Beyond the Divine States

The attic collapsed, the long street was broken, and the bricks and stones were immersed for a hundred years. After wind, frost, rain and snow, they finally turned into ruins today.

Two white shadows shuttled through the dust, one in and one out, one in and one out, making the night explode and the rocks pierce the air.

Ning Changchang's white clothes are in tatters, full of gray dust. His spiritual power consumption is huge, and it is difficult to supply the speed of his body. Finally, with a crisp sound, Ning Xiaoling's fist hit him in the back.

With the sound of bone fracture, Ning Changchang snorted and hit his body directly on the ground. He immediately rolled over to avoid another blow.

Ning Xiaoling didn't give him a chance to breathe, but the fist fell to the ground. She directly palmed her body and swept away like a blade. Ning long stepped on the wall to avoid the thunderous sweeping. After stepping on the wall, she jumped down to the position where Ning Xiaoling was.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the eagle like figure and said in a low voice, "seek death."

She didn't flinch at all. She rushed up to meet Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changchang's finger sword was on the tip of her fist. His finger was bent like a flexible iron sword. Ning Changchang pursed his lips, and his finger had to retreat. He clapped it with his other hand.

In the sound of impact, Ning Changjiu was directly thrown out by the dark force of the demon force. After hitting the broken end wall, his figure slipped dozens of feet.

Ning Xiaoling looked at him coldly and said haughtily, "you possessed ghost, after all, you can't compare with me."

Suddenly she took a look at the sky and touched her heart.

She is only a little short of Ziting.

That line seems to be close in front of us, but it's a little less meaningful.

Ning Xiaoling had a feeling that as long as he killed the young man in front of him, he could immediately break the mirror and join the purple court.

There was a weak voice in her heart, making a weak resistance.

Ning Xiaoling sneered and said to herself, "I don't know what magic you have. She knows that you are not her elder martial brother, but she is still protecting you."

Ning Changchang said: "I know that you are planted with demons, but I didn't kill you?"

Ning Xiaoling's eyes were dim and said, "that's your stupidity. I have told you that the fox is the most ungrateful species."

As she spoke, she flashed and hit him on the forehead. Ning Chang drew a rune in front of him in a hurry. The tip of the fist touched the rune, and then the rune broke. Even Ning Chang deliberately avoided, she was still hit on the left shoulder with a straight blow.

His body flew out like a sandbag.

When the body has not yet landed, there is no borrowing point in the air.

Ning Xiaoling seized this opportunity and jumped up. A knife fell on his waist. In the air, their eyes were opposite. The anger and arrogance in Ning Xiaoling's eyes were ignited together. In the pale pupil, Ning Changchang's face was reflected like a mirror.

That face is still calm... Still calm

Every flash of evil thought in her heart was magnified hundreds of times, so the fire between her fingers was more like a machete.

Ning Long's body was knocked to the ground, and the stone bricks on the ground were slightly depressed in the sound of impact.

Ning Xiaoling jumped on it directly.

That's the moment when potential is inevitable. In Ning Xiaoling's eyes, the other party is already a mortal.

But the color of ecstasy in her pupils didn't last long, instead of irritability and rage.

Because behind her, the needle like chill came again. This time, it was more fierce and direct. It seemed that it would run through her body directly. Ning Xiaoling had to retreat for a while, and the original fatal blow was much less powerful.

Ning long body again heavily hit, he wiped a mouthful of blood, hand hidden in the sleeve, as if writing something.

Looking back, Ning Xiaoling saw a woman with a jade crown and a silver hairpin. Her white dress was floating. Now the immortal sword was floating in the air. She stepped on the sword and danced in her clothes.

How to marry?

Ning Xiaoling in the heart a hate, oneself still be rather long entangled too long.

Although the realm she can exert at the moment is higher than that of Lu Qijia, it is not easy to defeat her. Moreover, since she is aware of herself, Zhao xianger should be coming soon.

Although without the blessing of the rosefinch fire burning array, Zhao xianger's realm is no better than immortality, but after all, she killed the old fox with one sword. Among the demons, she was naturally afraid of the little girl who was the best in the city.

Looking at the four tails floating behind her, Lu Jiajia said in a cold voice: "are you possessed?"

Ning Xiaoling said angrily: "you also come to seek death?"

Lu Jiajia takes a look at Ning Changchang. Ning Changchang is in a very bad state at the moment. His whole body's spiritual power is almost consumed. At the moment, his half body is full of blood, and he is extremely embarrassed.

Ning Changjiu explained: "the first spirit of the younger martial sister was the fox. Now she was infected by the demon species of the old fox and occupied her consciousness."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lu asked

Ning Changjiu asked: "in addition to killing her, do you have other ways?"

Lu Jiajia was dumb. After thinking about it, she said, "the congenital spirit and the demon species are integrated. Even if they just split the Xiantian spirit, she will die. What else can she do?"

Ning Changchang said, "help me stop her first."

Lu Jia looked at the girl who was full of evil spirit, sighed and nodded gently.

When Ning Changyu attacked and killed the sword, he vibrated the sword to make her feel and come here quickly.

So she came all the time.

"You're... Bored." Ning Xiaoling closed her eyes and breathed like an arrow. She clenched her fist and climbed to the top in a twinkling of an eye.

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Before the emperor's palace, Lu's wife had already left in a hurry to resist the wind. Zhao xianger and Tang Yu could not travel far enough to resist the wind, and they could not locate the specific location of the demon. They had to wait for Lu's wife to believe in Jianguang.

Tang Yu knelt on the ground and said with regret, "it's all my fault that I didn't tell your highness about it in advance."

Zhao Xiang'er helped her up, her eyes returned to quiet beauty, but there was still a trace of indelible loss in her eyes: "how can everything in this world be expected, there should always be some variables beyond the plan... Maybe this is the big test that my mother really prepared for me."

"Niang Niang..." Tang Yu looks shocked: "Niang Niang is still alive?"

Zhao xianger shook his head: "I don't know, but I always feel that she is watching me from any corner of the world."

Tang Yu dropped her head and said in an astringent voice, "of course, the empress has great powers. Maybe even I'm going to take the place of the young lady in her calculation more than ten years ago."

Zhao Xiang'er frowned, her clear eyes flickered, and she was silent for a while. She said, "do you know?"

Tang Yu nodded gently: "the original miss has always known, right?"

Zhao xianger sighed, apologized and said, "I only saw this in the secret scroll of Qianyu hall a year ago. At that time, I hesitated to tell you. But the file said that when they wanted to kill you who were still babies, Zhao Shisong acquiesced... Now if you kill him and don't know about it all your life, maybe it's the best ending, It's just a mistake. This scene didn't happen after all, either. "

"Zhao Shisong usually treats me very well... As well as his own daughter." Tang Yu's face was in a trance, and tears suddenly fell on his cheek. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul. He said with a sad smile, "I don't know whether I should thank the little Taoist or blame him."

"Little Taoist..." Zhao Xiang'er moved his head, narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, remembering the boy who met him in the general's mansion that day.

About that young man, she only remembered that he was very pretty, as if he didn't know the etiquette

But I didn't expect that his younger martial sister had the fox's spirit, which became the soil for the old fox's reincarnation after death.

Now that the little girl has become a demon, the boy must have become the ghost of his younger martial sister.

I do not know why, she clearly and that young man did not have any intersection, but the heart is a trace of no reason for the loss.

Tang Yu suddenly asked: "Miss, while there is still time, do you want to go to Jiazi hall to get the immortal sword?"

Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and looked dignified: "it's hard to drive that immortal sword to my present state. I can use it to kill the old fox only because it's locked in a cage. If it's fighting outside, I can't hit him with a sword. That's why he doesn't go too far, so I have a chance to send someone to take the sword secretly."

Tang Yu said anxiously, "what can I do? Who else in the city can deal with the monster now? "

Zhao xianger smiles faintly, and the melting moonlight falls on her lips. Her white clothes look thin and lonely under the moonlight. She looks to a certain direction and says: "I never took it seriously, but now it seems that it is today."

"Miss... What are you talking about?"

Zhao xianger didn't explain too much. He just patted her on the shoulder with a smile and said, "I'm good at healing. I won't abandon Zhao."

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The light of the sword shines through the long street.

The figures of Lu Jiajia and Ning Xiaoling are like two bullets that collide and stagger. The two snow-white shadows rise and fall rapidly. The demon awn and the sword light complement each other, and the white moon is lost.

They both have a long life, and even if they fight in a short period of time, it is difficult to produce actual results.

Ning Changjiu wakes up Lu Jiajia with the sound of his sword, and brings her here. It's not for her to defeat or kill Ning Xiaoling. All he needs is a little time.

He breathed a long breath, and the firefly like light between his fingers was drawn into a delicate array in the air.

It's very beautiful, such as the flowers carved from pale jadeite, which will be broken and withered at a touch, but it's this fragile beauty that makes the ancient sense of purity glow.

"Sword lock!" Ning Changjiu suddenly gave a big drink.

Lu Jiajia's heart moved. She had been ready. Her long and narrow sword eyes were suddenly bright. The power of the sword spirit urged her. From the low to the dust debris to the light shadow of the moon, it seemed that she could not get rid of the sword.

Ningxiaoling heart a Lin, to fox tail protection, body back to break away, running to the direction of Ning long. Ning Changjiu had expected that he would shoot out the exquisite array in his hand. In that small array, there was the last point of ningzhuoshui's cultivation, which he refined several times. It was like this little flower. Ning Xiaoling didn't feel the slightest lethality in that array. And this is not a killing battle. Many old practitioners, when they grow old, will pass on their accomplishments to later generations. That's what they use. This is a small array to pass the power. Ning Xiaoling bumped into it, because the spirit power of that array was pure enough, so there was almost no repulsion with Ning Xiaoling's body, and it was directly contained in her body. Seeing this scene, Lu Jiajia was shocked and yelled: "what are you doing?" As soon as she came into her body, she directly integrated into her demon species, so the bottleneck of the long life realm was broken, and Ning Xiaoling entered the purple court realm directly! If you want her to join the purple court, please remember the first domain name of this book: www.shuquge.com . Shuqu Pavilion_ Biquge mobile reading website: m.shuquge.com