Beyond the Divine States Chapter 13: : Fairy hanging sword with air like rainbow

This was the last autumn rain before the winter, with an indescribable coldness, and it fell abruptly before the sun reached its peak.

The lead-black clouds gathered and collided, and then the bright electric light like a giant python tossed the sea of ​​clouds, and the mountains whispered and tsunami was set off among the clouds and rain.

The moisture on Qifeng Lake was tumbling, and the pedestrians in the imperial city rushed hurriedly. After the blood feather monarch suddenly appeared on the tower, the civil and military officials fled in all directions. The adjoining palaces are now under the shadow of the clouds. The cage of the trapped beast.

Outside the National Teacher's Office, those masters who had been hidden for a long time and waiting for the opportunity were also shocked by this sudden change.

The reappearance of the Blood Feather Lord is no small matter. Such monsters usually require a major practitioner to hold the formation, together with dozens of practitioners to be able to repel it.

But they are now linked together, in order to kill Zhao Xianger, this monster is by no means within their calculations, it is impossible to add damage to this, not to mention, many people here are still people from the Kingdom of Jade and the Kingdom of Rong. , Where will they take care of your Zhao Guo's mess?

Heavy rain is pouring between the heaven and the earth, and the demonic power is raging on the tower, and among the thunder and lightning, the high-pitched neigh of the blood feather king resounds sharply through the imperial city, with a **** killing.

As the Blood Feather King stepped over, the city wall began to crack inch by inch.

But for some reason, the monster bird didn't go straight to the imperial city. It just ran along the city wall. The flag collapsed and the tower overturned, all the way it went.

In front of Qifeng Lake, Ning Xiaoling's face paled by the astonishing change, and stepped back. If Fei Ning grabbed it for a long time, she almost fell into the lake.

"Master...Brother!" She held Ning Changjiu's arm tightly, and the rain poured on her pale face. From time to time, large fragments of broken bricks collapsed in front of her, making a deafening noise.

Ning Changjiu's expression was also heavy. He looked at the strange bird that wantonly destroys the palace walls, and the majestic demon power was obviously restrained. At this moment, he still felt his heart twitching from a distance.

"Go, go home." Ning Changjiu said flatly.

Ning Xiaoling was taken aback, and then he was relieved. She was afraid that the seniors would rush over to fight the strange bird, and the girl nodded again and again: "Yes, senior!"

Fortunately, Zhao Shisong's mansion is in the opposite direction to that of the strange bird.

While leaving, Ning Changjiu looked back at the direction the strange bird was leaving, while Ning Xiaoling ran with her ears covered, just thinking that she could get away from the crazy bird as soon as possible.

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The imperial city is in chaos.

Many years ago, the Blood Feather King appeared for the first time, and he raged through many small border towns, and passed many passes and fortresses along the way, before he came to the imperial city. At that time, the practitioners in the city were already waiting for him.

And this time, it appeared almost without warning. In the past twenty days, there have been more and more rumors about sparrow ghosts. Previously, the witch master appeared and said the name of the blood feather king. Sparrow ghosts are connected with it.

There is no news about the **** prince who fled with feathers back then. The powerful monster beasts that will be reported by Javier must have accumulated a lot of grievances in his heart.

Now that the imperial city has no empress to sit in, it has made a comeback.

The panic about the "sparrow ghost" has been in the city like a cloud for twenty days, and now Mr. Xueyu really appeared out of the sky, and it scared everyone's guts.

There were many strange birds gathered in this city. Now, with its appearance, those strange birds came in the rain, and they kept singing around it, like the stars holding the moon.

Mr. Xueyu fluttered his wings, watching the crowd fleeing, watching the strange birds that were extremely excited, and then stepped on a brick weakly and sighed.

When he came to the city for the first time that year, how arrogant he was, thinking about this small country, he was not free to come and go, even if he was finally injured by a bad old man called the witch master, he had to leave temporarily. For a while, it was not discouraged, only that it was because he was still young, and after a few more years of cultivation, after healed his wounds, he must be the demon king who can run rampant in Nanzhou.

Until later I met that woman...

I can’t bear to think too much about the past. The age of King Blood Feather is placed among the monsters. He is indeed young. At this moment, the eyes overlooking the city feel a bit vicissitudes of life.

The great formation of the imperial city has been opened.

It's just that the state of Zhao is so withered now, coupled with the fact that the emperor today is too weak, this big formation also has the meaning of a fractal in vain.

But the Blood Feather Lord still did not set foot rashly.

Because the formation is weak, it is still a stumbling block, which will affect the speed of its subsequent escape.

All it needs to do is to create chaos, draw everyone's attention to itself, and buy time for Zhao Xianger.

She once warned herself that she must not be superfluous just because she is greedy for a while, everything should be done according to the plan, and you will accept it when you see it, or else...

Thinking of this, the notorious Xueyu Jun couldn't help but shiver, thinking that he was the daughter of that woman.

"Hey, I didn't expect to be a carrier pigeon for so many years, I have begun to have professional ethics..."

It mumbled self-deprecatingly, then held its head high and extended its wingspan to its maximum, with a majestic appearance.

The wind grows from between the wings.

It opened its long beak, uttered words, and its majestic and sharp voice penetrated the rain curtain and enveloped the entire imperial city.

"Old Witch Dog, back then, after you tried all sorts of secret calculations, I accidentally took a stab at it. Today, Jun Tian is coming back, and his strength is better than in the past. You old Witch Dog who lives with a turtle shell on his back can dare to come out for a fair fight ?"

It cleared its throat and continued:

"Mr. Bentian heard that today there is a little girl from the Heavenly Sword Sect, please listen carefully, this is my personal grievance with the old witch dog, it has nothing to do with you, so you must not intervene, otherwise, um , Otherwise..."

Mr. Xueyu is still brewing the wording, but the gate of the palace has opened.

Behind the dark temple door, a white shadow appeared like a ghost.

The rain that overwhelmed the sky was drawn by the sword aura at the moment the white shadow appeared, and shot towards the position of the **** king, and the figure only stayed at the gate of the palace for a moment. In the heavy rain, there was a white light. Sheng, starting from the gate of the palace, across the imperial city, the white light passed by, the rain was shining brightly, as if every line contained a grand light, all reflecting the intent of thousands of fierce killings.

Baihong passes through the sky!

While the sword aura was gushing, the sword sounded clear, and the distance of several hundred feet was no more than a moment.

Mr Xueyu's pupils shrank suddenly, but the whites of his eyes were reflected extremely brightly.

It cursed secretly in his heart, thinking that the people of Xianzong were still the same, while talking about the commonplace, and at the same time being nosy.

After extremely quick weighing, it had no choice but to bite the bullet and greet it.

Heavy rain, the sky's clouds burst.

In the sky above the palace, two figures, one red and one white, have begun to fight, during which the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the demon light is raging, and wherever it spreads, the roof ridge is lifted by the violent spiritual power, and the eaves beam tiles are also crushed into powder. .

Ning Xiaoling covered her ears and stared at the sky in shock.

If the Blood Feather King is huge and can still see the description, the woman who went with the sword energy to the Heavenly Sect of the Sword, is completely invisible, and it is impossible to even see that she has brought one. Dao Jian Qi or Jian Qi dragged her figure, and from a distance, one could only see the beauty like snow and sword energy like frost.

"That...is that a fairy?" Ning Xiaoling looked at me infatuatedly, but for a moment he forgot to run away.

Ning Changjiu said: "I am very powerful."

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and asked: "Brother, can we be as good as this in the future?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Junior sisters are talented. As long as you practice diligently and don't touch those evil ways, you can definitely cultivate to perfection."

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips, as if tasting the rain, she blinked and said, "Brother, you are not allowed to lie to me."

Ning Changjiu said: "Of course not."

Ning Xiaoling asked carefully: "Hey, what if one day I accidentally choose the wrong path?"

Ning Changjiu seems to have an answer long ago, and calmly said: "Stop the devil, you stay."

At that moment, the depth of the girl's eyes was extremely cold, she raised her hand and stretched it out behind Ning Changjiu.

Before touching her back, Ning Changjiu naturally grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "If the gods fight with mortals and suffer sins, it is better to go back earlier."

Ning Xiaoling recovered, Ning Chang has been pulling her wrist and walking towards Prince Zhao's mansion.

"Hey..." Ning Xiaoling twisted her arm in pain.

As we approached the other courtyard, Ning Xiaoling took out the key, looking reluctantly and fearfully at the sky.

The gate of the courtyard opened, Ning Xiaoling walked around to the back, pushed the brother into the house all the way, and muttered: "Brother, brother, don't be nosy, this imperial city is scary. If you have three longs and two shorts, I can’t move you."

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In the undead forest, the door of the Witch Master Hall opened silently.

He heard Jun Xueyu's call just now, but he didn't do it the first time.

After seeing the sword light shining from the imperial city, he opened the door, but still did not put down the ancient book in his hand.

This ancient book is the true heritage of the witch masters of the past generations. It is like a living historian who will grow out of the book pages to record the history of the imperial city. At the same time, each line of text is also the true epitome of the imperial city. Figure.

He turned the ancient book to the last page at this moment, where there is a saying that he only appeared after refining with blood:

"Xing heaven and law, sacrifice the city and the country."

He has never understood what exactly this sentence is to be fulfilled, but he can vaguely feel the extreme coldness afterwards.

He looked at the rain outside the window, and his old, hugged body couldn't help shaking:

"Could it be... is today?"

His gaze suddenly fell on an ancient well in front of the Hall of Witch Master, but he quickly extinguished the absurd idea in his heart.

The secret of this well is now only known to the national teacher and him. What's more, even if the national teacher informs Zhao Xianger, she shouldn't be stupid to find the almost non-existent hope in the well, if she goes on. Up...

That's even better. Anyway, there is death and no life, so I don't have to do it myself.

He turned his head and looked at a dark-winged pug on the wooden frame, and said:

"Tell Qiu Li, the plan will not change, continue to watch the National Teacher's Mansion, don't care about the evil animal in the sky, I will kill it."