Beyond the Divine States

Nine babies

The fog on the competition field condensed into a big sword, but the name was like a bigger fog, cage in front of everyone.

The young man in black's feet float slightly, and his toes are separated from the ground by a line. His black robe looks like a very dark cloud. His smile on his pale face is very shallow, but it seems that he has been buried under the soil for thousands of years.

The mountain protection array of the four peaks, even the top of the purple court, can't be broken in a short time, but in his eyes, it's just a virtual barrier.

"Nine babies..." Jing Yangxia stares at this young man, look shocked: "how is it possible? You have come back to be a fierce beast of ancient times? "

Nine baby ring arm body front, cold way: "I am not fierce beast, I am a God."

The master of the four peaks gazed at the young man together. The four immortal swords of Bixiao, Dongyang, Wenyun and minglan resonated. It seemed that they wanted to be integrated at any time to cast a sword to protect the mountain and kill evil spirits.

Jiuying's black robe was moving without wind. The dark clouds came out of his sleeve and lingered on his side, forming various strange shapes.

He looked at the young man in front of him and said, "your name is... Fang He Ge?"

Rather long look is still cold, way: "rather long."

Jiuying is slightly different. He thinks of what Shiwu said to himself on the way and frowns. He quickly understands the cause of the matter. He says with regret: "you have been hiding for so long and defeated the most powerful disciple in a surprise. You should be proud of yourself. It's a pity that your life is really bad."

Nine baby voice just fall, then hear ten have no of ask a voice: "originally you are rather long, can escape lotus farmland Town, really ability is not small."

Ning long ignored Shi Wu. He stared at the fierce beast in front of him. He looked at his pale but tender skin like a newborn baby and said, "why don't you go to your head?"

Nine baby subconsciously touched his head, look a Li: "how do you know?"

Ning Changjiu said: "you are not the real jiuying."

The boy in black looked very cold.

Their conversation told the people of jiantianzong that they could not understand it, but Shiwu's look was very cold.

"Zhang Qiyu doesn't deceive me. You really have a big secret in you." Shiwu's eyes are like knives. They want to open Ning Long's body and dig out the secret.

Ning long looked at the swords that surrounded him and said, "are you here to compare swords?"

The boy in black was a little surprised: "do you still have the courage to draw the sword?"

Ning long seriously said: "you are not high, I can try."

The boy in black frowned, his toes touched the ground gently, and his feet fell on the array.

Xu Yukong was originally the ability of zitingjing. He deliberately wanted others to misjudge his realm.

But in fact, his ability to control the sky is inherent with God. As long as he is willing, every inch of space can become a substance under his feet.

Like the fog sword in the sky, in essence, he created several sword shaped space containers to contain all the fog.

The boy in Black said, "did you agree to count before?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "well, if you win, the sky soul lamp will take it."

The boy in black looked more sorry.

Ning Changchang turns his head and takes a look at Lu Jiajia. Lu Jiajia has come to the edge of the sword field. Minglan Xianjian is on his side. He can move at any time.

He shook his head gently at Lu.

Lu Jiajia's shell teeth buckle tightly, and the light in her eyes condenses into a little bit. She has no response to Ning Changjiu's shaking her head. She knows that Ning Changjiu should still hide some strength, but the boy in black is more unfathomable. If the situation is a little wrong, she will ignore the agreement and make a sword immediately.

Jing Yangxia also stares at the sword field. He has an absurd feeling in his mind. He knows that the boy in black has no clear and purple court environment, but somehow he doesn't have the idea of sword, as if the boy can't be killed.

Xuanri peak and Huiyang peak stand side by side, watching the boy who is suspected of reincarnation of ancient fierce beast. The sword Qi is ready to fall at any time.

In the face of the four peak master's intention to kill, the boy in black was not afraid at all.

Space is his talent. As long as he wants to, he can escape at any time.

What he was more interested in was the young man in white named Ning Changjiu.

He doesn't understand where the other party's self-confidence comes from. Does he think he can't kill him with the support of sifengfeng?

They looked up at each other at the same time.

Those big cold fog swords have been hovering in the air for a long time. With the coagulation of the eyes of the young people in black, the sound of string cracking sounded in the air. In the huge explosion, dozens of big cold fog swords hit Ning Changjiu. At the same time, the young people in black's wrists trembled, and the surrounding space converged at a very fast speed, forming a high density area in their empty hands.

The field was shapeless, and he held it in his hand like a sword.

The fierce wind swept across the sword field.

The disciples around the sword field could not help retreating for fear of being affected.

Ning long closed his eyes and opened his mind to the sea of Qi. His aura was like a mountain torrent, whistling and knocking at the gate of heaven.

Without the threshold of each realm as a sign, he can not determine his present realm.

However, after Jin Wu became a spirit, his practice in recent months was almost unhindered, and his swordsmanship went up to a higher level due to his life and death in the hidden peak.

He didn't think that any of the four peaks except Lu could be better than himself.

Even this boy in black.

At the moment when the cold fog sword falls, Ning Changchang's body is slightly heavy, and then suddenly jumps up. The blade in his hand lifts up the red fireworks. Those cold fog are like burning straw in a moment, and with Ning Changchang's figure, it turns into a red sea.

Clang Ran's crashing sound rang out in the cold fog.

When the wind blows again, all the fog and fire are pulled away by the invisible hand in an instant. In the fragments of the fire, white and black clothes appear clearly in the air.

The two figures fell to the ground together after hitting the sword.

Ning Long's sword is burning with the fire that can't be blown away by the strong wind, while the sword of the young man in black is shapeless. Even the meaning of the sword doesn't send out a little bit, but it has a huge and silent sense of oppression.

The two eight as like as two peas, appeared behind them. The python was carved from a mold, both alike and even alike. Even their movements were synchronous.

Jing Yangxia couldn't bear it any longer. The Bixiao sword came out of its sheath and hung high above the sword field: "bold monster, how dare you come to our sword clan to be rampant."

Ten have no cold way: "the peak Lord adult want bad rules?"

"It's natural for the immortal to kill the devil."

The boy in Black said, "this is my congenital spirit. How can congenital spirit have the theory of good and evil?"

Jing Yangxia has lived for many years with a keen eye. He knows that this is not congenital spirit at all, but the ontological illusion of jiuying.

He originally wanted to drop the sword and cut the boy out of the peak.

Ning long but looked at him, gently shook his head.

Jiuying's appearance was something he had expected.

"You are not complete." I'd rather say it for a long time.

The boy in Black said, "now I am complete."

Ning Changjiu said: "jiuying lacks the most critical part, so it's a good idea to create you as its brain. But have you ever thought that when jiuying's most central head is recovered, you will lose value."

The boy in black sneered: "you want to sow discord in a few words? You are really smart, but the ninth baby has already died. Even if you find its white bone, it just makes me complete and can't replace me at all. "

Ning long thought of the black Python in liantian town and said, "I've seen the ninth baby spirit. Although it's seriously injured, it's still alive. It has its own consciousness. Shiwu deceives you. You're just a temporary substitute."

The boy in black looks gloomy.

Shi Wu frowned and said immediately, "when we find the last baby spirit, I will ask you to kill it and replace it."

Said, ten no bite fingertips across the palm.

Thunderbolt, thunderclap.

It's a sign of a blood oath.

The young man in black was relieved. He should have given thanks to the young man in front of him, but he didn't know why. He was furious in his heart and wanted to frustrate him even more.

Jiuying's Dharma phase was upright and almost filled the whole sword field. Some timid disciples even cried and fled to neifeng.

That indomitable Dharma also brought a great sense of oppression to Ning Changjiu.

But the oppressive feeling disappeared quickly. In his purple mansion, Jin Wu hissed for a long time and couldn't help but want to break through the purple mansion.

The young man in black jumped into the air with a black knife and stepped on a head. His figure fell with the python like body. When the black knife fell in the air, the other seven heads of Dharma Prime Minister fell as if they were real objects.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crash was earth shaking.

On the unbreakable array of Dharma, the huge head fell down and made many huge holes.

Those holes also formed a big array.

Ning long figure was locked in the center of the big formation.

The black sword, the boy in black, and the black revealed Dharma Dharma Dharma. It was a whirlwind coming down from the sky, carrying the whole sky down together.

Everyone held their breath.

Lu had no idea how to break the situation. She had planned to cut off the contest with a sword regardless of everything. However, Ning Changjiu's calm face forced her down again.

The next moment, all the people saw a scene that they will never forget in this life.

The python like head of the nine babies hit the ground.

Ning long holds its head in one hand and presses it to the ground, while the other holds the sword and collides with the black knife.

When the black sword was overturned, Ning Changjiu's sword was also broken in two.

But he used the sword, which was broken into two pieces, to stab his head. The sword cuts into the Dharma. The nine infant FA Xiang and the boy in black also gave out a cry of pain. No one wants to understand how such a huge head was pressed by him, and the head did not dare to move. You can't even understand ten nothings. After he recovered from the shock, he found that on the neck of the nine baby's head, like a python, stood a crow with dark golden feathers. The crow's head was curled with a corolla like a stamen, and its three legs were slender. It looks so vulnerable, but now it looks like a golden winged Mirs bird that feeds on a dragon. It is proud to step on one of jiuying's heads, so the other seven heads dare not move. The boy in black stares at the golden black, as if he has some memory to break through the dam of history like a flood“ It's you! It's you! You're not dead... You're not dead! " The boy in black yelled at Ning long like crazy. No one has time to guess who the "you" in his mouth is. They only know that the boy in black is crazy for no reason, but the fear in his heart also arouses boundless killing intention. Jinwu destroys the heaven and earth, and the nine infant Dharma is broken. The boy in black is greatly attacked by him, and his mouth is full of blood, but he still doesn't give in. He suddenly reaches out his hand, the space solidifies and becomes a sword again. He suddenly holds the sword and cuts it toward Ning Changjiu. Ning long grasped the broken sword in his hand and cut it to him. The sword sounds again. No one has ever seen a sword that fast. The sword is pure fast, without too much movement range and fancy moves. The rise and fall of each sword seems to follow the most concise rules, and chop at the enemy after walking the shortest path. Even the crazy young man in black was defeated by such a fast sword“ Is this... Is this really the sword technique of our clan? " Jing Yangxia's eyes trembled“ Is it the second half of Tianyu sword Sutra? " Xue xunxue asked“ impossible! When I was young, I was lucky to see Master's move of cutting out the second half of the sword Sutra. That sword is equally fast, but it's different from this one. " Jingyangxia road“ What kind of sword is this? " Xue xunxue thinks he's a little crazy, too. Xue Lin wanted to comfort his sister, but he suddenly looked up and saw Lu's murderous spirit disappear. Lu Jiajia's hair is scattered with ink, and the messy green silk sticks to her cheek. On her face, her eyes are filled with water, and her eyes are filled with tears. Her lips moved, as if to say something, but at last turned into a self mocking smile. It seems that there is a heavy rain between heaven and earth, and the helplessness and despair of that day linger in my mind again. So it's you... I should have thought of it... No... I thought of it clearly, but what am I avoiding? Complex emotions welled up in my mind. She found that she had accepted so many unrequited kindness. She looked at the figure in white and was glad that he didn't look back and saw his own humiliating tears“ This is the Heavenly Sword Scripture! " All of a sudden, on the four peaks, jingyangxia's exclamation could not be suppressed. Everybody heard that. And Ning Changjiu's stormy sword stopped, and the shadow of the sword gathered all over the sky to make a sword. The posture of the sword was very strange, like a ridiculous circus.