Beyond the Divine States Chapter 177: : Jingdian

"Shi Yuan moved! Shi Yuan moved!"

"Is she really a descendant of the royal family?"

"This..."

"Hurry up! Get trapped, then make a bond!"

"I hope the spirit will be more docile this time, and stop being a reincarnated evil spirit..."

Sanxiang stared at the light curtain rippling in the abyss, then slowly turned around and looked at the royal girl.

"Come back." His voice was still low and he couldn't hear any emotions, but it was obviously softened.

The royal girl opened her eyes wide, and the tears could not stop. The attendants next to her immediately removed her shackles. She rushed to the stone gate and fell to her knees with a plop, not knowing what she should do at the moment. Just staring at the front in tears, like a woman who was pregnant in October, looking excitedly at the appearance of her child during childbirth.

She opened her eyes wide and watched the white light getting closer, drawing out the shape of a person little by little.

She held her breath, unable to say a word.

Next, the corner of a white dress floated out. The corner of the dress was stained with dust and sand. It was a little shabby, but in her eyes it looked like the most beautiful flag banner in the world.

The light curtain pulsates.

A young man in white walked out from behind the light curtain.

The gods summoned by the descendants of the royal family in the past are all strange. Some are tall and majestic and click to break the door of the palace, there are also small and flexible like a flea, and even more human-shaped killer assassins.

The girl has imagined countless times, if she really has the blood of the royal family, what will the spirit she summoned look like?

But at this moment, she found that all her past fantasies were so pale.

The young man has white clothes and black hair, beautiful eyebrows, and the lines of his cheeks are a bit soft, but his pupils are unspeakably harsh. He wears a broken sword at his waist, holds a piece of black iron withered branches in his hand, and has a straight body. Even if the clothes are worn and bloody, it can't conceal the dusty fairy in his body.

I don’t know if the spirit is too weak at the moment, she just feels that she has never seen such a beautiful and dazzling boy. She is usually clever, but now after the boy appeared, she seemed to have lost her voice, just silent She shed tears, wringed her hands in front of her, unable to say a word.

She thought about whether she should stand up from the futon. After all, logically speaking, she will be his master in the future. There is no reason for the master to kneel down for the spirit servant.

But she also thinks, how can such a young man who is so immortal be a servant...

Yes! He is my **** father!

"Do it!" Sanxiang said.

"Don't!" The royal girl spoke subconsciously, her voice sharp because of panic.

All the gods, after walking out of Shiyuan, will be trapped in their God-Bounding Formation, and then forcibly make an agreement with the person who opened Shiyuan with blood, and then become masters and servants and members of the royal family. The absolute killer to conquer the world outside the city.

This is a matter of convention.

She understands the rules, but a momentary impulse made her want to stop, and soon, there was a flash of clarity in her mind-she didn't have the king's blood at all.

This is what she has summed up over the past ten years.

She didn't know how the gods of the white-clothed youth came out with great magical powers, but if she wanted her to hook up with the opponent with the blood of the king, she might be exposed again, and the miracle that was finally waiting would also be wiped out.

She wants to stop all of this, but what can she do if she participates in the first?

Two rows of people in black and white clothes moved.

They are like a weapon with a handle out of the sheath. Before they gathered into the abyss in a short time, their wrists twisted and opened, and they took out the same objects of different shapes. Those objects glowed and were above the hall. The magnificent and colorful Mojing corresponded to each other, and the opposite patterns on Mojing also lit up, and beams of light fell from the sky and penetrated the entire hall, forming a shackle with a large array as the core.

This hall was created by the gods who walked out of the abyss of trapped prisoners.

From ancient times to the present, no **** who has walked out of the abyss has escaped the bound gods formation.

Under the big formation, the white robe seemed so lonely.

……

Ning Changjiu walked out of the light curtain, and he saw the girl who was crying with pear blossoms and running towards him at first sight. He wondered in his heart how he would push her away if she rushed forward. .

Fortunately, she knelt on the ground halfway through the run.

Then he looked at the man who looked very powerful.

He found that their language is almost indistinguishable from the world beyond the abyss... Is this the other end of the abyss? Farther north in the southern wilderness?

While he was still thinking, the beams of light running through the hall lit up.

After retreating quietly to the big formation, Sanxiang stood on the sidelines with cold eyes.

He vaguely felt that this **** seems to be different, but there are countless different species in the abyss. It is not strange what kind of life comes out, not to mention that they are not gods at all, even if they are dazzling in their previous lives, now It is just about to become a servant of the royal weapon.

But it didn't take long for Sanxiang's brows to furrow. The more they were locked, the tighter they were, and they were almost touching.

He couldn't understand what was happening before him.

I saw that the fluttering white boy's toes slightly tapped, stepping into this large formation, he glanced at the gorgeous and exquisite Moi in the sky, and then at the light that bound the soul, his footsteps kept. Go straight ahead.

Those lights fell on him, like the most ordinary sunlight, failing to startle the corners of his clothes.

He walked through the hall freely, his eyes slowly passing by the crowd, seemingly puzzled.

The royal girl kneeling on the ground looked at him with a look of excitement... Too terrible... In the past, those were nothing but emotionless weapons. This is the real god!

Samsang stared at him as he walked slowly through the array.

The big formation slowly disappeared with his footsteps.

This is something that has never happened in history.

Where did he come from?

After all, Sanxiang is a great figure in Duanjiecheng. He immediately stabilized and said: "Sword formation!"

More than a dozen people in black and white clothes obey orders, and they fall on both sides like ghosts and impermanence.

These people are all top-notch masters in Duanjiecheng.

After Sanxiang gave the order, white lights flicked out from their sleeves. Those white lights were like a spring of sword aura, men's sword auras were straight and rigid, while women's sword auras were wrapped up like ribbons. , The two intertwined, looking down from above actually looked like a white lotus, and the white-clothed boy was in the lotus heart.

Ning Changjiu watched the surrounding sword energy, and stopped slightly.

He didn't understand why he just met him and wanted to die like this.

In his body, the sword scripture has already commented proudly: "This sword formation should have been handed down seven or eight hundred years ago. At that time, people who learned swords were just like writing poems, and they liked to draw natural materials. , The pursuit of symmetrical beauty has led to many flashy and fancy swordsmanship. I thought these were lost after the great catastrophe five hundred years ago, but I didn’t expect to see them here."

As it commented, Ning Chang had already taken a long time and walked forward.

Ning Changjiu picked up the dead branches lingering in the white haze in his hand, and threw it towards the front of the sword formation.

White light sword aura, the scattered sword aura resembles a small arrow with a handle that shoots outwards, and then smashes into each other in the air, turning into a white sword aura shadow.

Ning Changjiu looked at the dead branch, the dead branch filled with the law of time showed a stronger power than he imagined, and the sword formation seemed vulnerable in front of it.

Shanxiang looked at Ning Changjiu, who continued to walk outside the hall gate, his face changed.

He is a powerful existence second only to the king in the city of Duanjie. He will never allow anyone or soul to trample on the dignity of the royal family.

Sanxiang does not have a sword, what he uses is a special kind of spirituality.

Ning Changjiu looked at him.

Under the step of Sanxiang, a curtain was spread out in azure blue. On the curtain, snow-white spots of light flickered. They are legendary stars. Although they have disappeared in the sky of Broken World City for hundreds of years, Participating in the study of Xingluo's book for dozens of years, finally arranged them according to the book's records and turned them into their own use.

When Ning Changjiu was taking the next step, everything around him instantly fought and shifted. He felt like he had left the palace and was drawn into an independent space. The sky full of stars was his long-lost enemy.

But for Ning Changjiu, who has experienced Liantian Town before, the secret of this space is still a bit crude.

The royal girl saw that the boy and Sanxiang disappeared out of thin air, and her heart was extremely nervous. She knew how powerful Sanxiang was, but before long, her eyes were again occupied by white light.

A white line was lit up and torn apart, and then the white-clothed boy fell back into the temple like a cloud blowing in the valley, and then walked outside the temple.

He walked by his side, like a passing wind.

The royal girl wiped her tears and wanted to say something, but the young man kept walking outside without stopping.

"Stop him!" Shen Xiang also appeared behind him, his mouth was overflowing with blood, and he pointed straight at the back of Ning Changjiu's departure, angrily said.

Ning Changjiu felt that this meditation was actually very powerful, but his own iron branch was too strong, and it happened to be incompatible with his magic.

After the order was given, the rest of the people had to follow the order.

The royal girl watched those black and white clothes passing by.

She turned around.

The scene in her eyes was against the light, but she opened her eyes wide, unwilling to let go of any detail.

She saw that the young man was carrying an iron tree—the sword! The swords guarded by the royal family were smashed like broken copper and iron, and they were smashed on the ground, making their movements extremely chic.

In the entire hall, no one was his opponent, even the Lord Sanxiang was defeated by his sword.

This is the legendary **** who can lead Duanjiecheng back to the land!

It's just... why doesn't he even look at me?

It was obviously summoned by me...

Seeing that the young man was about to walk out of the hall, the minister thought desperately, is it necessary for the king to take action?

"Wait a minute!"

The girl suddenly said.

The young man standing at the threshold really stopped. He turned around, glanced at them, and said, "I didn't intend to hurt you."

So kind...

The girl thought silently, and said: "Um, **** father, what is your name, I... I called you out! Look at me."

"I'm not your father." The boy glanced at her, then turned and left.

The girl immediately jumped up from the ground and ran after him. She wanted to hug his thigh, but was avoided lightly. The girl leaped into the air, lying on the ground, raising her head, her eyes full of tears and said: "Brother Shenling You have nowhere to go when you first come, or just live in my house, my house is very beautiful, my mother just died, and I just have a room available, I can help you clear it."

"You are so filial." Ning Changjiu said in silence for a moment.

The girl thought he was complimenting herself, she immediately got up from the ground, and said pitifully: "Well, I... I called you out. You look so good-looking, so you should also guard Be the way, my mother is dead, I am sad, and I will be alone in the future. You are my only family now. You can't leave me alone, right?"

What the girl didn't know was that beside this seemingly peaceful teenager, there were actually two voices who kept encouraging him.

"Although this little girl is crying a little ugly, but the embryo seems to be improvised, or else accept it?"

"Bah, fortunately, you used to keep your mouth shut before marrying, and you can't walk when you see a young girl? I have been unswervingly supporting Uncle Ning to marry our highness! Of course... You can go anywhere, and stay in her house for a few days."

"Well, I don't know if Lu gets married anyway."

"His Royal Highness does not know either."

"..."

Ning Changjiu took a silent breath and said: "What's your name?"

The girl was very excited when she heard the words, but when she thought about it, she felt that her name was a bit strange and ordinary, and her mood was a little lower, and said: "I...I'm Shao Xiaoli."