "I don't know what chance you have. In a short period of time, you are so powerful. It seems that you have been with me before. But you are also in vain, you can't kill me, and you can't get out of this yard. Originally, I wanted to give you a way. Since I don't know how to die, I will torture you to death when Mrs. Bai completes the ceremony! "“ It's noisy. " Ning looked at the girl beside him for a long time and said, "younger martial sister, it's rare to have a man who can't chop to death. I'll go and find out the way to practice my swordsmanship." Ning Xiaoling spirit, said: "yes, elder martial brother." She picked up the sword, recalled the exquisite sword moves in the sword Sutra, and when Ning Zhuoshui's soul was about to close, she boldly cut it to pieces again. Ning Changjiu goes to the hall with his sword. He thinks that this old house should be the key to control the alley, and even the existence of this dead city in the future, which is similar to that of Yama Prefecture. He went into the hall, lit up his sword eyes and looked around. Everything in this hall as like as two peas were left, and the pieces of porcelain were scattered on the floor. He went to the compass and fumbled for a moment to open the hidden lattice. He found that there were two bags of money missing. Everything seems to be the same. Here is the old house they used to live in. Ning long tried to burn a sword fire and put it into the dry pile of firewood, but the sword fire went out quickly, and the pile of firewood seemed to be nonexistent, so it couldn't be ignited at all. In the courtyard, although Ning Qishui was cut to pieces, his voice still kept ringing: "now this is the magistrate's house, between the world and the nether world. Unless you have the ability to break the void, you can't destroy it at all." Ning Xiaoling chopped his right hand again. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, but her face was very hot. The more she used it, the more familiar it was. It seemed that she was killing a real person“ Shut up, elder martial brother. What can I do for you? " Ning Xiaoling's sword pierces the heart. Ning Qishui sneered: "now this young man is not your elder martial brother at all. Can't you see it for so long?" Ning Xiaoling also sneered: "you are blind yourself, and do you want others to follow you?" Ning long after trying to destroy the house fruitless, turn back to push the door. Ningji watercourse: "there are marks of your life for several years in this room. These are the cause and effect that can entangle you all your life. If you can't get rid of this cause and effect line, you can only be imprisoned here forever. This is one of the powers of King Ming. Don't waste your efforts. " Ning long pushed the door with a dull hand. He thought for a while and said, "life and death are the biggest cause and effect." With that, he untied the bolt of the door, pushed the door and went out in the shock of Ning Ji Shui. He stood on the long street and looked sideways. At the other end of the long street, a bearded butcher was carrying a pig knife in one hand and a bloody horse head in the other. The horse neck was still tied with ribbons, which seemed to be entering the city