Beyond the Divine States

The temple of the underworld is like an island made of stones in the dark sea. The hell hall is surrounded by endless abysses.

Ning Xiaoling fell into the abyss.

She always holds the sacred tea, or the sacred tea holds her hand, covering her rainbow light, like a piece of armor connected with a blade, and the ghost of the feather snake can be easily solved.

But thousands of souls swept by the body like a tide, and it was hard to resist. They are roaring knives in the spiritual world, cutting the sea of spirit into fragmented wounds.

Ning Xiaoling's consciousness is invaded by the darkness. Her figure is like a piece of snow blown by the strong wind. She is very lonely.

Ning Xiaoling bit her teeth and tried to poke out the blade.

At the other end of the blade, the ghost of Mu Lingtong was pierced, which also made a scream of heartbreaking, and her last spirit was slowly dispelled in the red light of the tea.

The fish king held the pillar of the temple of hell, but its body was too small to hold it with open hands. In front of the poem and diary in the line of sight rotation, it was picked down from the column by the wind, followed by falling into the abyss.

……

This is what Ning Xiaoling and Yuwang did for this reason.

But in the real hall, the beautiful corpse of the dragon mother is still sitting on the throne, silent as a frozen beauty.

Ning Xiaoling holds the tea and lays it on her knees. She sat in front of the first stage in front of the throne. Her white skirt was quietly draped over her ankles, revealing a section of white and tender legs. Her delicate eyelashes were slightly curled, not trembling at all. She was also as quiet as ice.

Fish king is lying under the pillar, the above poetry is still engraved beautiful, or upright or scribble handwriting, just like an eye.

Where is the abyss behind the temple?

It turns out that at the beginning of the previous battle symbolizing death, all their experiences were drawn into the spiritual world. Just like the world of Luoshu, they are in the sea of spirit.

When King Ming was alive, he was the strongest one in spirit.

The body cannot return to the sea of death, only the spirit can return. The carrier of spirit is the so-called soul.

Before the underworld was broken, the spirits of all the people who had passed away were wandering in the sea of stars forever.

They would have been brought back by the king of the underworld, named the star of the underworld, and lived forever in that world.

This is what Mingjun said in his long poem: "from now on, the darkness will not be lonely any more.".

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Now in the broken spirit sea, Mu Lingtong died on the blade and returned to the spirit sea. Ning Xiaoling's spirit also fell into the dark sea called "Purgatory".

At the moment, Ning Xiaoling's state is "out of body".

The longer you leave the body, the weaker the connection between the soul and the body. When the spirit and the body are completely separated, the soul of Ning Xiaoling will never be able to return to his body.

In purgatory, misfortune came and turned the world upside down.

Her face is quiet, like a lonely watcher, waiting for someone to wake her up.

……

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In Dian Huan Zong, this earth shaking battle has broken through three peaks, and even broke most of the cave gates of horned deer and white crane.

Bai He, who fought against simang, fell into a bad situation when simang cut down the mountain and sea. After simang's fierce pursuit, he was too tired to fight back.

When simang waved it, she was surrounded by snow, and ten thousand swords were crystal clear. She pursued Baihe Zhenjun among several big peaks, and her figure was more light than crane.

The powers of the five realms collide ceaselessly, the space is broken down, and the void is cracked. Their figures shuttle between the void and the reality, and there is no piece of snow that can fall on them.

Now in the middle of winter, snow and wind all over the mountain, this should be the best time to release Baihe Zhenjun.

But he found that the other side in their own ice is not affected, leisurely still.

How could it be

No matter what, the real king of white crane couldn't understand. Even if Luo Cang stayed with his relatives and exerted the power of eternal night, I'm afraid he couldn't do it?

In addition to the spiritual power and the improvement of the Tao realm, the greatest reliance of the five Tao on the purple court is power. And his power was abruptly abolished

Even though he is tough, this kind of unexpected attack is still an indelible shadow in his mood.

"Don't you draw your sword yet?" Si Ming asked coldly.

In front of Baihe Zhenjun, the figure of simang suddenly appears in the empty snow. Her appearance is ethereal and mysterious, without any sense of abruptness, just like a plum sticking out in the snow. She holds a sword and smashes it down again with snow all over the sky.

The white crane's true king's robe sleeve is a piece, the frozen field freezes all around, his body shape turns into a crane, and drills into the broken void in front of his eyes.

Siming shook his head gently.

The time that the ice slows down is easily reversed by her.

The snow, like a mountain and a tsunami, smashed into the void.

The figure of the real king of the white crane, who escaped from the sky, was smashed out abruptly. The figure of simang was like electricity and floating feather. The jade finger came through the snow and pointed directly at the crane's forehead.

Baihe Zhenjun was knocked out of balance by the previous sword.

The finger is like the night. The white crane really can't see anything. There is only a crane's skeleton in front of him - that skeleton is his own!

His eyes seemed to cross the river of time and saw his own death.

The horror of death is heartbreaking.

He turned the man from the crane and drew out the reed flower from his skirt.

The reed flowers are like snow.

Under the cover of the snow, the white crane turned into a crane again. His body took the initiative to break up, and the body made of feathers spread out, turning into a real goose feather snow, blending with the snow of heaven and earth.

His figure disappeared.

This is Baihe Zhenjun's evasion method of pressing the bottom of the box. It costs a lot every time he uses it, but he is confident that even in the same environment, he still can't find it.

Simang unfolded his divine consciousness, but he did not see him in the sea of consciousness.

The ability of pressing the bottom of the box in five realms is really extraordinary.

She didn't bother to search every inch of land, and her figure turned into streamer, flashing to the cave of xuanming mountain.

No matter what means the other side uses, it is this cave that will escape at last. She just keeps the door open.

White crane real king hidden in the wind and snow, have a body dare not appear, have a house can't return.

Siming looked at another battlefield.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia joined hands to make swords. Their tacit understanding is already high, and their swordsmanship is also familiar with each other. Therefore, their cooperation is almost seamless. Although the "destruction" of the horned deer shows all their flaws, they cooperate with each other and make up for each other, forming a defense that is difficult to break.

Siming looked at the sword and nodded gently.

Well, the sword moves and the sword will have been perfectly integrated, and the talent is really good. Of course, I'd better train myself properly.

It's just that Siming was always displeased when he saw that they cooperated so well.

Although she was planted with the slave pattern by Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia, the original design of the slave pattern was only based on the oppression of the slave owners. As long as the other side still had resistance or complaints, they used the slave pattern to make them submit.

This is a kind of oppression of personality inequality.

But rather than being oppressed and enslaved, they are on guard.

Simang was dissatisfied with this, but she had to admit that their guard was right. If she didn't have this slave pattern, her revenge would have really begun... Thinking of Lu Jiajia, such a lovely and pretentious fairy, being bullied by herself

Like this, the corner of her lips could not help but slightly raised.

As for Ning Changjiu

Siming's eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn't tell her feelings for him, let alone what kind of person he was... Let's call him human.

In a word, in her eyes, all the fairies in the eyes of foreigners are her private things.

She wanted to take them in as her own private possession.

This is also the reason why she was upset when she saw their tacit understanding as one.

Of course, if this evil idea is known by Ning Changjiu and Lu Qijia, she will inevitably be bullied together again.

"Hum, when I bullied myself, I was awe inspiring. Now I've met an outsider. It's so hard to fight... It's a shame." Simang snorted bitterly.

The white crane really gentleman conceals not to come out, she then stands in front of the cave, a sword chopped to the angle deer really gentleman.

The real king of horned deer was shocked and looked at the place where his intention of killing suddenly rose.

Wind and snow come from the sword.

The sword pierces into the field of destruction.

The cornered deer's pupils contracted suddenly.

"No flaws? How is that possible? " The horned deer screamed out in disbelief.

Simang hummed coldly, and the mind God was perfect in the world. Even Nu Wen Du, um... Follows the beauty of symmetry. Where can you know the depth?

The horned deer was forced to straighten its right sleeve and pulled out the plum blossom with its branches as iron as iron.

This is his magic weapon.

Siming stared at the plum blossom and said, "it's a sika deer."

The horned deer was furious in his eyes.

Siming's remark seems to be a joke, but in fact it directly points out the source of his power.

He was originally a sika deer, but in order to fit the power of destruction, he took off all the plum blossoms.

Imperfection is damage.

Only when you hurt yourself first can you hurt others again.

It's one of his biggest secrets. What is the origin of this woman? Which big country didn't suppress the demons under the capital?

The wind and snow sword stabbed by simang was full of countless plum blossoms in an instant.

Hongmei disassembles the sword into snow.

Snowflakes are falling.

But at the same time, the long-term Shura Dharma is also coming like a mountain. Antler Zhenjun is distracted to deal with simang. He is hit by Shura's golden fist and runs into the cliff at high speed.

The moment Shura's Dharma body moves, Ning Changjiu points his sword.

The sword roared with cold light, and the falling point was exactly where his figure fell.

The sword is unstoppable.

In front of the deer king, the red plum blossom is in full bloom, like a brilliant plum forest in the air, blocking the coming of the sword.

Lu Jiajia's snow is like a sword, passing by Ning Changchang's body. On the side of the snow garment, the white shadow is like a peacock's open screen. Every sword is exquisite and clear, like the hand casting of heaven and earth.

The sword shadow dances round on the side of Lu's delicate clothes.

She stood in the air. Every time the circle danced, a sword turned into streamer and shot at the deer king.

Siming no longer looks at the fire from the other side.

When she pointed out the sword, it was no more than the size of a needle awn. During the flight, it kept getting bigger and bigger. By the time it was in front of the horned deer, it was already a big dead epee.

Tired of responding, he roared at the wind and snow and said, "will you watch me die?"

Baihe Zhenjun still did not appear.

The real king of horned deer realized that his breath had disappeared in the emperor huanzong, and knew that he had given up his cave and completely escaped.

Antler is in despair.

He stared at the three and asked, "why on earth did you kill me?"

The most powerful simang said: "since you are a participant in the luoshulou incident, you should bear the consequences."

"Luoshulou..." the real king of horned deer asked: "where are the people in luocangsu?"

Simang said: "don't be paranoid. He is dead and can't save you. Originally, if you told me about your collusion and plot with Luo shulou in every detail, maybe I could consider saving your life. But now... I have no patience to listen. "

He has no time to judge the truth of simang's words. This beautiful woman, who looks like a demon, has appeared in front of him in a trance.

There are countless plum blossoms between them.

This plum blossom is both life and death. It blooms and falls between them, withers and new contradictions blend, forming a mysterious space. Apart from the natural law of flowers blooming and withering, nothing can penetrate.

Siming looked at the plum blossoming and withering again and again. A jade finger fell into the swaying red plum. The jade was crystal clear.

Whether it's rebirth or extinction, this process does not escape the time line after all.

She and the red plum blend into one, feeling its birth and death, and then this feeling with the plum blossom together.

"Don't kill me!" Looking at this jade colored finger, as if looking at the executioner's sword, he was shocked and said, "I'd like to offer you the greatest secret and all the secrets I know about tianzang or other gods that I have accumulated for three hundred years."

Simang doesn't think much of these.

The jade finger pushes forward.

The deer turned into a deer again.

He fell on the edge of the cliff, his snow-white fur covered with blood.

Blood red dot is better than plum blossom.

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"The Lord of dianhuan sect is dead, and the white crane king is dormant and dare not go out. There should be no big obstacles ahead." Siming said, "go to the ancient lingzong first. I'll meet an old friend at the bottom of xuanming peak. I'll come to you later."

"Old friend?" Rather long doubt.

Siming said, "it's said that after the king of the wasteland was killed by the kingdom of God, he was suppressed here. The king of the wasteland was the strongest giant of the wasteland people at the beginning. He was born in the northern wasteland. He knew something about the Dragon finch in the wasteland river. I asked him by the way to prepare for the possible war in the future. "

Ning Changchang's face changed slightly: "the Dragon sparrow in the barren river?"

Siming sneered: "well, I know that one is probably your mother-in-law. But God is merciless and cannot be prevented. "

Ning Changjiu's cold and proud face immediately appeared in his mind... I don't know when he met in his new year, but with the protection of the rosefinch Kingdom, I think it's all right.

Looking at the fox around Siming's neck, Lu Jiajia asked curiously, "what's this for?"

Siming explained: "at that time, a female fox with eight tails turned into a demon who flattered the country, bewitched the emperor of a country, cut the heart of a loyal minister and swallowed it. That heart is the heart of seven skilful. After the fox got this heart, he gave birth to the ninth tail and entered the peak of the five realms. But she seduced and killed good officials, and at the same time caused turbulence in many countries. After all, she failed to escape the killing of the kingdom of God. At that time... A divine official chased and killed nine Tailed Fox to Zhongtu Tongjie peak. Nine Tailed Fox could not escape. She was killed under the peak. Her seven skilful heart was dissected, leaving only a complete skin bag. "

"Seven tips and exquisite heart?" Ning Changjiu immediately thought of the scene when Si Mingbei stabbed Yechu to death: "the God you said is not..."

It seems not stupid... Simang nodded proudly and said: "well, in a word, this pair of Shenhu's body is reserved for Ning Xiaoling. If you have to, when Ning Xiaoling's soul has nothing to return to, you can throw it into this pair of Shenhu's body for a while."

The soul has no return... Rather long looking at the skin bag of nine tail demon fox, the mind dignified ground nodded.

Siming doesn't have deep feelings for Ning Xiaoling. Her green fingertips fall into the fur of the fox, and she caresses the softness of her neck. She thinks that if Ning Xiaoling is really stuffed into the body of the fox at that time, can she always hang around her neck and act as a teacher before she can restore herself

A pair of fox scarf in return for your life-saving kindness or something

Thinking about this, simang, who only wanted to help by the way, added many expectations.

……

Siming followed xuanming mountain all the way down, broke several natural barriers with his strength, and finally cut through the peak and came to the bottom of the mountain.

Huge iron fences crisscross, the fire lights up the dark space, and the gold forbidden charm is scribbled, which is written by the gods.

Simang walked slowly across the cold ground with bare snow feet. Her figure stopped before the iron bars, and suddenly appeared behind the iron bars. This seems to be a very short time, but in fact, it has cracked several immortal forbidden incantations.

She has studied all these immortal incantations, and is the one who tied and untied the bell.

She came to the deepest part of xuanming mountain.

This is where the king of the wilderness was suppressed.

Siming looked at the giant whose body was nailed into the rock wall in the iron prison and said, "wake up."

The king of the wasteland really opened his eyes.

"Who are you?" His words are slow.

Simang said: "no matter who I am, I am your former enemy and now your ally. Give me the stone tablet of Taichu while you are still alive. "

"Why..." The king of the wasteland opened his eyes.

He is a real giant. He is as strong as a tame elephant of the wilderness tribe. The commander is only the size of his palm in front of him.

But even if he has become a prisoner, the breath of life is weak. But she was still in awe of simang.

Simang said: "five hundred years will pass. The sage is not far away from death. After his death, no one can protect you. You are all going to die... I know that one of the seven stone tablets of Taichu is in your hand. It's a letter from a God. "

The king of the wasteland moved his rock like throat: "how can I believe you?"

Siming said: "you should be able to feel that the saint's breath is getting weaker and weaker. After fighting against heaven for so many years, you don't want to die alone and nameless, do you?"

The king of the wasteland was silent.

After a long time, the wasteland king said, "it's a part of me. If it's gone, I'll die."

Simang sighed.

Sure enough

She said faintly, "when will you figure it out and when will I come to you?"

Before she left, the king of the wasteland asked, "will you... Do what we didn't finish?"

Simang's dark figure was hidden in the dark. She said, "it's not decided yet. But as you know, there is no other saint in the world. He didn't do it at that time, which means that the road is dead. "

The voice of the king of the wasteland was slow and heavy: "the saints have tried their best... We are not strong enough."

Simang sighed silently: "it's impossible to break the sky."

The wasteland king was born with divine power, so he could not understand: "the cage is on the top of his head. If the power cannot be broken, what can be broken?"

Simang said, "I don't know."

Know the sea, but there are thunder and cloud.

The snow-white figure, like the clear moon hanging in the sky, reappears again. She can't remember each other's face clearly, but she always remembers the sword - it seems that it's not the sword, nor the small image like mountain and sea, but... The whole moon.

The only fear of a God with "infinite" is instant death.

God was killed in an instant.

This is a scene she will never forget.

That woman... If she was involved in the war 500 years ago... Or did she actually participate?

Simang couldn't help thinking about it.

Before she left, she added to the king of the wilderness, "maybe someone knows the answer."

The king of the wasteland asked, "who are you following now, a goddess like you?"

Siming thinks about Ning Changchang's appearance. Although she is not willing to admit it, she can't cheat herself after all.

She spoke out her intuition.

"What I'm after is destiny."

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On the way to gulingzong, although there were some twists and turns, there was no real danger.

When Siming saw the king of the wasteland, he also wrapped up a fox fur scarf and went to the ancient lingzong together.

She arrived a few days earlier than Ning and Lu.

The ancient lingzong was shrouded by the spirit of the nether world. In the nether world, there is only endless dusk.

Siming broke through the barrier of the nether world and came to the Shenzong in the southeast of Middle Earth.

Ancient lingzong covers a vast area, and there are ten peaks pointing directly to the sky.

Between the big peaks, the cold wind lingers like a sword.

As for her coming, the disaster was detected at the first time.

A black robed patriarch arrived in an instant.

Black to black.

Simang opens his mouth directly and tells Mu Lingtong what happened in luoshulou.

Misfortune was silent for a long time, but the story of luoshulou was even more tortuous than he imagined... He stopped in front of Siming and said: "no matter what, it's a private matter of our family, and no one else can interfere." Simang said coldly, "as the Lord, it's the Lord's duty to sacrifice man Feng?" Disaster calmed down: "you have a high level, but you and I are the same five. Even if we break through the landscape here, we can't tell the outcome. Why is it difficult for me? Are you here to do justice? " Siming said, "don't embarrass you. I've only come to find one person. Hand over that person and I'll leave immediately."“ Who is it? "“ A disciple. "“ Disciple? "“ Well, it's Ning Xiaoling. " I was silent again“ What's the matter? " Siming spoke coldly. "Unfortunately, that disciple is not in the sect now," he said“ Not in Zongzhong? "“ Well Disaster also did not hide, Ning Xiaoling will do something about. Ning Changjiu guessed right, and the little girl really had the power of Ming King... Simang looked around and said: "no wonder the sacrificial array has stopped. It was filled by the little girl's life." Disaster said: "I said, this is a private matter, you trespass my area, is bad rules." Simang felt the breath, looked at the direction of Jiuyou hall, and said, "is the underworld there?" In addition to the black robe of disaster, the murderous spirit overflowed: "it's hard for the ancient lingzong to have peace now. I will never allow you to step into the forbidden area."“ Forbidden area? " Siming's eyes narrowed. Disaster felt the intention of killing, he also pulled out the Youming immortal sword, said: "that is the only place where I live, if anyone can set foot, the ancient lingzong will be removed from the middle land today."“ oh Is that right? " Siming's soft lips were covered with frost silently A few days later, Ning Changjiu arrived with Lu Jia“ You are here at last Siming looked at their tired faces and sighed“ What's the matter? " Ning had a bad feeling for a long time. Si Ming said: "I have found out the general situation. Come with me." Ning Changjiu and Lu Qijia follow her anxiously. All the way. Lu Jia asked: "why is there no one to stop?" Simang said calmly, "now I am the new leader of Guling sect. Of course I can come and go freely."