Beyond the Divine States

In the honeycomb like caves, there is a voice coming from a distant place, which is like recitation, unable to hear the specific content clearly.

Ning long looked at those caves shaking, gray liquid light, not sure what they are, and where they come from.

"What's that?" Blood feather gentleman suddenly strange cry way.

Ning long along the right side of the waist looked in the past, found that there is a deeper area on the right side.

The whole space is like a tree, the branches extending from the crown grow densely and intermittently, while the trunk part is a dark corridor, which is not spacious. The walls on both sides seem to be crawling by big snakes, full of linear traces scratched by scales. At the end of the corridor, something is staring at itself in the deep darkness.

Ning Changjiu didn't walk into the corridor immediately. He went to the side, opened his sword eyes and looked into the caves.

Fortunately, today's space is not like the hourglass world. There seems to be no restriction on Taoism. All his Taoism can be performed as usual.

He looked carefully for a while, but he could see nothing but gray.

Ning took back his eyes for a long time, cut off a small lock of sleeves with his finger sword and went in.

"It's like something's eating it!" The spirit of the sword Sutra uttered a exclamation.

Ning Changchang pursed his lips a little. He watched the lock of sleeves corrode and decompose in the gray cave, leaving only a corner between his fingers.

Ning Changjiu said: "this is the same as the original hourglass world, there is the law of time."

The spirit of the sword Sutra thought of the miserable situation of the nine baby's bones and said, "then why are you ok?"

Ning Changchang said: "maybe I have a divine personality in my body that can fight against time?"

The spirit of the sword Sutra says: "the four sides of the heaven and the earth are called universe. From ancient times to the present, the universe represents the sky. When the universe represents the sky, the universe is one of the two highest powers in the world. What kind of power can resist their existence?"

Ning long subconsciously looked at the black branch in his hand.

The spirit of the sword Sutra frowned and said, "isn't this dark thing an artifact? If others say that, I certainly don't believe it, but since it appears in you, maybe it's something really powerful. "

Xueyu Jun also echoed: "it must be the power of master Ning. Now he has fallen into the world and lost his color."

The spirit of the sword Sutra said, "well, it should be the power of the sun god. It's said that there are ten prime ministers in the sun, and the leader seems to have disappeared."

Xueyujun shook his head and said, "I don't think so. I think that master Ning, the great God who is in charge of the law of Zhou, may be reincarnated. Now he happens to return to his own graveyard. Otherwise, how can he live forever?"

Ning Changchang knows that he is not a great God reincarnated at all. He is just a few unknown seven disciples. At the beginning, he was more powerful than himself. At one glance, he got rid of the master who had only seen him once, and there were still six

Ning long put this seemingly indestructible branch into it a little bit.

The spirit of the sword Sutra and Xueyu Jun are also holding their breath, staring at the gray space.

After a long time, Ning long took out the branches, carefully gazed, fingers carefully touched the upper end, and did not find any traces of corrosion.

"If it's a magic weapon!" The spirit of the sword Sutra said: "I think my body is also an ordinary ancient book. It seems that the utensils can't be judged by their appearance. It's true that they are so decadent."

Ning long glanced at the withered branch with his sword eyes, and was not sure: "is it really so?"

Ning long thought, will this withered branch throw aside, direct finger slowly toward inside stretch.

Blood feather gentleman way: "rather elder master, you this corpse three lives, don't want not to open!"

Ning Changchang, of course, did not dare to take too bold risks. He just let a small nail touch it and took it back a moment later.

Sure enough, when he didn't take the branch on his body, he seemed to lose some protection, and the edge of his nail was instantly corroded.

Ning long quickly picked up the branch.

"It turns out that it's not Mr. Ning's natural power, but this broken branch that's gaining strength?" Mr. Xueyu was surprised.

The spirit of the sword Sutra also asked, "what is its origin?"

Ning long staring at it, involuntarily recalled that it covered with full moon, like a sword was born, shining into his chest. At the other end of the dead branch, the beautiful shadow swayed in the wind.

This is when he was fighting with the snow fox who was attached to Ning Xiaoling, after he created a small virtual environment, he drew out the space in front of him.

This should be left in my body after the master killed me.

But what's the point of her doing this?

Ning long-term rotation of this can not instill the spirit of the dead branch, suddenly look surprised, said: "it... Seems a little different."

"Not the same? What's the difference? " The blood feather gentleman is shining its cockfighting eye, seriously looks up.

Ning Changchang said: "it... Seems to be brighter?"

The spirit of the sword Sutra also stares at it. At first, he doesn't find any clue. But after listening to Ning Chang Chang's words, he feels really bright.

Ning Changjiu had a guess in his heart. He put the dead branch into the gray tumbling cave again. This time, he stayed for a long time.

When the withered branch is pulled out, the upper end of the withered branch is obviously suffused with light white and lustrous light.

The spirit of Jian Jing exclaimed: "it can absorb time..."

Ning long threw away the time residue at the tip of the withered branch, and re examined it. He found that this withered branch had been moistening with naked eyes this time. If the time was longer, the withered branch might be as red as an iron bar in the furnace. But at that time, he was not sure whether his hand could hold the withered branch safely.

The spirit of Jian Jing urged: "what are you waiting for? Throw it in for a while and see where its limit is!"

Ning long has the same idea.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the deep corridor.

"There seems to be a sound." I'd rather say it for a long time.

Blood feather gentleman also way: "seem... Is the voice of a little girl."

The spirit way of the sword Sutra: "maybe it's the temptation of evil spirits. That road is so dark, and there is no good thing hidden in it. If you want to kill the evil spirits, you must first sharpen their weapons! Let's fill up the dead branches first

Ning long felt that it was also reasonable. He put the dead branch into it and flipped his fingers gently.

After a while, he looked to the corridor again: "she seems to be calling for help."

"Call for help? You think women are stupid? How can there be people in such a place! It must be evil and filthy. " The spirit of the sword Sutra is solid.

Ning was not sure for a long time, and then he felt a burning pain in his hand.

"It's over." Ning long said, will be out of the branches, looking at the tip Yingrun luster, said: "to absorb down on the contrary."

Then he turned and walked in the direction of the corridor.

This is the only exit here.

"Excuse! You must have heard the little girl's cry for help, and you can't help but want to have a look. " Said the spirit of the sword Sutra.

Xueyu Jun also worried: "Uncle Ning, you must be careful. Don't let your highness be widowed."

Ning long is not because there is a voice, but because this is the only way.

He came to the end of the dark corridor and finally knew what was staring at him.

At the end of the corridor is a stone wall inlaid with a huge statue of God. Ning Changyu's sword flies higher and finally sees the whole picture of the statue.

It's a huge monster in the emperor's robe. The Dragon Robe is like a broken flag. It's not a real dragon painted on it, but a kind of Python holding a candle. The fingers extending out of the sleeve are like black tree whiskers. Behind it, the throne is like a black crystal or a blade, showing a scallop shape blooming.

The most important thing is, the monster of the emperor's robe, has no head!

"Headless God?" I'd rather talk for a long time.

The spirit of the sword Sutra says: "it is said that the headless God was beheaded, but from this mural, can we say that the God was born without a head?"

Ning long guessed: "did we break into his kingdom by mistake?"

The spiritual way of the sword Sutra: "the practitioners above the five ways have the chance to enter and leave the kingdom of God. After all, the Lord of the kingdom of God is the LORD God guarding the world, and generally he won't be too restrictive about this matter... If he is the Lord of the Kingdom, we will leave at that time."

Ning Changchang said, "what if it's an evil god?"

There was a moment of silence.

After he said these words, the statues on the mural seemed to grow eyes and stare at him through the dark fog.

Ning Changjiu immediately moved his eyes.

Another voice came from behind the mural.

It's like a girl crying.

Ning long followed the sound to search in the past, and then at the top of the headless God, he saw a protruding stone trough. Behind the trough is connected with a Shura nightfork like terrible head, and this stone trough looks like its tongue.

On the top of Yasha's head is carved a line of characters, which is not an obscure ancient Chinese character. After reading it twice for a long time, Ning recognized it: "call my soul with his blood?"

Blood?

Ning long thought of the hourglass world, those souls see the scene of blood after crazy, think blood has a special role here?

He hesitated for a moment, cut his palm, clasped his fingers, and the blood dropped down, then flowed down the stone trough.

After a while, the whole mural boomed.

The stone trough was taken back into the skull, and then the whole skull cracked from the middle, revealing a deep corridor, in which water and light were shaking.

There is only one road in front of him, and he can't make any choice.

Ning long from the purple house, found that Jinwu is still sleeping, or you can let it out to explore the way.

There are intermittent voices coming from the front. The language is very vague and he can't understand it very well. But in this environment, the human voice is also a great comfort to the mind. Ning long or go in the past. He put the iron branch in front of him, for fear that the stone road between his heads would suddenly close. He passed the stone road and everything was safe. After leaving, the stone road behind also closed. Ning Changjiu turned around as like as two peas, and found a similar head, extending a long, tongue like stone trough. The stone trough is in the center of the stone gate. The front part of it is the abyss with water luster. I walk forward and feel my body floating. The cry is ringing in my ears, getting closer and closer. At the end of the road was a curtain of silver grey light. On the other side of the light curtain, there was a shadow. He pressed his hand on the light curtain and then crossed over（ The next chapter has also been updated!)（ Thank you for your reward! Thank you for your support and encouragement