Beyond the Divine States

The monster with steel claws turns its head, and the simang finger seems to have gone beyond the distance and pierced its heart.

It's a very thin finger, pierces the skin, pierces the flesh, and then bursts in the heart.

Blood is flying.

The woman in white immediately spread out the sword field to block, retreated behind her, and retreated to the edge of the wall. She looked at the two bodies at her feet, deliberately away - that's just the distance that the other side pretends to be dead and has a way to fight back.

The woman in white is the one who married Lu.

She had an intuition that there were people hidden in the dark of the cave. She was not sure whether this intuition was accurate or not. She just made a gamble.

She won the bet.

That person is suddenly drunk to break, really instantly had to kill to read, choose to sneak attack this stronger monster to die first.

The monster's heart exploded, but it still didn't die. Its body twitched on the ground, and its steel claws plunged into the ground, as if to climb up again.

Lu can't care too much, because she is aware of the greater danger.

The person in the dark... She couldn't see the whole picture of each other clearly. She could only see a painted wooden mask of the fox. Outside the mask, silver silk was scattered, and the bloody smell of corpses was everywhere, like a blood mist rising between them.

Lu Jiajia saw her eyes through the mask.

At this moment, she was sure that the other party was a woman.

It is a pair of eyes with the purest snow as the pupil and the clearest water as the whiteness. The eyes are bright and cold, but not cold fog. It has a feeling of standing on a cliff overlooking ice and snow.

Lu Qijia imagines this kind of beauty, and then she realizes that something is wrong - her heart and soul are frightened by the other's eyes.

She immediately stuck to her heart.

Siming raised his finger and dropped it slowly.

Her physical injury is good, and the stele will be destroyed when it is about to be completed. After all, it leaves a serious wound in her heart.

Previously, in order to hide her figure, she also overdraw her power.

Siming looked at her coldly, like a female tiger, threatening others not to enter her own territory.

But soon, the woman in white in her eyes was divided into two, two into four

Her head began to sink.

Siming knew that she would never pass out at the moment. She bit the tip of her tongue, but Tianbei's back bite was so terrible that she couldn't bear it. She leaned her head against the wall and passed out.

Lu is not sure if she is cheating herself.

But the hostility and the murderous spirit did disappear.

Without the slightest relaxation, she immediately pierced the struggling monster with her sword, cut it into several pieces, and then burned it into ashes with sword fire. Then she used her sword to pierce through the vital parts of all the bodies on the ground.

When he got to the old man, he let out a shrill cry.

He's been feigning death, waiting for the chance.

But I didn't expect Lu to be so cautious.

The old man's scream made Lu Qijia's heart beat slightly. She cut off the other's head and burned it with sword fire.

After confirming that all the people were dead, Lu Jiajia separated the stench of these smelly corpses with a sword field, and walked towards the depth of the cave.

She stood for a while at a place not far from Siming. After confirming that the other party didn't really faint, she walked over.

Before she wiped her fingers over her body, she drew a virtual sword.

She is not sure what realm the other party is in the end, and does not know her attitude towards herself, but death is always the most reassuring.

If Zhao xianger, this sword will not hesitate to go through the hole.

But even in this era full of killing, she still can't pierce the sword, just because she called to save me when she was in despair, and she responded.

She is her benefactor.

Lu can persuade herself to kill her with countless reasons, because morality is built on survival.

Lu Jia's heart struggles, her fingers tremble slightly, and the virtual sword is getting weaker and weaker in front of her.

If Ning stayed for a long time, what would he do?

Lu Jia couldn't help thinking.

She looked at the fox mask on her face. The eyes of the sword swept along the soft curve of her black robe. The undulating lines bumped into the field of vision. It was like an invisible sword, with the aesthetic feeling of impacting the mind. Even Lu's heart could not help but feel a little curious. What a beautiful face after the fox mask.

Lu Jiajia didn't get close to her. She pointed to the air and gently lifted her fox mask.

The mask is slowly lifted.

Looking at that face, Lu Jia was slightly dazzled.

That face is extremely beautiful. If it is the work of a craftsman all his life, then the craftsman should be the master of the kingdom of God.

At the moment, Siming's silver hair is scattered, and he sticks it on his snow-white cheek with blood. His long eyelashes are still and do not tremble. His lips are so soft that they seem to be covered with frost. It is a kind of poignant beauty when death comes.

Lu Jiajia gently approached, and somehow, after seeing each other's face, she felt a sense of security for no reason.

But feelings are deceiving.

She put her hand on her heart and injected a sword.

If the other party suddenly wakes up and is hostile to himself, then this sword Qi will instantly destroy the other party's heart.

After that, Lu put the mask on the silver haired woman's chest, then gently picked her up and walked deeper into the cave.

The cave is very deep, and the traces of bone scales can still be seen on the walls. It seems to be the nest of a black dragon.

The deeper the space, the more the stench of the corpse behind him gradually faded away.

Lu Jia holds the woman in her arms and puts it on a relatively complete boulder.

She hesitated and finally decided to save her life.

Many people have said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more timid she is. But she thinks she is very kind, so she hopes that this beautiful woman is also a good person. Otherwise, her heart is too sorry for this beautiful skin bag

Lu Jiajia looks at her and sighs. She knows that this is only her own wishful thinking. She is likely to pay for her behavior.

She opened her eyes, gently touched her body with her fingers, and began to stop the bleeding from several fatal orifices.

Lu's marriage stopped her blood.

She can realize that the other party is not only suffering from trauma, her heart should be scarred, this is the injury she can not make up for.

Lu Jia protected her vital point with her spiritual power.

She is not sure whether the historical figures in Luo's book have real lives

"Silver hair, black robe, the country and the city... This catastrophe is so severe, can you erase the name of such a peerless beauty? In other words, her realm is not high, so she has not been remembered by history. " Lu Jia guessed that she would prefer the latter.

But her point to kill the steel claw monster's blow still let her have a lingering fear.

This woman should be the weakest and the best in purple court.

After helping the silver haired woman stop the wound, Lu Jiajia went to the wet rock wall, wrapped the spring with sword Qi, and in the mouth, she pursed her dry, cracked lips, with a slightly relaxed look.

She drew some more, came to the silver haired woman, gently knocked open her fragile lips and teeth, and the water glided through her finely woven shell teeth and gently flowed into the depths.

Simang's eyelashes quivered.

I didn't wake up.

After finishing what she had to do, she meditated and adjusted her breath to recover her injury.

She opened her eyes to see her every week.

Siming, like a sleeping beauty, completely fainted on the stone bed.

She didn't have any dreams. Her mind was like a person falling in an endless abyss. She didn't have any dependence. She fell like ashes, falling

Lu also noticed something was wrong.

She came close to Siming again, pointed her eyebrows, explored a aura, wanted to explore the condition of her body.

The spirit power is like a stone sinking into the sea.

Lu's fingers retracted.

Her condition is worse than I think

Lu Jiajia knows that her consciousness has gradually degenerated. If there is no way to recover it, her spirit will gradually wither, wither and wither like a flower losing water

Lu Jiajia immediately thought of a time when she seemed to encounter a similar situation. At that time, Ning long used the secret method of Hehuan sect to pull her mind back.

But the silver haired woman's consciousness has gradually disappeared, and it is obviously impossible to work.

Lu Jiajia injected a lot of spiritual power into her body, trying to stimulate her body and force her to wake up.

But it didn't help.

On the beautiful face of death, the meaning of death is like a red flower juice perfume dripping into the clear water. The color of the halo opens with a sad beauty.

She sighed softly in her heart.

Maybe it's destiny.

She took off her white dress, and then gently tore off Siming's blood clotted robe. After tearing it, she was shocked. The beautiful scenery was like snow and the blood was like plum, but... Now that all the beauties are so poor, how can they only wear one dress? She gently covered her with her soft and dry clothes, and then kneaded the black robe into a ball, Use sword Qi for water to peel off the dirt on it.

Looking at her touching body, Lu Jiajia felt pity for flowers.

After washing the black robe, Siming's consciousness almost completely fell into the invisible abyss, and his breath and heart beat were too weak to be heard.

Lu Qijia gently opened her white dress and wanted to dress her again.

Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by something.

"This is..."

Lu noticed something painted on the inside of her right leg.

She reached out, held her ankle, parted slightly, and looked to the right.

It's a complicated process.

Printed with a slight red, like tattoos, in the snow-white skin is very dazzling.

Is this a sign of some kind of organization? Lu Jia hesitated for a while, but she couldn't help reaching out and touching. I don't know if it's an illusion. The woman who should have died suddenly moves in her arms. Lu's tentative fingers touched it. It's not an illusion. She saw simang's eyelashes tremble. This image is connected with the most essential mind, and has extraordinary magic power, which brings back her consciousness that she is about to fall to the bottom. This image is the switch of a mechanism! Lu Jiajia gently picked her up, stopped her in her arms, kept pressing the dark red mark, and tentatively injected spiritual stimulation. The cold body like porcelain in my arms gradually became warm“ Hum... "Simang snorted suddenly. Lu Jia injected more Aura into a certain sect of Taoism. She felt like she was adding firewood to a furnace... But the fire was getting worse and worse. Siming's soft body slightly tightened, her head tilted forward, her legs slightly bent. With a whine, her consciousness was pulled back to the sea. After a while, her eyes finally narrowed. She leaned against Lu's arm and woke up slowly.