Beyond the Divine States

Ning long eyes opened a line.

It's windy.

The blood on his clothes had solidified, and the blood stained robe was hunting in the wind. His breath was weak, and his face was pale. His arm was still bent, and his fingers were clasping the body of the snow fox.

The ecstasy in snow fox's heart, the pride and the happiness for the rest of his life have not yet turned into real emotions, and then with a sword falling behind him, they are gone.

She couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but felt the bitter cold.

It's a sword without thickness. It's incredibly thin, so it's sharp beyond imagination.

Ning long hard to raise the neck, and Ning Xiaoling close to the forehead for more than an hour, red print eye-catching.

In his eyes, a girl in black fell with a sword. He couldn't see her face clearly, but he could see the vague figure with a beautiful look.

He knows who she is.

After a sword, the snow fox's body cracked and its demonic nature broke up.

She didn't know how Zhao xianger did it, but she knew what was happening to her body. Her eyes were full of unwilling color.

From time to time, the sound of broken glass sounded.

On the founder's nine spirit platform, the fox's shrill roar echoed for a long time.

He wants to kill Ning Changchang, but his arms can't use any strength, because his body has torn a gap from the center, and his aura is like mercury. All his accomplishments that should have been promoted to the purple court are in vain.

And just now the sound of fragmentation is the sound of demon species.

In the mid air, an illusory shadow slowly emerged.

It was an old man in red clothes. He stood up in the air, fireworks were surging between his sleeves, ice was falling between his sleeves, and eight tails were waving slowly behind him.

Red tail!

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him, without any surprise or fear in his eyes.

Hongwei Laojun didn't look at her either.

He turned around and finally took a look at the city that had suppressed him for a hundred years.

On the sea of clouds, the lingering rhyme of the word "Zou" has faded away, and the soul swallowing man once again reveals his huge head.

It sensed that the spirit it coveted had been taken away by others, and its golden pupils filled with empty eyes, such as two huge gold elixirs.

And its realm, also as it left the world estrangement and constantly improve.

When the figure of the old fox was about to disappear completely like fireworks, he raised his head and saw the huge and incomparable head.

Old fox thought that when he died, everything in the world could not stir up waves in his heart. But when he saw the skull protruding from the sea, his face changed.

Old friends meet suddenly.

"How... Could it be you?" The old fox muttered to himself.

Five hundred years ago, the thoughts suddenly turned out, those old things of the old yellow calendar loomed out of its outline, but filled with the smell of blood.

Five hundred years ago, in the disaster, there were mountains of corpses, sculls in the sea of blood, people and Demons standing with swords and swords, flowing through the plasma minefields, rivers and mountains, full of corpses and flesh.

Under the highest mountain in the world, dozens of big demons are struggling to climb. They are all proud demon kings, but now they are all climbers who measure the heaven and earth with their hands and feet. Even they are not sure what is waiting for them at the peak.

But the old fox didn't expect that there was a betrayer among them

He hated the traitor to the bone. If it wasn't for him, how could they have been smashed to pieces and suppressed the human dynasty.

This hatred has not disappeared for 500 years.

When he thought he was hopeless, he saw the Betrayer again, just

"Haven't you been promoted to Xianting... And come to such an end?"

The old fox's thoughts are mixed, and in the high-speed thinking at the last moment of his life, he vaguely drew out a clear line.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dark head and its two pairs of horns. Many vague conjectures of the past were connected together at this moment.

It turns out that this is the secret that all the twelve hermits tried to hide. Five hundred years ago, the sage did not deceive them.

Just in a moment, is the last moment of life.

The old fox unconsciously laughed, and there was some mockery and relief in his smile.

His figure died like fireworks.

And that cloud sea big demon, the spirit and wisdom of early extinction, so from beginning to end, also did not look at this "old friend".

Rather long open eyes, want to get up, but can't make the slightest effort.

Spirit swallower

This is the soul swallower that Ningchang told himself that they were dead stars

In the past, he also vaguely heard some opinions about the heavenly demons. According to the book, the existence of heavenly demons is the "tolerance" of heaven and earth, while the appearance of heavenly demons is the "error" of heaven and earth.

Now I think, those demons are spirit swallowers.

And every soul swallower who lingers in the crevice of the world, the realm of the previous life is too high to imagine.

If it comes to the world, who can resist it?

……

After the figure of the old fox dissipated, several huge tails of the snow fox also dissipated, and the demonic nature attached to the previous spirit was removed. The little fox changed back to the size of a kitten. It was lying on Ning Xiaoling's shoulder, almost without any weight, and had fallen into sleep.

Ning Xiaoling's body softened and ran into his chest.

Ning Chang coughed violently. He wanted to hold the younger martial sister, but his arms could not be lowered, so their bodies collided.

And the soul swallower has locked Zhao xianger.

It was attracted by the nine spirits. However, the nine spirits that should have been available were taken away by a little girl. It couldn't help but get angry. A pair of sharp claws penetrated the sea of clouds and wanted to crush Zhao xianger to death.

"Run I'd rather work hard for a long time.

He knew that although the soul swallower is powerful, if he wants to forcibly enter a world to kill people, it is no different from ordinary people diving into the water to catch fish. The power of human beings is countless times greater than that of a grass carp. But if he plunges into the water, he will have to leave the river at the end of his breath.

Now the soul swallower is human, the world is a sea, and Zhao xianger is a fish in the sea.

As long as she gets into the deepest water, when the soul swallower has to leave the world, she can survive.

But Ning Changchang doesn't know that Zhao xianger's purple mansion is full of holes at the moment, and he can't use any means to escape. But Lu Jiajia can't react at the moment, and he rushes to jiulingtai with his sword at a very fast speed.

But even if she took Zhao xianger away with her sword, it was meaningless, because the "bottom of the lake" was too shallow, and the realm of the soul swallowing man had come to the top of the five roads, and the whole state of Zhao, in its hands, could not be destroyed.

With the death of the national master, the prohibition around jiulingtai no longer exists. Many soldiers and the people in the Imperial City gathered here. They either came to join in the fun or wanted to do something for Zhao state. But when the head of the soul swallowing man came out of the cloud, the great fear and pressure made everyone kneel to the ground,

At the end of autumn, the setting sun comes very early. The vast sea of clouds is also painted with a light haze. If there is no cloud to block, you can see the burning embers in the sky.

Zhao xianger was very thin in black. The sparrow was flying on his side. The sword in his hand swept over the ground, leaving a gradual scar.

She looked at the soul swallower and knew that she had no chance to escape.

Above the five paths... What an unimaginable realm is that?

Mother, I tried my best.

She sighed gently, even if life and death are not concerned, the regret in her heart is always hard to erase.

She suddenly went to Ning Changchang's body, untied her head rope, scattered her long hair, lowered her head slightly and lowered her eyelids slightly. She bowed to the young man who was still kneeling on the ground in front of her body and blessed her body deeply.

She is the most honorable royal highness of the state of Zhao and the daughter of the son of God. This is a etiquette she has never practiced.

After the ceremony, Zhao Xiang'er turned his back and looked at the direction of the soul swallower.

It is also the direction of sunset, where young girls have seen countless bubbles of beautiful world.

Jiulingtai, never-ending wind head-on passing, blowing cheek pain.

If you do everything you can, you'll die.

Until this moment, she suddenly realized that she had never really lived for herself for more than ten years.

She has been chasing the red clothes that are like fire after the golden veil. Even if death is coming, she just wants to prove her courage and fearlessness with death.

She hesitated, looking at her thin and broken black dress, and regretted that she didn't change into a gorgeous dress today.

Zhao xianger suddenly began to laugh, and her delicate and beautiful figure became more and more desolate in the twilight.

She opened her lips lightly, as if she wanted to say something to the world, or just to herself.

Ning long can be heard behind her.

"Fifteen years ago, the great army of the state of Yao pressed down on the border. Outside the Shahe River, all the strong people died. On the 17th of the negotiation, the territory was finally cut 600 Li, and Zhao lost his land. Therefore, my name is Xiang!"

……

These words into the ears of Ning long, sound like thunder.

The door of memory exploded open, and the light and shadow buried in the deep entangled its original appearance.

"Are you sure you don't want this marriage letter?"

"For a long time, I would like to devote myself to the Tao and ignore the secular world."

"Well, how can you be so rigid and boring that you don't go to see that girl? Tut Tut, the second elder martial brother has been advising you. That little girl has a beautiful embryo. The most important thing is that she can always make a big noise. Elder martial brother, you have a flat way of cultivation. Life needs such a surprise as seasoning. "

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not really interested in men's love."

"Believe me, elder martial brother, try it, or you will regret it sooner or later. I'll tell you, younger martial brother. When I was ordered to protect my future sister-in-law two days ago, I saw her standing alone on the high platform, saying her name. Even I was moved. Well, at that time, the elder martial brother thought that if you were there, this scene would be painted. "

"No matter how beautiful she is, can she have the scenery on the avenue?"

“……”

The man with the knife was speechless and gave himself a chestnut.

……

On the high platform, the huge body of the soul swallowing man came down like a mountain, and the huge hand stirred up huge waves and swept slowly towards him.

"The land with less Xiangzi is the 600 Li national soil that Zhao lost."

"This is my inherent shackle..."

The girl slowly raised her sword, and the dark sparrow around her body gave out bursts of laments, and her flying ink hair was like the crows fluttering in the evening.

She suddenly laughed, and the last murmur dissipated in the wind.

"My name is Zhao xianger."

"I'm his highness Xiang'er..."

The huge palm, like a wheel that never stops, rolled over.

……

"No!"

At that moment, Ning Long's heart suddenly raised, he screamed, but his words were engulfed by the wind, and he couldn't hear a bit.

The great sense of powerlessness is like a drowning man choking water into his body. He widened his eyes and looked at the silhouette. Suddenly, he felt great grief.

All the cards have been used up, and they can't afford the slightest strength.

In his previous life, his cultivation was so successful that he almost never encountered difficulties or bottlenecks. Now, for the first time, he is so eager to be strong.

What about the five ways? If you were yourself in the previous life, it would be

But what if?

Zhao xianger raised the long black sword, and his back was lonely.

When the big hand came, Lu Qijia just rushed over his side and ran towards Zhao xianger's position.

But Ning's eyes were as dead as ashes for a long time. He knew that this was just another life.

"Alas..."

When the big hand was about to crush all the people on the platform like a mole ant, a sigh rang out.

It was not the sigh of Ning long, nor the marriage of Zhao Xiang'er and Lu, but the voice of a man rather helpless.

Ning long as lightning stroke, brain instant blank, eyes seem to revive.

"I still have to come out... Tut Tut, at the age of 16, there was a soul swallowing man who was above the five paths. Fortunately, master didn't find the disciple who closed the door. Otherwise, he would have to open up such a troublemaking daughter-in-law as you, and our Taoist temple would have to be demolished by you."

Familiar voice, familiar tone, this is

Second elder martial brother!

Ning long leaned against the younger martial sister in his arms, his eyes trembling and looking ahead, unconsciously leaving tears.

The big dark hand never entered again.

At first, it was a very thin line of fire, which crossed the sky at a uniform speed. With the sound of the man's voice, the line of fire began to accelerate. Like the calligrapher's carefree writing after the obtuse angle was concave, the line of fire turned into white, the white edge was introverted, and the most central one was condensed into silver ash, The edge is bright, burning the space into red, a little twisted and peeling, like a withered fire.

In front of the line of sight, it looks like a straight line. If it is drawn with the help of a ruler, it is clean and can't pick out any defects.

If you look down from above, it is an arc, a mysterious to almost perfect arc. At the edge of the arc, the space begins to crack and collapse. In a series of thunder sounds, the arc is no longer pure beauty, but attached with the decisive meaning of cutting everything and breaking heaven and earth.

Since the beginning and end of that arc, all things happened only in a very short time, but rather long but only felt very long.

Of course, he has seen such a knife, which he will never forget in his life.

This is the second elder martial brother's knife!

The eldest elder martial sister once commented on the second elder martial brother's Sabre technique in front of him. She said that he was rough, open-minded and slovenly, but the sabre he cut was as beautiful as a girl with a small family.

Of course, the second elder martial brother never dares to talk back.

But Ning Changchang doesn't think it's an ugly Dao. It's the most unique Dao light he's ever seen in his life. It's the same in his previous life, and it's the same now.

The vast sea of clouds was split up by a knife and pushed out of the imperial city by two winds. On the sky, the soul swallowing man revealed his huge body. His mountain like body was only exposed. Every muscle was like a huge and hard rock. His body was trapped at the junction of the two worlds, which was as bright as glass.

And his thick arm had been cut off with a knife, the incision was smooth, the arm fell down, and the spirit dissipated in mid air.

A man in some white coarse cloth and green clothes was standing in the air. His left sleeve was hanging sharply, revealing half of the red lacquer sheath. His right sleeve was rolled to the elbow, revealing his strong muscles. He was holding a long knife in his hand, which was bright.

It's a big Dao. The Tan of the ancient copper Dao is round. The body of the Dao has a smooth arc and a bright edge. The back of the Dao is about half the width of the thumb. It's suitable for chopping.

The man grinned, stamped his feet, pulled himself up and went up to the sky. He did not forget to look back at the girl in black and said, "my younger brother and daughter-in-law have the style of a younger martial sister. It's a pity that they are also lucky. I don't know where the younger martial brother in the end of the world is. He can't marry you back to open the gate." In the hearty laughter, the straight white light penetrates from the top to the bottom. If the soul swallower is a painting splashing ink like a mountain, it is the extremely disharmonious white line in the middle of the paper. But this white line not only destroys the artistic conception of the painting, but also directly tears the whole painting apart from the middle. The huge sound was like the crushing of bones or the cracking of rocks. The soul swallowing man uttered a deep cry. He wanted to reach out his other hand to catch the man who dared to take out the knife, but his hand finally froze in the air, because his body had been torn from it. The seemingly indestructible body turned into quicksand like aura and dissipated between heaven and earth. Those auras will gradually converge, turn into demon clouds, and become the rain that moistens the whole Zhao Dynasty. At this moment, cloud future, rain has not come, Lu Jiajia supports the girl standing, Zhao xianger seems to have exhausted his strength, gently leaning on her arms. Behind him, Ning looked at the front for a long time, and suddenly understood everything. It turned out that the familiar atmosphere he felt in the imperial city these days was never a little younger martial brother or a little younger martial brother, but the second elder martial brother who had already been promoted to Xianting in his memory. But after flying to the immortal court, it is impossible to return to the world. Why did the second elder martial brother appear in front of him again... "Ah... Originally..." Ning laughed silently for a long time. He got it. He got it. I've always been rather long-term. This seemingly silly little Taoist is the life I experienced after I didn't meet my elder martial brother. However, I don't know why I reversed my time after I died. Before I died, I returned to my body. A silly boy, a pure hearted monk, is now covered with blood. It's all about yourself. Zhao xianger, however, was the fiancee he refused when he was 16 years old“ Elder martial sister, you once said that outside the seclusion country, people can't be reborn after death, but it turns out that... Life can be reborn... "He raised his head. It was the night sun that was like blood, and the remnant Xia swallowed the sky. The whole world seems to be shrouded in a crimson mist. This is the sunset of the state of Zhao. It was also the sunset he saw when he was sixteen years old（ Volume 1: a glimpse of the rosefinch burning the sky. (PS: Happy 22nd birthday.)（ Thank you for your late night reward ~)