Beyond the Divine States

Over the four peaks, the wind suddenly came.

The figures of the disciples on the peak are like fallen wheat fields, supporting each other in the process of falling, bumping and staggering, while tianku peak in the gale is more like a musical instrument, playing the sad music of cold people's soul, and the tearing roar makes countless people close their ears.

"Those who live under long life should avoid neifeng!" Some people yelled loudly, and built a barrier with sword Qi to protect the people to escape.

"All the disciples go back, and the elder who lives above me will stick to the formation with me!"

“……”

In the violent world, even the roar of the monk Huang zhongdalu is often suppressed by the wind.

In the long air, two huge swords collide like black dragons. After the collision, they are more like fighting boa constrictors, intertwined with each other, hanging each other alive and swallowing each other in a copulation posture.

Where the two collided, the strong sword Qi was like a sea of thunder, rolling endlessly.

The sun was covered in the thick clouds, the sky and the earth were darkened, the wind was searching the four peaks endlessly, the snow cherry was thrown down, the tree was blown away, and the branches were bare.

This world shaking sword collision ended with the defeat of Zitian daomen.

Before entering the peak, they had estimated the realm of the four peak owners many times, and even added one floor to each person's original. According to the calculation, daomen's sword could have been used to command Tianzong, but when the sword came to the end, the strength of Tianzong's sword was still beyond their estimation.

In the sky, the dark purple, green and frosty air of daomen was swallowed by the ancient boundless sword. This scene is like a hurricane full of sand blowing through a village, covering everything with the color of yellow sand.

The power of confrontation is beyond the limit.

The Dao sword broke, and Tianzong's mountain protecting sword moved forward at a faster speed. Even if Shiwu and Shiyi escaped from the center of the sword, they still couldn't escape completely. They were butted by the big sword like a dragon boat and cut out of the peach curtain.

But the boy in black and thirteen Yuchen succeeded in breaking the mountain protection battle.

Only when the battle was broken, the four immortal swords, which had cut off the most powerful of the Taoist sect, flew back in the air and stabbed them together with the four noble swords.

"Shifu..." Ning Xiaoling ran to Lu Jiajia and held her. She said with concern, "what's wrong with Shifu?"

Lu Jia wiped the blood from her lips with her sword. She shook her head and said, "it's OK. Where's your elder martial brother?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "elder martial brother... Elder martial brother has not come back."

Lu's silver teeth clenched and said, "go back to neifeng first. It's too dangerous here."

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and obstinately said, "now I'm going to pass the fairyland. I want to help you!"

Lu said: "although they are injured, the mountain protection array is broken. If the other two Taoist Masters arrive, I can't protect you."

Ning Xiaoling held the sword and clenched her fist: "I, I will protect myself!"

Lu Jia sighed and wiped her dirty face.

Ning Xiaoling's face suddenly moved, as if she remembered something. She grabbed master's hand and said, "master, i... I'll go back to the peak first. You must be careful."

"Well..." Lu Jia felt a little strange, but did not ask. She's willing to go back, and she's always at ease.

……

The peach curtain is like two separate pieces of sea water.

The boy in black and thirteen Yuchen were forced to retreat temporarily.

After a long time, Shiwu's Dao sword flew back again. The doorman who stepped on the sword was injured by the mountain guard sword. His half body was covered with blood, and his sleeve was also split into hundreds of long ribbons. But his eyes were firm, and he still didn't mean to retreat.

Today, it takes time for Yujian Tianzong to repair the mountain protection array. Without the array, they can only block daomen's next attack with man-made barriers.

Jingyangxia steps on the Bixiao sword. He looks at the seriously injured Shiwu and says, "are you still stubborn? Do you have to live forever?"

Shi Wu said: "no matter how many injuries, you can't kill me, you can't win me."

Jingyangxia said coldly: "my clan still has the inside information, only with you, at most is the end of both sides."

Ten no way: "I said, what I want is the sky soul lamp. If the sky soul lamp is returned to its original owner, today's thing will not happen!"

"I've never heard of a spirit lantern!" Jingyangxia road.

Ten no way: "tianhun lamp is hidden under tianku peak! This matter should be most clear to master Lu Feng. "

Lu married Wang minglan and said coldly, "what kind of cultivation is it to steal things from your hands? Do you think such people will hide in tianku peak? "

Shi Wu looked at the posture of her horizontal sword, with a slightly different look, and said: "I see... Previously, I didn't understand why we lost. It turned out that we underestimated you too much."

Lu Jia is indifferent and speechless.

Ten no way: "Lu Feng master is deep in the dark, until today he shows his strength. It seems that his plot is not small."

"What are you doing?" Lu said

Shiwu raised his hand, and his broken sleeves gathered together again like broken clouds. He said: "today, I have regarded the integrity and integrity as nothing. The heavenly soul lamp is inevitable. For this reason, I can do whatever I want to do."

His words were sonorous and resolute, but Lu still didn't give in at all. The sword in her hand was as clear as a rock.

But ten no words but still shake the heart of some people.

"Is tianhun lamp really not at tiankufeng?"

"Master Lu Feng, you and your disciples are so hidden. Is there something else in this

"Two battles, but the disaster of mountains and rivers, if the sky soul lamp is really in the sky cave peak, why not take it out?"

“……”

After the collapse of the mountain protection array, many people lose their sense of security. The immortal will face the disaster of life and death one day. This sense of gap is most likely to produce complaints and doubts.

Even the Huiyang peak leader looked at Lu Jiajia and said in a low voice, "Lord Lu, we all believe in you, but there are also many closed elders in tianku peak. It is said that there was a civil strife in your hidden peak two months ago, and they wanted to design an assassination on you. It is said that the culprit is still missing. Is it related to tianhun lamp?"

Lu Jiaqing's eyes are tiny, and her soft eyebrows are as tight as a sword. But in her mind, the dragon column and the boundless gray black fog appeared unconsciously. She faintly felt that there was a huge secret hidden below.

But now daomen has been deceiving others. How can they let others search the peak?

"At the bottom of the peak valley is the forbidden area of tianku peak. No one is allowed to set foot on it. I'm willing to investigate the matter personally. If tianhun lantern is really stolen by the people of our peak, it will be fair. But today you have destroyed our mountain gate array and forced me to protect the mountain sword. Now you are defeated, and you want to invade our peak in the name of stealing. Tell jiantianzong when it will allow outsiders to do what they want!"

Lu's wife rose up with her sword, even with ten Wu. She stood up in the sky in her snow clothes, and did not give up.

She knew better than the others that even if tianhun lantern was really in tianku peak, it would never be returned to them. It must be the key to jiuying's rebirth. If they were allowed to make jiuying, they would not know what kind of revenge they would get!

"Lu Jianxian is really elegant, but you have stolen our treasure, and you want the whole Yujian Tianzong to cover for you? Is this what the noble and decent do? " Shiwu sneered and said, "what's more, in my opinion, you have just entered the purple court at most now. Where can you go if you are strong enough?"

Jingyangxia, the leader of shouxiao peak, actually knows about the rumors of tianhundeng. Now a series of things have happened. When he saw the boy in black again, he also guessed many key points. Originally, his heart was still shaken and hardened.

Even if tianhun lantern is stolen by our family, it is just to prevent evil spirits from appearing in the world.

At this point, the idea of access, Bixiao sword out, also hanging in the side of the body of Lu Jia, show attitude.

Shiwu's blood flowed back to his body, and his clothes became clean gradually.

"In that case, there's nothing to talk about." Ten no sound like sinking clouds, the vast spread.

Lu Qijia's vision crossed Shiwu, looked at shiyiyi, and said, "you were the one who fought with me that day. Today I ascended the peak, but in order to practice this book?"

Shi Wu looked at Lu Jiajia and frowned. He thought the woman was a little crazy.

Now the two sects are equal in strength. Yu Jian Tian Zong is even a little better. Lu Jiajia and the leader of sifengfeng make a sword together, which is sure to be invincible. But if you really want to compete with shisiyi, you'll end up dead.

Looking at this beautiful woman Sword Fairy, shishiyi raised her dignified mouth slightly and said, "Master Lu Feng is very young. He is excellent in both sword technique and appearance. If he died in my hand today, even I feel sorry."

Jing Yangxia also said: "don't be impulsive. That letter of war book is their unjust act. You should never take the overall situation as the priority."

Lu has her own worries in her heart. The strength of her sword is far beyond her expectation. Now she is fighting alone, and she is not afraid of anything

The only worry is that she is afraid that she will break through the situation in the battle. At that time, she will be distracted from the disaster, and Tianzong will not go to a peak leader.

And now she is only a thin line away from Ziting.

In the end, Lu had no impulse.

The two sides have slowly drawn out their weapons in the confrontation.

The sword cloud in the sky has not been dispersed for a long time, and the sword star above tianku peak looms in the clouds.

Most of the people on the four peaks have withdrawn, and the scattered figure seems very lonely.

Shiwu looked at the four peak owners. He didn't expect that today's event would come to this stage.

But as the leader of Zitian Taoist sect, if he comes here, he can't even fight against the four peaks without the leader. After Hanchi comes back, how can Taoist sect have a foothold in Nanzhou?

So today, no matter what, he wants to take back the spirit lamp. After the creation of jiuying, they will not be afraid whether the patriarch who traveled all over the world will return or not.

"There is no one in the four peaks. I want you to be a woman in your early twenties." Ten no thought of the past glory of Tianzong, light smile.

He put out the Dao sword in his hand, pointing directly at Lu Jia.

Only Dao sword just out of inch Xu, his smile then congealed in the face.

In tianku peak, a strong sword Qi suddenly rises. The clouds above are affected by the sword Qi, and they are arranged from the middle to the outside, revealing the circle like a courtyard.

And in tianku peak, countless caves suddenly become dumb together. A large area of snow-white sword Qi is like a waterfall rushing out of the rocks, swallowing the sound of the wind passing through the cave.

Those waterfalls go up against the current and merge into a dragon roll. The whole tianku peak is just like the boundless sword Qi of white water.

Ten no frown, Dao sword push out, but was blocked in the hanging sword waterfall outside, difficult inch into.

"Who?" Behind him, shishiyi also gave a loud shout. As the sword was about to come out of its sheath, an invisible hand pressed on him.

When the Dao sword came out of its scabbard for three inches, one hand was pressed on the handle. Then the Dao sword solidified, and the sword body was pushed back inch by inch. After three breaths, the Qi of the sword was pushed back into the scabbard. Then the scabbard of the ancient sword burst open, and the sawdust flew like fragments. Fourteen clothes retreated tens of feet, and the body crashed into the peach curtain.

In the distance, the boy in black and thirteen Yuchen looked at each other, and they were shocked.

Why does Yu Jian Tianzong have such a master?

Even if the patriarch is close to me, it's just like this, isn't it?

The sword Qi that goes up against the current is retracted in the sheath, and the waterfall curtain like white water dissipates, revealing the figure of an old man hanging in the air.

The old man was dressed in an ancient yellow robe, and his sleeves were embroidered with navy grain. His white hair and eyebrows were extremely long. However, the deep twilight on his body seemed to be washed away, leaving only the sword spirit that was superior to everything.

"Yan Zhou..." Jing Yangxia was surprised.

Yan Zhou made a blood oath to imprison himself in shuge. It's no secret. Why can he get out of the pass safely today? And... He doesn't have a sword in his hand. Who is the source of his sword spirit and intention.

Yan Zhou lowered his head and looked at his empty palm. With a sad smile, his original sword was an ordinary sword of tiankufeng, which could not withstand the erosion of the sword meaning of Tianyu sword Sutra and was completely melted.

Although this sword is ordinary, it has been worn by him for many years.

In the past, it was said that some people in the peak went back with the sword.

Now the sword is gone, and people are not far away.

He has only one shot left.

"To whom?" Yan Zhou asked.

He had no sword in his hand, but his sword Qi was like a big crossbow hidden in the cloud, locking everyone to death.

The sword in the second volume of Tianyu sword will be killed immediately.

The four peak masters were all surprised, and all eyes fell on the martial uncle of the same generation as the patriarch.

Who to kill? Who is he asking?

At this time, people noticed that a boy in white came out of tianku peak.

Yan Zhou's eyes looked at him. He was asking the young man's opinion.

Ning has seen everyone for a long time. He is like a real Yama. As long as he says someone's name, he can enter the deepest part of the underworld.

"That one." Ning long pointed to the fourteen clothes.

The knuckles of Lu's sword handle are whiter. She looks slightly trembling and wants to say nothing.

Yan Zhou said, "are you sure? That boy seems to be the most evil? "

Ning Changjiu knows that killing the boy in black is the best choice, because that can directly prevent the birth of jiuying. Without consciousness, even if it is completely pieced together, it is just a madman and can't be used by daomen.

Ning Changjiu sighed: "he is the spirit of jiuying. He must be killed eight times in a row."

Yan Zhou nodded. Now he has only one chance to make a sword.

But even if you don't kill the boy in black, the sword should fall on the Taoist sect leader Shi Wu.

Lu Jiajia was the first to understand that he didn't want to be impulsive, but... But he was his master, and it was his book of war. How can an apprentice worry about everything for his master? It's clear that he regards himself as a little girl... When it comes to respecting teachers, it's clear that there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority!

The rest of the people also gradually understand, they noticed that Lu married no longer cold look, that pair of eyes to Ning long-term look, all the emotions are like watching flowers through the fog.

Are they

Without waiting for them to think, Yan Zhou's hand had already been raised. He was holding an invisible sword. The sword didn't have any sword spirit, and his killing intention was as thin as a slender silk.

Although the experts of Zitian Taoist sect had seen the opponent's powerful moves, they thought it was more likely to be bluffing. If Yujian Tianzong really had such an expert, how could they do it now?

It seems that the old man is running out of oil and the lamp is running dry. He can only make a sword.

One sword... They determined that the old man had not arrived at five roads, and both Shiwu and Shiyi were the overhaul walkers on the eighth floor of the purple court. Under five roads, who could kill them with one sword?

Shishiyi thought the same way.

But when the old man in yellow robe named Yan Zhou raised his hand, he felt a strange feeling in his heart - his heart, throat and other fatal parts seemed to be hooked by a thread called death, which was the most flexible spider silk in the world. He could not earn it and cut it continuously.

Shishiyi still didn't believe that he would die. When he was 30 years old, he learned all the 64 methods of daomen. He had also nibbled all the nine most difficult scriptures in the school, and learned three more skills of the cave, including the secret of feigning death and reincarnation.

Just a moment ago, he saw the sword of Tianzong collide with the sword of daomen. He felt more deeply in his heart, and the Kendo went further. At this moment, the sword without sheath in his hand seemed to be able to split everything.

His realm and strength are also at the peak of his life.

All eyes meet here.

Yan Zhou throws his sword.

There are thousands of Taoist illusions around shishishiyi. Among them, there are layers of Tongtian purple pagoda. The master of daomen sits alone on the lotus platform, pinches the magic method, and points out the Dharma phase between his fingers. There are Taoist swords passing through the void, sometimes as big as a boat, sometimes as small as mustard. Thousands of stars in his sleeve are overturned, rising for happiness and falling for extinction.

And Shiwu would not let him face the sword alone. He also showed his unique skills. His phantom like Taoist art was like a purple dragon with a shield in front of Shiyi. The boy in black, as a nine baby demon, also stretched out his arms, spread out his hands and twisted the space of Yan Zhou's sword, trying to make it move.

When everyone was facing the enemy, Yan Zhou turned quietly after throwing his sword.

He walked down from the cloud, and the cloud condensed into a lotus under his feet, as if he was the real Taoist.

And his vitality will fade one step at a time, just like the lotus on the sole of the foot.

"Little friend..." Yan Zhou came to Ning Changchang and sighed: "if you see Han Chi in the future, tell him to come back earlier. I'm worthy of Tianzong."

Ning long said.

In the sky, there are different burst sounds, including roar, wail, crack and dull sound

A dark purple sword like a glow penetrated everything.

That deep purple, white light surging, cracking, such as the devil out of the shell.

The light in the sky is so bright, like the biggest fireworks in the imperial city.

Those firelights made Yan Zhou's face more gray - like ashes.

When the light went out, a dark purple robe in the sky, like a bird with folded wings, floated from the sky and fell to the bottom of the valley, which was invisible in the twinkling of an eye.

Fourteen clothes, together with the Taoist skills he had learned, fell to the bottom of the peak.

Shiwu was shocked to see the sword that destroyed thousands of dharmas and killed Shiyi. The flame in his chest could no longer be suppressed and turned into a roar of grief and indignation.

The boy in black was even more shocked than everyone else. It was hard for him to imagine that the sword ignored the law of his own space

Only 13 rain Chen soon calmed down

Come on, she clearly saw the whole process of shishiyi's death. She didn't have any other ideas in her heart. She looked at the boy in white, as if she was looking at the real ghost. She knew that the biggest reason for the death of shishiyi was the letter of war.

"Go 13 rain Chen chidao. There's a long way to go. There must be no more accidents today.

Shiwu raised his eyes and watched Yan Zhou's vitality dissipate. He also knew that even now they had lost a peerless master, but the balance of power was out of balance.

Jing Yangxia should have gone after Shiwu with the others and tried to keep them.

But their eyes were drawn to something more terrible.

After Yan Zhou's death, his body cracked. A white gray man's image was like a broken cocoon. He tore the spine of his back and crawled out a little bit.

It was a translucent white gray shadow, only half human height, very slim and petite, like a doll.

Its body is wrapped by hair, it can't see gender clearly, and its lower body has no legs, but it has a mermaid like tail. The tail is hanging in the air. At the lower end of the tail, there are many gray lines. At the end of those lines, there is an ancient scroll which is almost like a virtual shadow, and those gray lines, like nails, are firmly nailed on the title of the ancient scroll.

The title of the volume is unknown. It is complicated and obscure.

"Tianyu sword Sutra!" Jing Yangxia exclaimed, he never thought that today he could see the Lost Sword Sutra for many years.

Ning long look at each other's face, it is a neutral face, eyebrows like women's delicate, cheek lines with men's unique strong.

"Why can't you run away yourself?" Ning long asked.

The spirit of Jian Jing looked at him like an idiot and said, "can you walk by yourself?"

Ning long picked himself up and flew back.

"Where are you going! Are you going to turn back! " The spirit of Jian Jing looked at his funny actions and was stunned. His reaction was slow for half a beat. He stretched out his hand and couldn't catch it back directly.

It soon calms down... The distance is still enough. Its palm passes through its long hair and sends out a special sword meaning. It wants to hook his body and occupy it. But he suddenly found that there was no room for him to hold in his body... He saw him finish his sword moves with his own eyes. What's the matter?

Ning Changjiu winked at Lu's wife.

Lu Jiajia understood, and several sword Qi fell down like shields, encircling the spirit of the sword Sutra.

"You want to cross the river and demolish the bridge..." the sword held his head, his fingers fell into his hair, and said: "do you believe I killed you..."

Ning long retreated to a safe distance, adding fuel to the fire to comfort: "you calm down."

The spirit of the sword sutra was blocked by his calm tone and could not speak. He regretted that he should not believe his words. As expected, all human beings are unbelievable

He said angrily, "this is your woman. Believe it or not, I'll take another sword and kill her immediately! You should know that all my swords will die with one move! "

Lu Jiaxiu frowned, a little unhappy.

Ning long knew that the spirit of the sword Scripture was not powerful, and a large part of it depended on the realm of the parasite.

"Elder martial brother, elder martial brother!" Behind him came Ning Xiaoling's voice.

Ning long turned around and asked, "did you bring it?"

Ning Xiaoling, holding a stone container like an urn in her arms, nodded forcefully.

The spirit's face changed: "you... What are you going to do! You promised me! I helped you kill people. How can you do this?! You wretch

This is the thing that originally sealed the sword Sutra. Yan Zhou took it to capture the spirit of the sword Sutra, but he couldn't find it for decades, so the original container was left idle in the corner, and now it even has a layer of dust.

Ning Changjiu has already figured out that since he can't escape, he should make good use of it.

He uses the connection of their hearts to convey a few pictures. Ning Xiaoling, who is smart and dexterous, understands elder martial brother's meaning and quietly returns to the peak, and then carries this from the book Pavilion.

Ning Changjiu asked: "do you remember those sword moves?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded: "remember."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "I'll teach elder martial brother when I can remember."

Ning Xiaoling also laughed: "Well! I'm a little piggy bank of elder martial brother. "

He conveyed part of the sword moves memory to Ning Xiaoling, and then wiped it out by himself, not giving the spirit of the sword Sutra the opportunity to create space to occupy.

"Shameless..." the spirit of the sword Sutra couldn't understand how Ning Changchang did it. He was more than he knew. He just scratched his long hair madly and said angrily, "I will cut off your head one day! And then cut you into eighty-one pieces... So that you will never be able to live beyond life! "

Rather than pay attention to it for a long time, I look into the air.

Shiwu and others are ready to retreat.

And Jing Yangxia and other four peak owners will not let them retreat.

When the next war is about to break out, the boy in black suddenly hugs his head and looks painful: "he... They... Zhang Qiyu, he... Ah!"

Ten have no to turn head, immediately reaction come over, lotus farmland town there... Have an accident!

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An hour ago.

In the forbidden area with the strictest supervision of the gate, a beam of light pushed in with the opening of the gate.

The light was soon covered by another shadow.

"Nine babies..."

Zhang Qiyu walked in slowly from the door. Every step he took, his old state became more and more obvious. When he reached the huge skeleton of the nine babies, he could not stand up straight.

His thin fingers touched jiuying's white bones, and there were countless tiny cracks on each bone, which were all traces of splicing. It took Zitian daomen a lot of manpower and time to piece together this God 3000 years ago.

The eight huge heads were like a pair of unfolded wings, with empty eyes staring at the tiny old man under his body.

It has clearly lost its life, but still with the unique majesty and ferocity of the gods.

They are not real gods. At that time, there were many beings above them, but any one of them can be canonized as a god today.

Twelve autumn quietly looked at Zhang Qiyu, feeling his real grief and sadness, waiting patiently for his back to straighten up again.

"Is that all right, sir?" Asked twelve autumn.

Zhang took a final look at the central trace of the neck bone, which had been cut off, and nodded heavily. Then he took out a piece of paper and began to draw. It took him dozens of pieces of paper to draw the skeleton of jiuying in the painting.

It didn't take him much time. He rolled up the painting and said, "let's go."

Twelve autumn with the old man left the forbidden area, escorted him to the lotus field.

"Sir, it is said that your body died early. Now you are preparing for so many years and so many things, just for your friends?" When he was sent to liantian town in the twelfth autumn, he found out his doubts. He didn't believe that gods had feelings before.

Zhang Qiyu recalled the past... He was the only one among the three who survived, but there was no real body left. What he has survived so far is only the coincidental gift of the Ming emperor at that time.

"It has been my long cherished wish for three thousand years to see two old friends again." Zhang Qiyu sighed. Twelve autumn asked: "I don't know your other old friend..." it's about the Ba snake that devoured the god elephant. He also learned from the old people that the snake's real name was "Xiu". Zhang said: "the bones of the snake are hidden in Yujian Tianzong. When jiuying comes back to life, he will pick it up... This is what you promised me at the beginning." Twelve autumn nodded his head and said, "after today, Yujian Tianzong will become a vassal of the Taoist school. Even if you dig three feet, you will find the bones of your old friends." Zhang Qiyu nodded gently. Instead of going directly to Liantang, he went to his study first. Twelve autumn is waiting outside the door. The old man went into the room and took down a picture from the wall. It was a vivid picture of the big black snake in the lotus pond. His fingers gently rubbed the dried up Danqing on it, and he seemed to count its scales seriously. A strange smile suddenly appeared on his face. His thin throat, like a dead skin package, stirred and said: "so many years... Are you hungry?"... "（ Super thanks to the two alliance leaders who are rewarded by Ji Chanxi in the morning!!! Thank you for your support and encouragement! Thank you very much! Bow ~) (thanks to Su Lingshu and Qingyuan wine for their appreciation and support! Thank you for your support! Thank you