Beyond the Divine States Chapter 116: : The sword that fell from the sky

The scarlet moon hung in the sky motionlessly. There were no clouds around it, only the eternal blackness, and it was like a hot hole in this dark curtain of lacquer, but not a single trace of it could be cast into the hole. The light, as if the other end of the world is also a dark sea.

Mrs. Bai raised her head, the blood flowed along the white texture, and dried on her naked body to become red, like a dark red dress, the blood dyed her long hair deeper, broken skull The head is still hanging on her body, like countless bone worms gnawing around her body.

Ms. Bai stared at the red moon intently, and the red moon stared at her intently. Her dark eyes were like a pool of water reflecting the moonlight.

"Zhao Xianger... Empress Zhao, it's no wonder you dare not cross the river to kill me. If we met him at this moment, we should have died forever?" Madam Bai smiled, that pale His face looked strange in the crimson moon, "How can I win this game without the courage to overturn the chessboard?"

Shubai fell to his knees and stood up slowly after a long time. His bones and joints seemed to be stiff. He grabbed the wooden chair and propped himself up.

Mrs. Bai said: "Go back to the yard."

Shubai stared at her, her shoulders resembling bones cut by a white knife and axe, with abnormal skinnyness. His gaze crossed her shoulders and looked at her blood-stained fox fur on her knees.

Just now, the corpse shadow came and went like a tide, her body was wounded, but the fox fur remained motionless, still hanging on her knees, quietly hanging down, soaked in blood.

Shubai stretched out his hand, placed it on her shoulder, and pinched her neck suddenly, pierced her skin with force and sank in.

Mrs. Bai frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Shubai said hoarsely: "You are going to die..."

Mrs. Bai smiled faintly: "Yes, if you put a little more effort on your fingers, I will die."

Shubai shook his head and said: "You know I'm not talking about this."

Mrs. Bai raised her hand and gently dropped it between her neck, gently stroked the back of the tree's white veins and violent hand, then glued a few drops of blood from her neck, put it to her mouth and squeezed. It seems to be endless.

Shubai's hands plunged into her neck trembled. His hands reached in a little bit, piercing her flesh and blood, and directly held the cervical vertebrae buried under the skin. He held the cervical vertebrae. Said: "I am not afraid to kill you."

Ms. Bai's expression remained unchanged, and said: "You kill me now, Feng is out of balance, and the whole Linhe City will collapse. You are a kind child, you won't watch all this happen, yes. Right?"

Shubai sneered, kind child? When he pushed Mrs. Bai out of the alley, he did not dare to look back.

He didn't know if killing people counted as killing people, but today he killed a lot of people.

This was his first murder. He wasn't sure if he was afraid that Madam White's death would cause the entire city to collapse, or if he just didn't want to see her die.

He hopes to be the former.

He stopped talking, fingers slowly stretched out from her neck, dripping flesh and blood hanging between them.

He held the quilt again and pushed her forward in silence.

Mrs. Bai closed her eyes, and the wound on her body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye in the moonlight of the red moon. She suddenly said: "You said, will God die?"

Shubai knew what she was referring to, but he did not answer.

She is a bone demon who crawled out of an abyss, a part of the bones of the gods, and in a sense, one of the reincarnations of gods.

Mrs. White whispered: "The first time I was killed, when I crawled out of the pile of bones, I thought God was immortal."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but laughed at herself: "Even the real **** is dead. I am just a piece of broken bones. Why do I have such a stupid idea?"

She raised her head and sighed: "Whenever I think about dying, my body starts to decay uncontrollably."

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In the yard, after two hundred punches, Zhao Xianger pulled Ning Changjiu from the mud mixed with snow.

Ning Changjiu clutched his chest and coughed a few times, then fell to the ground. He clutched his head with a painful expression.

Zhao Xianger asked: "What's the matter? The start is too heavy?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "It's okay."

Zhao Xianger asked again: "How is the effect of fist feeding today?"

Ning Changjiu smiled bitterly: "His fist is getting more and more heartily."

Zhao Xianger gave him a blank look and said: "I'm asking you."

Ning Changjiu shook his head: "There is no progress, the hurdles of the body still cannot pass."

Zhao Xiang'er said displeased: "How much did I delay my practice by feeding you boxing for a month? It's really useless."

Ning Changjiu smiled, without refuting, he looked at the red moon in the sky and asked: "Do you think it will rain here?"

Zhao Xianger thought for a while and said: "We are hiding in the house, even if it rains, won't the rain catch us?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "You said, what is Madam Bai waiting for?"

Zhao Xianger said: "She is the same as we thought. She must kill us while maintaining the symmetry of the other side."

Ning Changjiu said: "I haven't entered the Profound Realm, and it's insignificant, but you are in the long-lived state. If you die, where can she go to find a long-lived state to maintain the balance of Fengdu?"

Zhao Xianger thoughtfully, said: "She needs a container, a container that directly accepts all our realms after killing us."

Ning Changjiu nodded: "Who do you think the container will be?"

They all have the answer in their hearts, and Zhao Xianger asked again: "Then if we kill her, how can we maintain the balance of this city?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "Unable to maintain."

"Brother, sister Xiang'er, the meal is ready." Their conversation was interrupted, and Ning Xiaoling opened the door and waved at them.

Before entering the house, Zhao Xianger suddenly said: "She needs a sword, the most invincible sword in the whole 酆."

Ning Changjiu asked: "If she had such a sword, we would have died a month ago."

Zhao Xianger gave a hum and said: "She shouldn't be able to sit still anymore. When I saw her, she was still in a wheelchair and her body was getting worse and worse."

Speaking, the girl sighed, looked at him, pursed her lips, and said: "But what about you? It's been a month, and I haven't grown a bit."

Ning Changji was silent for a moment, feeling a little guilty: "I have disappointed your Highness' expectations."

Zhao Xianger didn't want to pay attention to him, and said: "Eat."

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Ning Xiaoling went to the closet and took a clean white dress and handed it to the senior, worried: "Brother, is it really okay for you to be like this every day?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I used to be down with one move, but now I can barely pick up five or six moves. The improvement is still quite big."

Ning Xiaoling curled her lips and said, "Don’t assume that I didn’t see it. Sister Xiang'er asked you to do that. She did the tricks every time and didn’t change much. Just like that, the brother still suffers. Hit."

Ning Changjiu didn't care, and smiled: "That's also progress."

Ning Xiaoling took the coat he took off and threw it into the barrel, a little unhappy, and said: "But the realm of brother hasn't risen at all. When did you get beaten like this day by day? Three years later, I will go to the imperial city to bully Sister Xiang'er. According to the current situation, the senior brother will probably be beaten up. When Sister Xiang'er makes a move, you will fall to the ground before her fist touches you."

Ning Changjiu listened to the dissatisfied ridicule of junior sister, and said helplessly: "Junior sister can't believe me?"

Ning Xiaoling snorted and said, "Fortunately, there are no other people here. If you let the disciples of other peaks see it, you will really lose the face of Marrying Master."

Ning Changjiu changed his mind, took a handful of water and wiped his dusty face.

While wiping his face, he said: "Junior sister, is the money from Ning Qinshui still there?"

Ning Xiaoling was a little weird, and said: "Of course it is. Now the shops on the street are gone. Where can I spend it? I can only draw a chessboard and use it as a chess piece."

Ning Changjiu said: "Then keep it well. We will go out sooner or later. Junior sister is my pocketbook, so we must save it for me."

Ning Xiaoling's head tilted slightly, she stared at her brother for a while, and nodded vigorously.

Ning Changjiu said: "Although we are trapped here now, swordsmanship must not be slacking off. It will be the sword test meeting in the peak not long afterwards. Then the junior sisters must be well-informed."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "I practice every day."

Ning Changjiu said: "Those sword moves in the Tianyu Sword Scripture should be practiced, and the most basic sword lock cannot be slackened. Otherwise, you have nothing to do with sword moves and you can't cut others. It's a waste of energy."

Ning Xiaoling held her cheeks and said: "I know, I know, I have been practicing."

Said that she pinched a sword tactic and locked Ning Changjiu in place. Ning Changjiu earned himself, jokingly: "Junior Sister, let’s take away the magical powers."

While speaking, the door opened, and Zhao Xianger came in from inside, just to see Ning Xiaoling "tied" him to a chair. She frowned, and a touch of disgust passed through her pure eyes. Lulu, she didn't enter the door, and said coldly: "Come to my room."

Speaking, Zhao Xianger closed the door and turned to leave.

Ning Xiaoling gave them a strange look.

Ning Changjiu said: "Practice well, I will be back later."

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On the other side of Huangquan, in Mrs. Bai's yard, Shubai walked out of his room, came to her door, and knocked **** the door a few times.

Boom boom boom.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. White's question came from inside.

Shubai asked: "Can I come in?"

Mrs. Bai smiled and said: "What? You haven't been here for a whole month. Want to spend the night with Sister Bai tonight?"

Shubai denied: "I want to know what exactly are you doing in the house?"

Ms. Bai said plainly: "What do you do? Of course it is to do interesting things? Do you want to come too? If two people do this, it will be more interesting."

Shubai heard the words, his teeth clenched.

He experienced this extremely dark month, and his dearest sister came back from the dead, but she has already turned into a devil. He watched countless people die, but could do nothing.

He once thought about falling into this situation, falling into the demon with Sister Bai, and going his own way from then on, until he was slashed under the sword by a certain fairy who walked the way for the sky. However, the sensibility in his heart always showed a sharp point, and he broke through the evil thoughts that sprang up from time to time.

He often thought of the words the boy in white said while kneeling on the ground.

"What the ascetics want to kill is the evil spirits that mess up the world, and the living ghosts who pretend to be adults and walk in the world."

Sister Bai is an evil demon who wreaks havoc on the world and a living ghost who pretends to be an adult. He is now a cultivator, but can't do anything. He even almost forgot that he was just a thirteen-year-old child.

Shubai stood at the door, as if he had made some determination. He had already pressed his hand on the door and said: "If Sister Bai has no objection, I will come in."

When he was about to push the door and enter, Mrs. Bai inside suppressed a smile, and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"

The strength of the tree's hands is stronger.

Mrs. Bai gave a sneer, only a line of the door opened, and a light slashed out, hitting Shu Bai's chest and cutting him to the ground.

Shubai held the wound on his chest, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and continued to walk to the door, trying to push the door open.

Mrs. Bai said coldly: "Your authority is given to you. As long as I want to take it back, it can be done at any time. I know you want to do something for other people, but it doesn't make sense. You have never been just a boat in the river. , Not the one at the helm, just follow the trend honestly."

No matter what, Shubai will continue to open the door.

Mrs. White waved her sleeve again, knocking him to the ground.

Shubai climbed up again and rushed forward, his fingers clasped in the doorway, but this simple wooden door seemed to weigh a lot, and he tried his best to push it open only a little bit slowly.

Ms. Bai seemed to be really angry, she brushed her hand up, trying to cut off his fingers on the wooden door directly.

And Shubai was also desperate, mobilizing all the strength to rush forward.

The cracking sound suddenly started. This wooden door could not bear it for the first time. Under the squeezing of two forces, it suddenly shattered into countless pieces of wood. The pieces of wood that were thrown back at high speed were sharp as blades. Piercing into Shubai's body, he gritted his teeth, fell into the house, and raised his head with difficulty.

In the room, Mrs. Bai's faint sigh echoed.

Shubai's eyes widened, staring at the scene before him incredulously.

Ms. Bai in front of me is sitting in a wheelchair. Her knee-covered fox fur has been lifted up. Below that knee, the drooping skirt is empty, her legs have been cut off, and she is holding it in her arms. With her own leg bones, she held her leg bones in one hand and a bone knife in the other. She carefully polished her leg bones into a sword.

There is no sword, no hilt, only the sword body.

That's the style of flying swords.

Shubai stared at the broken leg and said in shock: "What are you doing?!"

Mrs. Bai calmed down. She looked at the two bone swords in her arms, as if watching a peerless painting, her expression was intoxicated: "I'm sharpening the sword."

Shubai pointed at her, puzzled: "But...but you..."

Mrs. White smiled and said: "Do you think they are so easy to kill? Only a real good sword can cut off their heads. This is the **** bone, and only the **** bone can sharpen it, and Everything else in this city, under this bone sword, will be cut apart. This is what I have been doing for a month. Now that you see it, are you satisfied?"

Speaking, she picked up some of her skirts to let him see more clearly.

Shubai stared at the wound, kept shaking his head, and then retched.

Mrs. Bai pushed the wheelchair to him, looked at him condescendingly, and said: "I told you long ago that you don't look at it, and the children should listen to their sister."

Shubai was covering her mouth, looking at her holding the sword sharpened by her leg bones, she was unspeakably sick.

He opened his mouth, took a breath, and said firmly, "You are getting weaker and weaker, and you need to do this... Even if you polish the sharpest sword, what do you have now? Ability to control this sword to kill them?"

Mrs. Bai curled her eyes. She did not answer Shu Bai’s question, but said: "They are indeed very smart, as if they have guessed what I am going to do. The light of the red moon is rain, and it is indeed possible to hide under the eaves. Through my prying eyes, what can a shallow house hide? I killed Bai Wuchang and the city lord with great fanfare before, for fear that I could not see it. Isn’t it because I want to use the balance of the other side to transfer their power to the boy ?"

Mrs. Bai laughed and said to herself: "After the realm was added, she pretended to anger that Zhao Xianger and said that she wanted to feed her fists, just to consolidate the new realm, and I don’t know how much it has grown. , It’s worth spending so much effort on acting for me. Oh, it’s not important to have not yet entered the mystery? This is what I said to me, making me feel that killing him will not break the balance... How clumsy is the method of tricking me out of the sword? "

She stroked the sword in her hand, and said: "In that case, my first sword, I will kill an insignificant one!"

While speaking, her expression became fierce, as if she had returned to the majestic queen a month ago. She put on a fox fur, grabbed the tree white, and said: "This sword, see clearly!"

Speaking, she grabbed the white tree and threw him outside the door. Then she raised her eyes, followed the eaves, looked at the red moon high in the sky, and then threw the sword in her hand. .

The sword never landed after it was thrown away. The red moon seemed to have a special attraction for this bone sword. He dragged it to the sky little by little, and finally turned into a small spot, and disappeared into the red moon. in.

Shubai looked at the sword in astonishment, and suddenly understood.

In this city, Mrs. Bai’s authority has almost been shattered, but only the red moon was constructed by her herself, which is equivalent to...

Shubai turned his head abruptly and happened to see that Mrs. Bai’s right eye was completely dark. He had seen her black eyes many times, but he realized today that she had already lost one of her eyes. Hongyue is her eyes hanging from the sky, she has been probing everything in this city.

Now she will send the sword above the red moon, then precisely lock their position and drop the sword directly.

This sword is absolutely impossible to kill Zhao Xianger, because even the stabbing is not enough to kill her. Similarly, she cannot kill the scheming Ning Changjiu, let alone from her judgment, Ning It’s been a long time to break through the realm secretly, and it’s more difficult to kill, so the point of this sword is only......

Shubai's eyes widened, and she remembered the little girl who was not much older than herself in a Tao skirt.

And Mrs. Bai watched the sword ascend into the sky, laughed, and said: "What do you think is such a wonderful sword that falls from the sky?"

Shubai mobilized all his strength, pulled up from the ground with difficulty, pounced on her, and roared: "You stop me!"

Mrs. Bai stretched out her hand and pushed him to the ground again. She smiled, "It's late."

Speaking, her dark eyes turned pale.

Red Moon has detected the location of the breath of life in that room, the tip of the sword has been precisely locked, and the range of the bone sword's strike is the entire room!

"Falling sword!"

Mrs. White gave the order.

In the center of the red moon, all the rays of light converged towards the center, condensing to a point. As Mrs. Bai thought, a long sword dragging a scarlet light broke through the red moon and fell straight down. The long sword was still the size of a needle at first, but it was so fast that it seemed to burn, and it was like a meteor digging into the ground in a flash. The place it pointed was the house where Ning Xiaoling was located!

At that moment, Ning Changjiu walked out of Zhao Xianger's room.

In front of his eyes, the bone sword fell, and the red light flourished.

Ms. Bai smiled even more. In her eyes, Ning Xiaoling is the really insignificant oil bottle. At most, she is only the strength of entering the Upper Profound Realm or the First Realm of Immortality. Killing her, the balance of the other side She wouldn't even be affected too much, even if it was really affected, she would be able to maintain balance if she slaughtered the cow.

The most important thing is that if you kill her, Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger will go crazy.

Heh, thought you saw through my conspiracy, and said some rhetoric in front of me, thinking you deceived me?

She probed some through the red moon. She only hated that it was a bird's-eye view and couldn't see clearly the grief and anger on Ning Changjiu's face.

In my sight, Hongmang exploded, and the entire roof was smashed and overturned in an instant. Hongmang was like fire and wind, swallowing and tearing everything, including Ning Changjiu's figure, and drowned it. When the red light died out, there would be no bones left of the little girl!

Shu Bai collapsed to the ground feebly. Although he did not witness it with his own eyes, the sense of powerlessness was extremely real. He realized that he was just a puppet of Mrs. Bai, and his thoughts and determination were not important, because he Since birth, invisible silk thread has been wrapped around every joint.

He raised his head and looked at Mrs. White, but suddenly frowned.

Because the smile on Mrs. Bai's face has suddenly disappeared.

The house has been razed to rubble.

The red light dissipated, and the smoke was gone.

Ning Xiaoling stood up from it staggeringly, her body was scarred, but she was holding a sword made of white bones in her hand.

She smiled weakly at Ning Changjiu, "Brother, is Xiaoling a good purse?"

Ning Changjiu walked to her, hugged her, smiled and said: "Junior sister is the best."

Ning Xiaoling leaned on his chest.

On the other side of Huangquan, Mrs. Bai muttered to herself: "How...how is it possible?!"

Next, she remembered a previous conversation.

Ning Xiaoling couldn't stand the brother being beaten, and came out of the house, trying to say something, but was stopped by Ning Changjiu.

She didn't take this scene to heart at the time, and now she wants to understand that Na Ning has really not broken the boundary for a long time. He sealed his body, and then Feng Du had to give the extra realm to Ning. Xiaoling! But now, she should be close to the realm of longevity through the immortal upper realm. If there was a dike, it would be possible to catch this sword!

Ning Xiaoling does have a dike.

Under the "instructions" of the previous brothers, she has set up many swords and locks to protect her body, and she and the brothers have the same mind, and there is no need for words at all. In that room, Ning Changjiu has been staring at Looking at Hongyue, the moment the sword appeared, it reminded her that Ning Xiaoling escaped the center of the bone sword strike in time.

Mrs. White laughed frantically, she threw another sword high and threw it at the red moon.

On the other side, Ning Changjiu raised his head and looked at Hongyue, as if staring at her, showing a small smile.