Beyond the Divine States

Everything between heaven and earth at this moment into a wonderful state, even if Ning long pointed out the figure, it seems to be static down.

Ning Xiaoling also fell into this strange calm. She knew that it was false. Ning had not been static for a long time. The finger, which contained the true meaning of Taoism, was still pushing towards herself.

Just like the white fox's girl Demon power soars again, she fiercely punches against the space in all directions, the fist is too fast, brings out a series of disappearing shadows, and protects her whole body imperceptibly.

She can't confirm the location of Ning Chang's real arrival, so she can only use this stupid method, but she doesn't care, because he knows that Ning Chang's current state can't last too long.

On the ground, the gold threads condensed from the Dharma array suddenly floated like mountains, and the gold threads were like water, a little bit over her feet, climbing towards her whole body.

Ning Xiaoling forced to endure the pain of tearing her ankle. Her lower body suddenly twisted, and the gold thread cut into her skin, but the oozing demon blood turned into fire and began to burn along the gold thread.

Under the demon fire, those tough gold threads soon turned to ashes. Ning Xiaoling's body finally pulled out from the ground. Her Demon power surged and quickly repaired the ankle injury. At the same time, a pair of snow-white eyes keenly scanned around, looking for all the abnormal spiritual power fluctuations.

In fact, Ning hasn't disappeared for a long time. It's just that the quietness is too calm. It seems that he is just a grass, a piece of dust, a ray of moonlight from afar. However, this calmness is the dust in Ning Xiaoling's impetuous mind, such as the leaves that block her eyes, which makes her have a brief illusion.

When this finger appeared again, it was a word "sit" between the fingers.

Finally

Ning Xiaoling's heart moves. Her fists are burning like a meteor. The lingering shadows around her are now disappearing, turning into sharp Demon power.

She wanted to kill him with a crushing blow from the realm.

But after that fist, Ning Xiaoling's pupils contracted slightly.

The fist didn't touch the essence. The mighty demon force directly hit the array. The golden thread was dim and it was hard to attack for a moment. However, behind Ning Xiaoling's head, a snow-white finger poked out and directly lit it.

That's the real word "sit.".

Word point, Ning Xiaoling's brain suddenly empty, her legs, unexpectedly have a kind of irrepressible, want to cross knee meditation impulse.

The next word is "forget".

Forget the word point fall, dead word first, heart word followed.

Ning Xiaoling subconsciously drives the phantom like fox tail to fight back like a big wave. Ning Changjiu's figure has retreated. His ten fingers are blooming, and there are thousands of changing shadows. In the meantime, there are laws, Taofu and Daojian, which are all protected in front of him to break up the fierce demon power.

The Zhai characters were smashed before they came out.

But Ning Xiaoling did not pursue further. After the word "forget" entered her sea of knowledge, her snow-white eyes suddenly became extremely empty, and her pretty and cold face showed the color of struggle and confusion.

It's ungrateful and unforgettable.

She looked at the young man in front of her. TANKOU opened slightly. Her voice trembled and said, "senior... Elder martial brother?"

Then, the consciousness was occupied by the moment, and her voice was cold: "go to die."

Holding her head, she let out a long shrill scream, as if to crush the word Ningchang directly into the sea of knowledge.

Ning long fingers a hook, those ups and downs of gold like a giant net cover, each is a sharp and sharp dagger blade.

Ning Xiaoling resisted the invasion of consciousness in the sea of knowledge, while relying on her instinct, she exuded violent Demon power.

At the moment, she is like a great lake breaking its levee. The demonic force is surging. Those golden threads are nets immersed in the water. They rise and fall in the wave of demonic force and cannot be approached.

This dharma array was laid by Ning long, who spent a lot of effort in these days, for today's sake.

Now, in less than a quarter of an hour, he will be shocked by Ning Xiaoling's Demon power and lose all his aura.

Ning Xiaoling's head is down, her black hair moves without wind. She is dancing wildly with those dark golden threads. She raises her head and utters a clear roar. The lost color in her eyes is as clear as the dust washed away by the running water.

All the gold threads were torn to pieces in an instant, and the surrounding quietness was also broken at this moment. The Demon power was like thunder rolling on the ground, and the wind was like clouds spreading around. The land was like being ploughed by hundreds of cattle. It was broken. The dust and grass were rolled up by the wind again, and even the moonlight that fell here was slightly distorted.

Rather than waste spiritual power to protect the body for a long time, the originally spotless white clothes soon covered with dust.

Ning Xiaoling looks at his clothes and smiles with satisfaction. She is disgusted with all the beauty in the world. Especially when she sees Ning Changchang's face, her heart will stir up great anger.

She wanted to tear up the calm face, cut off his hands and feet, and then cut a thousand pieces with Demon power. She wanted to see if he could keep this disgusting calm when he really faced death.

Her eyes are getting whiter and whiter, reflecting Ning Changjiu's figure. The young man stares at her bloodthirsty and cruel face, confiscates all the superfluous emotions in the heart of Tao. He points out again and draws empty pictures in the air, which means "calm and quiet". This time, he was silent, but he drew quickly with his fingers“ It's troublesome. " Ning Xiaoling coldly said a, vertical palm wave arm, cut out a thunder, boom to Ning long position. The thunder blasted the courtyard behind her. Among the stones, Ning Xiaoling's fists came again. She was only 14 years old, but the power of her body seemed to break the back of the beast. With a roar, her long hair was blown backward by the back attack. But the blow fell into the void again. Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows are almost touching each other. She stares at the pit in front of her eyes and gnashes her teeth. She clearly has enough strength to crush her opponent, but her every thunderous fist is like hitting on the soft cotton. The opponent's moves are full of negative and harmful moves, or she doesn't know what means to avoid without fighting, which makes her have no chance to directly fight against the positive force. The girl's Fox Tail swings like a flame in the gale. She looked around, but a pair of demon eyes could not catch Ning Long's trace, as if he had evaporated out of thin air. Ning Xiaoling sneered and said with a cruel smile, "since you want to play hide and seek with me, I'll crush other mole ants first." The voice just falls, the void behind her splits open, a long hand with distinct bone knot protrudes from it. Ning Xiaoling's ears fretted. At the moment when the void split, she suddenly turned back and punched out. The hand caught her fist. His hands were steady, not a drop splashed when he made tea, and even more neat when he tied bandages. At the moment, even if the fist was fierce, he still caught it steadily. Only with this punch, he knocked out his little half spirit power. Ning long dull hum a, another hand and point out, lightning like touch her brow. Ning Xiaoling's moment of looking back, just hit this point. The girl's snow-white eyes suddenly darkened, and she could see the pale color of her pupils. That pair of eyes once again revealed a little confused, rather long deep breath, fingers a twist, want to cross into more aura. But Ning Xiaoling's gray pupil, which was exposed, suddenly became a line, like a snake's pupil. Ning Changchang's heart is one Lin, glimpses the young girl's mouth corner, I don't know when to evoke a Yin swish smile, when he wants to withdraw, she suddenly raises her hand to lift up, while opening the hand that grabs his right fist, bumping into the acupoint of his other hand, and then catching it with her backhand“ I got you Ning Xiaoling's previous coldness faded, and she began to smile, just like a real fox demon. This is Ning Changchang's reward! Thank you for your support ~)