Beyond the Divine States

There is not a drop of rain on Qifeng lake.

The water of Wanqing lake has been covered with thick ice. The water vapor floating in the air condenses and turns into scattered snow and hail.

The masked sword told the Tianzong woman to stand on the lake with her sword. Blood was dripping from the lower edge of the mask.

She looked up.

In the middle of the sky, the blood shadow of the fox surrounded the old man, and the wizard master also held the burning scroll, supporting it painstakingly.

The woman wiped the blood from her jaw with the back of her hand. She breathed out, and the ice under her feet suddenly cracked. Her body rose up, turned into a sword, and chopped at the blood shadow.

Ding——

The woman cut to the empty place with a sword, but it was like touching the essence, making the sound of gold and stone.

The old fox's voice came from the air.

The eighty-one figure of his original fantasy came back to one place. He lashed his tail and shook away the sword that had cut his back. At the same time, the surrounding wind and snow poured towards his position, filling the gap of his vest that had just been cut out with the speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the sword was shaken open, her other hand made it with two fingers, and then cut out a sword Qi. The sword Qi was like a disk, hitting the old fox's body at a very fast speed, and then burst out suddenly, turning into countless dazzling arc-shaped sword Qi, cutting his huge body together.

"Nowadays, swordsmanship in the world is more and more colorful. However, compared with five hundred years ago, the spirit of swordsmanship is declining." The old fox sneered, and his eyes suddenly deepened. His unreal body was as firm as a rock, and he bounced away those sword Qi: "I don't know where you are. You wasted a good embryo."

Words between the snow, the woman's horizontal sword left and right grid open those who bite back from the Demon power, body shape flying back a few steps.

She looked at the huge figure and said in a cold voice, "I'm not good at art, it has nothing to do with the clan."

The old fox shook his head gently, "the spirit of the sword is not in the depth of cultivation. Five hundred years ago, when the sword Saint Qiu was a child, some mountain ghosts robbed his village. He cut a sword in his half dream and half wake up, and all the mountain ghosts bowed back. At that time, he had not practiced."

The woman frowned slightly. Maybe it was five hundred years ago. She had never heard of the famous sword sage named Qiu Ziguan in history, and she didn't believe in the so-called "non practitioner" who retreated ghosts with one sword.

The old fox took a look at her and said: "originally, you look good. I want to say something about you. It seems that you are a fool. Today, if you can walk out of this ice lake with your sword, I will consider whether to let you live."

"Don't disturb me." The woman gently shakes her head to get rid of the distractions.

Although the old fox's Dharma was tall, and his Taoism was even more profound, he was only a ghost after all, and his cultivation was no higher than his own.

What she thought was not how to escape from the lake, but how to win.

In the wind and snow, the woman's figure retreated a little, and a long cry broke out between her sword and clothes. The sword fell together, as fast as lightning. In the sky, a white rainbow smashed the old fox's Dharma.

And behind the old fox, the witch master who had fallen to the ice had a short breath.

Just now, he was haunted by demons. If it wasn't for the woman's sword Qi, he might have died at the moment.

A touch of cold thought from the depths of his heart, he no longer has any hidden, shouting: "hold him for me for half a moment!"

Between the words, he once again unfolded the ancient scroll which was integrated with his mind, recited an ancient mantra in his mouth, and a kind of ancient breath overflowed from him. The wind and snow around him dissipated, and the ancient scroll in his hand moved without wind. The words floated out one by one in the middle of the air.

The woman understood and threw the sword out of her hand. She entangled the Dharma body with the Lingyu sword. At the same time, she twisted her hands and spewed away from the Linghai, like white dragons crashing against the old fox in the wind and snow.

"Sword lock?" Old fox look slightly different, he fell, want to avoid the white dragon winding track.

This is the first time he has given in to this battle.

And the place where he fell was where the wizard master spread his magic.

Women look cold, three rainbow intersection, sword lock will become, how can you easily escape?

The wind and snow all over the sky are like sword Qi, and those sword Qi are entangled into locks, which are connected end to end, blocking the way of old fox.

She screamed all over her body and disappeared in the same place. The long sword like snow and frost broke through the ice and went with her.

"Heaven and earth is the lock, sword Qi is the chain, good means." There was a flash of surprise in the long and narrow eyes of the old fox, and then there was scorn“ If the body is still there, it may trap me for half a moment, but at this time... "

Before the end of the words, the woman and the sword had collided with each other, and the old fox's figure was like a fire. At this moment, the sword wind was torn, and it split in an instant, and the three rainbow swords went to the old fox. But at that moment, the old fox's cracked body suddenly turned into countless stars.

Those flames are no longer like fire, but like running water.

How can we stop the river flowing eastward?

The spirit of the old fox bypassed the gap of the sword chain, and then, on the one hand, it condensed and formed again, and on the other hand, it rushed towards the wizard.

But the witch master also lied before.

He didn't need a moment. At the moment when the spirit of the old fox passed through the sword lock, he also completed the ceremony.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked by his brilliance

"Daming tower, Hongfu, zhenshanju, Youge."

All the light and shadow are like empty and real, which are gathered by the old man's body. That's what he said about the tall buildings.

These buildings are all from the imperial city of Zhao state, and they are re engraved in this ancient scroll.

At this moment, the spirit hidden in the ancient scroll is extracted, and even the rotten wood is shining.

High buildings are like swords and mansions are like mountains.

The figure of the old fox fell into it, and was once again split into pieces, running like a firefly in the big array.

The old man held up the scroll, like a pilgrim, and kept reciting one name after another, hoping to take advantage of the victory and kill him.

That old fox is the form of spirit at the moment, and the images in these books are not substance, which can just crush it.

At the moment, the woman's sword is also chasing.

In the illusory structure of the city building, human shadow, fox shadow, fire light and snow shadow are all shot like bullets, colliding and staggering, and then colliding again.

The ice below was torn and dissolved by aura, and half of the lake began to melt at the speed visible to the naked eye.

This represents that the old fox's spiritual power is also rapidly decreasing.

Now the wizard master is old, and it's hard for him to support the consumption of the ancient scroll.

He and the old fox are waiting for each other to exhaust first.

Now the old man was stepping on a piece of ice floe. He covered his chest, coughed violently, and then hissed:

"Donggong, Changxiang hall, Jiexing Pavilion..."

On the Qifeng lake, those empty shadows are floating like mirages, but they are like a vast expanse of water. The ancient city of a hundred years is here in miniature.

"Jiazi hall, jiulingtai, Qianyu..."

The old man's words trembled, and the words in the hall failed to export, turning into a sigh.

The Qianyu hall has been destroyed and no longer exists.

The Taoist Prime Minister of this xiongcheng, after all, has lost the last stroke.

The sound of turning books seems to sigh.

The ancient city is not complete after all because of the lack of money.

In the Daoxiang of the Imperial City, the old fox suddenly stopped, and the firefly like light came back to him. In this ancient city, even his huge Dharma appearance seemed a little small.

"That's it?" The old fox spoke and asked softly.

The voice just falls, that woman's sword is also Title tail chase to, stab a sharp sound to ring out, the old fox unexpectedly is to stretch out a hand directly, grasp that stab to come of sword edge.

It was a pair of human hands, holding the body of the sword with ten fingers up and down, and clasping it tightly, while the sword Qi from the blade also stirred his hands to erosion.

The woman's face changed a little. The old fox chose to take the sword hard, which was a good chance for him to completely hurt him. But somehow, an ominous premonition suddenly made the heart of the sword wary.

The sorcerer also had this strange feeling in his heart.

But he had no time to think about other things, the book had reached the last page, the battle had moved, and the imperial city between nothingness and essence was pressing towards the old fox.

That's the real one city lock.

No matter you are a torrent of water, you can only make a detour when you meet it. What's more, when you are in the middle of it and the gate is not open, how can you get out?

But this should have decided the victory or defeat of the moment, the woman suddenly with extremely fast speed into a sword rainbow away.

The Sorcerer's mind was strange. Then, the bad luck in his heart came true in the next moment.

There was a little light in his turbid and old eyes. Then the light spread rapidly and turned into a fire. The fire was not real, but it was fierce and spread to the whole city.

The sea of fire hung high in the sky, and the old fox was in the middle of it. Suddenly, he was hundreds of feet tall.

"How can it be!" The witch master and the woman in white screamed at the same time.

Previously, the old fox froze the lake with the method of mystical mysticism. They all thought that the fire body of the old fox was nothing but fraud. His practice should be a kind of dark cold magic.

When the woman in white touched his flame, she did not feel the temperature.

At the moment, the sea of fire hung high in the sky, and they all felt the heat of burning their hearts and souls.

The imperial city can shut down the water, but it can't stop the raging fire waves. It seems that only when everything is burnt out will it end.

The ancient scroll in the witch master's hand was pulled, and its edge began to roll up, with traces of burning.

"How can it be that ice and fire share one body?" The woman murmured to herself. If she was not covered by a mask, she would be almost shocked.

The old fox strolled about in the sea of fire and destroyed those tall buildings into ashes. He looked at the woman in white and said with a sneer, "you've already stepped into the purple court. How can you see so shallow? This southern state is really too small. I think that Zhanxian mountain is a place for seclusion. Oh, if you are buried here today, it's not unjust. "

The woman in white tried her best to hold a swaying sword. The long sword hovered on her side, humming and trembling, as if it was unfair.

The old fox seemed to have been under the pressure of the city for a long time. Now he was finally born. After the first World War, he was willing to say a few more words. He recalled: "more than 500 years ago, I went into the fire veins of the earth's core, my hair was burnt out, and I was covered with bruises. Do you know what I saw in the heart of the earth?" Old fox asked himself: "I saw a sea of ice. The distance between the sea of ice and the magma flowing through it was only a thin layer of sticky rock. After that, I bathed in the magma when it was cold and meditated in the sea of ice when it was hot. Decades later, I finally realized the law of balance of all things. That day, I broke through the purple court and entered five paths, and even had a glimpse of the upper three realms, At that time, the greed of seeking Tao almost broke the hard won way. Fortunately... "Said the old fox, his face showed the color of nostalgia, and he sighed:" fortunately, at that time, I met a saint... "" a saint? " Even if life and death were at stake, the woman in white still couldn't help questioning. The old fox's voice was slow and seemed to be weighing the weight of five hundred years: "the sage told me that he would analyze the laws of heaven and earth with me and help me understand the real injustice and peace in the world. At that time, he said a word to me... After that, I didn't think about the three realms any more. Fortunately, I survived the catastrophe five hundred years ago." This is the true heart of old fox. He often talks to himself in the depths of the underground palace. Now when he comes out of the palace, no matter who the listener is or what the situation is, he still wants to say it because he doesn't want to say it“ Saints... Were there saints five hundred years ago The woman in white knew that this was the moment of life and death, but she still couldn't help asking. The old fox was not in a hurry. He patiently said, "that's a real saint. It's a saint who wants to break the obstinacy and lead the world to great freedom. It's just the law of heaven and earth. It's a pity..." the sigh resounded through the imperial city. The flame swallows the sky. The mirage like Imperial City was finally set on fire. The fire gradually dissipated after it had no roots. The scorched earth of the city turned into ashes. The woman in white wanted to make a sword, but she felt that the heart of the sword was swaying, and she was afraid. The body of the wizard master has fallen on the ice. He looks at the empty sky. He can't believe that the magnificent weather just now has disappeared in a flash, and most of the ancient scroll aura in his hand has disappeared, and he has been silent. The old fox with fireworks fell in front of him“ The city is broken, the family and the country are gone, and the immortal asks for nothing. " The sorcerer murmured to himself. He burst into tears. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his heart - if only the empress was there. He didn't know if the empress was still alive after that day. If she died, why didn't she see her body? If she was alive, where did she go now? The old fox's body with a flowing fire passed by his side. Fireworks, like swords, go through the heart. The cold soul radiated the temperature of the real flame. But the witch master only felt that his body was extremely cold, so the old man, who lived almost the same life as Zhao, died with that idea“ The little girl told me that the bad Zhao National Games have a great backfire. I thought that killing you would cost me a lot. I didn't think that your heart was no longer in this country. " The old fox seized the ancient scroll that was about to fall and swallowed it. In the underground palace, in the dark stove, the body of the spirit suddenly opened its eyes. A chain broke at the sound. The spirit of the old fox penetrated into the body of the witch master. The old man stood up like a walking corpse. He turned his head and looked at the dignified woman in white in mid air. After the line of sight met, the woman walked without hesitation“ It's smart. " The witch master, who was possessed by the old fox, loosened his muscles and bones. The spirit also came out of the underground palace and merged into his body. He grinned: "it's too late."