Beyond the Divine States

Ning Changjiu loosed the front of her dress for her, and with the other hand, she skillfully opened the belt of her black robe. The robe was slightly loose, and the action of simang sucking the dead branches was slightly stiff. There was a very shallow radian at the corner of her mouth, and the dense eyelashes covered her eyes.

"On the night of snow gorge, I never thought there would be today." Si Ming's lips tilted slightly and said with a smile.

Ning Changchang thought that when he saw him again, he would turn his face and get angry and try his best to kill himself first.

But at the moment, she seems to attach great importance to the overall situation. Instead of anger, she has a cool smile. There seems to be a light haze between her eyes, and she can't see the slightest intention of killing her.

Ning Changjiu said calmly, "no matter what old grudges we have before, we'd better put them down first. After tonight, we can settle them one by one."

Simang said calmly, "do you have the confidence to defeat sin Jun?"

Ning Changjiu said, "No."

Simang said, "what's next?"

Ning Changchang said: "be my spirit, I..."

Ning Long's words suddenly shocked, he just untied the front of Siming.

The ribbons fall and the skirts open.

Siming looked at him with a smile.

Ning long saw a delicate and smooth snow. The snow was narrow and flat below, and there was a raised snow peak above. The snow peak was very high, cold and proud, not stained with dust. At the top of the peak, there was a red plum blossom, trembling in the cold wind and snow. Under the snow, there are two straight and lonely mountain roads. Between the mountain roads, there is a rift valley. In the rift valley, there seems to be a peerless Pink Ice lotus hidden. The slightly folded petals are slightly closed, hidden in the pure white and slightly uplifted snow mound. There seems to be a secluded winding path that no one has set foot in. It can contain pearls, jade, waterfalls and springs.

The smoke and dust in the silent room is like the shadow of the moon.

Siming's lips are slightly red, like the moon on the treetop.

This picture is very beautiful, halo shine on people, but the bloodstain on it is like crack, scar is hard to cover, dyed snow peak like plum blossom.

Ning was silent for a long time. He didn't know why he saw the scene, but there was no obvious fluctuation on his face,

He thought that if he had any different emotions at the moment, he would not only be sorry for Lu Jiajia and Zhao xianger, but also add a shadow when he faced the destiny. He claimed that he was a gentleman with a clear heart, so he must look calm and natural, in line with his own identity, and never show any palpitation in his heart.

Siming's lips tilted, sucking the dead branches like a jade flute. In the past, she hated others to see her body, but after six days of execution and the rain on the whip, her mood also changed silently. She only felt funny about what happened in front of her. She could feel faintly that if she could not die under the hands of sin Jun, she would really enter a new realm in the future.

There are thousands of thoughts in their hearts.

It all happened in a short time, and the blending of pictures and thoughts was only a blink of an eye.

Ning Changjiu said calmly, "didn't you like to wear several clothes in the past? Why did you change your temper again? "

Then his hand covered her wound and healed her.

Siming said with a smile: "when the whip fell in the past, why didn't you want to heal me?"

Ning Changjiu didn't want to talk nonsense. He continued: "after our injury is healed, we will immediately recover. If we delay any longer, we will really have no chance."

But simang had a little temperament: "be your spirit? What's the advantage? "

Ning Changjiu said, "it's no good. There's no other choice."

Siming didn't answer directly. She handed back the withered branch. After thanking her in a soft voice, she looked at her body, which was getting better and better again, and asked, "have you ever seen someone more beautiful than me?"

Ning Changjiu said: "yes."

No matter how her mood changes, Siming has almost morbid self-confidence in her appearance and figure. She believes that Ning Changjiu is only deliberately irritating herself. Except for the woman who has forgotten her appearance and killed the God, who can compete with her in the world?

Siming's blood soon scarred and healed.

At the same time, she also stretched out her hand, launched the power, covered Ning Changjiu with the power of time, accelerated the flow, and the wounds on Ning Changjiu's body healed visibly.

Because her power can only be used once in a short period of time, it is the most time-saving way for him to heal himself and use his power for him.

Ning Long's fingers are like geese on the way back from the dusk snow, leaving the snow, and the overlapping robes are like closed night curtains, covering the snow.

Siming tightened her belt again. She stood up against the wall and gathered her silver hair behind the snow neck. Then she picked up a piece of soft grass and tied her hair tightly.

She has slender legs and tall stature. After standing upright now, she is even higher than Ning Changchang, who looks like a teenager.

Ning Changjiu looked at her without expression and stretched out his hand: "Lingqi, let's start."

Si Ming lamented: "it's too late."

The roof of the house was lifted in an instant, and the straw was ignited in an instant by lightning, which spread into a huge fire.

Ning Changjiu and Siming's figure, black and white, rushed out of the house that was about to be destroyed.

The pure black figure of sin king was reflected in the fire.

Endless black feather turned into a piece of blood crow, noisy through, densely rushed to the two fleeing figures.

The lightning gun has turned into a scythe. The electric light twisted and swept into a lightning arc. The abandoned house nearby was destroyed instantly.

The air of thunder and lightning invades Ning Long's back neck.

He used the power of Shura and plundered wildly with simang. When he was close to a huge wood, he stretched out his hand, cut open the huge wood and drew a sword from it.

The sword light like the arc of the moon lights up in an instant, collides with the arc of thunder, and each of them is broken. The commander uses the power of time to wrap the two figures at the same time.

They are shuttling between layers of time fields. The smell of collapse narrows from behind. The landscape of the surrounding wasteland is rapidly retrogressive, and the wind blows colder and colder. He takes a look at the woman around him. The commander in black robe puts his hands on his side, like a fish in the water, and the wind blows into his robe.

In the past, the head of that tribe once told him that the deeper he went into the wilderness, the faster the flow of time would be.

At the moment, he could still clearly feel the abnormality of the nearby scenery.

And sin Jun also shuttled through a small world like field of time, thousands of miles in an instant, with bright electric light chasing behind him.

The first one to fight back was Siming.

She used her power to wrap herself up and adjust her time back to before a breath.

She is intertwined with the figure of sin king.

One breath ago, she is just behind sin Jun at the moment.

The black sword chopped at sin Jun's shoulder and neck.

Ning Changjiu also stopped, and formed a front and back attack with Siming, to help her delay the attack of sin Jun.

Sin Jun has a powerful "Xuanjia", and Siming also has a supreme sword. He can't break sin Jun's defense, but Siming may be able to.

After all, Yechu has used hundreds of years of efforts to prove that sin Jun is not really inviolable.

It's just that Ning Long's sword is no more than three feet long, and the thunder and lightning, which symbolizes the law of sin king, is ten feet long. It's hard for him to get close to sin king.

Ning long rises up with the sword spirit and turns into a torrent of white waves.

This is the Baihong Japanese style.

Would rather not hurt sin Jun for a long time, just hope to delay his figure for a moment and a half.

His sword did work, too.

Sin Jun slightly distracted for a moment, simang's sword cut to his shoulder, slightly depressed.

Siming felt that sin Jun's body was not real flesh and blood, but a kind of aggregate material. In the wound of the sword, what flows out is not blood, but silver white, divine brilliance.

The brilliant Ant climbed up the black sword of simang and dyed the edge of her sword with the color of mercury.

Simang suddenly looked in a trance. She had a bad secret way. It was too late to draw the sword. Shenhui sticks to the sword, and sin Jun begins to invade Siming's spirit. She has a long-term experience. Siming is extremely afraid of the oppression and cleansing of the spirit, and she even gives birth to the idea of abandoning the sword.

Ning Changchang, of course, doesn't watch simang being eroded. He turns into a rainbow and moves around in the thunder and lightning, avoiding the power of those murderous judgments. Then he changes his moves when he approaches the guilty emperor. First, he passes through a thunder and lightning falling in the sky with the skill of water and moon in the mirror, and then he blows at the guilty emperor with a fierce sword like a big river.

The king of sin does not move.

Leimang a flash, blood Crow fly back, after their own condensed into a giant sword wrapped in electric wire, hit Ning long.

Ning Changjiu has no time to show the water moon in the mirror again. He can only urge Shura's body to the extreme and resist sin Jun's harm with his body.

The white clothes behind him were smashed in an instant, and the sword hit Ning Changjiu's body, which was as strong as a rock. The sparks splashed around, and then pierced the flesh and blood into his body. The meaning of the sword was like a firecracker, exploding ceaselessly, which made his back bloody.

But simang got a chance to breathe. As soon as the Lingtai was cleared, the blank time of her power had been delayed. When it was driven again, it directly dissolved the divine light overflowing from the sin king.

Ning Long's sword Qi melted away in front of sin Jun, and the huge sword made of blood crow behind him kept sinking into his body. Fortunately, Shura's strength was incomparable, and even sin Jun's sword was moving slowly.

Ning long mobilized the power of fate and searched for an escape for himself.

He found a touch of life. The vitality comes from simang.

After pulling out the black sword, Siming's figure flashed and came to Ning Changjiu's side. With one sword, she cut off the blood crow and stretched out her hand to pull Ning Changjiu's figure out of the crows.

The crows did not disperse. They continued to cover the crows. At the same time, sin Jun's figure flickered and suddenly appeared in front of him. His slender sharp claws snapped down.

Siming picked up Ning Changjiu, who was injured in the back, and his figure floated away. Where they were standing before, the land was sunken, and a huge palm seal suddenly appeared.

Ning long coughed a few blood, gently broke away from Siming's arm. He looked at the iron sword twisted into a twist in his hand, threw it back, and then took out another sword from another tree dozens of miles away.

"Are you a squirrel?" Even if the situation is critical, Siming still can't help asking.

Ning Changchang said, "it's a pity these swords are not easy to use."

Si Ming frowned and said, "why do you want to borrow something as a sword?"

Rather long asked: "otherwise?"

Simang said: "you have already completed Shura shenlu. Why don't you take heart sword for your own use?"

"Heart sword?" Rather long doubt.

Simang mocked: "you don't think Shura shenlu is just something to improve your physical and mental strength, do you?"

Ning Changjiu looks at his body and wants to take out the heart sword from Siming's mouth, but he only finds a lot of fragmentary pieces of sword shadow, which can't be put together completely.

After a short communication, sin Jun's figure approached again.

Ning Changchang has injuries on his body, so it's hard to get rid of them quickly, and Siming is not the enemy of sin Jun alone.

The previous small flying array outside the broken house was also erased after the arrival of sin Jun. they had no way back.

The end of the desert is still a glacier. The appearance of this glacier is not different from that of the previous one, but the life in it is very different from that of the previous one. After entering the glacier, Ning Changjiu saw groups of white snow boa swam across the snow and gathered towards the center.

In the middle of the glacier is not a glacier, but a cold crack. Under the crack, there is a fog that I don't know whether it is cold or hot. Under the abyss, there is a huge sea.

Ning long and Siming look at each other, and then fall into the abyss together.

Sin Jun stops at the entrance of the ice sea.

Many scaly and white snakes passed him and threw themselves into the sea of ice.

Sin king doesn't like sea water.

Because in the past, there lived an existence that he hated and even feared. Later, that existence became the Lord of the kingdom of God, even the most powerful one among the twelve.

Because the one who was stronger than it had fallen into the world 500 years ago, and a new God had taken its place.

When sin Jun first came here, he thought that the kingdom of God was the kingdom of the Fallen God, so he didn't feel too strange.

But then he found out that was not the case.

This seems to be another country.

It's incredible even for him.

Apart from the one who is well known to other gods and who fell, is there another unknown God who has also died?

Sin Jun's hesitation was also short, and his figure penetrated into the sea.

The dark water engulfed them, and the next moment, a huge vortex rose in the water, and the long chant of the whale dragon reverberated and spread in waves.

"Where to?" Asked simang.

"Follow the trail of the snow snake and go out the next exit." Ning long said, in the brain suddenly flashed an aura.

His back injury was a little serious, so it was difficult to walk quickly. So he didn't resist the help of the commander, and let the other side grasp his own hand and keep walking.

Not far away, there was a dim light.

Many snow snakes and snow leopards gather there, and when the sound of the whale dragon stops, those creatures begin to flee.

Near the exit, Ning Changjiu suddenly pinches his throat and sends out sound waves, imitating the sound of the whale dragon.

The huge sound of water came from behind, and the king of the deep sea, who was so big that it was hard to describe, was like a big ship, and hit them in their direction.

Simang said angrily, "what are you doing?"

Ning had no explanation for a long time and kept making such a sound.

Countless bubbles spewed from behind, the huge shadow has emerged behind, and is growing bigger and bigger, its mouth is a real, human eating abyss.

Siming immediately used the power of time to slow down the speed of the whale dragon, but her power was not complete. The bigger the thing was, the worse the effect would be. The whale dragon broke the power of the power and rushed over. Ning Changjiu suddenly held Siming's wrist, operated the power of fate, and launched the command that they could escape from the heaven. Then, in the dark, the whale dragon's reaction was a little slow, After they first rushed out of the ice hole, the whale dragon's huge body hit it.

The whale dragon blocked the exit.

It's one of the most powerful lives in the world. It's hard to get into the scaly sword. Even the sin king can't kill it.

Simang took a look at the cave, and then she understood Ning Changchang's intention. But she still glared at him, and didn't have a good way: "go."

Ning long and Siming waded through the glacier together.

Outside the glacier is a mess of grottoes, many of which are still emitting volcanic smoke.

Ning Changjiu said: "borrow a wisp of hair."

Si Ming Xiu eyebrows slightly frown, but didn't ask why, directly cut off a wisp of silver hair, handed to rather long.

Ning long took over the hair, he also cut off a wisp, his fingers move fast, will each other's hair are tied together, make a knot, and then throw it in the cave where his body passed.

Siming understood that this was a method similar to that of the grass pricker. He could simulate their breath with his hair, so as to confuse the fake with the real.

Ning long way: "go out."

Simang asked, "don't you hide here?"

Ning long simple way: "not here, the deeper the better."

Simang's eyes narrowed slightly.

After passing the grottoes, there was another deserted building. In the depths of the adjoining earth houses, there was a temple. They got into the temple together.

Ning long feet just a landing, a blood pressure suppression for a long time spit out.

He stumbled and stepped on the broken grass on the ground and fell directly on the mat in front of the statue.

Siming Mo robe barefoot, gently landing.

The temple house is very shabby. The copper lamps on both sides are covered with dust. The gray curtain hanging from the top covers the upper part of the statue. The wooden table in front of the statue is also shabby. There are several empty white bowls on it.

"Heal me now." Ning long while running the body of Shura to ease the injury, while urging the way.

Siming stopped and said coldly, "I don't call fast."

Ning Long Wei Leng, immediately angry way: "all this time, don't play petty."

Siming asked: "why not?"

Ning took a deep breath for a long time, feeling that the world is like a floating cloud in his heart. He compromised and said, "I beg the Lord to heal for me."

Siming sat down behind him and asked, "do you want to live like this?"

Ning Changchang said, "who wants to die?"

Siming shook his head and said, "I can see that you have obsession. You want to meet someone."

I'd rather be silent for a long time.

Siming said with a smile: "I said it right?"

Ning long calm way: "pour also not."

Siming sneered: "do you think you can cheat me?"

Ning long truthfully said: "maybe three."

Siming squinted slightly and said, "it seems that you really want to die. At this time, are you still in the mood to joke with me?"

Ning long helpless way: "you first cure my injury."

But Siming remained unmoved and continued to ask, "which three?"

"Sister, master, fiancee." Ning long spoke very fast: "regardless of the order."

Siming heard the first two names and sneered: "beast."

Ning Changjiu sighed: "you first..."

Simang interrupted: "I think your younger martial sister is still young. Not counting her, which one do you prefer, your master or your fiancee?"

Ning Changjiu didn't want to talk nonsense. He took a white bowl from the table without hesitation: "fiancee at the bottom of the bowl, master at the mouth of the bowl."

Then he threw it directly.

With a crack, the white bowl fell to pieces on the ground.

"Ning knew for a long time that he was anxious, but he didn't even control his strength well.

Siming looked at the bowl on the ground and said softly, "this is not a good omen."

Ning long thought of their voice and face, he closed his eyes, sighed gently, but said: "although life and death are in heaven, but I don't believe these."

"Are you worried about them?" With a smile, Siming put her hand on Ning Changchang's back and finally began to heal his wound. She said in a soft voice, "this broken porcelain is all over the floor. I think it's a bad omen. It's going to come true for me."

Ning Changchang remembered that simang's real name was xueci.

Siming watched his back recover as before, holding Ning long for a moment in a trance, holding a formula that had already been pinched, and immediately covered it.

"Ah..." Ning long pain hum a, harshly way: "what did you do?"

Siming's hand touched his back and said, "it's nothing. It's just that I left you an official seal of a divine official. At that time, you'll solve the spirit contract for me and I'll solve the official seal for you."

Ning long silence for a moment, agreed down.

Simang said: "at that time, I will have a life and death duel with you. You should pray that you can win. Otherwise, I will teach that ill bred girl in front of you to be worse than death."

Ning Changchang said: "the victory and defeat are all tomorrow's business, don't talk nonsense."

Siming gave a sound and stretched out his hand.

Ning long also stretched out his hand, press up, hands overlap.

Outside the temple, the noise of the blood crow has come from afar.

"The soul goes up to jiuyu, the soul goes back to Jiuyuan, and the spirit contract is concluded until death..."

Siming's speaking speed is also much faster.

The ceremony of the contract was a little crude. A black crow had stopped at the top of the temple. After reading the ceremony draft and oath, simang immediately said: "blood!" Ning Changjiu immediately grabs the black sword and wants to cut his palm. But the next moment, the thunder light shines on the statue of man and God. A violent thunder flash overturns the whole temple. With the arrival of sin king, the thunder sound comes down from the sky. The crow had already caught up with them. But sin king should appear at the most critical moment, because only in this way can their fighting spirit be destroyed. The spear of thunder spear is stuck on the ground which has been razed to ruins. The point of the spear is just the center of Ning Changjiu and simang. They were forced to run in opposite directions. Sin Jun stands on the gun inserted obliquely in the ground, and his right hand has outlined the rudiment. When he recovers completely, these two people can no longer be their opponents. Ning long and Si Ming looked at each other. At the end of the ceremony, simang had to drink Ningchang's blood before their spiritual contract could be truly achieved. But sin king is standing in the center of them at the moment, and will not let them get close to each other. Ning took a deep breath. He no longer has any hiding, in the heart silently asked: "ready?" The spirit of Jian Jing nodded. Ning Changchang's killing intention converges completely, his pupils are slightly lax, and then the golden light appears. His divine sense was dark and lit up the only light, which was golden. That's where the sin lies. Ning long stabbed out the sword. When he stabbed out the sword, he poured all his thoughts into it. He stabbed at the only bright spot with a gesture that even the God was in front of him, he would be cut in two by the sword. There is a sign of danger in the heart of sin king. At the same time as like as two peas in black sword, he was imitating the same action and confusing his hearing and hearing to the king of sin. The sleeve on sin Jun's right side just recovered completely. His hands turned into palms at the same time and patted them“ The swordsman died under the hand of this mysterious being. " Ning Changjiu has changed his fate. Sin Jun was also confused. He could not kill Ning Changjiu with one blow, but Ning Changjiu found his own way to death. After that sword was stabbed, Ning Changjiu seemed to suffer from internal injury. The direction of the sword was slightly deviated from sin Jun, and sin Jun's claw hit his position in the sea of Qi, crushing his sea of Qi. But death is not long. Because it is not he who makes the sword, but the spirit of the sword Sutra in the sea of Qi. Ning still has a chance of life in the long run. If there is not enough realm to support the calculation power, the king of sin will miscalculate for the first time. At the same time as the blood explodes. The commander who pretended to make the sword used his power to make him return to the position before Sanxi, which happened to be Ning Changchang's side. She picked up a bead of blood with her sword and sent it to her lips. The blood stained the whole lip. Lingqi stands. The power of time and destiny converge vertically. The intersection of them is a mysterious and mysterious wonderful field, which contains the real infinite possibility of fate, even beyond the traditional sense of time. The scale of destiny has changed from the plane of the present to the three-dimensional one that is too connected with the future. That intersection holds Ning's long broken body. At the other end of the intersection, the recovered white clothes burst out of the void, his wounds healed, and the spirit of the sword Sutra revived. Suddenly, the 81 moves recorded by Shura God, all moves related to sword, like carp attracted by bait, all come. There are more than ten ancient books gathered together, some of them become hilts, some become Tan, and then take the Beiming sword as the bone. The pieces of iron and steel are put together along the bone, and they are as bright as a mirror! He held down his heart and suddenly pulled it out. Silver was like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years. It rose up overnight. He drew a silver sword from his body. That's Shura's sword（ Thank you, master of the helm! Thank you for your support and love! Momeda!)