Beyond the Divine States

The river that was cut off surged under her feet and was frozen by Zhou Zhenyue's sword.

Liu junzhuo's snow-white upper garment is splashed with smoke and dust. At her left chest, her blood is slowly blooming. Like an embroidered peony, she is lying on the snow.

Beside the shocking duanfeng, two of the strongest women in the pavilion stand on the rocks and ice. Their pupils have been robbed of light by the day like sword.

Because it was still at night, although the light of the sword was far away from here, it was also dazzling.

"How can..." Liu junzhuo whispered to himself, holding half of the withered bamboo sword.

Zhou Zhenyue was the first to react. She didn't say a word. Her eyebrows were sharp, just like a narrow knife.

Click!

The ice under Zhou Zhenyue's feet broke in an instant. She stepped on the river and turned into a rainbow shadow, flying to the East.

Liu junzhuo covers her chest wound. She can't wait for the wound to heal. After a breath, she wants to get up and chase her.

At this time, among the dark peaks, the golden light opened like a pupil, lighting up the night.

"Be careful, elder martial sister!" Liu junzhuo's mind is not good, so she gives a warning.

Zhou Zhenyue also felt an arrow light approaching her.

But she is confident that her body is like electricity, and even the best archer in the world can't shoot herself with all her strength.

But again, things went beyond her expectations.

Blink of an eye, the rapid rotation of the arrow cluster has been coagulated on the dazzling golden light, rushed to the front.

Her body protecting sword idea collides with the arrow Qi, explodes the sparkle like golden awn, and shines her frost like eyebrows like gold silk.

Zhou Zhenyue is far more calm than Liu junzhuo.

She couldn't understand the arrow, but her sword instinctively jumped out and stopped it precisely.

"Break it!" Zhou Zhenyue gave a sharp drink.

Two red flames spread from left to right, turned into crisscross, and chopped at the arrow.

This golden arrow was also destroyed in an instant and turned into pieces. The afterwave of sword Qi cut the mountain below.

Zhou Zhenyue recalled the coming of the arrow. TANKOU opened his mouth gently and spat out a flying sword without handle. It cut through the sky and stabbed the arrow in the direction. The light of the sword was like a thin silver string out of thin air. It was straight enough to pierce anyone's flesh and bones.

The edge of the sword flies away and returns in vain.

Zhou Zhenyue felt more incredible.

How on earth did this arrow shoot in front of you?

Liu junzhuo had already come with them. They exchanged looks. They were all shocked. The imperial sword flew to the east to support the two younger martial brothers.

Between the peaks of Tianhu, there are big waves.

Ning long looked at the cold summit and saw that the two figures were flying to the East. He was relieved, called Jinwu and swallowed the bow. Then he waved a few swords, cut down several bamboo and tied them into rafts.

The arrangement of the sword Pavilion is meticulous. If he uses the spirit power to defend the sword, he will probably be noticed.

The bamboo raft was quickly completed. The river road in front of him was into the estuary, and the water was running towards the direction of Tianhu peak. He sat on the bamboo raft and crossed the river quietly, walking the one close to Liu junzhuo.

Now she had been sent away by simang, and he could pass by without any obstruction.

The river pushed him into the dark peaks, like a leaf of duckweed.

He closed his eyes, but the eyes of Taiyin were always open, watching the situation of Siming, ready to pull the bow at any time.

In the East, the light of dawn has receded.

Under the shadow of darkness, the intention of killing spread at a more terrifying speed.

In the roaring sound, the uncanny mountains burst one by one, and the gravel splashed at a high speed. Each piece was like a killing knife.

The three figures are shuttling among them. The meaning of the sword seems to touch each other with the blade of empty chopping. They sound in the falling rocks, like metal firecrackers.

The third and fourth elder martial brothers lost faster than they thought.

Simang is a real monk at the top of the five paths. Apart from the rare demon kings, Zhenxian, who is qualified to ask her about the sword? At the beginning, the seventh floor owner of luoshulou was directly killed by her on tongjiefeng.

Simang's figure shuttled back and forth with pride and sharpness.

Yu Lei sword in her hand, burst out of unimaginable light, sword edge over the place, the falling stone suddenly fast and then slow, in the disordered balance formed a clever rhyme.

She has fought with the golden winged Mirs and the holy war of the nine spirits. Both of them are old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. They are strong men who stand on the top of the five paths. After seeing the wonderful life and death, how can these swords of the younger generation enter her eyes again?

Si Ming's ice eyes lit up, full of sword Qi. After her robe, the cold moon outlined her hair like ice silk.

The Third Elder martial brother and the fourth elder martial brother are tired of resistance. The rules and pride of the sword Pavilion make them unable to withdraw. However, the sword pressed by simang is like a mountain and a sea, which is stronger than when the elder martial sister trained the sword.

It's only the fourth in the world. Why can you have such a terrible sword?

Siming looked at the sword light coming from afar and gave a smile.

Like the dark night, simang's figure disappeared in an instant.

There, the sword of the Third Elder martial brother was broken in two, the sleeve of the robe was torn, the sword in his body flew upside down, and was hit by the following rocks, and he was defeated.

The fourth elder martial brother was even more miserable. His chest was firm and he got a sword in the field. His figure flew like lightning and fell straight on the top of the mountain.

The sword went into his belly and nailed him to the cliff.

His body cracked, and the cliff behind him collapsed directly, and he fell into the river with his body.

"Younger martial brother!" The Third Elder martial brother gritted his teeth and yelled.

But Siming's sword was forced in front of him again.

The Third Elder martial brother's sword was broken. He frowned and wanted to reach out and lock the sword with his own bone.

Puchi!

The bone failed to lock the sword.

The sword pierced the palm of his hand and shot at his eyebrow.

He couldn't feel the pain, but his pupils shrank suddenly. He had never been close to death. When he tasted the taste for the first time, his fear almost tore the heart of Tao.

At the critical moment, a cold light fell in the air and stopped the sword.

Zhou Zhenyue has arrived, followed by Liu junzhuo.

Liu junzhuo looks at the fourth younger martial brother and the third younger martial brother who are in a mess in the river, and knows that they have lost the ability to fight in a short time.

Liu junzhuo asked herself that it was impossible to defeat the two five strong men in an instant.

Is there such a big gap between the seventh and the fourth in the world?

More dignified than her is Zhou Zhenyue.

Zhou Zhenyue stood in front of the third younger martial brother, grabbed the white sword light in her hand, squeezed it and crushed it.

She stared at the empty and real figure in the air and said coldly, "are you the leader of the ancient lingzong?"

Liu junzhuo also looks at her. The woman with silver hair and black robe enters her eyes. Although she doesn't want to admit it, for the first time, she is amazing.

How can there be such a perfect woman close to the demon

She has boasted that she is the best in the world, but she still feels ashamed in front of simang.

This is not the mood of a decisive battle.

Liu junzhuo knows that his heart of the sword has been in a mess recently. In the fighting of experts, every slight loss of consciousness may cause irreversible effects.

Siming was standing in the air. Around her, countless elements were flowing invisibly around her. Her silver hair was dancing rhythmically, and her eyebrows were dyed with the color of silver, which reflected her cold cheeks into a blade like red cool.

"The people are here at last." Siming looked at the two seriously injured male disciples and the pair of sword Pavilion Shuangshu, light mouth.

Zhou Zhenyue said, "how long would it be better? Where are people? "

Simang threw Yu Lei's sword lightly, and Yu Lei danced around her body. She looked at Zhou Zhenyue and said, "do you want to say that if you give up Ning for a long time, you can spare my life?"

Zhou Zhenyue's face was cold and silent, but the sword like waterfall spread out in layers and turned into a dragon and Phoenix.

Siming reaches out his hand and grasps Yu Lei's sword again. Her momentum rises abruptly. In the sky, the moon suddenly overlaps with her and blooms a faint silver color.

Simang said: "you give way now, I can save your life."

"Speak wild!" When Zhou Zhenyue heard the speech, she took a step. The ancient sword in the scabbard made the lion sing.

Siming listened to the roar of the sword like a lion, and the fierce color appeared in his eyes.

"Sword Pavilion..." simang said coldly, "I'll teach you today. Where is the peak of swordsmanship in the world?"

Like the explosion of the moon, the silver glow spread out in the sky and spread into the boundless sea. The black robe of simang stood out in the silver glow, and her silver hair seemed to be inlaid in the whole sky.

In a moment, the sky changes and everything rushes.

Siming held his sword high. If he put it into the fire, he stuck it on the tip of the sword and pressed it down slowly with her action.

A terrible sense of oppression floated in their hearts.

But they didn't step back.

Holding the handle of the sword, Zhou Zhenyue suddenly pulled the sword out of its sheath. The silver Stegosaurus was rising. She was flying like a dragon, waving her sword to the sky.

Liu junzhuo also abandons distracting thoughts, calms down her heart, and hands out a sword. The sun and moon in the pot unfolds. Standing in the dark, she locks up the Qi of simang and makes a vigorous and resolute sword.

In the long air, the sword battle is on the verge of breaking out, and the flame of sword fire spreads to the sky, burning into gorgeous rosy clouds all over the sky.

Tianhu peak is a famous scenic spot in China. It gets its name because its peak shape is similar to wat. If you climb to the top of the mountain in the daytime and look around, you will have the solemn beauty of the ministers holding wat to reign, which has been praised by countless immortals for having the spirit of emperor.

And now, the mountain tops of these jade wat are broken one by one in the red light.

It seems that in the last years of the imperial court, the officials were speechless, but only the singing girls of Li Zao Hua Ling danced lightly, and the dynasty was crushed by a colorful dress.

The river is full of ups and downs.

I'd rather sit in a lonely boat for a long time and walk along the waves. In the darkness covered by the peaks, I look at the sword fire covering the sky.

The terrible weather unconsciously shrouded the whole world. The huge peaks in the distance were destroyed one by one, and the falling boulders broke into the water to fill the river.

The bamboo raft goes down the river and will cross Yuhu mountain.

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Nanzhou, abyss.

At the beginning, the place where Lu married Jielu practiced was overgrown with weeds, and the wooden man engraved with Ning Changchang's name was rotten. The little flying array on the ground was washed out of shape by the rain.

After a few years, everything here will disappear, only the story will go on.

Today, visitors came to the cottage.

It was a young girl with white hair and white skirt. Her face was very young. Her body was like a condensation of light. Every step she took was eating into the darkness.

Baizang is finally projected into the world.

Standing on the Bank of the abyss, she bent down and picked up a feather.

Crow feather.

"Sin king." Baizang recognized the divinity in the feather.

No one knows the details.

This is also the reason why baizang is cautious.

She will crow feather into the palm of her hand, looking at the plane of the abyss fall, after confirming that no one will disturb themselves, she finally stepped forward.

The falling plane hugs her.

Baizang fell into the abyss of time.

Under her feet is a flat sea of sand.

In the sand sea, countless ghosts are buried deep, and no one dares to look out of the sand at her.

Baizang doesn't look at them.

She walked into the depth of Shiyuan with a gentle step.

The torrent of time washed past her without any influence.

She went one step further and came to the hive like nest.

She looked at these nests and confirmed that its essence was brain - Shiyuan was the head of headless God.

Baizang reaches out to the nest.

The real time in the nest slowly flowed out, struggling to fly to her palm.

These liquid times are the brains of headless gods.

Bai Zang holds "brains" in her hand. She tries to absorb them, but she can't be compatible with them.

Baizang frowned.

"Fufu, leilao, Quanlin, Yuanjun?" Bai Zang named these four names one by one.

Compared with the original judgment of sin Jun, she eliminated a Tianji.

She didn't choose to force it.

She is the God of Baiyin snow palace and the master of the world, but duanjie city is a brand new territory for her.

The most important thing is that many secrets have been forcibly covered up by the unobservable one with authority. If she forcibly explores, she may be attacked by the other side of the world.

But she was not in a hurry.

She has a month to go.

The time was enough for her to find out the secret of duanjie city.

Baizang's toes were lifted lightly, and then he fell down to the exit of Shiyuan.

She looked at the headless image of the crown of God on the wall and stepped out of the light curtain.

At the moment, the city of duanjie is still shrouded in darkness.

In the palace of the king, Shao Xiaoli, dressed in a red dress, sleeps on her elbow. In her dream, she sees countless stars, especially the one in the right position, which is as beautiful as a gem.

At the beginning, Yechu once said her star destiny, and she always remembered:

"When you were born, you had the White Ape Star, the jade rabbit star as the companion star, this is the comet, and the Luoshen star is in the right position."

Luoshenxing

Shao Xiaoli thinks this is his own star.

She reached out to touch it, but the dream suddenly broke.

She opened her eyes and saw the pool water, where the jade branch was hidden, suddenly shining.

"Master..." Shao Xiaoli got up immediately.

In the pool water, the light disappeared strangely.

Her heart a Lin, always feel this jade branch is reminding oneself what.

With intuition, she went up the high building of the king's palace and looked far away.

Suddenly, Shao Xiaoli caught a touch of discordant white.

That... Seems to be a person.

Her heart tightened, and she dodged behind the post.

This kind of fear is familiar to her - two years ago, when she first saw that she was wearing a black robe when she arrived at duanjie City, she had this intuition in her heart.

What's more, when she looked at the white shadow, the figure turned slowly and looked at herself.

The word "there is no doubt that you will die" is engraved in my heart.

……

The sky light of Tianhu mountain went out before dawn.

The battle is still going on.

In the fierce battle with the two elder martial sisters of Jiange, although Siming didn't obviously fall behind, she had no chance to win. In the duel of the five peaks, she never thought of killing each other in Tianhu peak, because she would have to pay a great price.

It's not worth it for her.

The only one she really regarded as her opponent was the swordsman.

"I heard that you were a god of the kingdom of God? The kingdom of God collapsed, so he went into exile? " Zhou Zhenyue opened the edge of the sword and cut it to the other side's throat.

Simang started the power of time. His figure was like a shaking flame, which disappeared in a flash. The next moment, he appeared behind Zhou Zhenyue, holding the sword in his backhand and cutting Sheng Guang to her back.

"Are you still in the mood to inquire about my origin?" Siming asked coldly.

Liu junzhuo's flying sword hits the tip of Siming's sword and flicks it away. Zhou Zhenyue has turned around, and as soon as she thinks about it, she throws it at Siming like a dragon.

Zhou Zhenyue said indifferently: "the one who destroyed your kingdom of God, shouldn't you not know who it is? Now you're going to turn your back on what you're guarding for the tiger? "

Siming regarded the swords as nothing.

When she was punished by God, she was as smart as a giant sword. In the power of time, she was like a white horse passing through a gap, not touching a piece of dust. She even had leisure to hold the dragon's sword light in her backhand and hit the dragon's head with the sword in reverse.

Simang shook the dragon and said, "the Lord of the country has no way. The master God has come down to punish him. He has cut off his head and split his power. What do you know about your shortsightedness?"

Zhou Zhenyue suddenly tightened her eyebrows, waved her hand and set up a sword field to encircle simang.

She said coldly, "those who break faith will not be tolerated by heaven and earth."

Siming is wandering in the sword field. While pushing back Liu junzhuo's sword, she controls Yu Lei and smashes it at Zhou Zhenyue like a meteor.

Siming replied with a sneer: "you have never been in touch with the real way of heaven, but you are infatuated with it. How stupid! You are a human, not a dog in heaven!"

Zhou Zhenyue's eyebrows are cold. She bites her fingers and points them into her eyebrows. The essence of her blood makes her sword "one.".

"I think you're the dog with the broken back!" Liu junzhuo speaks coldly and blocks the moonlight in the sky with one sword. She cooperates with her elder martial sister and wants to lock her up and let her elder martial sister strike her hard with one sword.

Siming turns his head and stares at Liu junzhuo awe inspiring.

"I'm talking to your elder martial sister. When will it be your turn to interrupt?" With a cold chide, simang stretched out his robe and raised it to the sky.

The darkness separated by Liu junzhuo's sword is in her hand, and she throws it at Liu junzhuo.

Under the pressure of heaven, Liu junzhuo couldn't avoid it. He was crushed by the blow and fell towards a mountain.

Zhou Zhenyue's huge sword as big as a boat was born.

Siming looked at the sword and stretched out his finger.

On the robe, the complicated tattoos are reflected again, such as the silver pattern on the black lacquer vase.

"Town In simang's mouth, he ordered to drink out.

The sky and the earth are still, and the huge boat stops in front of us.

But behind her, Liu junzhuo quickly cut away the darkness and made a bright sword light. Instead, he cut at Siming's back.

Simang didn't stop him.

One shot to the south.

Outside the Tianhu mountain, Ning has been in a boat for a long time. On the boat, he once again opened the Yanghuang cangyu bow.

Liu junzhuo, who devoted himself to the battle, didn't notice the arrow in time.

She sealed the sword back.

The sword cut the arrow.

There was still a half of the arrow cutting edge close to the edge, impartial to pierce her chest.

She got another shot.

This shouldn't have been a serious injury.

But she left her back to Siming.

Simang fought back with some sword spirit and gave up to resist the elder martial sister's sword. He suddenly fell down, and his strength was fixed on the tip of his fist. With one blow, he hit Liu junzhuo's Vest without any fancy.

Liu junzhuo turns back and narrowly blocks the blow, but her body is smashed out and directly bumps into a big peak.

The mountain was shattered.

At the same time, Zhou Zhenyue's sword also hit Siming's back.

Siming underestimated the power of this sword. Although her divine robe had removed most of the power of the huge sword, her body still suffered a heavy blow. Her Qi and blood were surging, and her spiritual power was a little stagnant. If she burst out a desperate chase at this moment, I'm afraid she would really be unable to fight.

Fortunately, another golden arrow came.

The golden arrow passed by as if it had kissed her skin.

Zhou Zhenyue, who wanted to take advantage of the victory, was illuminated by the arrow light.

With a loud bang, Zhou Zhenyue smashed the arrow with the intention of sword, but her figure was also blown backward.

On the other side of the mountain, Liu junzhuo steps on the falling boulders, such as stepping on a ladder, and his dusty body pulls out of the mountain.

Her eyes and eyebrows were biting her bloody lips, burning with anger. When she grasped them, the huge stone was a sword, and she followed her figure and slashed to Siming.

Siming didn't face the battle this time. She skilfully avoided the sword and went to the south of Tianhu mountain.

Zhou Zhenyue and Liu junzhuo will never let her go. Together, they catch up with each other, show their swordsmanship and cover the whole night sky.

In the light, sometimes there will be golden arrows flying to attack with tricky and strange angles. The archer obviously knows how to make soft persimmons. Almost every arrow is aimed at Liu junzhuo. These arrows are very powerful. If they are handled carelessly, they may be life-threatening. Liu junzhuo couldn't use his sword with all his strength. His figure was slowed down a lot, and he soon got away from simang. In the pursuit war, the peaks of Tianhu mountain are like firecrackers connected by wires, which are blasted one by one, and the smoke and dust are rising to block out the sun. Zhou Zhenyue and Siming are fighting fiercely in the sky. The two men's Daoism roared in the air, and the momentum was earth shaking. Zhou Zhenyue is worthy of being the first disciple of the sword sage. After she survived the killing intention of simang, she immediately changed her defense to attack, and soon gained the upper hand with the sword moves she had learned. Also at this moment, the end of Tianhu peak, the golden light is pulling out the ground. This is Ning Changjiu's eighth arrow. Zhou Zhenyue's offensive was broken again“ Sword Pavilion, I'm sorry for not accompanying you. " Simang smiles lightly. Before Zhou Zhenyue breaks away the arrow, she draws a circle in front of her body. Round as a sundial. Her figure penetrated into it and disappeared in front of Zhou Zhenyue“ Hard work. " Rather long-term looking at out of thin air appear in the side of the woman, said with a smile. They were surrounded and killed by two women at the top of Wudao. They would rather have been in Wudao for a long time, but their foundation was not stable. Facing the enemy head-on might have risks, but it would drag down the Si Ming. So simang and his plan is that she will support them, and he will cross Chencang secretly and cross Tianhu mountain in one fell swoop. They have been left behind. After Tianhu mountain, it is even more smooth“ It's just a piece of cake. " Simang was on the boat and said, "these two juniors should be used to treating themselves with respect. Although they have a high level, their swordsmanship is not as good as it has been for a hundred years. I've got a thorough understanding of their strength. As long as the swordsman doesn't fight, they will be safe and sound on their way back home." " Ning long silence for a moment, sighed: "snow porcelain girl, you'd better speak less, I'm afraid." Siming said with a smile, "what's to be afraid of? I'm your Xueer now. I'm not the God who says what he says according to the law. " It is also at this time that the gate of Guyun City, which is thousands of miles away, is open, and the sword sage comes out with his sword（ Thank you for your praise! Thank you for your support ~)