Beyond the Divine States

The whole sand sea is like a hotbed for breeding monsters. The sand surface is constantly arched and cracked, from which countless creatures emerge. In the soul form, most of them present a kind of white close to nothingness.

Some of them are like babies, but they drag their long tails. As soon as they appear, they jump up, open their teeth full of tiny triangles, and bite off the neck of another creature. However, their bodies are too small. After killing several soul creatures one after another, they are trampled into mud by a giant elephant's hoof, and soon disappear, However, the creature with giant elephant hooves has a lizard like body. After trampling on the baby with long tail, it swims away rapidly, leaving a series of huge footprints on the fine sand.

In the sea of Qi, the exclamation of the spirit of the sword Scripture came out: "this... This is the Dragon elephant... Shouldn't this life have disappeared long ago? It is said that the horseshoes made of its elephant feet are qualified for use only when the envoys of the kingdom of God travel. "

With the cry of the spirit of the sword Sutra, more and more lives are arched in the boundless sand.

Countless monsters are also mixed with the lives of several human forms. They can't see their specific faces clearly, but they are moving at a high speed, holding weapons, using human form sword to kill on the wasteland.

There are giant corpses with shackles running from afar. There are petal like monsters growing on the ground, killing any nearby creatures. There are three strange birds flying in the sky like vultures, trying to escape the war, but they are climbed up by another ape like creature, and its three ends are twisted like twist twist twist twist twist twist.

Inside the body, the exclamation of the spirit of the sword Scripture sounded from time to time. It introduced these lives one by one, and the words were shocked.

"It seems that it belonged to the ancient Kuafu clan, but the Kuafu clan had already died in the battle of refining corpses. I didn't expect to see it here."

"This is the black moon Griffin. It likes to peck people's heart from behind. Its beak can be made into the sharpest concealed weapon."

"This... Is it a trifoliate fish? It is said that it will produce a colorful scale, which can make its own realm come to a new level in an instant. "

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If the perspective passes through the whole desert, it will be a magnificent scene that the rivers and mountains have no owners, and the heroes are competing for the deer.

In the brief introduction of the spirit of the sword Sutra, Ning Changjiu also fell into this scuffle.

The life of a giant tadpole comes at a high speed, with the electric light of soul on the edge. It looks very young, but its mouth full of serrations is enough to tear the neck of the python.

Ning Changchang took out the hard black iron branch while he pulled out the broken sword at his waist, which were the only two defensive objects in his body now.

In the broken sword, xueyujun protested loudly: "take it easy, don't break the sword."

Rather than pay attention to its life or death for a long time, he just infuses spiritual power into the sword to make it complete according to the original outline of the sword.

After avoiding the collision of the tadpole, he cut it in half in a flash. Then he used his dexterous body method to avoid the ambush of a earthworm. Then he went around to its back and jumped up. He threw the sword and stabbed it to death in the sand. When he fell down for a long time, he jumped up with a sword handle on his toes, Then he fell back and drew his sword out of the desert. He leaned forward, drew his sword and swept across the desert, clearing the empty space with his sword Qi.

"I see!" The spirit of the sword Sutra yelled: "these are the creatures that have died in this desert. Now they are awakened again!"

"Many of those who are entitled to die here are close relatives of the gods, and the blood of the gods is flowing in their bodies..." Ning long thought of this.

No wonder every life here is so old and mysterious. If any one of them reappears in the outside world, it will cause a great shock. If they were not dead now, they would not have been able to kill them so easily for a long time. If those lives want to survive, they must kill any nearby life, but it will also consume their power. No one knows what kind of evil things still exist in this wasteland.

Ning long set up a sword field, to stop those creatures close.

The moon in the sky is moving down.

The hourglass like space does not seem to rotate around the center, but around the bottom. Every time the hourglass is reversed, the whole space will travel a certain distance... Where is it going?

All kinds of questions are in my mind. Because the world is constantly turning, many long-term spells can't be cast in an unstable space.

He had no choice but to use his body method to move and move constantly, cutting a sword from time to time.

There are still soul like life pouring out in this desert, but the speed of their death is also very fast. The pieces of vanishing soul light are like a beacon fire everywhere. In a short time, the weaker creatures in the whole desert have been almost slaughtered.

"I know!"

The spirit of sword Sutra yelled again.

"Say it I'd rather go straight.

The voice of the spirit of the sword sutra was a little frightened, "I have a memory of the origin! About... Well, where I came from. "

"Where did you come from?" Rather long doubt.

The spirit of the sword Scripture said with pride: "as human beings, the memory of birth and infancy is blank, but I am different. Even after I was born, I can still recall some things when I was not born, that is, the past of the birth of this sword Scripture."

Ning Changchang put a sword into the throat of a giant ape, twisted the sword and stirred it. Then he jumped up and grabbed the back neck of the giant ape, swung it out and smashed it into an ant colony crawling like a legion.

With a shake of his wrist, he filled the gap on the edge of the sword with aura again, and withdrew to the edge where the spirit was thinner, so as to save his strength as much as possible.

"Do you know how the original and most profound sword technique was created?" said the spirit of the sword Sutra

I'd rather not answer him for a long time. Anyway, he will always go on by himself.

Sure enough, the spirit of the sword Sutra waited for a while and could not wait for the answer. Then he said to himself, "at that time, the ancestor selected 100 dead men with excellent accomplishments and asked each of them to practice a different sword Sutra. Three years later, he threw them into the barren mountain together. Only one of them could survive. That man's sword skill was the most powerful and most conducive to killing. This is the real swordsmanship! Instead of being flashy and flashy as it is now, it's not as good as it's been for generations! "

"The swordsman killed all the competitors in those years, and every one he killed had only one wound. The swordsmanship he used was Tianyu sword Sutra," he said proudly

The spirit of the sword Scripture wanted to laugh a few times with pride, and he was afraid of disturbing Jinwu, who was still sleeping in Zifu. He just laughed a few words, and then said: "today's fighting in the desert should also choose the strongest... Only the strongest can live to the end!"

Ning Changjiu said, "is this a poisonous insect?"

"You can say that, too." The spirit of the sword Scripture nodded, but he always felt that this statement lacked momentum.

"So someone's manipulating us?" Ning Changchang asked.

It's a bit scary.

How powerful is that man who can arouse the bloody creatures in the desert to fight endlessly?

"Headless God?" The spirit of sword Sutra frowned.

I'm not sure.

According to Mrs. Bai, the headless God has long died, and she is a part of the creature derived from the divine bone.

But if not headless God, who can create such a field containing the law of time? The moon is constantly descending and expanding in the field of vision.

The fighting between deserts is even more fierce, and the whole world will soon fall into another space.

"Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning, it seems that the bird is also a red feather falcon. They are all close relatives of the Huofeng clan. If you meet relatives in a foreign country, you can't keep them..." Mr. Ning stretched out his hand for a long time, grabbed the neck of the bird, squeezed it hard, and then stabbed it directly with a sword.

Xueyujun thought that he was absolutely making an example of the chickens. He immediately shut up.

And those souls who have killed the nearby life are running towards the "Moon", as if they want to be the first to rush past when the moon comes to the horizon, like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

This is the instinct of life here. In a sense, it is also the embodiment of the law.

Ning long without hesitation, but also with the pace of those souls, towards the empty round of the moon chasing in the past.

Then Ning long stopped.

He saw in the dark, a python like body arched high.

The black Python turned his head and looked in his own direction.

"Nine baby..." rather long moment recognized its identity.

It appeared in front of itself again in the state of death in this desert.

In the dark, such a huge shadow is always frightening to see. The sword Sutra in the body also took a breath of cool air and scolded: "the baby soul does not disperse."

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On the canopy like caisson, the colorful paintings and reliefs are gorgeous and exquisite, and the overlapping brackets are extending out precisely. Those colorful paintings are illuminated by lights and covered with a layer of Yingying luster, deep and beautiful.

Under the caisson is a classical palace.

However, the furnishings of the palace were not luxurious. The central part of the palace was empty, and many stone tablets with inscriptions were erected out of time, on which various sacred animals were hung.

But compared with the desolation of the whole city, this elegant and solemn palace is particularly eye-catching, like a pearl left by the gods.

A group of people came out of the palace.

In the crowd, there were two rows of men and women. The men were dressed in pure black and the women in pure white. In the middle of them, a girl in white and black walked into the hall along with the crowd.

The girl's upbringing looks very good. She is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Now, with her head slightly lowered, her eyes are quiet and noble, and her steps are slow. She comes to a stone gate in the center of the main hall. Then she kneels down on the futon in front of the gate and puts her hands together.

A man with a bluish white face came out and recited a passage. Then everyone prayed for the girl. Today is the big day of duanjie city. When every Royal girl comes of age, she must summon a powerful creature from the abyss of time to resist the invasion of the mutant demons outside the city. Their agreed age of majority is seventeen. The girl put her hands together and her beautiful face looked calm and confident. Everyone has high hopes for her. But in the girl's heart, it was another storm“ Help me... "" Oh, my mother has asked me to pretend for so many years, but I can't pretend any more... "" I don't have any royal blood. I can't summon this spirit if you let my blood dry... "" Wuwuwuwu, I've cheated them for so many years. After today's exposure, My mother and I will certainly be hanged together... "There are so many people who love me... Who can save me..." "or God dad, you show your spirit? My daughter kowtowed to you