Beyond the Divine States

Mrs. Bai's words fell to many people's ears.

The first one who was shocked and puzzled was the Lord of the city. He immediately said, "it's impossible. I personally supervised the closure of the city gate. It's very close. There are people guarding the city wall. How can someone sneak in?"

"But there is someone coming," he said

The scholar looked at the flustered Lord and said with a sneer, "now my wife is about to accept the power of the King Ming. The dead in this city will not die. No matter who comes, what can be changed? It's just a trap. "

The city Lord sneered and said angrily, "what do you know, you hopeless scholar? Before that, any small matter may become a fatal stumbling block. At this moment, we can't allow any accident, not at all! "

The scholar said goodbye. He knew that Mrs. Bai was in a bad mood and didn't argue with him.

Mrs. white closed her eyes. After a while, she said a shocking sentence: "I can't find him."

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

Now Mrs. Bai is the real Lord of the city. All the people in the city are the things that she overturned and destroyed. How can someone come in and not find them?

Who on earth came here?

Mrs. Bai was also puzzled. In her mind, there were only two possibilities. One was that she moved the gate of the city, but did not enter the city. The other was that the man also had the skill of hiding from his eyes, which was similar to that of the elder martial brothers and sisters.

She tapped on the handrail with her finger bone, and a skull flew out like a small sword, and instantly penetrated into the brow and heart of the city Lord.

Mrs. Bai said, "I'd like to borrow you a place of long life to search out the man in the city."

After the skull entered his body, the great power poured into his soul. The city master was distracted for a moment, and some of them didn't adapt to such a terrible state.

"Long life..."

He regretted that he could not be a practitioner for another hundred years, but now he is a ghost and an immortal.

Mrs. Bai, with only a flick of her finger, fulfilled his long cherished wish for many years.

The Lord of the city looked more and more devout, knelt down and left.

Mrs. Bai opened her eyes and glanced at Shubai lightly. With a movement of her fingertips, she threw the boy into the line of the ghost. Shubai could not speak, but looking at the ghosts of the men and women in front of her, she felt hairy in her heart. For the words of sister Bai, who came back from the dead, he was also in the fog. If he could, he wanted to turn around and run away.

Mrs. Bai looked at the five paintings that were still evolving, and then looked up at the scarlet moon in the sky. At the moment, the moon was already over half, and it would be complete in a short time.

"Sixty four years." Mrs. white sighed softly.

That whole sixty-four years haunted her memory like a nightmare, and the face that made her cold and evil could never be forgotten.

At that time, I had reached the peak of the purple court, which was only one step away from Wudao. But in front of the four old monsters, I didn't have any fighting power.

But even though the monster was so powerful, it still miscalculated, and the bones that clearly died could not die any more, still gave birth to itself again.

She not only survived, but also climbed out of the prohibition of the old monster on a snowy night. She came to the Shahe River, dug up the ice, boiled the river water for her own food, and from then on, the Shahe River has never frozen again.

She thought for many times, what is the state of those four people who killed themselves? Did they come from seclusion to kill the gods who disobeyed the law of heaven and earth?

It's just that I'm diligent, I don't eat human flesh, and I don't kill innocent people. It's just because there's a rumor that eating my own bones can make me immortal. So in Nanzhou, countless people want to kill themselves, causing a chaos of countless deaths and injuries.

However, the God, wearing cassock and beads of Buddha, seems to be full of compassion. The way to solve this chaos is to kill himself directly.

How ridiculous is it that you should die if you are guilty?

Mrs. Bai opened her lips and laughed silently. After her death, she finally understood that no matter how far she reached the realm, there was still no possibility of survival under the Lord of seclusion who was in charge of the law.

The only way is to have the real strength against them, that is, to become the supreme king of her own country. All the rules follow her own instructions. She wants all the people in the city. No matter how sharp the sword is, she can't kill them.

That's the power of the law.

Mrs. Bai kept smiling. Her chest was undulating. The long skirt made of white bones was very eye-catching in the night. Now she was sitting on the throne, like a dead white, intertwined willow, on which grew a beautiful head.

The throne took her high into the sky, almost reaching out to touch the red moon.

Her eyelids drooped and her eyes fell on the overlooking city. At this time, the red lanterns all over the city had turned white. When all the refugees came home, they were like stepping into the underworld.

At the moment, those lighted lanterns gathered into a huge "Dien".

Laying a foundation is also a certainty.

If the city is full of mourning and silence is like death, it is settled.

Linhe City has been established as the base, and the five pillars symbolizing the mythological logic of the kingdom of Fengdu are also slowly being built. When the five pillars are completely completed, she can draw the dome and fabricate the sun, moon and stars.

But now there are a few annoying insects in the city.

She grabs the red moon with her fingertips, and the picture on it changes, revealing the picture that Ning Xiaoling keeps chopping and capturing the water soul in the old house.

Mrs. Bai sneered. If not for the fact that the mythological logic had not been worked out yet, she could not leave the bridge, which symbolized the separation between yin and Yang. She went to the bridge herself and tore the two brothers and sisters to pieces!

"Rather catch the water, I give you great power, you are

How do you use it? "

The majestic voice of Mrs. Bai passed through the red moon with infinite magic.

……

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Over the courtyard, Mrs. Bai's voice rang out, and the red moon was shining even more. The light shone on Ning Xiaoling. Her thoughts seemed to be slowed down a bit, and her speed of sword was slower.

After that moment's hesitation, she knew that she was about to wash the soul of Ning Qishui thoroughly with the most violent river. But after Ning Qishui got Mrs. Bai's order, his realm rose again. His broken hand condensed in an instant. He grabbed the pen scattered on the ground and wrote in a dazzled handwriting, with the flavor of terror between life and death.

He is the future judge of this city, and he is in charge of life and death!

Around him, the snow seemed to be "dead". They collapsed and melted one after another. The smell of death was like a burning line on the Qiuyuan. In a moment, it became momentum and quickly poured in.

Ning Xiaoling hardly hesitated. Xuehu's inherent agility made her retreat quickly. When her breath of death spread, she almost immediately ran to the last side, clinging to the wall. Then she immediately grabbed a sword formula to protect her body. When the breath of death came to her body, she couldn't break the sword field for a moment. It was like running water on a reef, spreading to both sides.

Seeing that the dead spirit couldn't come in, Ning Xiaoling's fear was dispelled, but after he couldn't continue to use the sword, Ning's soul of catching water gathered at a very fast speed, like condensing into a fuzzy human shape, and then pieced together the details of limbs and facial features.

Ning Xiaoling forced down the fear in his heart. He was just in this position. His elder martial brother, who was much lower than himself, decided to use his sword and cut him hard to heal. Why can't he?

Although this old thing turned into a ghost, and his realm has risen a little, he is quite different from two months ago!

On the long street outside, the sound of fighting came faintly.

She clenched the sword in her hand. The snow around her was as white as sand, and she rolled on the ground. It was the same as when elder martial brother just put out the sword.

Rather capture water body shape already condensation, light a Shen: "with old sword move still dare to come out again?"

Ning Qishui finally got hold of the pen. Just now, the gloom in his heart splashed out like ink. All the empty space around him was Rune paper, which carried on the ink like the ghost and condensed into complete words.

Ning Xiaoling took the sword field to protect her body, and started with the sand snow style. Her body suddenly ran out and said angrily, "you are old."

But Ning Qinshui had already taken a cut. He had already seen the sharpness of the sword and had a dike. Of course, he would not be killed immediately. When Ning Xiaoling came out of the sword, the three runes had already been drawn. He put his pen to his side and looked solemn as a judge without any emotion. He said in a loud voice: "Yin is silent and Yang is extinguished, life and death are in the order, number theory of merits and virtues, punishment and crime are added to his body!"

The three talismans are chiseled down like a stele, with the judgment of life and death. The decisive decision is like the sharpest blade in the world. As long as it falls, it will be a clean break!

Ning Xiaoling's Baihong guanri's sword move is not more than half, her figure is abruptly interrupted, a rune falls, forcing her to hide sideways, and the next Rune presses her ink rain back to the scabbard.

Ning Zhuoshui laughs in his heart. Just now, if Ning didn't play that trick, how could he lose?

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On the long street, when Ning Changjiu met the butcher, the battle began.

The butcher was a fat man with a very strong body. When he stood with a pig knife, it was like a small meat mountain. However, his movements were not matched with his body shape. When he ran, he could crush the bricks and tiles under his feet.

Before Mrs. Bai gave the order, his anger at finding the mad cow was on Ning Changjiu. Ning Changjiu was also too lazy to judge his identity. After all, there were enemies all over the city. At the first time when the butcher appeared, his sword was like a needle.

He and the butcher moved almost at the same time. At the moment when the sword and knife collided, they could catch a touch of astonishment from each other's eyes.

The other party is a person?!

But this shock didn't last long. The butcher killed the pig all his life. No matter how strong the pig was, he could kill each other with one knife. The smooth incision on the horse's neck just now made him extremely satisfied. He thought that Mrs. Bai would praise herself when she saw it.

And this young man, who has no eyes and is not as strong as a pig, dares to block his own way.

Sword collision, the sound of metal ring through the long street.

After the collision, both of them did not stop at all. The second one came again. During the collision, the butcher was shocked to find that the thin boy of the other side was even faster than himself. When his sword was still on the top of his chest, the sword had already cleaved towards his shoulder and neck!

The butcher roared, and the stones at his feet broke into powder. The sudden power beat back the sword for a moment, and cut the knife in his hand at the same time.

After another simple collision, their bodies receded a little.

The butcher was horrified to find that if Mrs. Bai hadn't given her a high level, she might have been beheaded by the other party.

It's absolutely intolerable for him to kill his whole life and pursue killing others with one knife.

In his original plan, after killing the mad cow with one knife, he cut off his head with all the subtleties he had learned in his life!

What a wonderful life?

But now, he's going to spend his energy killing another man.

When he was young, he killed a lot of people. After entering the city and starting a stable life, his blade never licked human blood again. Now, the bloodthirsty jade looks up again. He picks up the pig knife in his hand and pours on it.

Rather long do not want to entangle with him, he also intends to kill each other quickly, and then go to Naihe bridge, to break

The ceremony of the bad white lady.

So the sword and sword attack is more sonorous and strong, there is almost no fancy, every record is a single to single collision between steel.

The butcher underestimated Ning Changjiu's speed.

Although his Sabre technique is already extremely fast and strong, almost as long as the first knife can directly break people's heart or take people's head, he finds that he can't make a sword at all. The other side's sword is too fast and too fast, and every one of his sabres is suppressed, so he can only follow the way of the sword move to resist in a hurry.

As he kept retreating, the bricks and tiles on the ground broke one by one.

His killing intention and anger are like the lava accumulated in the crater. When the opponent's sword moves are exhausted, they will turn into a fire that melts everything and split the opponent's head!

The butcher took a step back when the sword hit again, and he almost could not hold the knife.

But the sword didn't stop much, and it fell down again in a moment. He had to roll his body sideways to escape, cut it to the ground with one sword, and soon turned to sweep, and continued to pursue. After rolling, the butcher stabilized his body and took the sword again. At the same time, his legs swept fiercely, and his body hit the opponent's waist like a round hammer.

Ning long body jump, avoid the pursuit of the other side, in the air a sword straight cut wrist.

The butcher rushed back to defend himself with his sword, but he was still cut out.

He snorted bitterly, his eyes were red, and he just ignored the attack of the other side and stabbed himself for a lifetime of hard training!

This knife is extremely simple, but it is full of fierce anger and murderous spirit. He practiced it hundreds of thousands of times, and it is so neat that he can hardly pick out any defects.

But he still didn't hit the other side with this knife, not because he didn't have enough skills, but because the pig killing knife was too short.

Ning long body in the first time back half step.

The blade of the knife slashed his chest and cut half of his clothes.

The butcher's pupil was filled with a color of great reluctance. Then he watched the other side lean forward and cut out the same knife. The color of disappointment in his eyes suddenly brightened.

The sword as like as two peas are the same as the sword they have done.

He had no time as like as two peas to imitate his own knife and his life, and this is the first time he saw this knife in other people's hands. He looked at the beauty of life and death almost like a mirror.

At that moment, he longed for each other to cut off his head.

But it didn't happen.

In a very harsh "Ding", Ning Changjiu's sword was hit by something, which made it deviate from the track. The interval of that moment made the butcher subconsciously withdraw the sword to defend.

The butcher escaped, but his heart was empty.

He looked over Ning Changchang's shoulder and looked to the other side. He was furious and said, "you old Taoist, what are you doing here?"

During the conversation, he ignored Huining for a long time and directly threw the pig killing knife at the old Taoist who saved his life!

The Taoist was Ning Ji Shui who came out of the house.

He looked at the throwing knife. With a stroke of the judge's pen, he directly knocked it to the ground. He looked at the butcher and said angrily, "thanks for saving your life, you old man. Don't be unkind."

"Save my life?" The butcher's face was blue, and he was furious and said, "you pay for my life!"

With that, he stretched out his hand and controlled the Qi through the air. Then he drove the butcher's knife up again.

In Ning Qishui's original plan, after he temporarily trapped Ning Xiaoling, he went out first and killed Ning Changjiu, the most troublesome one, with the butcher. However, such twists and turns were unexpected. The butcher is not his opponent, but he is also very difficult to deal with. The butcher has obviously lost his mind. When he bumps into his hill like figure, even though Ning Zhuoshui has resisted with a rune, he is still shaken back by two steps. In the old house, Ning Xiaoling, who had been surrounded by death and had to resist with his sword, took a breath. She quickly cut off her dead breath and ran out of the house, but now the cause and effect line in the old house is still binding her. She didn't have the experience of transcending life and death like her elder martial brother, so she couldn't get out of this cause and effect line“ Elder martial brother She knocked hard on the door and yelled hard. Ning Changjiu was relieved to hear her cry. The butcher couldn't get rid of Ning Zhuoshui for a long time, just as he was still thinking about how to bring Ning Xiaoling out of the house. The ground suddenly vibrated. Shock and amazement have not yet turned into concrete emotions. Behind them, at the corner of the alley, the wall began to collapse. Beside the wall, a mad cow with bloodstains, scarlet eyes and hooves, rushed over. The butcher thought of his duty and wanted to kill the mad cow with a knife. However, when the mad cow approached, he turned around and ran directly into the gate of the old house. He kicked the butcher's chest with his strong back hooves, He was kicked down. In the room, Ning Xiaoling didn't know what had happened. He just felt that the earthquake was general, and his elder martial brother was only half crying for help. The door in front of him was directly broken. On the back of the black ox, which was covered with blood, a figure that was also too dark to be captured by naked eyes fell. Behind the extremely dark curtain, a white and long finger stretched out, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the dark curtain. A familiar and cold voice sounded in my ear, some dignified and domineering: "what's the noise? Follow me!"（ Originally, I only wanted to write 3000 words and confiscate them. It's more than 5000 yards, so I'm a little late... It's another day of ten thousand days.)