Beyond the Divine States

In the center of the ruins, the white bone pagoda stands like a giant tree.

When Jiansheng and Jixuan cross the pagoda one by one, Ning Changjiu and Siming are already wrapped in the power of time and are rushing towards the direction of Guyun city.

The deeper he goes, the more he feels that this siege has been planned for a long time.

Almost every thousand miles, there is a shovel on the ground. They form a wider net than that of Guyun city. No matter where they choose to escape or what remote direction they want to escape, they will be detected by the big net constructed by this shovel.

Siming took Ning Changchang's hand and flew at a high speed in mid air. The air coming from the head-on collision was like water. When he touched them, he scattered to both sides.

After a while, the night cloud was cut apart by the sword Qi behind them, and the sword sage in an ancient robe came to control the sword. In a moment, the God walked thousands of miles.

Si Ming tried her best to destroy the spirit power. She glanced at Ning Chang and said, "what's the situation of Gu Yun city now? Can you see the distance clearly? "

"I can see clearly." Ning Changchang said: "but I can't tell who it is..."

"What's your use?" Siming was angry and did not fight.

Ning Changchang said: "otherwise, we will rush to the place where there are few people?"

"Stupid!" Simang angrily scolded: "the place with few people is the elite. The place with many people may be a mob, but it's easier to break through."

"What do you say?" Ning long inquired.

Simang thought a little, and said, "to find the location of the gate, we'll just pretend to be husband and wife and sneak in."

Ning Changchang said: "our love is stronger than Jin Jian. Why should we pretend to be husband and wife?"

Si Ming is a Leng, more vexed, ice Mou Leng to: "you have a disease, all this time, still have the mind to say this kind of love words?"? Do you really think I'm a little girl

Ning long seriously said: "if we survive, you think about these words afterwards, won't you be moved by them?"

“？” After hearing this, Siming became angry: "how dare you say that?"

Rather than talk nonsense for a long time, he held his breath and looked down from the sky with the eyes of Taiyin, and said: "there are many unusual buildings in Guyun city."

"What building?" Asked simang.

Ning Changchang said: "similar to Sha Xian Lou..."

The building of sword killing.

Si Ming didn't understand and said, "Why are you afraid of killing the peak of the purple court

Ning Changjiu said, "there are a lot of buildings here."

Siming said coldly, "you should deal with it yourself. If you can't handle it, don't expect me to fly to block the sword for you. "

Ning Changchang nodded and said, "well, you should be careful not to be brave."

"You'd better keep that in mind." With a cold hum, Siming suddenly stops. She holds Ning Changjiu in one hand and uses her inertia to throw him to the Lonely Cloud City. With Yu base in the other hand, she steps on the void and jumps up to stop the thundering figure.

Outside the Lonely Cloud City, the sword light of collision explodes again. It is like the thunder of stung. After it rings, the male city in the cloud becomes restless.

……

"Here we go. Is the flying sword in place?"

"Well, it's all right. It's just a flying sword. The cost is very high..."

"This is the order of Lord Jiansheng himself. The sword Pavilion will never treat you badly."

"Of course, I believe in master Jiansheng. But I always feel that this flying sword is a little overqualified? "

"Try to be safe."

A similar dialogue is going on in Guyun city.

From the moment when the sword light outside the city explodes, the sword of killing immortals will be like an arrow into the crossbow, ready to go.

As long as Ning Changchang's figure is detected by the big formation of the Lonely Cloud City, the ten immortal killing towers will all come out with swords, and the scene will be as beautiful as a meteor across the night sky.

However, most of the ten immortal killing towers are built temporarily, and hunters don't expect them to exert much power. They just want to stop them temporarily.

But Ning long figure did not appear outside the city as expected.

In the middle of the immortal killing building, a white robed Taoist came out with a sword on his back. His clothes were plain, but the sword on his back was brilliant.

He is one of the Deputy masters of the eight gods sect. He has been shut up for many years, but only raised a sword, but his body is still aging.

In this hunt, there were more or less people from all the major branches, and all the people were promised heavy promises.

What he wanted was the way to cultivate the body of the sword, so as to achieve the immortal status of the body and the sword.

The white robed Taoist is waiting for the coming.

He didn't wait to come for a long time, but he waited for a change.

On the far right, a building of killing immortals suddenly exploded and turned into pieces in the bright fire.

"What's the matter?" The white robed Taoist was shocked.

His first reaction was the method of flying sword, but his knowledge of the sea could not capture the traces of the monks outside the city. It was long said that Naning was only a disciple of the ancient lingzong. How could he see the sea further than him?

Without waiting for reaction, the second immortal killing building has also been blown up.

The night sky of Guyun city is illuminated.

At the head of the city, the young man in white and the big man in green looked at the fireworks suddenly lit up in the city and gently put down the cup in his hand.

"Are these all planned?" The great man in green shirt is the saint of nine spirits.

Bai Zang is not in Baiyin snow palace, so he takes the opportunity to go out of Wanyao city and travel here with Bai Ze, waiting for Ke Wenzhou.

Baize said: "the sword Pavilion is your mortal enemy, and it's also a bad eyesore. The master wanted to pull out this nail for a long time."

Jiuling Yuansheng originally wanted to ask why his master didn't kill this evil by himself. But he immediately thought that the moon god, who was in the heavenly palace, might be the same as the Lord of the kingdom. He could not really do it. If it was just a projection, he could not help Ke Wenzhou.

Jiulingyuansheng asked in a deep voice, "how sure is it that you will kill Ke Wenzhou on this trip?"

Baize said: "for a man like Jiansheng, it can only be decided after he is killed. There is no chance of winning."

Jiulingyuansheng sighed. He recalled the past five hundred years ago and said coldly, "at the beginning of the holy war, the sage took him as an apprentice, and it can be said that he gave him everything he could. At the beginning of the holy war, the golden winged Mirs even carried him around the world. Unexpectedly, one has become a ghost and the other a traitor."

Bai Ze thought for a moment, and then he said with a smile, "the dead are gone. After today, I hope I can finish everything."

Jiulingyuansheng nodded. His burly body stood up from the wall, showing his green mane and eight faces of ghost fire.

More than half a month ago, he was the enemy of life and death with Ning Changchang, Siming and Baize. Now, because of the common enemy, he has become an ally for the time being. It's hard to predict his fate.

Jiulingyuansheng shows its original form.

On the wall of the city, many monks who had been waiting for them were shocked. One after another, they offered flying swords and aimed at him.

Gu Yun city is a city of fish and dragons. They thought that there would be traitors in the middle, but they didn't think that there would be a big demon coming to the city openly!

Jiulingyuansheng looks at dozens of spiked flying swords. He clenches his fists, shakes his sleeves, bows his body slightly, opens his mouth, and swallows them directly into his mouth, crunching them to pieces.

As soon as his arms shook, he blew out two giant lion like fists and swept through the wall like a turbulent quicksand River.

On the wall of the city, many monks of good state were beaten upside down and spat blood.

Since breaking the hundred year old commandment, jiulingyuansheng no longer disguised as a stone lion, revealing his fierce nature.

He stepped on the wall with one foot and roared with nine heads, revealing his real body and pressing countless cracks out of the wall in an instant.

Even if his serious injury is not healed, he is still the top five demons and the strongest demon in the world. How can the mob in Guyun City resist his power.

Bai Ze took a look at the sword in the distance and said, "you go to block Ke to ask for the boat first. I'll welcome my younger martial brother into the city. I'll come later."

"Well." Nine spirit yuan saint should a, the voice is rich, he has no nonsense, the body explodes to break the city wall, sweep up the sky.

……

Outside the city, on the windy sky, simang's figure is moving fast.

In the high speed that can't be captured by naked eyes, two figures collide and stagger, breaking out earth shaking metal banging and cross sparks across the sky.

As Jiansheng said, simang now has less than 10% chance of winning against him.

The heaven and earth in this area perfectly fit with the sword sage, but they are mutually exclusive with simang. One is advantaged, the other is not allowed by heaven and earth. This may seem subtle, but it often creates a fatal gap in the same environment.

The sky and the earth tremble, the cross flame cuts through the night, after the fire disappears, leaving a large collapse of the void.

In the first sword, Siming was even with him.

Second sword, third sword

Her figure was constantly pushed back, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, together with the hands of Yu Lei were hit deformation, like a twisted iron burning stick.

She bit her teeth and tried to resist.

Siming knew that she was far from the end of the oil and the lamp was dry. She still had the strength to resist, so she didn't worry that the sword Saint would keep on fighting against her. What's more, a red suit was coming at full speed from afar.

But what worried her most was that it happened.

Jiansheng and her sword is not to defeat her, but to break up her defense, take advantage of the situation, a sword cut to Ning long.

His goal is to be long-term.

Ning long is still outside the city at the moment.

He knew that the city was heavily guarded, so he didn't rush into the city. He pulled out his shovel on the ground and used it as a flying sword. He determined the location of the immortal killing tower through the eyes of the Taiyin. Unexpectedly, he hit the tower at a fixed point. Now he destroyed the apparent danger, created chaos and rushed into the city.

The two immortal killing towers have been destroyed in succession. Ning long mobilized his spiritual power and went up to control the sword in one go. However, on the top of the tower, jiulingyuansheng suddenly appeared.

He was shocked subconsciously, but he was relieved to realize that his goal was not himself.

Jiulingyuansheng is out of the city, and he rushes towards the city almost at the same time.

Without the sword array of killing immortals tower, there are only two practitioners in this lonely cloud city. They would rather be confident for a long time. As long as they want to escape, they can't stop them.

But also at this moment, the sweat of his back is illuminated by the cold light, cold air.

The void behind him cracked, and the sword of the sword Saint locked him. He crossed the void and split in the air. The amazing arc exceeded his escape speed and covered him.

Ning Changchang was in a tense mood. He watched the sword with all his strength and tried to drag it away with the moon in the mirror.

But soon, something came up, and the sound of stabbing was sharp on the top of my head.

It's a big iron umbrella.

The one holding the umbrella is Jiuling Yuansheng.

Jiulingyuansheng shows his true body. His body is as big as a mountain. The iron umbrella in his hand also soars. When he opens it, it looks like a black iron curtain.

The sword of Jiansheng bumps into the surface of the umbrella and makes the ribs tremble, but it is stopped outside.

"Little younger martial brother, don't be in a daze. Let's go."

Ning long ear, a gentle voice sounded.

Bai Ze grabs Ning Changchang's wrist, and his figure flashes away. A moment later, he appears outside the city gate.

"The sword sage is up to us. Younger martial brother, don't worry too much." He said.

Ning Changjiu was ashamed and said, "I've entered five paths, but I have to take care of everything. I'm really guilty."

With a faint smile, Bai Ze said: "younger martial brother is the bait of the sword sage. He has done his duty. Don't worry about the things behind. It's good for you to have peace of mind. Master once said that... "

"What did you say?" Ning Changchang asked.

Bai Ze said: "Master said that one day, you will use the arrow of immortality to kill the immortality. We are all waiting for that day."

Ning took a deep breath and nodded.

Knowing that he was pressed for time, he didn't want to explore any more. He soon said goodbye to the sixth elder martial brother and went to the Lonely Cloud City alone.

Baize disappeared outside the city.

Behind the broken walls, the fire has spread.

……

Outside the Lonely Cloud City, it can be called the gathering of gods.

Jiulingyuansheng is holding a holy iron umbrella. His body is like an iron ox, and he drives back the fearless Jiansheng.

The sword sage wants to retreat, but simang's sword has been cut empty, blocking his retreat.

The swordsman's horizontal sword was blocked, and he bounced away with Siming. His figure was thrown high and flew to the sky.

Boom!

In the sky, suddenly inserted a slender sword.

Where the sword fell, the vast clouds began to collapse, their thickness disappeared, and turned into a long river like ancient scroll, blocking the top

Ji Xuan has also come.

Jiulingyuansheng, Siming and Jixuan have already formed a situation of attack on Jiansheng. A moment later, Baize also returned here, revealing his nine white lions.

The situation turned upside down in an instant, and the four surrounded the sword sage without leaving any way to live.

Shenguan, Taichu six gods, two most powerful demons.

Although most of the four of them are no longer brilliant, how can they fight together, even if they are as strong as swordsmen?

Compared with the four disciples of the sword Pavilion who set up the encirclement and killing at Tianhu peak, it was like a child's play.

The sword Saint looked at them, his face still calm.

"Is everyone here at last?"

The swordsman spoke calmly. In this summit meeting, the swordsman had no consciousness of death. He held his simple sword and looked indifferent and remembered, "you set up a game to kill me. Why don't you know that I pushed the boat with the current and killed you together?"

"I haven't seen you for years. You are still so crazy." Holding an ancient umbrella in his hand and dignified voice, jiulingyuan said, "I haven't seen the legendary three realms in five hundred years. Now that I have reached this stage, why do you have to hide? Let's play the cards. "

The sword sage did not answer, but asked, "how is the golden winged Mirs?"

Jiuling Yuansheng sneered: "the rabbit died and the fox was sad. Who can you show it to? I am responsible for the death of the golden winged Mirs. If you want to maintain the hypocrisy of five hundred years ago, you can draw your sword to kill me and avenge him today. "

The sword Saint sighed, and the last emotion in his eyes disappeared.

He clenched the sword in his hand and turned it suddenly. It seemed that the switch was touched, and there was a loud bang in his flesh and blood.

Siming narrowed his eyes and had a bad feeling.

In her class, almost everyone knows that the legend of the three realms to the five realms doesn't have much power to improve. What it promotes is the ethereal realm, which is a brick to open the immortal Kingdom and a guide to great freedom.

The core reason is that every monk is a container, with long life, purple court and five ways. Every time he breaks a state, his body as a container will get more space than before, which can not only hold more Aura, but also deliver multiple aura in a short time.

But there is no such gully between Wudao and the legendary three realms.

However, this gully does not exist. The first group of ancient immortals who took advantage of the chaos in the early days of the Taichu war were incredibly powerful. They were once in the same legendary situation as they are today. But no one has been able to explain the changes between the two for thousands of years.

Similarly, no one knows whether the legend realm that the sword sage wants to reach is the legend in the present sense, or the legend of the ancient true immortal level, or even stronger!

They won't sit back and watch the swordsman break through.

At the moment when the sword master twisted his sword, four figures had already rushed up.

The world war broke out in an instant.

The infinite open space between heaven and earth is their battlefield.

The sword Qi comes out of the sheath, the space collapses, the plane falls, the sword chants and the lion roars, and explodes in the colorful sword fire.

Thousands of miles away from Guyun City, a fierce wind full of sword Qi suddenly rises. It is like a hand up to Xuhai and down to the surface, tearing the world like cotton wadding.

……

In the Lonely Cloud City.

The white robed Taoist, with his colorful sword on his back, looks at the frightening scene in the distance.

No ordinary monk, even the great monk in the purple court, has been hidden back in the city, but he is still standing on the top of the sword, waiting for someone to come.

He has entered the five roads for many years, but he still stays at the beginning of the five roads.

Today, when he was watching Shenzhan from a distance, his original dead mind of Tao gave birth to countless insights, which he would never have in a thousand years of seclusion.

The white robed Taoist was excited. He knew that no matter success or failure, today would be his chance to break the road.

He stood on the top of the building with the strong wind blowing on his face, and looked into the distance.

"My Lord."

In the wind, a man's voice suddenly rang out: "this is the pestle of the immortal killing tower. It was lost in the chaos before, but now it has been found."

"Well." The white robed Taoist answered casually and said, "put it down."

When he finished, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Isn't the pestle of Sha Xian Lou always in my hand? When did you lose it?

"Who are you?" The white robed Taoist gave a sharp drink and suddenly turned around.

A sword is in front of us.

It's a must kill sword in the Tianyu sword Sutra.

The sword pierced his throat.

On the white robed Taoist's face, the vitality quickly dissipated.

I'd rather hold the sword for a long time.

The white robed Taoist's head fell to the ground. When he looked at it, it was just a mask.

The white robe was also empty, and a gray shadow weasel jumped out of it, and ran madly towards the killing fairy downstairs.

"The five ways are really bad to kill..." Ning long vomited a tone, suppressed the counter bite of a sword that must be killed but failed, and didn't go after it.

Although the white robed Taoist abandoned his physical body by his magic power, he was unable to kill him back and had no threat to himself.

He seized the colorful sword.

Along the way, he was worried that he didn't have a sword to use.

He held the sword, showed the gold, forged the sword with gold fire, washed away the traces of its original owner, and took it as his own.

Ning long vomited a breath, saw the God war that the front erupts and the afterwave that wave comes.

Although he knew that it was very important to kill the swordsman, he didn't want the commander to risk himself.

I'd rather not think about it for a long time.

He immediately took control of the gorgeous sword and destroyed all the buildings around him and the one he was in.

Then he jumped into the city and sat in a corner where there was no one. While observing the war with the eyes of the sun, he restored his own strength and the power of the divine bow.

Even if Ning Changchang had such power, he still could not really see the details of the divine battle.

But he can feel that facing the siege of four peerless masters, Jiansheng is obviously in an absolute disadvantage.

In the aura sea gathered by Shenzhan, five figures set off the turbulence of destroying the sky and the earth. In the ruins of the skeleton tower below, there are huge rocks pulled up by the invisible force, thrown into them and crushed to pieces.

The earth is sunken, the sky is calm, and the whole world is like a knife switch.

The sword saint was attacked on all sides. In the short battle, he suffered 18 wounds of different depths.

Simang originally thought that he was now attached to the way of heaven, and the legendary realm he got should be able to surpass the original ancient immortals. Who ever thought that under his bluff, the realm he showed was only one line higher than the peak of the five ways.

In this way, without half a pillar of incense, the four of them could kill the sword saint by all means and kill him in the ruins of the skeleton tower.

Their swords fell on their bodies, like the punishment of being beaten late, but no matter how seriously injured the swordsman was, his face was as old-fashioned as an old scholar.

This kind of calm is not the calm of looking death at home, on the contrary, it seems that the victory is in hand, and the four people present are puzzled.

The long-term view is peaceful.

This kind of calmness is exactly the same as the calmness on Jiansheng's face.

The storm outside the city rolled up the thunder all year round. Ning long mind, always echoing the day on the quicksand River, fog ups and downs, murderous scene. At a certain moment, Ning Changjiu suddenly opened his eyes“ Master Jiansheng, don't hide. " Ning Changchang suddenly opened his mouth and said in a loud voice, "do you need a sword to kill me? You think too much of me, don't you In the dark alley, an old man came. The voice just falls, rather long in front of, as expected appeared an old man. He was wearing an old robe and sword, and was drawing it. It is jianshengke who asks the boat. Why did Jiansheng suddenly appear here when he was fighting with four people outside the city? Ning long has guessed the answer - body. When the golden winged Mirs were engulfed by jiulingyuansheng, they relied on their bodies to die. That scene is still fresh in his memory. It's not surprising that Jiansheng and Jinyi Dapeng came from the same school. When Ning long found out that the swordsman outside the city had not become so powerful even after breaking through the realm, he grasped this originally illusory guess in his heart. What's more, the swordsman's goal is him from the beginning to the end. Even if the enemy is like a cloud, even if ten thousand people block the way, he will only kill himself. The swordsman's body has been waiting for him in the city for a long time. Just wait for the real body to fight with all the people, and they don't care to use their swords here. But Ning Changchang, even if he guessed this, had no other way. The enemy was dark and I was clear. He had to sit in silence and wait for the swordsman to attack. Here comes the swordsman“ You're smarter than I thought The sword sage praised him. He held up his sword and said, "this sword cuts wisdom." Ning long will not wait to die, he also waited for a long time. It's embarrassing to be chased by the sword sage all the way, but now he's right in front of him. Rather than fearing, Ning Changjiu burns blood like anger. If he can't even kill one of his bodies, how can he fulfill his master's wish and kill him with an arrow of immortality? When the sword Saint fell, Ning long held the colorful sword, and his figure suddenly moved, and he took the initiative to meet it. In the poor lane, the golden flame is burning in the sky.