Beyond the Divine States

Before the vision is engulfed, Ning long saw the true face of sin king.

After the black robe was removed, his body seemed to have untied some seal, and with the spread of the dark air, it spread rapidly.

His body is also like a salute from which he explodes, extending rapidly. The first thing to unfold is a pair of slender wings behind him. The strong wind from the pterygium sweeps away the dark air, revealing his body hidden in the dark. The bone head in the middle of the body is twisted by countless slender hemp ropes, and the two sides are as hard as steel. The ribs are exposed on the muscle skin, and the lower part of the body is demon like muscular legs, The claws on his feet are slender and drooping, with a sense of beauty. His claws are suspended on both sides, without the arms connected with them. Instead, it is dark fog.

After the black fog, it was his eyes.

It was a horizontal eye, his eyes were black, but two lines of white pupils opened in the middle.

His whole body looks like a mythical form of "sin" with open wings.

As soon as this image appeared in Ning Changchang's eyes, the sharp pain was like a needle, which made his pupils lose color and his eyes bleed.

At the moment when the tingling sensation came, Ning Changjiu didn't hesitate. Behind him, the void cracked, and the suddenly appeared point accommodated him again. He crossed layers of illusory time, and heard the rushing sound of the yellow spring water. In a slight absence, Ning Changjiu seemed to be in a valley. Looking around, the stone walls of the deep gorge looked like hollowed out coffins, Among them, there are ferocious facial bones in different shapes, but without exception, they cast their empty white bone eyes to themselves.

The layers of space behind them are overburdened and begin to collapse.

The noumenon of sin king appears in this world, so the existence of the world is like a kind of blasphemy to God. The whole world is like a very deep sea, in which turbulent currents are surging and surging, setting off huge waves, and those waves are beating towards Ningchang all the time. Ning Changjiu's silvery sword light is getting lighter and lighter.

After crossing that intersection, Ning long broken eyes have recovered, but he did not dare to face up to sin Jun, can only run to the deeper sky.

Sin Jun at the moment is the only one at the helm of the sea.

Chaos of the air flow, such as swept over the side of the wind knife, cutting face away.

When Ning Long's figure rose wildly, black smoke appeared in the strong wind. The black smoke, like a hand, suddenly entangled his ankle.

The prison of judgment locked him firmly.

Ning Changjiu breaks his feet directly, continues to soar, and comes out from the next intersection, just like a new life.

But he could feel that behind him, there was a huge shadow coming at a faster speed.

Sin Jun's eyes are fixed on him.

He is just like a huge octopus in the deep sea, wrapping his tentacles around his prey. Every hand that comes after him is like a dark purple flame in the gate of hell, burning with a thick and bloody meaning of death.

Ningchang's figure stops suddenly, and the Shura's body starts. The light on his white clothes is like a pale flame. This is the colorless flame that once burned the stars to ashes in the legendary world.

Ning Changchang's pupil turned from golden to white. He held up his sword, folded his figure, and swooped down like a bird's wing and arrow.

The two collide.

The roaring sound resounded through the sky and the earth, and the momentum was even as powerful as that day and night, except for the time when they flew away and collided with sin Jun.

Pale flame mixed with thunder and electricity, endless wind to two people point toward the surrounding roar, the turbid sky, from time to time, there are large pieces of light extinction, they keep flashing, suddenly thousands of miles.

It's the sword and gun behind the sky.

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Siming walked towards the depth of the world, the scenery changed, but no matter whether it was magnificent or barren, it could not escape the desolation in the bones.

Looking through the fracture layer of time, the picture of fighting in the sky is faster and faster, as if the prophecy of the end of the world has come true, and disasters have swept through the sky in any order.

For the battle in the sky, simang could not see it clearly,

She just couldn't help thinking of many wars she had never seen, which were hidden in the most secret and ancient history books. In those chaotic times, the gods abused their power to move mountains and fill the sea, breaking the sky and sinking the earth, which made it difficult for all spirits to survive. It is said that on today's LiuJie peak, there are still the bone carvings of the ancient gods.

If this battle took place in the outside world, it would be enough to kill all the people in Manchuria without destroying the whole realm of suppression of the kingdom of God.

Of course, if it's out there, what's most likely to happen is that you'd rather be run over like ants for a long time.

Simang thought about this, and could not help but cover her chest tightly. Her slender fingers sank deeply and wrinkled her black robe. Her thin back was lonely in the turbulence of heaven and earth.

She found that she had a little dislike for the boy in white.

She knew that when she had decided to be his spirit and handed over power to him, she had a sense of dependence on her mind.

When sin king comes, she meets something that she can't kill and kill, so she places her hope on others.

As a result, her original arrogance, which is arrogant and invincible, has a crack that is hard to erase. For her who once stepped into the legendary realm and the perfect realm, any slight mistake may be magnified infinitely when she re enters that realm, and eventually become a fatal flaw.

So she has to mend her mind.

The way to repair Tao heart is to kill sin king and Ning Chang.

So at the moment, she hopes Ning can win for a long time. Because she can't kill sin Jun, but Ning long after she is defeated, she is as weak as a chicken in her hands.

When thinking about these, simang's eyes looking at the sky suddenly stagnated, and his eyes could not hide the color of amazement.

A white meteor cut across the sky, fleeting.

Then, in the distance, a water dragon rose like an icicle.

What is smashed is Ning Changjiu's figure.

The high-speed rotation of the lightning gun, against him again into the ice.

Fortunately, soon after, the picture was like upside down, and the white suit rose up again and soared to the sky.

After that, Siming saw many times that a figure was knocked down from the chaos, and each time it was the white clothes that attacked the flame.

Ning long figure every time after being smashed down, he rose up again, a few breath slower than before. This also shows that his injury is getting more and more serious. If it goes on like this, he will die when his power is exhausted.

Lightning, thunder and pale Aurora have been flashing in the sky for a long time.

The battle is quietly coming to an end.

Simang didn't go to the deep. She was still planning. If sin Jun was defeated, how would she kill Ning Changchang.

But at the moment, it seems that there is no need to think about anything.

She watched as the thunderbolt cloud suddenly sank down, and the white shadow was shot to the ground again like an arrow. Where he fell was a swamp.

The tension of the swamp was torn in an instant, his body fell into it and sank madly. A huge pit was smashed out in the swamp, and the mud filled into the pit quickly wrapped his whole body.

Ning long can't remember how many swords he has made.

At the moment when he fell down, he wanted to use power again, but he felt that he was really powerless.

When sin Jun didn't tear his black robe, there was still room for him to fight. But when sin Jun showed his mythical form, no matter Jian mu or Jin Tong would be blinded at the moment he saw him.

Unless he really reached that level, he could not even look directly at the true face of sin king.

There is also a price for the sin king to show his divine body.

The mythical state of God symbolizes the true supreme secret, and the less people know it, the more powerful it is.

Every time someone looks at him more, his mysterious veil will fade away.

At the moment, sin Jun seems to be in a frenzy. No matter what means he would rather use or where he is, his horizontal eyes and vertical pupils lock him tightly.

For example, the king of sin stood on the cloud with his wings wide open and his body slightly arched. He looked directly at the lower world, through the thick swamp, and looked at the weak breathing shadow under the swamp.

The king of sin suddenly stretched out his claws floating in nothingness. As the claws contracted, the thunder was grasped by him again. But now he was not a spear or a sword, but a golden cross.

"Not guilty."

Sin King slowly opens his mouth, and his voice goes to the depth of the swamp through heaven and earth.

Almost everyone saw the cross shaped lightning behind the sky curtain.

Looking at it, Siming felt instinctive fear. She could not help but think of the days on the scaffold. At that time, holding the power of time, she had a really deep understanding of the word "living like a year" for the first time. At the same time, the feeling of beating and whiplash came like phantom pain. Her slender legs bent slightly towards the middle, her knees touched and overlapped, and her body contracted unconsciously.

Then there was a sense of death in her heart.

There are still many people who feel this feeling.

Yechu, Shao Xiaoli, all the survivors of the city, the residents of the tribe

At the moment when the cross was lit up, they all felt as if they were dead.

However, the meaning of "death ashes" has not come true, because what it points to is rather long-term.

"Boss, what's wrong with boss..." Shao Xiaoli suddenly panicked. She held her heart and looked trembling.

Night in addition to death in the pupil fleeting.

He looked at the whole collapsed world, and the torn city was like a grain of sand before his eyes.

"Almost." Yechu said something inexplicably, and then walked forward alone.

Every step, his carbon black face began to grow a beautiful facial features, which are not real, but more like a pen and ink description. He gradually recovered to what he used to be. It's just that the boy who should have been rich and handsome still looks like a dying man.

"Where are you going?" Shao Xiaoli is uneasy.

Night except a way: "wait rather long come back."

After Ning Changyu found him in the wasteland, he had a secret conversation with Ning Changyu.

He taught the array he had studied for hundreds of years.

It's about time.

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Ning in the swamp seems to have lost his breath for a long time.

"Will it hold?"

There was a voice calling for him.

That's the sword spirit.

Ning Long's thoughts were pulled back little by little. The swamp stripped his skin and flesh, and his muscles and bones were all twisted now. It seemed that there was a knife cutting in the sea, stirring his flesh and blood. He also felt the killing intention of the nine days.

This will kill means that he is more sober.

"It will hold." Ning Changjiu said that, but his divine brilliance has become increasingly thin.

The sword Spirit said, "he's coming."

"How long?"

"Now!"

After a very short conversation, the swamp is torn apart.

Tens of thousands of miles of swamp is like a piece of flesh and blood erosion, and he is a tumor hidden in the depth of carrion.

The golden cross fell.

Deep in the swamp, Ning Changjiu suddenly opened his eyes.

His flesh and blood were too blurred to be seen.

The power of Shura God's blessing is like a fish scale scratched by a knife. After all the hardness is removed, only the soft and rotten flesh is left.

Ning long looked at the sin king from the sky, his pupil again like a crushed egg, suddenly burst open.

Then the cross penetrated his body.

Ning long but stretched out a hand, dead ground hugged him.

When the cross pierced into his flesh and blood, Shura shenlu almost started by instinct, and didn't need to move any idea for a long time. The eighty-one move extracted spiritual power from his sea of Qi at a very fast speed, and then turned into a real move. It was like a thousand arrows shooting at the same time, and stabbed the king of sin like a rainstorm.

The eighty-one style is extremely fierce. At the moment, it is mixed with the power of divinity. Every blow has the determination to kill the ancient gods.

Even on sin Jun's body, there were thin and shallow dents. Under the scales, there was even blood oozing.

However, the eighty-one style of the ten thousand long gun array was broken by sin Jun one by one.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu's silver sword broke away from his control and stabbed forward.

Because Shura shenlu devoured the Tianyu sword Sutra, his Shura shenlu had a total of 82 styles!

This is the eighty second.

This sword could not pierce sin Jun's body.

Dan Ning held him for a long time. The infinite power was launched for the last time, and he and sin Jun were included in the power.

Beyond the intersection point, Ning Changchang's injury is completely recovered, but sin Jun's body is not obviously injured, but the silver sword miraculously pierces sin Jun's body.

Sin Jun coldly looked at the sword in his arms, indifferent.

The power of the sword exploded wildly in his body, but it still didn't matter to him.

Even if Ning long-term agency calculation, is still doomed.

But Ning Long's face, but showed a smile, he stretched out his hand, around the body of sin Jun, holding the sword tip.

His action is like a long time no see hug.

With his body as a sword lock, he locked the king of sin in front of him.

Ning Long's mental power is rapidly extending to the whole world, and then all the elements are boiling up.

At this moment, sin Jun found that the world under their feet formed a huge array.

He recognized the array.

That night, when the flame of time lifted off with a huge arrow, it was this array launched below.

Ning Changchang didn't have enough time to collect hundreds of years ago, so he could only paint the array big enough, with heaven and earth as the plate, and then sculpt the river with disaster, thunder and fire to form this huge array.

This is not a small flying array, this is a real flying array. It once carried Yechu to the sky!

At this moment, the elements of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, mountains, rivers and fire have just reached the climax of the riot. These forces pull each other and finally form this huge array.

Ning long mobilized all available forces to wrap himself.

The sky is burning.

In the flying array, Ning long locked the sin king with his body and sword and rushed to the sky.

Sin Jun's pupils stand in two lines, and his pterygium grows to the largest.

Even a broken stone on the ground can feel his anger.

His claws clasped Ning Changjiu's shoulder, and he wanted to take off his arms directly. The thunder and lightning of countless trials also hit him. Ning Changjiu's white clothes were torn open, and his back was beaten to blood and flesh in an instant. He could almost see the beating heart behind his ribs.

Their bodies locked together are irresistibly thrown up by the whole earth and soared to the sky.

They all seem to have been pulled very long.

Ning Changchang's face has been twisted in pain. His arms are dripping with blood, his head is raised, his neck is elongated, and all his muscles and bones are suddenly protruding, like countless rivers about to burst their levees in the flood.

He has no control over his body.

Sin Jun understood his intention. Rather long want to bring him into the absolute space of time, a breath in the sky, a year on the ground, he wants to drag the sin Jun year across!

Kening long failed in the end.

This array is powerful, but now their fighting leads to the depression of time and space, and the original space filled by heaven and earth is higher.

Even the sculpture of mountains and rivers can not cross the distance.

This is something Ning had not expected for a long time.

"You failed." Sin Jun spoke slowly, his voice was no longer cold, but with a trace of regret.

Ning Long's consciousness was blurred, and he felt that the power of dragging his body was gradually disappearing.

Sin Jun's claws almost pierced his shoulder.

the sky and earth were spinning round.

Their bodies turn upside down and fall back to the bottom of the world.

Ning long fuzzy light, you can see that the illusory sky is not far away, but that distance, he can never cross the past.

The sword spirit also uttered a sigh of despair.

The burning blood of God wrapped it, as if to burn it to ashes.

They fell together, farther and farther away from the sky.

At the end of everything, Ning Changjiu suddenly thought of something.

He held out his hand to the sky far away from him.

Sin Jun looked at the scene, silent.

The spiritual power forged by Shura's divine record is so powerful that it's incredible. Those spiritual powers are like one thread after another, flying through the sky and exploring into the illusory universe.

The penetration of spiritual power is very strong. It easily penetrates the space, flies into the broken kingdom of God, and then flies straight to a higher place.

But this is meaningless. No matter how powerful the spiritual force is, it is just an illusory line and cannot be his real rope.

His body is still falling. Under the thunder of judgment, his body will be destroyed at any time.

"Don't waste your efforts, unless there is a miracle..." the voice of the sword spirit is extremely low, and it also begins to wait for the arrival of death.

But the miracle really happened!

At the end of the spiritual power, we suddenly catch something.

There is a familiar array there.

That's xiaofeikong formation! On the side of the abyss, Lu married on the first day of his practice in Jielu!

This array was originally Lu Jiajia, hoping that one day when he came out, he could find her as soon as possible.

At this moment, he and this array across the world, suddenly met.

He held out his hand to the sky.

So the hand seemed to reach out and grab him.

That's Lu's hand

She has been waiting for herself to go back

Ning long broken eyes and tears in the wind, that clear face in the dust seems to smile at himself in the dark of the night, when jiuying fell into the abyss, the voice of grief is still around his ears. But now the source of the cry has become himself.

He stretched out his hand, shaking his fingers, and drew a small flying array.

All the mental power turned into a real line, which connected him with the array at the edge of the abyss!

He took her hand and flew to the sky.

Layers of sky opened for him.

He embraces the devil in his arms and rushes into the realm of time.

After rushing into that field, their bodies did not stop accelerating and continued to fly upward, bumping into the estrangement between the world and the kingdom of God.

Ning Changjiu's skeleton was broken, and the whole kingdom of God appeared in his sea of knowledge for a moment, and then he was repressed again, and the previously broken wall of the border was closed again.

In that instant, he saw countless bones of immortals and demons, which were paved into the ground, tired into steps, cast into a towering tower, carved into thousands of lotus flowers.

All the bony heads are like waiters with armor and knives. Where they face together, they are a godless bone.

The divine bone was hidden behind the heavy hanging hangings and could not be seen clearly.

But if Rao is a shadow, it is enough to swallow the light of the sky.

The bones of the nine babies have the shocking beauty of myth and legend, but in front of it, it looks like a simple chicken shelf.

That's the real God bone.

The picture in the sea of knowledge is engulfed by darkness.

Sin Jun also saw this scene.

"It's not Raleigh." This is the first sentence he said.

Then sin Jun immediately understood something he shouldn't have suspected. In this world, no one can kill the Lord of God alone. The death of this divine bone points to another amazing secret: there are traitors among the twelve lords! The traitor united with this man to kill the God, and then cut off his head! The image that ran into sight soon engulfed in the darkness. Rather long still stretched out his hand, like a cliff is about to fall. Sin king kept tearing his body, but no matter how much pain he suffered, he would rather die than let go. Gradually, Ning Long's body of Shura was broken, the power of power could no longer be condensed, the strong spiritual line was broken like a guqin, and the xiaofeikong array was hard to maintain and lost its light. After a long time, he released his hand and fell feebly. There is not a single skin on his whole body. When he fell, sin Jun finally pulled out the silver sword from his chest. He watched the blasphemer steal the divine power and stabbed the Shura sword toward Ning Changjiu's heart. When the sharp sword fell to his heart, it had no strength. Because the man holding the sword has disappeared. One breath in the sky, one day in the earth. In the twinkling of an eye, the outside world has come to the end of winter and spring. The year of sin king has passed, and the month of godlessness is coming again. A month later, the kingdom of hoof mountain will be opened（ Thanks to the alliance leader Magi zuige, helmsman yzxmly and Dharma protector layast!!! Thank you very much for your support and love for the kingdom of God. Love you