Beyond the Divine States

The rubble suspended in the dark, emitting fluorescence, to build the shape of a palace.

Your highness Jiuyou, in the faint light of the underworld, countless figures float out slowly from the dark river.

They are all snakes. They have nothing to depend on in the air, but they can snake like walking on the ground. The rough scales of sandpaper scrape past the darkness, and the subtle sound is like picking the shell of an egg with a bamboo stick.

They roam in the secluded world and close to the direction of the hell hall.

These snakes are the souls of feather snakes.

The wings of their back have been broken, with the beauty of deformity. They gather outside the main hall.

In the hall, the shrill cry of the woman suddenly rang out and burst out in the crevice of the stone.

The battle in hell hall is coming to an end.

Ning Xiaoling stands in front of the Dragon Mother's body and looks back.

Mu Lingtong's last spirit is hanging in the air. She is like a slender needle. She wants to plunge into Ning Xiaoling's important acupoint by surprise, but the appearance of white cat breaks her plot. Mu Lingtong's action is stagnant in the air. Ning Xiaoling has already spread out the double defense line of spirit and spiritual power, blocking it out.

Mu Lingtong looks at the girl's pretty and cold face. She can't imagine that she has lived for hundreds of years, and finally she will be planted in the hands of a 20-year-old girl.

Ning Xiaoling can't help but think of the old fox in the imperial city of Zhao state. At the beginning, it was divided into six spirits and escaped one by one. When it fought with the witch master and the master at that time, it was only half a step in the purple court.

When Mu Lingtong broke her body, she reached five peaks, which was the same as when Hongwei Laojun was at the peak, so what she could do now was only half the power of the purple court.

What's more, Ning Xiaoling's purple court environment is unusual.

Compared with Mu Lingtong's sneak attack, she put her curious eyes behind her, staring at the white cat on the ground, and said curiously, "listen... What's the matter with you?"

The fish King sneered and thought that since I've been told to listen, it's just like going home?

Mu Ling Tong also looked at the culprit who disrupted the surprise attack plan and said, "your name is listen?"

Fish King rolled a white eye, thought you how to be more idiotic than Ning Xiaoling! If the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, it is no wonder that the ancient lingzong's large-scale gate, which is rich in fishery products, will also fall into the danger of destroying the clan.

"Meow..." the fish King hissed his teeth and cried. He watched the woman's ghost warily, not sure if she had any other backhand.

She is the emperor of the underworld, a woman who once crawled out of the purgatory under the underworld hall. No matter how weak she is, this is still her territory.

Ning Xiaoling also focuses on his mind.

She stares at Mu Lingtong.

The last wisp of spirit in the wood spirit pupil is suspended, just like the shadow of a feather snake.

Ning Xiaoling's body was slightly heavy, and his hand pressed the scabbard around his waist.

It was an ordinary bamboo scabbard. Even when she came all the way, the master didn't find it strange.

In the slender scabbard, a dark and slender knife was drawn out slowly.

Mu Ling's eyes narrowed.

Even if she couldn't believe it, she recognized the knife at a glance.

"Tea?" Mu Lingtong's voice is cold.

Ning Xiaoling doesn't care about the origin of this Dao. In short, it's a good Dao that is easy to use and close to her. At the beginning, Linggu Dabi not only helped her as a guide, but also used it to chop off the head of the feather snake, which is not named Qu Wu.

Mu Lingtong felt a sense of despair.

She is not without a backhand, but despair of the little girl's chance.

At the beginning, when Qu Wu was killed, he looked at Ning Xiaoling and thought the same way.

Adversity is not terrible. What is terrible is the desperate situation in which fate is not there.

Many years ago, when Mu Lingtong fell here, she crawled out of that terrible purgatory relying on many coincidences and luck, as well as her great perseverance. Before she fainted, she finally got the approval of the hell hall and became emperor. Now, it seems that the subject and the object are going to be reversed.

Ning Xiaoling doesn't have too many ideas. Her broken blade points directly at the last spirit of Mu Lingtong.

Instead of using the sabre technique of those little Jasper, she directly relied on her intuition, holding the sabre in both hands, shrinking to an inch, and slashing down one step at a time. The radian of the sabre light clearly lit up, and she almost oppressed the weight of her whole body.

Mu Lingtong will not lead his neck to kill.

Ning Xiaoling's blood red sword light lit up her spirit, but she was engulfed by a kind of darkness.

That darkness comes from feathers.

Countless feathers.

That's the wing of a feather snake.

All the feathers are like butterflies flying in the air. They stick to the blade and absorb the light of the blade. The spirit of Mu Lingtong rushes out of the spirit, and her spirit rushes towards the hall.

As soon as Ning Xiaoling's hand sank, she clenched her teeth. As soon as her hand turned, the blade vibrated, and the darkness fell like rust.

Fish king raised his head, looking to the direction of the disappearance of the wood Ling pupil.

The temple of the underworld was dark.

Then, outside the hall, there seemed to be countless eggshells broken, and huge shadows swam. The king of fish felt the chilly cold on his back. He rushed forward and fled to Ning Xiaoling's back.

Outside the hall, many souls of feather snakes hanging in the dark swam out.

They are pieced together by ghosts. The realm is not high, but it is like a thousand troops.

Above the hall of hell, the last wisp of spirit of Mu Lingtong lives in the skin bag of a feather snake. It also falls vertically like lightning. The snow-white scales open and close, and the sound is like the sound of steel.

Mu Lingtong wants to crush the ghost of thousands of feather snakes in front of the throne.

No matter how high the girl's level is, if she doesn't know the right way, it's impossible to kill so many feather snakes.

Then, Mu Lingtong's last hope was shattered.

She looked at Ning Xiaoling calmly holding the knife and changed a strange sword move.

There's no way she's going to admit it wrong.

This is the starting style of the sword that she created with xuanchi to deal with the feather snake.

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The war in luoshulou has subsided.

In the valley of God crack, tianzang lost his heart.

All the minerals it had stolen from the star had been returned, and its body began to swell.

The density of Dragon Rock armour is originally gathered by the heart of God, which is beyond the limit of the original rules of the star. At this moment, the heart of God leaves, and the final power dies out. In its huge body, the density of rock collapses, keeps expanding, and returns to the original size.

Seeing that tianzang's corpse was about to turn into a towering mountain, Ning Changjiu and his three quickly spread their body method and crossed tianzang's expanding body.

After crossing the peak, in a short time, the ancient god's body almost turned into the most continuous mountain in the world, occupying the position of the former Luoshu tower. Surrounded by the God tower in the center, only two storeys like a spire were exposed. Tianzang's body trapped in the ground kept expanding, which stretched the ground into a huge rift valley.

Looking at the change of tianzang's body after his death, Ning said with emotion: "in ancient times, there was a saying that the body of a God turned into a mountain and river after his death. Now it seems that it's not an exaggeration."

"Well, it used to be said that after the death of the candle dragon, it turned into wind and fire between heaven and earth, and after the death of Xuanze, it turned into angry waves on the sea." Siming nodded and said, "now it's a huge mine. Luoshulou has no owner. In the future, people from all walks of life in China will flock to it. If the stones here are broken down and refined, hundreds of thousands of real magic weapons can be made."

Lu Qijia was not interested in these ancient myths. She worried: "we're going to the ancient lingzong. Can we wait for us for at least a month

"It's too late." Ning Changjiu sighed, "but I will go."

Simang said: "I have the power of the king of hell... I don't think the chance of that little girl is worse than you. Don't worry too much."

"I hope so." Ning long has no confidence.

Lu Jiaqu comforted him in a soft voice: "Xiaoling is a little fox. She should have nine lives."

"Fox?" Simang was puzzled.

Ning Changjiu said: "the first spirit of the young is fox."

Simanglue pondered and said, "you go to gulingzong first. I'll chase you later. If you encounter danger on the way, just wait for me."

"Where are you going?" Ning Changchang asked.

Simang said: "through the peak."

"Through the mountain?" Ning long some familiar, who seems to have heard mentioned.

Siming didn't explain much. She said with a smile, "don't worry, I won't run away. Although the master is a little hateful, the master's mother is still very lovely."

Lu can't help but think of the days when she bullied her in Luoshu world. If there were not more important things at the moment, she would settle accounts with Siming here.

She glared at simang.

Siming looked at her beautiful face. Before leaving, he couldn't help holding out his hand and hugging her.

Lu's look softened a lot, and she pasted it.

They held each other for a while.

The master told him in a low voice: "the demon Dan that you swallow in the book of Lun is not really spiritual. It is indeed one of the essence of the spiritual cohesion of Luosi, which is very beneficial to the stability of your spiritual realm and the enhancement of your mental strength."

Lu Jiajia listened to her advice, warm in heart, nodded: "I will not slack."

Siming said with a smile, "that's right. After all, your husband always urges you."

Speaking of this, Siming's eyes curled up, and he could not help thinking of Lu Jiajia's appearance of kneeling on the ground to admit her mistake for a long time. Siming learned her tone, approached her ear, and said: "Xu Shi's husband hasn't forged his sword for a long time, so his heart of the sword is not clear enough. In the future, don't slack off. He used to flog his wife at that time... Ah."

Simang snorted softly. Her body was slightly bent, and her face covered with silver hair was mixed with pain and joy.

Ning long looked at her like this and thought that he wanted to cheat again. He raised his hand and said to Lu Jiajia: "I didn't do anything to get married. Don't be cheated by this monster again."

Lu's eyes flowed and said, "I did it."

"I'd rather be silent for a long time.

Simang begged for mercy in a sad voice. Lu Jiajia rubbed her silver hair. She gently pointed her finger on her eyebrow and said, "this matter can't be mentioned any more."

Simang had no choice but to agree. He thought that if she didn't stay on one side for a long time, she would be forced to teach Lu a lesson.

This couple is really their own nemesis.

Lu Jiajia looks at simang's beautiful face. Although she is angry at her teasing, she has more respect in her heart. They talk in a low voice and then say goodbye.

Simang went to the direction of Tongjie peak.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiayu go to the ancient lingzong.

Ning Changchang said, "if you take a detour, you will have to wait another half a month to reach gulingzong."

"It can't be delayed." Lu said.

Ning Changjiu said: "this trip needs to pass the huandian sect."

Lu said: "I'm still a little short of the five roads. My sister Siming also asked me to sharpen my life."

Ning Changjiu said: "in the case of luoshulou, dianhuanzong was also an accomplice. If they had not killed xianlou, we would not have been trapped in the sea for so long."

Lu Jia looked firm and said, "then kill it."

Rather long nod.

Outside the huge peak of luoshulou, the snow-white sword shadow wrapped with brilliant fire, cut across the sky, and went parallel to the direction of the ancient lingzong.

The first group of people they met were not monks of dianhuan sect, but came from another organization, killing Wangting.

Behind the collars covered by their hair, there is a red pattern, which is the logo of Wangting.

This is a mysterious organization active in Middle Earth. Many monks were killed in their hands without any sound. Those who wanted to take revenge for the destruction and killing of the king's court finally lost their news. The killer organization is deeply intertwined, and several of its sword masters are even more unfathomable.

Wang Ting even made a cruel remark to the sea state, and wanted to take the most beautiful dragon mother away to be Wang Ting's first lady.

In the luoshulou incident, the most powerful killer of the killing court also came out.

They get a list, and then guard in a fixed place outside the Luoshu building. As long as the figures on the list appear, the killing court has the obligation to kill them.

But they don't know that the biggest backer behind them, luoshulou, one of the fourth floors of Zhongtu, has been destroyed.

Shenlou stands for thousands of years and collapses overnight. No one will believe it.

When Wang Ting's killers are out to kill the two rainbow shadows in the sky, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia don't explain anything. They just collide with each other with sword shadows.

The killer lurking on the cliff entered the purple court many years ago, and was praised as one of the sword masters by the killing king. In these years, he once killed a strong enemy over several floors. He is a legendary person in the royal court. The sword wound of the person killed by him is always behind him.

But in recent years, he has felt that his strength has reached a bottleneck. He felt that he needed to kill in another way. He wanted to break through himself and cut off the enemy's head in the front.

When Bai Hong comes from Luo bookstore, his long lost blood is aroused.

He knew that it must be the fugitive who was expelled by the owner of Luoshu.

The killer came out of the shadow. What he was holding was not a sword, but a big knife. The spirit power poured into the broadsword, and the blade was as dazzling as the sun, venting the atmosphere of justice and brightness.

It's something he's never had.

Ning long stares at the person blocking the road, and his figure rushes away. As soon as his empty hand is waved, the wind around him will pour into his empty palm. The golden crow in his body will hiss, and the sunlight will gather towards him, splashing on the sword condensed by the long wind, and splashing into a bright light.

Ning Changru holds an Epee, cleaves to the air, and the sword cuts through the air. It is the blade condensed by the wind, which instantly releases the mountain tsunami like wind. The violent wind is like the emperor's fury. With his back to the sun, he is like a god falling from the sun with his sword.

The assassin raised his head, and he was shocked to find that the light on his blade was instantly taken away by the other side, and was eclipsed.

Years of experience as a killer made him suppress his fear. He saw each other's key point, held his sword like a knife, and cut it down.

But Ning Long's sword is too fast. The wind sword blows away the killing intention of the opponent's blade. The sword's Qi is like a sharp edge, cutting through the red charcoal fire, and the falling Mars fly in a string in the strong wind.

The wind sword is wrapped in the fire which is broken like fireworks.

Ning long shadow did not stay, continue to move forward.

The assassin stood there, his head cut off.

He went into the light for the first time and stayed in it forever.

On the other hand, Lu's marriage has also received the sword.

Another sword owner's body fell behind her.

In the world of Luoshu, simang is almost critical of her training. If she is careless, she will be admonished, which has great psychological pressure. So at the moment, even if the sword master was only three floors lower than himself, his sword was full of flaws in her eyes, which was enough to kill in a flash.

Xueshang flies out of the cliff, facing the strong wind, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia rush to the encirclement set by the killing court.

This is the last lament of the luoshulou forces.

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The mountains are connected with the ancient city, one after another. The smell of killing collides with each other from time to time. Each eruption is enough to melt the ice and snow on the whole peak.

Those are all interceptions from outside the Luoshu building.

This is Luo cangsu's preparation in advance. Now they are guarding outside the Luo library. They don't know the news that Luo cangsu is dead. They are still waiting to become ministers to serve the real king in the future.

Ning Changjiu's sword is faster and faster, and Lu Jiajia's moves are more and more perfect. They no longer pursue any sword moves, but they follow the way of one strike and one kill. But this is different from the one strike and one kill in Tianyu sword Sutra. That kind of move is mostly used in adversity, and now they use it when their spirit and realm are crushed.

The remains of a killer fell to the peak and buried the sea of clouds.

After passing five peaks and four cities, the killing King's court did not dare to stop it.

The real master of Wang Ting's sword is in the cottage on the hillside. He is a strong man with half a step and five ways. He is confident to kill them, but he didn't make a sword in the end.

After they had gone, he took out his sword and thrust it into his arm.

How many injuries, there will always be an account

We'd better leave these thorny people to Dian Huan Zong. There are two great monks of five realms in Dian Huan Zong. They are the cave elders living in xuanming mountain.

How can those two monks be the real opponents of the five realms even though they have already half stepped into the five realms?

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The sword array of Sha Xian Lou has been activated.

Dian Huan Zong's mountain and sea plate, the two white light in the mountain and sea plate is drawn into a slender line.

The sword array of Sha Xian Lou aims at the source of the two sword lights.

The immortal killing building has not yet entered the field of vision, but Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia have already felt the huge opportunity of killing.

This kind of killing machine is like a hare passing through the vegetation, suddenly sensing the arrow aiming at itself in the wind and snow. Although the arrow has not been vibrated, the intention of killing has been linked to the heart, as if as long as the arrow goes out, the heart will be pierced and burst by the iron arrow.

The invisible sword array has moved.

Rather long and land married in the air at a glance, body suddenly sink.

Golden black flies to break eyebrow eye, sent out grand and dazzling light.

On the mountain and sea plate, the golden light also lights up, which interferes with the judgment of Sha Xian Lou.

The old man in charge of shaxianlou frowned. He stroked his beard and pointed out his old fingers to the sand table. The golden light covered his fingers.

In the invisible world, a huge sword fell from the sky and hit the center of the golden light.

Boom!

The explosive ring of air suddenly diffuses.

In the golden light, a huge palm stretched out, directly pinched the sword that fell in the air, and suddenly crushed it.

That's Shura's hand.

His body was covered with golden light. Shura's huge palm was the size of a house. It ran through the brilliance and hit the swords like rain.

In Ning Changchang's mind, Qiu Ziguan's flying sword and Li Heyun's Dragon chopping sword are flashing in the sea of knowledge at the same time. Luoshu is fake, but history is real. The five top swords are intended to stir in mind. The Taoist methods that were built in the past and buried in the memory have also been excavated, all of which have turned into flying sword shadows.

Luo Bookstore walking in the collapse of the chaotic world, at any time may be dead, the road to eliminate the depression, at the moment all released.

The darkness of shaxianlou is like a dark cloud. Before the darkness comes, the arc of the sword has split out under the open wings of Jinwu.

The old man no longer hesitated. He could feel that these two reckless and arrogant people were about to crash into the building.

The sword will pour out like ten thousand arrows.

The dark shadow of the sword oppresses the upper pupil.

But there is no darkness that cannot be broken.

Ning Changchang took the body of Shura to protect his body and rushed away with ten different swords. At the same time, the power of time unfolded, and the speed of arrow falling was full.

Lu Jiajia has already made preparations. She is far away from the influence of time and power. She can be regarded as a magic weapon of sword spirit. This eroding force is like the rust that steel can't escape, and the sword Qi is eroded and reversed by large areas.

Lu Jianing stands in the air, with one hand in front of the eyebrow and one hand under the palm. Absorbing the essence of Luo's book, the sea became more and more widely praised, and the shadow of the sky was reflected in it.

The woman's hair comes first, and Xueshang goes up against the sky with the sword Qi like insect shadow. Instead, she smashes at Shaxian building.

For the first time, this building, which claims to be able to kill any practitioner in the purple court realm, encountered such a huge obstacle.

Lu Jia flew over the snow cliff suspension bridge with his sword, and the monks guarding the suspension bridge gave way one after another.

The snow on the cliff was chopped up in an instant.

The sword rain fell and washed the whole building.

Shanhaipan is broken and shaxianlou is paralyzed. Lu Jia stands on the top of the building and confronts the monks who come from all directions. Those monks still don't understand why these two lunatics dare to break into the sect. Not to mention that dianhuan sect is one of the eight God sects in the world. What's more, they rely on the invincible luoshulou... When Lu Jiajia stood up with a sword, Ning, who was dressed in white and had Shura Dharma on his back, had already broken into the building for a long time. The broken mountain and sea are cut in two. The old man's gray hair was chopped up by the indomitable sword. Outside, the cave of xuanming mountain vibrates violently. The door of the cave opened slowly, and a loud voice came out: "who dares to rush into the mountain without authorization?" The snow all over the mountain fell. The horned deer comes out of the snow, and the white crane comes from the pine. In the deep cave, the figures of two old men are outlined. They are all in the five ways. The innate spirits of deer and crane are almost perfect“ Xuanming mountain Simang, who came back from robbing the peak, was also in the field of Dian Huan Zong. She was as red as snow. Her ink clothes and silver hair were as usual, but it was like cold weather. There was a pair of fox's soft and beautiful skin around her neck“ There is an old friend. " Si Ming said so, stepping on the snow（ Thank you for the great Xia who came here for the sword! Thank you for your support!)