Beyond the Divine States Chapter 264: ：Linggu Grand Competition ends

Three years ago, in the autumn rain in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom, Ning Xiaoling was stained by the old red-tailed demon seed and entered the purple courtyard.

During the Tribulation of the Heart Demon, Ning Changjiu connected the two minds with a purple and golden rune and entered Ning Xiaoling's Tribulation of the Heart Demon.

The snow falls on the long street, the heart demon is cut off, the white fox sleeps, the thunder robbery disappears.

She flashed past the purple court realm and returned to normal.

But in Tiandao's judgment, she has already entered the Purple Court Realm.

Heart Devil Tribulation and Sky Thunder Tribulation can only experience once.

Now that the soul flag is shaking, the evil spirits are coming, and the power of the evil spirits absorbed by Shentu feeds back on herself, and she finally breaks out of the bottleneck again and enters a broader, completely different world.

The gathered evil spirits let out a sharp and low grief.

They have long since lost their consciousness. They are just a gathering of spirituality at this moment, but they still feel the horror when they are close to Ning Xiaoling.

Qu Wu listened to the cry of the evil spirit, and he heard the scalp numb, and the scales covering his body opened up, making a noise like iron collision.

"I have entered the Purple Court..."

Ning Xiaoling's words resembled the whispers of a complainant, and remained in his ears for a long time.

He doesn't know how Ning Xiaoling did it, but a strong sense of ominousness has already grown in his heart.

This girl is not an ordinary ascetic at all. She is an executioner with countless blades on her back. She is an envoy from the Nether Kingdom who has inherited part of the power of the Emperor Ming.

Previously, he suppressed a big realm and failed to kill her quickly. Now that Ning Xiaoling has stepped through Zi Ting, what should he do?

The cracking sound of bones sounded again.

Ning Xiaoling raised her fist and smashed it against his chest.

The white scales gathered in an instant are like a heart-guard.

Ning Xiaoling’s **** fist slammed firmly on the scales of the heart protector, and the sound of broken armour from the fist exploded between the two of them. The sound wave and fist wind spread rapidly in a ring, and between them, white light In a flash, Qu Wu's breastplate was completely shattered, and his body was smashed out in a daze. With a bang, Qu Wu's black wings flared, tearing the wind, and the rolling wind stabilized his figure again.

He stared at the girl in the white skirt with the disheveled hair in the wall with a look of amazement.

Ning Xiaoling also looked at him silently, she didn't speak anymore, and the breath from her body was converging into her body.

If someone suddenly saw this scene, they would think it was a mural depicting a **** at dusk.

The flower-like girl was pierced with a bone sword through her lower abdomen and nailed to the wall. The blood fell off the old stone wall and filled into the grooves carved on the wall. A faint, dim light fell on her body. Her lifelessness radiated from her hair, her beautiful face was not painful, her eyes were clear, her soft lips were still smiling, these delicate and beautiful expressions were soaked in the dirty blood, countless in front of her. The evil spirits looked at her fearfully and reverently, just like her ministers.

A scene like a mural came to life.

After Ning Xiaoling blasted Qu Wu with a fist, she stretched out her hand and pressed it on the hilt of the sword, slowly pulling it out of her lower abdomen.

The blade cut through the flesh again, dripping with blood.

But for monks, especially those who have stepped into the Purple Court Realm, apart from the Qi Sea Purple Court and the heart and throat, the rest are not critical.

Ning Xiaoling quickly stopped the bleeding.

The slender Shentu has a very small arc. It is almost a straight blade, so it is more like a ruler in the hand at this moment.

"Who is the woman you mentioned earlier?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

Qu Wu looked at her deeply and asked: "Are you really ignorant or pretending to be with me?"

Ning Xiaoling stood up and said: "You only need to pretend when you are weak. At this moment, my question is interrogation."

"Interrogation?" Qu Wu laughed loudly: "No matter how you are, you are just a mortal. What qualifications do you have to interrogate me?"

Ning Xiaoling's figure floated out of the wall, her hand touched her abdomen, there was still vague blood between her fingers.

"I am at least a complete person, and you are just a defective product without a body." Ning Xiaoling looked at the feathered snake's body on the ground and spoke slowly.

Qu Wu Snake pupil squinted tightly, he clenched the bone sword in his hand, weighing Ning Xiaoling's strength in his heart.

Ning Xiaoling first entered Zi Ting, how could he also crush the two floors.

But he felt more and more ominous.

The power that burst out of Ning Xiaoling's petite body exceeded his expectations.

The girl's figure disappeared in the same place. The next moment, the void collapsed, and the scarlet blade cut through the void and fell onto Qu Wu's head.

Qu Wu blocked as usual, but this time he blocked his hard bone sword through a gap.

The spirits retreat.

The snow-white fox propped up his image in the ancient temple.

It is no longer the cub of the past, but a big fox with five tails wagging. Its wagging tail is like a beating white firework, slowly stretching in the air. Ning Xiaoling's figure standing with a knife wrapped in the white fox In the shadows.

Everyone looked up.

Because of the fog, they could not see Ning Xiaoling's form at the moment, but just looking at it from the fog, their hearts felt squeezed.

The little girl was holding her heart in one hand to relieve the pressure, and she looked up foolishly without blinking.

In the gray mist, the slender blade cut out a huge blade of light, and the unfinished decisive battle once again kicked off brilliantly.

The red and white figures collided.

The first moment the sword and the sword collided, the whole hall began to shake.

After Ning Xiaoling stepped into the Purple Court realm, many things that she had learned in the past but still had time to penetrate in the future were also natural.

At this moment, she has more than one brain, and this blood knife God Tu unknowingly changes her thinking.

The inheritance of the King of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the Palace of Medicine King in Bai Rili, also as Ning Xiaoling stepped into the purple court realm, naturally penetrated and merged into her sea of ​​knowledge.

Her body faintly took on the embryonic form of a medicine furnace.

When this cauldron medicine furnace is completed, she will be able to use her body as the medicine king's palace like the medicine king, truly invading all poisons and reversing life and death.

The medicine stove turned, helping her quickly recover from her injuries.

The stormy clashes in the sky became more and more violent.

Same as Zi Ting, but after Ning Xiaoling was successfully promoted, the battle was completely reversed, and her offensive against Qu Wu was almost overwhelming.

She used the sword of disaster restraint, and this set of sword moves showed a new power in her hands.

The sword trick itself is not considered powerful, and it is even similar to the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sword Sutra.

But this sword trick was designed to deal with these betrayers of the Feathered Serpent tribe.

The Feathered Snake tribe is limited by many innate factors, and the logic of many battles cannot be changed, and they were caught to death by this set of sword moves.

Qu Wu's moves were suppressed by Ning Xiaoling, and Shentu became brighter after being dyed with the blood of the feather snake, and the transparent blade almost burned.

The scales shattered, the blood splashed, and the dark feathers slowly drifted down.

The howling of Shen Tu Pofeng kept ringing.

Ning Xiaoling's figure shuffled through the sky, shaving out countless rays of light.

The speed of repairing Qu Wu's injury can't keep up with Ning Xiaoling's damage.

He hovered in the air, his body resembling a fish scraped by the sharp side of a knife, with scales peeling off and flesh and blood blurred.

"Is she dead? Are you her reincarnation?" Qu Wu also felt the despair that Ning Xiaoling felt before.

Shen Tu is too powerful, and it is even more powerful for Ning Xiaoling, who is already extraordinary.

It has been suppressed in the White Snake God Valley for so long, and it has worked hard for hundreds of years. Recently, the seal was finally loosened, and he was able to escape. There was nothing wrong with the plan of possession, but he met this little girl, and she held the magic knife that she had coveted for many years.

The greed eventually swallowed me.

Ning Xiaoling listened to his question, she hit Qu Wu's shoulder with a sword, shattered his shoulder armor, and patted the ground.

Qu Wu struggled to get up from the ground.

Ning Xiaoling held the bone sword, and fell down like a spear of trial.

This bone sword, which originally belonged to him, pierced the flesh, chopped up the spine, and nailed him back to the ground.

"I am not the reincarnation of someone." Ning Xiaoling looked at Qu Wu's twitching snake body, and she answered his question: "I am Ning Xiaoling. The age of thousands of years."

Qu Wu held the bone sword that pierced his chest in both hands, and wanted to pull it out, but Ning Xiaoling had fallen in the air and stopped beside him.

"Are there anything you haven't done yet?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

Qu Wu grinned and said: "You **** girl... it's this time, and you want to steal a secret from my mouth?"

Ning Xiaoling said earnestly: "You gods who came from the ancient times should all be buried in secrets. After holding back for so many years, don't you want to find someone to tell? Don't you feel sorry to die like this?" /

Qu Wu said angrily: "Of course regret, then you let me go!"

Ning Xiaoling thought for a while and said: "I am definitely going to kill you, you like to say nothing."

Qu Wu was a little shocked: "You want to kill me, and you want me to count the money for you before I die?"

But he does have a lot of words to say.

Ning Xiaoling's powerful sword lock has been pressed on his body, and the invisible sword domain spread out and enveloped them.

Ning Xiaoling held the knife and walked in front of him, the blade pointed at his throat.

His snake-like face is hideous and ugly.

"Last words." Ning Xiaoling said.

Qu Wu made a gurgling sound in his throat. He thought for a while, and slowly said: "It's okay to tell you something... The Primordial First God cannot be really killed. There is still a way for Mingjun to resurrect, but to resurrect. Afterwards, Mingjun is likely to become a puppet of some people."

"Some people? Who?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

Qu Wudao: "Why are you so stupid at this time? Of course it is the person who resurrected it... It's ridiculous to say that the most powerful creature in the world will one day become a weapon of killing in the hands of others, hahaha..."

Qu Wu's wild laughter brought a gust of **** wind in the ancient temple.

Ning Xiaoling asked: "Who wants to resurrect it? That woman in your mouth?"

"Yeah." Qu Wu nodded.

"Who is she?"

"I don't know what kind of status she plays in the Nether Taoist Lingzong, but her past name is..." Qu Wu Snake pupil narrowed, lost in memory, and slowly said: "Wood Lingtong. "

"Mu Lingtong?" Ning Xiaoling was slightly puzzled, she had never heard of this name.

Qu Wu said nothing.

Ning Xiaoling frowned and said: "Is the last words finished?"

"Yeah..." Qu Wu spoke slowly. Then, his pupils suddenly widened, his sturdy arms and meridians burst out, and all the previously accumulated power was gushing out at this moment.

His body was completely snakelike, only a pair of arms stabbed towards Ning Xiaoling like a knife.

This is Qu Wu's last fight back.

The hall shook and fell like a rain of gravel.

Ning Xiaoling had even expected it, but she still couldn't escape Qu Wu's sudden attack.

Her body was drawn by the feather snake, and the snake's tail curled up tightly.

The feather snake rushes up with her, seemingly to die together.

Ning Xiaoling didn't panic.

The python kills its prey by hanging, but at this moment its strength is not enough to crush Ning Xiaoling's bones, and even her breathing rate cannot be changed.

At the time of lift-off, Ning Xiaoling pierced the blood-burning Shentu into its extremely long neck. The spine was stabbed and the blade cut through the feathers of the feather snake as her arm turned. The blood parted in front of her.

The speed at which the giant snake lifted off into the sky was full.

Ning Xiaoling jumped out of the snake's body, and the knife pierced its jaw again.

The feather snake is definitely dead.

Before dying, Qu Wu let out the last sharp laugh: "Mingjun and Tianzang, they are not immortal enemies like the legend says. There were other people who fought with Tianzang... …"

This is the last secret it tells.

The higher the level, the more shocking this secret is.

But Ning Xiaoling remained indifferent. She only vaguely knew that Mingjun and Tianzang were two great gods.

And there is another way of saying this in this world.

Anyone who hears the secrets of the gods will be punished by the gods. The greater the secret, the heavier the penalty.

Qu Wu told the secret, so he faced death.

Its last secret was told to Ning Xiaoling by using polyphonic threads, so that no one could share the punishment for her.

In the end, its lingering head was chopped off cleanly by Ning Xiaoling.

The head took off under the force and hit the ceiling, and the body fell off and fell to the ground again.

The corpse is separated.

The feather snake died completely.

Its body dissipated along with the huge, walking corpse before.

Ning Xiaoling stood on the spot holding a long knife, feeling a sense of sorrow in her heart.

Everyone present looked at her.

"Sister Xiaoling..."

They all saw this **** scene almost like a battle between ghosts and gods.

They can't even tell at this moment, at this moment, the girl with messy hair and full of human blood and snake blood is a man or a demon.

Ning Xiaoling shook her body, she stood with a knife, running Yao Wang Xin Jue to quickly heal herself.

"It's dead, don't worry." Ning Xiaoling said.

The little girl fell to the ground, she looked at Ning Xiaoling's figure, she already shed tears: "Senior Sister Xiaoling is so handsome..."

Ning Xiaoling only vaguely heard her shouting and raising the flag, applauding: "You did a good job."

The little girl was originally worried that she used the flag indiscriminately to be settled by the autumn queen, but now she is finally relieved: "I... my name is Yan Yuan, thank you Sister for her life-saving grace!"

The voice just fell, and the three seniors around her also gave a present: "Thank you, senior sister for your life-saving grace."

From this moment on, Ning Xiaoling was their master sister.

Even in Minglang, after seeing the scene where Shura was drinking blood just now, I was convinced.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Ning Xiaoling waved freely.

The four of them looked slightly weird.

Sitting cross-legged on the bright corridor, he looked at the bumpy ground and said: "Let's tell Master Uncle this as soon as possible."

Ning Xiaoling said: "Well, but you have to promise me that the matter of my swordsmanship must be kept secret. As for why I broke the purple court without crossing the catastrophe, I will explain to the uncles."

Another senior said quickly: "We will keep the secret for the little senior sister."

Ning Xiaoling nodded.

The hall began to collapse.

Yan Yuan panicked and said: "Let’s go quickly, we will bury this big snake if we don’t leave."

"You go first." Ning Xiaoling said as she used her spiritual power to drag the hall that was about to collapse, and then dug out a crumpled cloth tape from the rubble in the corner.

She picked up the Lingbao that had been scattered on the ground and lost aura one by one, and stuffed them back into the cloth bag.

These are what she got in exchange for going up the mountains and down the sea all day to fight monsters, she is so rare, how can she bear to see them buried in the ashes.

Ning Xiaoling flicked past like wind and remnant clouds.

Several seniors were stunned. Compared to Ning Xiaoling's why she didn't need to cross the robbery, she was able to find so many things in the valley that made everyone feel the most incredible thing.

The ban on the Naihe Bridge is lifted, the hall is about to collapse, and the crumpled cloth bags are filled up again.

They wanted to escape, but they don't have to.

Skylight plunged into the canyon.

The Linggu Grand Contest is over, and all the teleportation kits take effect.

When the time came, they appeared outside of the valley with Lingbao.

The old and middle-aged men who watched them enter are the ones in charge of the Linggu Dabi.

The old man's name is Zhu Ding, and the middle-aged man's name is Jiang Xian.

At the end of the Linggu Grand Contest, the more than ten practitioners present were the ones who persisted to the end. Not only can they get the spirit treasures they have collected, they can also receive additional rewards based on their rankings.

Jiang Xian looked at more than a dozen youths and girls in the dust.

Soon, he noticed the injury on the chest of the bright corridor.

The location of the injury...

Purple Court!

Jiang Xian was shocked and speechless, wondering if there was something in Linggu that could hurt Ming Corridor.

The old man Zhu Ding also saw his injury. He guessed that something major had happened in Linggu, and planned to ask about it slowly after he finished the ranking.

Neither of them noticed, except for Ming Corridor and the four disciples around him, the other disciples looked at Ning Xiaoling with hostility and resentment.

Ning Xiaoling lowered her head in embarrassment.

Actually, she also wandered the entire canyon, and basically robbed all the disciples she encountered.

Of course, the way of ranking is very simple.

Zhu Ding took a look.

When I left, Minglang was holding the hoisting flag, and it was deemed that he had obtained the holy flag.

"Minglang won the leader." Jiang Xian announced.

This is not unexpected.

But Ming Corridor’s face changed. He looked at the homing banner and said: "Ming Corridor is ashamed. This spirit treasure should be given to Xiaoling...Senior Sister’s, it just ended hurriedly before it was too late. ."

"Huh?" Zhu Ding frowned.

Other people's focus is on "Sister Xiaoling".

As a big disciple of the younger generation recognized by Shimai, Ming Lang actually called a junior sister as her senior sister. The strangest thing is that the few people next to him didn’t feel wrong, but instead helped out: "Senior Sister Xiaoling knows that we have Daen, without her, all of us would be buried in the Jedi..."

Zhu Ding looked at Ming Gallery’s injuries and listened to their words, and realized that this matter might be more complicated than he thought.

Zhu Ding's brows tightened sharply, and said: "We will discuss the rewards and punishments afterwards, and follow the rules first."

The other disciples had something to say, but they were interrupted by Zhu Ding, saying, "Whoever holds the holy spirit banner is the leader, and the rest...en? Ning Xiaoling, what do you think?"

Ning Xiaoling raised her hand.

She walked out of the crowd and said: "Uncle Master, can a spirit-bearing banner be worth all the other spirit treasures?"

Zhu Ding shook his head and said: "Of course it can't be worth it. According to the rules, the first Lingbao can be worth more than twenty pieces, but this rule is fixed, no one can find twenty..."

The old man's words gradually stopped.

Ning Xiaoling untied the cloth tape she was carrying on her back.

The cloth bag was so swollen that it was almost bursting.

"This..." Jiang Xian saw the exposed corner of the cloth bag and felt that he was dreaming.

The cloth bag is full of various spirit treasures.

"I didn't have enough time, so I found something like this..." Ning Xiaoling said with some regret.

If it weren't for hitting the big snake, she could still search the mountains in the middle of the night.

"Just... these? Just..."

Jiang Xian looked at the Lingbao piled up on the ground. He knew that the elders could not lose their stance in front of the younger ones anyway, but he still didn't control his emotions. He kept shaking his head while looking at Lingbao and Master Uncle.

Zhu Ding was also shocked.

Previously, he was still feeling that when he was young, he found five treasured treasures, which is not too much to say, but after hundreds of years, there is no young man who can break his record.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he took charge of the Linggu Grand Contest and deliberately increased the difficulty.

It's thank goodness that a disciple can find one thing.

These...

Zhu Ding did not expect that his old life would be affected by this kind of impact.

He stroked his beard, took out the almost new booklet and handed it to Jiang Xian, asking him to help find out the specific rules of Linggu Grand Biography.

The other disciples looked at the pile of spirit treasures, while they were shocked, while looking for their own share.

Ning Xiaoling stood aggressively beside her.

Jiang Xian began to count and calculate the final total score according to rank.

The rule that the first strange treasure can be used for more than 20 ordinary strange treasures was set by the uncle casually, for the convenience and effort. Because this rule is no different from the Lingbao who took the first place.

But...

Jiang Xian took a count, and finally sighed: "The first one is Ming Corridor. Although your spirit treasures are very precious together, it is a pity that you are still a little short of the soul-racking banner. If you can find one more. You can create miracles..."

"Isn't all this enough?" Ning Xiaoling was also surprised.

Jiang Xian handed over the booklet: "If you don't believe it, you count it yourself."

How can Ning Xiaoling know exactly? She frowned and said, "Really only one piece missing?"

"Yes." Jiang Xian nodded.

Ning Xiaoling stretched her hand to the back of her head and tucked her messy long hair to the front. She fumbled through her memory and found a hairpin from it.

When she picked up this hairpin, she dismissed it for its low grade, so she inserted it into her hair casually.

She put the hairpin on the mountain-like spirit treasure.

Like a spire.

There is silence around.

Jiang Xian and Zhu Ding looked at each other.

Isn't this little girl who they agreed to make up the number of people and retain a little dignity of Yuling's line? How...

The old man kept twisting his beard, and every time he twisted it, there were a few more broken beards in his hand. When Ning Xiaoling took out the last hairpin, his beard was running out.

This son is terrifying...This is the only idea of ​​the old man.

Jiang Xian looked at her, thinking that all the wooden plaques that congratulated Minglang for winning the first prize were finished, but now it seems that they have all been smashed and replaced with new ones.

Jiang Xian closed the book, he looked around, slowly opened his mouth, and announced: "The leader of the Linggu Contest this time is..."

By the way... what is this little girl's name?

"What's your name?" Before she walked out of You Pavilion at twenty breaths, Jiang Xian didn't pay much attention to her. At this moment, she realized that she didn't even know her name.

I really missed my eyes...

Ning Xiaoling said earnestly: "My name is Ning Xiaoling, the age of one thousand and one thousand generations."

After speaking, she added another sentence: "My brother's name is Ning Changjiu, and I see Jiusheng for a long time."

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(I arrived home very late today, too tired, I shouldn’t be able to do it in the early morning. Try to resume double watch tomorrow~)

(Thanks to Master Qiankun Wanyu for rewarding the rudder master! Thank you for the heroes who rewarded blood feather bacteria! Thank you for your reward and support~ Happy National Day everyone.)