Beyond the Divine States Chapter 272: : Earth dragon rises into the sky and howls the sky
"Ms. Ming..." Lu Jiajia whispered softly.
The word is like a spark, splashing into the darkness of the sea of consciousness, lighting up some thoughts that were not reachable in the past.
Ning Changjiu stood on the ruins where the sword of Zhenxian broke out, looking towards the direction of Ancient Lingzong.
This trip to the Ancient Lingzong requires at least one month to fly with the sword. They killed Mr. Chu and the four sword holders, and they also forged a feud with Luo Shulou.
They were originally worried about whether they would be chased by Luo Shulou again during this trip, but now it seems that something more terrifying has happened in Luo Shulou.
"The Dragon Mother Empress has died, Haiguo and Gu Lingzong are in collusion, Luo Shulou wants to rely on Dragon Mother to resurrect Tianzang...The fake Dragon Mother went to Luo Shulou." Ning Changjiu said slowly. In the context of these events, Han Sheng asked: "What exactly does Dragon Mother want to do?"
Lu Jia married and said: "If these speculations are true, then the fake dragon mother should want to live with the authority of heaven."
"No..." Ning Changjiu said flatly. He raised his head and said earnestly: "Tian Zang was a dragon of earth veins in ancient times, and only the dragon girl that has survived to this day can be used as a container for its birth. The fake dragon mother only needs It’s not like Dragon Mother..."
After listening to these words, Lu Jiajia expressed his approval after thinking about it.
Her thinking once again returned to the point just now: "Mingjun."
"Yeah." Ning Changjiu said his own guess: "The Dragon Mother may be the best container for the gods in existence, so it can contain the heaven, and of course Mingjun will do."
"In other words, the vigorous plan of resurrecting Tianzang designed by Luo Shulou had to make wedding dresses for them. This turned out to be a guise. Behind Tianzang’s birth, it was actually Mingjun’s resurrection... …Now the Dragon Mother is dead, and her body should be at the old site of the Hades of the Ancient Lingzong, waiting for the birth of Hades."
Ning Changjiu's eyes were filled with anxiety.
He couldn't help thinking of Linhe City.
The King Ming was born, and the city is full of souls.
While the Ancient Lingzong has ten veins, the ten veins correspond to the Yama of the Ten Temples...
In this world, it is far more than Mrs. Bai who want to usurp the power of Mingjun scattered!
"That Xiaoling..." Lu Jiajia's lips were pale, and even if they didn't sleep, they were doing their best. When they arrived at Gu Lingzong, everything should be too late.
Ning Changjiu said: "Go to Luoshulou."
The best way to prevent everything from happening is to kill the perpetrators of all this.
The most important thing is that they don't need to make detours to get to Luoshu Tower. It only takes one night to go straight.
"With our strength, is it really enough to break into the Luoshu Tower?" Lu Jiajia worried.
The ninth floor master of Luo Shulou is a master who has reached the top of the five realms, and kills them only by raising their hands.
Ning Changjiu said: "If the calculation is correct, the fake dragon mother will be the enemy of the ninth floor master. Of course, before entering the building, we must set up flying formations at all possible escape places. If things go wrong, we must run away immediately. You must protect your life."
Lu Jiajia said ah.
Luo Shulou is extremely dangerous. In addition to the owner of the Ninth Floor, there are also two peerless masters of the five realms sitting in town, any one of them is enough to kill them.
"What about Xiaoling? If we fail, what will Xiaoling do?" Lu Jiajia worried.
Ning Changjiu stopped to look in the direction of Gu Lingzong, and said softly: "Xiaoling is seventeen years old this year, I believe she also has the courage and strength to face disasters alone."
It was then that Lu Jiajiao suddenly remembered that the time had already passed so long.
In her memory, Ning Xiaoling will always be the delicate and delicate girl in a white dress and still childish.
"Well, I also believe in Xiaoling." After a long time, Lu Jiajia also said softly.
She looked at Qiu Yue and continued: "Let’s pick a city first and spend some money to find a family to foster you. If we haven’t returned for a month, you can live by yourself in the future."
"No!" Qiu Yue shook her head vigorously, her face wrinkled, her expression scared: "I don't want to leave my father and mother."
Lu Jiajia sighed softly: "I am not your mother, and you will grow up someday."
Qiu Yue said: "No, I don't want to go, let me follow you..."
Lu Jia married: "The things that follow are extremely dangerous, we don't have the energy to protect you."
Qiu Yue said seriously: "I don't need my mother to protect me, I will protect myself, um...I will follow you anyway when I die."
Lu Jiama looks embarrassed.
Ning Changjiu said lightly: "Let her follow."
Qiu Yue’s smiling face: "Thank you, Daddy."
Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia switched directions and went to Luoshulou.
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In Luoshulou, Mother Dragon was half kneeling on the ground, her hair scattered, her expression haggardless.
The bundle of Xian cables squeezed her delicate body, and the soft fabric was tightened to the extreme.
After she left the Caijuan Immortal Palace, her body was like a closed creek exposed to the sun without any supplies, and her spiritual power was slowly evaporating.
Luo Cangsu looked at this face that once made him fascinated.
At the beginning, I was nothing but a long-lived little person. I saw the stunning glance of the Dragon Mother and Empress's independent sea from a distance, and was fascinated.
Afterwards, I had the honor to travel to Middle-earth together, which I will never forget.
It's a pity that now he sees her mysterious veil fade away, revealing the weakness of her human nature, but there is no more waves in his heart.
Time flies.
He walked to the indifferent throne, and she had left the original ice sea, and unfortunately fell back into the mortal world.
Luo Cangsu sighed.
This is his rare emotion, which disappears in no time.
The Dragon Mother Empress raised her head with a cold expression: "You made such a big noise, do you think no one knows? Luo Shulou is not invincible in the world, and the other third floors will never allow you to be the only one! The sword pavilion is also the case. The eyes on the fourth floor are pierced...someone will come to stop you."
Luo Cangsu said: "I took you to the Luoshu Tower back then. You should be very clear about what the tenth floor of the Luoshu Tower has...that is a miracle comparable to the bones of the Tianzang."
Dragon Mother Empress changed slightly.
Of course she remembers... the tenth floor, the tenth floor... it was something far more complicated and delicate than her luxurious dress.
The tenth floor of Luoshu Building is a small room that contains all the history of a thousand years.
Its town building is Luoshu.
Loshu has a line of self-judgment.
Everything that crosses that line will be recorded in Luoshu in detail.
The Dragon Mother once stretched out her hand to touch those golden ant-like texts. Each text contains a real independent space. Everyone in each space can also touch it. When the finger is attached, that person’s Life and important nodes will also be revealed in the form of text and images.
She had been fascinated by the magnificent history of five hundred years ago, where the corpse mountain and the sea of blood were used to make the tripod. She watched it for seven days and seven nights.
It's a pity that there are still many gaps in that period of history and it is not complete.
The fall of a certain **** of the kingdom is also a taboo among taboos, even Luo Shulou cannot record it.
"Are you going to completely open Luo Shulou?" The Dragon Mother's voice trembled.
Luo Cangsu nodded and said: "In short, it is to prevent variables... This is a barrier and a cage."
It is a barrier to prevent outsiders from coming, and it is also a cage to imprison Tianzang.
"You are rebelling against the fate of heaven... Master Bai Zang will definitely punish you and kill you." The Dragon Mother's eyes are fierce, and her words are like a spiteful curse.
Luo Cangsu said indifferently: "I have said it a long time ago, I am doing the will of heaven."
The mother of the dragon said: "What is the difference between you like this and a puppet of the sky? How high-spirited you were at the beginning?"
Luo Cang Sudao: "The purpose of cultivating the Tao is not to go against the sky, but to survive the world. As long as the results point to the right, what does the process mean?"
Long Mother Empress looked at him and smiled sadly: "This is not like you."
Luo Cangsu said: "Natural creatures are born to support people, and it is better than Master Juggernaut, but also a surrogate for heaven, let alone me?"
When he said this, his expression was always indifferent, the lin body exuded a golden, noble brilliance, as if he was about to receive some kind of baptism.
Mother Dragon Empress is sitting on the ground, her face is pale, her temples are scattered, like an exhaustive porcelain, which is being gently cracked little by little.
Luo Cangsu no longer looks at her.
He raised his head and looked at the clear sky of the galaxy, as he had done countless times in the past.
This time, it was his closest to the starry sky.
This is a slight ripple in his heart.
Why hasn't the eighth master come back yet?
The mysterious woman...
Luo Cangsu withdrew his thoughts.
Time slowly advanced, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye.
In the Split God Canyon, the Shenghui of Luoshu illuminates the cold and quiet deep valley cave holy and brightly.
Luoshu is one of the creation books. It carries the history since the birth of mankind. It cannot be destroyed or rewritten.
The power it possesses, even Luo Shulou has only unearthed one of ten.
It envelops the entire Rift God Canyon.
The flow of time here is reversed from the outside world.
In Luoshu, all the records about Tianzang are shining.
Go back in time.
Luo Cangsu got up and walked to the high cliff with the Dragon Mother Empress.
"Unfortunately, there are only you and me. Such a magnificent scene is destined to bloom alone." Luo Cangsu felt sorry.
The heart of the Dragon Mother and Empress also gradually sank.
She said slightly and sighed: "Can you let me out first... I don't want to die like this."
Luo Cangsu looked at her, shook his head and said: "No."
He knows that she is not a simple woman, and that the previous pitifulness may have been a disguise.
He won't give her any chance.
The Dragon Mother and Empress knelt on her knees, her dresses scattered lightly, and she fell completely into despair.
The earth began to shake.
Luo Cangsu turned around and stared, suddenly said: "A bug has come in."
The dragon mother and empress look slightly shaken: "What?"
Luo Cangsu sneered: "Don't be happy, it's just one..."
Speaking, he paused, and his face was as cold as a **** with a rare look of astonishment, and there was still a trace of anger in that astonishment.
"Is it her?"
Luo Cangsu sensed the incoming person.
On the edge of the Luoshulou domain, a woman with silver hair and ink robe suddenly appeared.
Although there is a demon and fox mask covering her face, Luo Cangsu still has the feeling of a glimpse of the dragon mother and empress when she first saw the dragon mother on the shore of the unlucky sea.
It’s a bad feeling.
The Dragon Mother seemed to care more than him, and asked cautiously: "Who?"
Luo Cangsu retracted his thoughts: "It's still just ants."
It's just a pity that the eighth poster.
The moment Luo Cangsu saw her, he knew that the eighth floor master was dead.
He knows the strength of the eighth floor master... he doesn't know how she did it.
Fortunately, there was a long distance from the edge of Luoshu Tower to the center, and she didn't have time to make it.
The earth quaked, and Luo Shu floated back from the Rift God Canyon.
Luo Cangsu reached out and retrieved the book.
He held the scroll, like a scholar, and went back upstairs.
The robe flying in the strong wind is like a banner.
Luo Shulou is like a flagpole soaring into the sky.
The flag was slowly raised, and soon reached its apex.
Luo Cangsu walked into the tenth floor.
The stone gate is closed.
It didn't take long for the Dragon Mother Empress to see a beam of golden light shining on the roof of Luo Shulou.
The golden light penetrates the sky.
A misty golden light filled its surroundings.
These golden mists spread across the sky, expanding at the speed of light.
Soon the entire expanse of Luoshulou was shrouded in golden mist.
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Siming's figure walking through the wasteland is slightly stagnant.
The golden mist engulfed her.
The scene before her instantly changed.
She is in a boundless world.
The night has become day.
She raised her head, the huge sky was like a piece of burning white paper, and the flames licked-the sky was falling, and it kept falling, revealing the black nothingness afterwards... Large patches of peeling black, like sores in the sky .
Under the sky, there are countless hurricanes and vortices mixed with thunder and fire.
The frantic wind cut across the world like a razor.
The rocks on the surface of the giant peak were shaved off by the violent wind, rolled up, crushed into powder in an instant, rushed into the sky, and crashed into the large black void like a patch of sky.
The giant dragons that have survived from the ancient times are entwined on the peak rock. They are dripping with dragon blood. Wherever they flowed, the stone turned into the most precious dragon blood stone, and the broken scales plunged deep into the rock. , Countless blue thunders slashed on them like swords, and the howls and roars of the giant dragon resounded through the world together with the hurricane.
There are also lizard-like dragons flapping their wings in the sky. Their wing membranes carry the strongest wind, and between their mouths and noses, dragons breathe out a turbulent flow of elements.
Not only ancient dragons, but countless remaining ancient gods are struggling in the disasters of heaven and earth.
Siming can see the huge tortoise made of rocks with its flesh and blood on its back carrying the mountains. Every step it walks, the mountain trembles and the mountain shook, and the creatures who wanted to approach it were ejected from the crater on the top of his peak The flames disperse.
There are also white-scaled and black-feathered giant pythons walking through the peaks like a flood, behind which drags half of the yellow spring water.
Many lives that only live in myths now reveal their true faces.
Just...
Who is their enemy? What are they fighting against?
Xi Ming looked down.
Below is the cracked ground. Every crack in the distance is enough to be called a rift.
The sea of fire erupts in the rift valley.
The rushing torrent passed through here, colliding with the molten slurry, evaporating a large amount of white gas, and further away, the primitive forest was also burned down, and the black smoke soared into the sky like an oolong.
There are also many creatures there.
They are monsters, big monsters that live in the world!
They climbed one peak after another.
Some ancient gods are fighting with them, and some ancient gods are killing each other.
There are also many humans...They are all major practitioners of this era.
The number of major practitioners born in this century has even exceeded the sum of the first five hundred years and the next five hundred years.
They made a blue ray, and climbed the summit together with the big demons to open the sky.
Si Ming quickly understood.
This is the catastrophe of more than five hundred years.
Luo Cangsu finally chose to start this century.
This is the most dangerous one hundred years in a thousand miles.
Being in it is not really in illusion. If you die in history, Luo Shu will determine that you are really dead.
She has two choices. One is to find a safe place to hide, and to wait for the historical barrier of Luo Shulou to pass, and the other is to find a way to break through the historical barrier of Luoshu.
In her realm, if she chooses the former, she should be safe and sound.
If you choose the latter...
In this period of history, there was a **** Lord who died, let alone her?
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An hour later, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married came here after they had been running around most of the night.
A barrier of golden mist stood before them.
"What is this?" Lu Jiajia looked at the barrier spread by the grandeur, pointed it as a sword, and slashed into the golden mist.
Sword Qi is like sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.
Ning Changjiu looked solemn.
He didn't know what it was, but the breath was familiar.
"The secret sutra of mountains and seas?" Ning Changjiu remembered the last scene of Broken World City.
"What is that?" Lu Jiajia asked doubtfully.
Ning Changjiu said: "At that time, Si Ming told me that the time section outside the city of Duanjie is the world in the ancient history book of the gods, and that book is called the Secret Classic of Shanhai Cangliu."
Ning Changjiu spoke softly. He took a small step forward, tapped the barrier lightly with his finger, and then touched it back. The fingertips were smeared with a little mist, he leaned in front of him and probed with his spiritual sense.
He frowned and said: "Luoshulou...This should be the world of Luoshu. This is the same as the Secret Classics of the Mountain and the Cang River, and it can truly show a certain period of history."
The only difference is that above the secret scriptures of mountains and seas, there is a whole kingdom of God pressed, and its realm is forced under the purple court.
But Luo Shulou did not.
The realm inside is free.
Lu Jiajia asked: "Did you die in history?"
Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly: "Then we are the ancients in history."
Lu Jiajia asked: "The realm of people in this historical illusion is similar to history?"
"Yes." Ning Changjiu said.
"How is this possible?" Lu Jiajia couldn't understand, it was just a phantom, how could it show the true strength of the five realms?
Ning Changjiu sighed: "This is the world of Luoshu. When we enter it, we are equivalent to entering the book, and we must accept its rules. Although their realm is false, we are equally untrue."
Lu Jiajia listened, looking sad.
She raised her eyes to look at Ning Changjiu, her clear and moving pupils were full of emotions.
Ning Changjiu can read her heart, he lifted up his sleeve, gently put it on her hand, and held it.
"Being with me so far, experiencing so many dangerous things...It was my fault. We could have lived a peaceful life at Tianku Peak, just like those three months." Ning Changjiu Said.
Lu married and said: "You don't need to say this, and you don't have to persuade me not to go in with you. We were already deadly enemies with Luo Shulou when we killed Mr. Chu. We won't look for him. Sooner or later, I will come to see us...not to mention, my life is yours."
This sentence sounds like a touching and heavy love word to outsiders.
But Ning Chang knew that this was the truth she had been burying... She had asked herself before, if time did not turn back, then in the last life, did she have been buried in the imperial city, or died in Jiuying? Under the claws.
She has always been brooding about this matter, and she is rarely relieved.
Ning Changjiu didn't want to respond to this sentence. No matter how deep their feelings were, he didn't want Lu Jiama to live for himself.
Lu Jiajia can also understand his thoughts.
She also held his hand, and she smiled, with a small smile like the crescent moon in the sky.
She said: "When the mountains and seas flowed through, I couldn't accompany you, Luo Shu was my own companion."
Ning Changjiu embraced her gently.
Aside, Qiu Yue approached the side of the golden mist with a ignorant expression, and tapped her finger lightly.
"What is this?"
"Come back!" Ning Changjiu sternly stopped.
It's too late.
The stone at Qiu Yue's feet shattered, and her body leaned sharply, absorbed by the golden mist, and disappeared without a trace.
Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia looked at each other.
The same thought flashed through their hearts—she did it on purpose.
They don't know Qiu Yue's identity and purpose, and they don't think too much about it. They just hope that she is not an enemy.
The two walked hand in hand into the mist.
The sky is broken, and the earth is smoky.
The scene that Si Ming saw also appeared in their pupils.
Luoshulou is a hidden realm, and people don't know much about it, so even if they saw everything they expected, when they were truly on the scene, the shock of rushing into the field of vision was still beyond imagination.
Ning Changjiu draws the flying array in reverse.
There was not a single response in the sea of knowledge.
He looked at Lu Jiajia and shook his head gently.
They have no retreat.
At this moment, they are at the foot of a high mountain, next to splashing lava.
They haven't had time to explore this Luoshu world in the future, and the loud rumbling sound will be heard from afar.
The two raised their heads together and saw a shocking scene in the sky.
The other creatures in Luoshu were indifferent.
Only they can see.
Then it shows that this scene is real.
This is what actually happened outside of the Split God Canyon in Luoshulou at this moment.
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Outside the Luoshu Tower, the Nine Handed Immortal Sword is on standby.
There were countless cracks in the shaking ground, and huge smoke and dust were lifted up.
There is light in the ground veins.
The smoke rises upwards, and the clouds fall downwards.
The two touched together.
Luo Cangsu stared at the chaotic space without blinking, like a general about to triumph.
Dragon Mother Empress’ pupils were slightly white, and her tear-stained face was clearly illuminated by the light. She looked there and subconsciously asked: "What is this...?"
Luo Cangsu said: "Miracles."
In an instant.
Behind the heavy clouds and smoke, bright white light came in, and the huge fog that filled the sky and the earth was illuminated into a hazy gray. The dust was like turbid gold powder, painting the sky and the earth together, and there was no grass in the middle of the mountains. In the high uplifting, wave-like gorge, the rift valley exploded, and the stone-like dragon raised its Yaojiao figure high up.
The dragon dragged the mist over the mountain, unfolded its fabulous body, and rushed to the top of the clouds.
The earth dragon rises into the sky.
Si Ming, Ning Changjiu, Lu Jiajia.
They all witnessed this scene in the phantom of Luo Shu.
It's just that they are still besieging it, but outside Luoshulou, the roar of Tianzang has once again tore through the sky after a thousand years.
How can they stop it?
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(There is no such thing in the early hours of today~)
(Thanks to the book friend Mo Chenfeng and the rewarding heroes! Thank you to the book friend for your support since the book was opened!)