Beyond the Divine States

Liantian town is like a brand new world. All the people and monsters have disappeared without a trace. The whole town has become an independent and end-to-end space.

This is another scroll.

In this painting volume, no matter how overwhelming, it will not affect the town itself.

However, the monsters in the small town are still running and jumping around without realizing that in their parallel field, two evil spirits from ancient times are facing each other in silence.

"Xiaolian, don't touch these paintings!" Qiusheng grabs his sister's hand that reaches out to the black cat painting.

Xiaolian raised her head and blinked. The little black cat was lying in her arms, rubbing her arm, very close.

Qiusheng pulls Xiaolian to one side and says, "it's ghost's day now. If you touch these paintings, you will go outside. When you go outside, my brother can't find you."

Xiaolian nodded her head.

Looking at the picture on the wall, Qiusheng sighed, pinched Xiaolian's fat face and said, "don't touch it in the future. Do you know?"

Xiaolian opened her mouth and said something.

Qiusheng said, "I've just had dinner. I'll make fish for you when my grandfather comes back."

The black cat in Xiaolian's arms widens her eyes like a black gem and cries expectantly.

"Grandfather..." Qiusheng murmured, vaguely rubbing the body of the black cat, with a foreboding in his heart.

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The land retreats with the lotus boat, and the whole world is a blue lake.

Standing on the skull of the giant snake, the immortal Hanchi gazes at the endless lotus pond. Every lotus leaf in the pond is as big as the roof of a mansion.

Huge drops of water rolling on the lotus leaves, with emerald blue color, rustle. The clouds in the sky are neatly distributed, like countless white pieces scattered on a chessboard.

There is almost nothing in the world except the sky, which is Liantang.

Real Hanchi knows that this is the duel place specially selected by Zhang Jieyu.

He looked at the mirror like water and frowned.

Zhang qieyu stands on the giant head of xiushe, but the reflection on the water is not him!

In the shadow of the water, there is a huge monster with a human face and a dragon body wrapped around the head of the snake. It lies on the head of the snake, and the lines of its face are like wood carvings. Where it originally belonged to the ears, it grew into huge fins. Its upper body looks like a person who had been hungry for a long time. Its ribs are clear, and the lower abdomen is full of snake bodies. The snake body is almost as thick as jiuying's neck, But compared with the snake at the moment, it looks very slender.

"She she..." Han Chi looked at the shadow in the water and called out his name.

Zhang Qiyu, who was on the Qingshou snake, was still smiling. He took a look at his shadow in the water and said, "after the battle 3000 years ago, I never thought that the three of us would get together."

Yi, Jiu Ying, Xiu she, the three evil spirits who should have died long ago, are all present today.

It's a pity that reunion is no longer an old friend.

Han Chi's real man said in a cold voice: "if it's true in the book, jiuying and xiushe are your brothers connected by blood. Today, you take xiushe as your puppet and jiuying as your belly food. Sure enough, fierce beasts can cultivate human form, but they can never become real people."

Zhang Qiyu burst out laughing and said, "immortal Hanchi is a famous and authentic master. Didn't he almost cheat his master and destroy his ancestors?"

Master Hanchi smoothed his long beard and said frankly, "I didn't hurt the same clan. What I got was nothing more than the family's good fortune. Besides, Tianzong was born because of me

Zhang said: "you just don't need to kill people. If someone of the same clan blocks your way, you won't leave a trace of affection... Yes, in this world, who is willing to be a devil that everyone can kill if you can be a person of high moral standing?"

Immortal Hanchi didn't think much of his words. He just stared at the snake's body, which was gradually recovering.

His spiritual power was surging among his robes.

But Zhang always looked at the shadow under the water and said with a smile, "do you know how our father died?"

Hanchi did not answer.

These old stories have accumulated in Zhang Qiyu's mind for a long time. Before the decisive battle, he thought of the past and said: "it makes people laugh. In ancient times, those Dragon Kings with huge power believed in an absurd Legend - the nine sons of the real dragon, who lived in Jiuzhou together. Later, we all understand that those are just the means by which a great God uses his blood to divide up the power of the Dragon King. Every time a real dragon has a son, its strength will be weaker... Such a bad legend. "

Zhang's smile never stopped, but his mood turned sad: "but at that time, my father believed the legend, but he only got eight sons to his death. The last one he loved was his concubine, but gave birth to his daughter. The legend of the nine sons of the real dragon didn't come true, and he was dying in the next divine battle, Do you know who killed him in the end? "

Han Chi real person guessed the answer.

"We killed him on the throne... Ate all his flesh, drank all his blood, and divided his Scepter... Even his concubines," Zhang said

Hanchi sighed: "it's your nature to drink blood and be fraternal, so I shouldn't have believed you before."

Zhang Qiyu licked his dry lips and said, "jiuying can't be more delicious than his father's flesh and blood."

The real man of Hanchi drives the snake under him to slide over the water like a mirror and force him to Zhang Qiyu.

"It's not easy for you to survive so far. Now spit out the bones of jiuying. I'll give you a chance to live." The voice of Han Chi real person does not have a trace of emotion.

With a cold face, Zhang said, "I'm really curious. What's your confidence in coming to see me today?"

Han Chi didn't answer. All the expressions on his face faded away, just like the stone statue at the bottom of the valley.

On his back, the sword broke its sheath.

Zhang Qiyu looked coldly at the sword in his hand and scoffed.

"Your sword is the best sword in the world, but the fight between gods never depends on the sword." Zhang Qiyu seemed to be teaching a younger generation. He stretched out his hand and gathered the whole space in front of him. "We have sharper weapons."

With Zhang qieyu reaching out, the whole space suddenly overturned up and down.

The sky and water changed colors. It was not Zhang Qiyu who stood on the snake, but the giant monster of Dragon God.

"It's a mystery." Immortal Hanchi was not moved, and said: "your cultivation has been completely lost. Now what you rely on is the monster under you and the power of liantian Town, and I'm only one step away from Wudao. Spit out nine babies. It's good for you and me. "

The big sword on his back has been lifted up. One sword turns into nine, and the tip of the sword points to xiushe.

In the pupil of xiushe, the pupil was too thin to be seen. It was no longer the docile big black in liantian town before. Now, it was in the body instilled by the ferocity of countless monsters, and it was a manic ferocity that could not be suppressed.

Big sword bumps into xiushe.

Zhang jueyu stretched out his long, thin arms. His fishy face was red with pupils and his mouth was full of jagged teeth with a fierce smile.

The shadow of the nine swords was changeable in the air, but without blinking, Zhang qieyu stretched out his hand and solidified the space in front of him.

The sword flying at high speed is like a fish frozen in the ice.

The virtual shadow constructed by the sword spirit and the sword will be crushed by the space, and the real sword will not move in the cage of the space.

"If you had known me for hundreds of years, maybe I would have promised you this deal." Zhang's fingers are changing at a high speed. He seems to be under the command of a God. The lake is overturning, the sky is cracking, and the blue sky is collapsing. Everything seems to be in different containers, and then it changes into an incredible shape.

"But now that I'm dying, I'll be with you

But what's the use of staying alive for hundreds of years? " After Zhang Qiyu's complicated fingerprints, with a flick of his finger, everything in heaven and earth, including the sword, was beheaded to the immortal Hanchi.

Standing on the top of the snake's head, Han Chi's white clothes were floating and his face was cold. He looked at the world and held out his hand to everything he had smashed.

The big sword stopped in front of him.

The middle head of jiuying occupies most of the power of jiuying, and now the power of those laws has been grafted on him.

The space is like a flame blown by the strong wind, which is twisted and shaken in a very short time, while the real man of Hanchi stands in the center and is not affected at all.

"This sword was originally named Tianyu, which was inherited by our ancestors. After today, I would like to change its name to beheading." Hanchi's words are also like the announcement that words follow the law.

He holds the sword again and cuts out an almost absolute space in the form of the river entering into the blasphemy. His figure pulls up from the top of the snake's head and pushes out the sword in his hand. When the sword comes to Zhang Qiyu's body, the position of the immortal Hanchi and the ancient sword suddenly changes. The immortal reaches out his hand. The back of his hand seems to hold the sky, and the palm of his hand seems to carry the lotus pond, The distance between the sky and the pool water is also suddenly narrowed.

Zhang qieyu's mind moved and the world turned upside down again.

He was transformed into a human form from a person, and his figure was several times faster. He squeezed through the space accurately, avoiding the threat of heaven and earth.

And as they left the body of the evil god, the two Python were like wild horses that had lost their rein. They were very fierce and rushed towards each other.

Xiushe's body is much bigger. Now she's propped up by jiuying's bones. It looks like a huge meat mountain.

It was just like this when xiushe devoured the high mountain gods.

Although his body is huge, it's not convenient to move. The snake like jiuying's horns on both sides of his head turned the direction of the blade and cut forward with the snake like movement of his body.

The necks of the two boa constrictors collide in the air. The location of their collision is where their hearts are. So at the moment of collision, the roar of heaven and earth almost rings at the same time.

Xiushe's body hasn't been shaken much, but jiuying's head is knocked to the side. Just when it falls to the side, it quickly turns over its head, opens its mouth full of serrated blood, and bites xiushe's body.

Xiushe opened her mouth and was angry in the air, spitting out the mixed breath of ice and fire.

Ice and fire are also one of jiuying's inborn abilities. As xiushe digests it, jiuying's abilities are grafted on it.

Python is the most tired time after full of food.

Jiuying can feel that his body is in the belly of the python, and his steel bones are being crushed and digested by the other party. His anger and pain make him crazy and keep pounding at the python, trying to climb on his body and tear off his flesh and blood with his huge mouth.

Their bodies soon entangled together, the sharp teeth of both sides broke each other's scales, biting their bodies into flesh and blood.

It's just that jiuying's body is condensed by countless gray and black fog of the dead. After the dead are torn off, they are thrown back into its body one after another and become real flesh and blood.

Therefore, although there was a big difference in physical size between the two sides, after a fight, the snake was injured more seriously.

"Heavenly soul lamp?" Looking at the scene of jiuying's body repair, Zhang Jieyu understood that the snake had swallowed the sky soul lamp into his stomach.

Immortal Hanchi doesn't care about the fight below. He knows that although jiuying is fierce, it's also extremely difficult to kill xiushe. If xiushe digests jiuying completely, he has no chance.

So he had to kill her quickly.

Different from the bloody battle between python, the battle between Hanchi immortal and Zhang Qiyu is much more fierce, but this fierce war has not left any scars on them.

They all hold the power of space. When the killing plane comes, they can use the means of distorted space to avoid attack.

Unless the strength of the two sides is too great, they will never be able to tell the difference.

During the period, they even chatted about some problems.

"What is hidden in the southern wilderness?" Although immortal Hanchi had traveled in the southern wilderness, he just walked on the edge.

"There are spirits of fierce beasts, ghosts without home, and gods without heads." Zhang Qiyu was generous with his advice.

"Is the legend true?" Han Chi asked.

"What legend?"

"In the center of the southern wasteland, the God who once died at the level of the Lord of the kingdom of God?"

"Ha ha ha... How ridiculous is it for mortals to talk about gods? Although your realm can occupy a place in Nanzhou, what's the difference between you and mole ants in front of the Lord of God? Thousands of years ago, those who won the twelve God thrones were the existence that no one could spy on, and no living creature could kill them! "

"What were they before they became the Lords of the kingdom of God?"

"What is it? What do you think it is? " Zhang Qiyu laughed wildly and twisted the space to stagger the path of the flying sword again. At the same time, the space seemed to be broken ice and smashed at the immortal Hanchi, "of course, it's all like me. In the era of gods, gods or ghosts who are struggling to survive!"

"That is to say... If your destiny is yours, now you may be the master of a kingdom of God?" Han Chi asked.

After Zhang showed his ferocity, the evil spirits in his body began to roll, and his pupils became more and more red, just like the moon in Linhe City.

He has too much dissatisfaction with the past.

It was not the 12 most powerful people in that era who became the masters of the Twelve Gods. Some of them stole the power of the gods at the most critical time and became supreme beings.

And gods like them, who can survive to this day, mostly lacked the courage to fight to death in those chaotic times.

In his hand, he holds the big sword of space that he has continued to this day. Everything between heaven and earth is highly distorted when passing through this space, and the light blue is condensed together, turning into the deep blue of the sea.

He held the sword and pressed it against the real man Hanchi.

They fight from the sky to the bottom again. The huge lotus leaves in the pool are almost uprooted, and the mud under the water is churning up, polluting the mirror like blue color.

Zhang Qiyu hasn't made a sword for hundreds of years, and Hanchi hasn't made a sword for 60 years.

At the moment, in this unrestrained world, their fight is almost without any scruples, as if it will end only when they have to fight through the world.

Both of them are hairless, just like the withered trees shaking violently in the gale. When the world was turned upside down for the 13th time, there was an unprecedented sense of killing in their pupils.

They are coincidentally hiding the biggest killing opportunity to this time.

The first one to do it was real Hanchi.

"Bixiao sword!" He gave a loud drink.

With his words, there was a blue sword light almost covering the sky.

A simulated Bixiao sword appears in the sky, and what solidifies it is the spirit of guarding the half peak of Xiaofeng!

"Dongyang sword!" Hanchi, please drink again.

Back to Yangfeng half peak air transport over the river and the sea, Hanchi real brain, there are thousands of feet of golden light skyrocketing.

These two swords constitute the sky and the sun. They seem to be formed in reality. As soon as they appear, they cover the original picture of heaven and earth of immortal Hanchi, making it appear a huge gap.

Zhang Qiyu stared at the two swords and said, "it seems that you have done more than I expected."

Below them, jiuying and xiushe are tangled in the water. They are like hemp flowers in an oil pan. They are fried together and they are rolling in the boiling oil.

The real man of Han Chi took a look and then drew back his sight.

"Ask cloud sword!" He kept talking.

When the cloud sword came, the whole vast space was shaking and uneasy, which was obviously difficult to support.

Zhang qieyu gave up the idea of deciding life and death with him. He collapsed the big array he had just set up and fled to avoid the edge.

But he couldn't move.

Hanchi real person has set up a lock between his fingers.

That's the secret of sword lock. Under his power, this lock is many times stronger.

When the cloud sword came, the sky and the earth hissed, and the sword body passed, leaving a huge vacuum. The air around solidified for a moment before filling in the middle.

Ask cloud sword to cut Zhang Qiyu.

Zhang's body was cut to pieces.

The next moment, in front of another painting, Zhang's real body appeared again.

In the picture scroll in his hand, it is a picture of two Python fighting and Hanchi real person killing himself with imperial sword.

A scornful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

And just as he was about to destroy the scroll.

The sword in the painting broke out and pierced his eyebrows.

Zhang was killed again.

The next moment, in front of another painting scroll, his figure condenses again. On the scroll, it is the scene of watching the scroll and being assassinated by the sword in the scroll.

Zhang qieyu's finger popped an ink dot and nailed the sword in the picture to prevent him from flying out again.

But soon after, another sword broke two rolls in a row.

It's the sword of tiankufeng, minglan.

Zhang Qiyu died again.

Before the next painting, the old man came back from the dead.

This time, the picture in front of him was his own scene.

Several pictures appear in one picture at the same time.

Fortunately, tianku peak is the weakest among the four peaks. Minglan killed him only once, and then he nailed him to death.

When the Lord's sword named "Tianyu" came and killed him.

The picture in front of him became the scene in which he watched the picture!

The law of space in his superb painting skills, almost came to a supernatural realm.

After Tianyu sword was executed several times, the painting in front of the old man was like a mirror reflecting countless faces. He could not tell what was true and what was false.

It was only after a hundred years of accumulation that immortal Hanchi was able to cut these five swords which ignored the law of space. Unfortunately, he could not really take off Zhang Qiyu's head until the celestial sword was broken.

At the moment, it was a desperate scene in Yujian Tianzong.

Almost everyone in Yujian Tianzong can feel that the aura in the peak has been taken away like water. Along with the aura, there are many people's realms. Many people whose realms are not stable even fall into a big situation and are extremely sad.

Until now, the master Feng and his martial uncle, who were still immersed in the joy of the return of the patriarch, were finally awakened by a basin of cold water.

It turns out that when the patriarch came out controlling the snake, it seemed that the wind was light and the clouds were light, but in fact he gambled on the future of the whole clan.

And then they found something more.

The rest of the fortune seems to be being slowly pumped away

What kind of terrible enemy is it worth Hanchi to gamble on the whole Yujian Tianzong?!

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Hidden in the wasteland of liantian Town, shisan Yuchen stumbles across the wasteland with her sword. Her Taoist robe is covered with weeds and her beautiful face is covered with blood.

She couldn't tell where she was going, but every step she took was more desperate.

The three Taoist Masters died one after another, and the master was unable to get out of the town.

Although she found a gap in a mural and escaped from liantian town by virtue of her superb Taoist skills before she was killed by Hanchi immortal... But now Zitian Taoist gate has no future.

Now that she is seriously injured and incurable, it's hard for her to get out of this wasteland. Even if she can survive in the future, her path of cultivation should be stopped.

She doesn't care where she's going now, she just supports herself with her sword and moves forward step by step.

After a long time, she stopped. A red line appeared in front of her eyes. After hesitating for a while, she realized that this is the famous red river... The other side of the Red River is the legendary Southern wilderness! Thirteen rain Chen's breathing increased a lot. Nanhuang is the forbidden area of the whole Nanzhou. The whole southern wasteland has a kind of pollution that permeates the spirit, even the purple court is inevitable. She should never have crossed the line. But at the moment, I don't know what courage the 13 rain Chen aroused. He walked towards the Red River with his sword. She split the thorns and walked all the way to the red river. It is said that the river is a ribbon between the arms of the goddess, which is tens of thousands of miles long. It encircles the ruins of the southern wasteland in the middle, making the pollution unable to reach further places. Thirteen rain Chen rolling to the Bank of the Red River she had never set foot in the past. She put her face close to the water, so she saw another strange ability of Red River - to see everything as white as bones. Reflected in the water, she is a terrible red skull. When she looked at the water, she felt as if it was a sign of her future, leaving tears of despair. When she dried her tears and raised her head slightly, her hands suddenly froze. She saw a shadow in the opposite water. It was a girl of fifteen or sixteen. She is petite and slender, with short hair in disorder. Her face surrounded by short hair is a little round, but it is picturesque and heroic. This young girl is wearing a black and white cross collar dress, and her lower body is a knee length skirt. The most striking thing is that her back is a weapon box in full bloom, in which all kinds of weapons are blooming like peacocks. It is clear that she has dozens of weapons on her back, but she is not satisfied. She wears a narrow sword on her left waist and a long sword on her right waist, so she looks like a murderous weapon. Thirteen Yuchen thought he was wrong. How could there be someone across the red river? How can there be such a little girl in the world? Her eyes followed the shadow upward, and finally met the girl's eyes. There was such a person... Thirteen rain Chen knelt down in fear. The girl walked lightly across the Red River to the bank. Thirteen rain Chen raised his ears, always concerned about each other will suddenly pull out the blade to kill himself, but her ears, the most real, only his heartbeat. The girl didn't pay attention to her all the time. Thirteen rain Chen looking at the Red River, thought of a most incredible thing... That girl in the Red River shadow is not white bone! It is reasonable to say that no matter what the realm of people, in the view of the Red River, are only skull. She felt that her life was not long, and she didn't want to die with doubt, so she summoned up the courage to say: "Red River... Why is your shadow..." before she finished asking, the girl said three words: "not considerable." Honghe sees everything as white bones, but he doesn't see her. Then, thirteen rain Chen seems to understand something, suddenly wake up, but soon, with the inconspicuous three words of the sound disappeared, her silk wake up was also erased. When the girl disappeared, her memory disappeared. She turned dully, looking at the mountain road and wilderness behind her, empty（ Thank you for your support ~)