Beyond the Divine States Chapter 372: : A lonely city, Wanren Mountain

It's summer, but the ruins of the corpse tower are still cold.

This is a mountainous area with complex terrain. It has experienced a terrifying explosion, and the whole is sunken downward, and there is no grass growing on it.

The color of the ruins is black and white. The black ones are rocks, and the white ones are bone fragments and powder.

Most of these bones are keel bones, but there are also scales or corpses of other ancient gods. They are hard in texture, even if they are exposed to the wind and sun, they have not been destroyed by the time of five hundred years.

In the center, hundreds of corpses of ancient gods have even piled up into a pagoda of hundreds of feet of bones.

Since ancient times, the sacred tower should be a giant monster. Therefore, there are legends that, earlier, the ruins of the skeletal tower was the place where the candle dragon, one of the six gods of the early days, fell, and the winding river that rushed through the Tianhu Peak was the original candle. The deep ravine plowed out by the scale armor when the dragon escaped.

In this silent ruin, there were countless cracking bones.

The insignificant gaps on the bone stones keep getting bigger. They are like an axe, cutting the bone stones they belong to.

All this stems from Ke Wenzhou's sword.

Ke Wenzhou faced the Tianhu Peak, with his back facing the ruins of the skeletal tower, he drew his sword high and cut it down. The quaint long sword could not see the light of the sword, but Ke Wenzhou's robe kept trembling. In the meantime, the sword intent flickered like an electric arc, entangled and intertwined, enveloping him.

This is the sword of the Dao Zhi Jian. If the sword is in the high seat of the Supreme Emperor, he will rule the nations, and be graced by four tables.

Ning Changjiu couldn't see the sword clearly with his naked eyes. He screamed and gave the instinct of death-he had no room for resistance, and he was going to be split in half the next moment.

When the sword came, Si Ming immediately took a step, holding Yu Lei, and stopped in front of him.

The sword of the Juggernaut hit the sword of Si Ming.

The gust of wind suddenly came to life. When the two swords were handed over, the sword gas exploded, and the two of them flew out together with the surrounding river gravel, smashing several hills in succession.

The bamboo raft under Ke Wenzhou's feet was also affected by the sword qi and was chopped into pieces. He stood steadily on the water, temporarily retracted his sword, and looked forward.

The previous sword led by Lianjiang slashed out the turbulent waves, and the water wall raised was almost as high as the mountain peak.

The commander who stopped the sword stood on the peak of the water waves and stared at the sword master murderously.

Ke Wenzhou looked at Si Ming and applauded: "You are indeed very strong."

Si Ming's face was pale, and her sword holding hands were also pale.

Ke Wenzhou, the lord of the sword pavilion, is rumored to have obtained the privilege of the heavenly path and is the only ascetic in the world who can enter the three realms of legend without having to ascend.

But at this moment, his realm is still at the pinnacle of the five realms.

But his realm can no longer be described by common theories. He is like a well-matched soldier. One of them is bare-handed and the other is a profound armored epee.

His profound armor epee is a privilege given to him by the Dao of Heaven, or in other words, his own existence is a sword, a sword that replaces heaven and earth to clear Liuhe.

Ke Wenzhou returned the sword to its sheath, but did not loosen the hilt of the sword in his hand. As he gathered his momentum, he continued: "If you are at the peak, you might be able to fight a battle with me."

Si Ming said coldly: "You are just a running dog of the Kingdom of God, if I am at the top, you are not worthy to see me!"

Siming spoke cruelly, but she knew in her heart that she had already fought against Zhou Zhenyue and Liu Junzhuo, and her strength was greatly reduced. At this moment, she might still be able to fight the Sword Saint for a while, but if she forced her to face the enemy like this , In the end will undoubtedly be defeated.

What's more, if the rumors are true, the Juggernaut may enter the three legendary realms at any time and give them a blow.

"Well, I did have respect when I didn't see the gods, but after seeing you, I was disappointed."

Ke Wenzhou's face is calm, he still draws his sword simply.

The sword light came on in the night, and the second sword slashed again.

The sword is still, but the rivers and mountains seem to be moving fast, smashing at them like a swarm of meteors at an astonishing speed.

The sword is distinct from everything.

But this is just an illusion.

In Ning's long-lasting lunar eye, the world remained still, only this sword aura shot at them at high speed in silence.

The sword field that Si Ming hurriedly set up was instantly torn apart by the huge traction.

The two resisted the violent Jianqi Gangfeng, and then retreated several hundred feet.

Ke Wenzhou didn't look at his sword. After a sword was cut out, his sword was put in the sheath again at some point.

His sword today is very simple. He no longer pursues the path with magnificent scenery like he did when he was young, and cut out the magnificent atmosphere like the snowy clouds and the bright moon in the sea.

He just drew his sword and cut it down.

The remaining prestige of the second sword has not been exhausted, and the third sword has been cut out closely.

Si Ming and Ning Changjiu were driven away by the sword qi.

There was anger in Si Ming's heart. She stared at the Juggernaut, and a violent wind and snow curled up in her icy eyes.

She knows that although the sword of the Juggernaut is ancient and clumsy, it is also a way to use the heaven and the earth, and the way to all things. In short, it is to use the heaven and the earth as a sword to kill.

This was the method she used the most when she was a priest in the past when she was beheading demons in the lower realm.

Now she is being used by others to deal with herself! How can she suppress the anger in her heart?

On Si Ming’s robes, the silver tattoos are complicated and detailed. She wanted to take another sword, but Ning Changjiu instantly held her hand and said solemnly: "Go!"

The commander's spirit is hard to calm down, and the retreat in the duel is very courageous, and it is very likely that the battle will fall into a one-sided rout.

But she believed in Ning Changjiu's judgment of Taiyin, and immediately withdrew the sword, and Ning Changjiu was running time authority at the same time. The authority of the two fused after the collision, forming a unique field, which wrapped them quickly and avoided the past before the sword light arrived.

Ke Wenzhou looked at where they disappeared, and once again shot out swords like sparks and flints.

The sword that originally seemed to open the front line of the world has now turned into a tide level and pushed it past.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming shuttle in the endless time and space. Sword Qi sweeps through the real space. The space is constantly collapsing. The fierce sword Qi smashes everything and shoots into their authority, passing through the real and the void. Squeeze towards them.

At the junction of Ten Thousand Prisoners Gully and Ruins of Skeleton Tower, the space kept cracking, exposing an invisible void afterwards.

The void is swept away.

Si Ming and Ning Changjiu were nowhere to be seen.

Ke Wenzhou took the sword and was not in a hurry. He sensed the world, locked their place, and took a step.

In the bone ruins, Si Ming and Ning Changjiu's one-time mobilization of authority and power was temporarily exhausted, and the figure fell out of the ruins, and the sword intent chasing behind was wiped out by Si Ming.

Ning Changjiu glanced around roughly.

There are steel-like skeletons all around, and each frame is filled with iron-like rocks. Under the rocks, there are countless caves.

They came to the hinterland of Ruins of Ruins in a rush,

"What should I do?" Si Ming asked immediately.

Ning Changjiu asked back: "What else can I do besides escape?"

Si Ming shook his head and said: "Power cannot be so wasted. If it is the current Juggernaut, I will try my best and I am sure that I will win by 20%."

Ning Changjiu said: "Twenty percent is too little to be sure, it's not worth the risk."

As the two spoke, the figures did not stop, and fled south among the ruins of complex terrain.

Siming continued: "But if you keep running away, you will lose one chance." 　　 Ning thought for a long time, and said: "The Juggernaut's goal is me, I have a lot of experience in reincarnation..."

"Shut up." Si Ming said angrily: "Before the moment of life and death, what frustrating words do you say? Although I hate you for being so troubled by flowers and grass, but you are not guilty of death."

Ning Changjiu sighed and said: "Then continue to escape. The ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the tower are forbidden, and there may be hidden secrets that can turn the tide. My luck has always been okay..."

"Bah!" Si Ming uttered angrily, and said in a cold tone: "You dare to say that you are lucky? Since you practiced Taoism, which enemy you have provoked is not at the level of destroying the world?"

"That's because I don't cut down on the unknown." Ning Changjiu argued strongly.

Si Ming became even more angry and said: "In the snow gorge, I should have beaten you to death. It is better to die by my sword than to be killed by these malicious villains!"

Ning Changjiu laughed: "Look, if I didn't have the life of an enemy everywhere, how could I meet you? I think my luck is pretty good."

"Stop using these nonsense to prevaricate me!" Si Ming snorted, biting his soft lips bright red.

After half a pillar of incense, the two passed through the deep gorge in the ruins of the tower, and the starry night sky reappeared above.

Ning Changjiu raised his head and looked at the sky.

He didn't see the moon.

Ning Changjiu's pupils shrank suddenly, saying:

"Be careful."

The moon did not disappear, but was obscured by a figure.

It is the Juggernaut holding the sword.

He has chased him, barely giving them any breathing space.

"Where else can you escape?" The Sword Saint asked coldly, lifting his sword like a cauldron of a thousand catties, and when the town was down, it was more like a peak of mountains.

Siming doesn't know why the Juggernaut is so fast, but the sword has arrived, and she can only stop it.

Amid the loud noise, the ground cracked and countless bones collapsed and fell into the unfathomable cracks in the ground.

Siming Yijian smashed the sword of the Juggernaut, she no longer gave in, holding the Yu base in the air, and stabbing it into the air.

The Sword Saint looked a little more dignified. He held the sheath in one hand and the sword in the other. The sound of the sword sounded like thousands of bells and drums, magnificent and loud, and a sword domain expanded along with the sound waves, enveloping the life.

Of course, it is impossible for this sword domain to kill Si Ming, but the purpose of the sword saint is only to hold her back.

"You have a certainty that you can beat me now, and 10% is too high for me, so I don't want to be your enemy." The Juggernaut looked at Si Ming and said truthfully.

Siming took the initiative to fight with Sword Saint, but Sword Saint took the initiative to avoid fighting.

It's not good for Si Ming, who is trying to cut through the sword field with a sword, with two fingers, wiped the Yu Lei.

After speaking, the Juggernaut raised his left hand holding the scabbard, aimed at Ning Changjiu, and swiped in the air.

The sword energy is dull, but it covers the world, leaving no way out.

This is a pure state of crushing, and it doesn't give Ning Changjiu any fancy breaks.

The wind is blowing.

Ning Changjiu gritted his teeth and squeezed his fists, biting his scalp to destroy the golden body of Shura with all his strength to block the blow of the immortal sword.

Sura's golden body is tyrannical, but it is not enough to fill the gap in realm.

In an instant, the indestructible golden body of Shura broke at his waist, like a collapsed building, leaning and falling.

He was also hit by the sword, and the aftermath of the sword aura pressed his body and continued to fall into the crack.

"Ning Changjiu!" Si Ming trembles and yells out of his voice.

She shot with all her strength and the sword broke through the cage, but instead of cutting the Sword Saint, she folds and rushes toward the gap.

The Juggernaut looked at the silver-haired priest and gently shook his head.

The word love really kills.

Fortunately, he cut off his emotions and desires very early and sealed them in a top secret place.

"Now, you don't even have the last 10% chance."

Ke Wenzhou looked at the woman who dared to leave her back to her, sighed at her stupidity, then slammed his fingers together and held the hilt of the sword.

The quaint long sword roars wildly.

Ke Wenzhou threw this sword at Si Ming's place.

If the sword falls into that gap, in the ruins where the corpses of many ancient gods are buried, it is very likely that there will be an extra pair of bones of the Taoist priest.

The sword fell smoothly.

There was no sound.

Ke Wenzhou looked still, but sighed regretfully.

The bones are like ruins of forest. I don't know when they fell to a plane. The ups and downs of the mountains have become the depiction in the picture scroll.

Ke Wenzhou raised his head and looked into the distance.

A red dress comes from far and near.

"Ji Xuan, you really came." Ke Wenzhou was not surprised.

Unobservable and Baiyinxuegong check and balance each other, Guanzhu, the elder sister, the second brother and the kingdom, the priest, and the heavenly monarch are each other's restraints, and the five brothers are proficient in learning, and the realm is not strong. To lay down his sword, he relied on the saint's Ruyi Wu iron magic stick.

The four elder sisters in the Guanzhong area are in the North Country. It is difficult to get away. The only people who have the opportunity to come to help are Mr. San and Mr. Six.

This is something he had expected.

Ji Xuan held a slender sword, and fell into the void in a red dress. His eyebrows are beautiful, like a noble son, he is sick and sick, but the feminine he should have been washed away by the sword gas. .

Ji Xuandao: "Long before the younger brother went to the Tianban, Master and I expected today."

Ke Wenzhou said with emotion: "If there is no such heaven, the Lord is indeed invincible in the world."

While the two talked, the scroll below resisted Ke Wenzhou's sword and had already collapsed, but that sword also ran out of strength, and could only fly back to Ke Wenzhou's hands, unable to pursue it.

Ji Xuan looked at the moon and said: "Master has declared war on the Silver Snow Palace, and you are still chasing and killing my youngest brother here. What qualifications do you have to evaluate Master?"

Ke Wenzhou said frankly: "I am indeed unworthy now, but Mr. San, when I was out of Guan Yijian, you made eighty-one volumes and failed to stop me. How confident are you today that you can save you? Junior brother?"

Ji Xuandao: "Because that sword was originally blocked by the fifth brother, I don't have to do my best."

"Full force?" Ke Wenzhou looked at his sword, and said: "The sky list has given you the third place in the world. I always feel that it is wrong. The three disciples of Baiyun View should not be better than my first disciple. Weaker. But the top ranking will not deceive..."

Ke Wenzhou paused and sighed: "So I'm even more curious about what you hide, Mr. San, can you tell the world about your identity today?"

Ji Xuan stood in the air, the slender sword was thrown by him, and it danced at will, wherever the sword passed, all the valleys turned into a flat picture scroll.

He looked at Ke Wenzhou and said: "Can't you guess who I am?"

Ke Wenzhou said: "I tried to guess, but I rummaged through the old scrolls of the Heavenly Court and listed the ancient immortals who rose up during the war of God in the early days, but I couldn't find anyone who could correspond to you. So these In the year, I was also very strange, and even had the urge to ask the Sword God Painting House."

Ji Xuan looked at the bone mountain and stone sea in the picture scroll, and said: "Because of the seven disciples in Guanzhong, I am not the person of the old fairy court."

Ke Wenzhou was more puzzled, and said: "Then who are you?"

Ji Xuan closed his eyes, his red clothes suddenly turned into a blue color, and at the same time, the blood in his body was beating like a heartbeat. With every beat, his realm climbed a little higher, this vast corpse In the valley, there was a faint sound of waves.

Ke Wenzhou's complexion slightly changed.

But I heard Ji Xuan slowly say: "Xuan is one of the two characters of my real name, and the other character was beheaded in the battle of Gods in the early days... Fortunately, there is still a ray of spirit left, and it will last for thousands of years. Master rescued, reshaped adult, gave the surname Ji, compared with my own back then, my strength has been greatly reduced, and now I am not your opponent, but Master is so kind, dare not not report, you want to kill my brother, I can only stop."

Xuan... Ke Wenzhou had guessed the answer after hearing this, and the answer was even more incredible than he expected.

Ji Xuan held the sword again and sighed: "Four thousand years ago, my name was Xuanze."

Xuan Ze.

Xuanze, one of the six gods in the early days!

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Ning Changjiu was pressured by the sword and fell into the depths of the ruins of bones.

The rift valley of the ruins of bones turned out to be like a bottomless pit. He flew down for a long time, crashing into countless layers of rocks, and his body of Asura gold was broken.

Slap——

Finally, his figure stopped abruptly.

His back seems to have fallen to the surface of the water.

The tension of the water spread him.

What is this...?

Ning Changjiu could not tell. He seemed to have fallen into an illusion. This illusion was different from Master’s dream, and more like a nightmare.

In a moment of hesitation, something invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was about to explode.

A voice rang in his mind, cut like a curse like a curse, a thousand times and ten thousand times, never stopping.

The voice repeats a word:

"Namming."

Nanming, Nanming, Nanming...

Countless of the same syllables are connected in series, like evil monks chanting sutras continuously.

Just as the voice was about to destroy her, a hand wrapped his body and fished him out of this babble.

That is the embrace of Si Ming.

This scene is exactly the same as that in the Liusha River at that time, Ning Changjiu dug Si Ming from the sand and hugged him.

Ning Changjiu broke free from the nightmare.

He trembled and was buried in Si Ming's arms.

Si Ming hugged him, her heart relieved a lot. She looked at the darkness above, and she remembered that the Juggernaut shot a sword against herself at the last moment. Why did this sword disappear?

She didn't bother to think about it, lowered her head, and glanced down.

There seems to be something hidden below, but empty.

"This is...Knowing the Sea?" Si Ming came up with an incredible answer.

Under the ruins, there is a fragment of someone's sea of ​​consciousness hiding?

The tremor of ground motion came from above again.

When the ruined rift valley collapsed, Si Ming held Ning Changjiu and quickly shuttled through the rift gorge and escaped outside.

The night wind blew, Ning Changjiu finally got rid of the inexplicable nightmare and became more awake.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky, his tight heartstring slowly loosening.

"Snow Porcelain." Ning Changjiu yelled softly.

Si Ming said coldly: "Shut up, take care of your injuries, and stop irritating me."

Ning Changjiu gave a hum, and after expelling the distracting thoughts from the sea of ​​knowledge, he asked: "Where is the sword saint?"

Si Ming said: "Someone stopped us..."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Who?"

Si Ming said in a huff: "Where did I know? Would you like to take you back to see?"

Ning Changjiu shut up obediently.

……

The ruins of the skeletal tower, the bones are scrolls.

Ke Wenzhou stood on the scroll, looked around, and said: "You immortal old antiques, indeed each has incredible abilities."

Ji Xuan did not answer, but continued to swing his sword.

The sword doesn't cut the sword saint, but it cuts the world around him.

Ke Wenzhou sighed: "Unfortunately, this is not your sea."

Ji Xuandao: "My'Ze' has long been lost, where is the difference between Hanhaiqingshan and Qingshan?"

"That's right." Ke Wenzhou grabbed the sword with five fingers, and his voice suddenly became heavy: "It's just a place where bones are buried."

The Juggernaut is out of the sword again.

This is the fifth sword he cut today.

The killing air filled the world, and the sword energy turned into essence, rolling away on the scrolls. The scrolls were like ocean waves encountering strong winds, and the waves of his sword energy were surging.

Ke Wenzhou stands in a scroll of mountains and seas, like an emperor holding a sword pointing at the mountains and seas.

He is not a person in the picture, how can he be trapped in the picture scroll?

"Destroy!" Ke Wenzhou yelled.

Heaven and earth resonate with him.

The sword inside and the vision outside echoed each other, and cracks appeared in the picture scroll between the huge force of the inside and outside.

The Juggernaut swings another sword.

Like the old farmer swinging an axe to chop wood, it has no meaning, just to cut it off.

Sword Qi escaped into the picture scroll, wandering around in the vast picture scroll, the plane world was swept by the sword Qi, and the barriers that wrapped them became thinner and thinner, and finally could not resist it and tore it apart.

Juggernaut broke out.

"You have a soul in nothing, nothing else. Such you are definitely not my opponent." The Sword Saint said as he looked at the falling snow around him.

Ji Xuan's face was pale, and he said: "I am no longer Xuanze. I stopped you from the three unobservable disciples."

The Juggernaut stared at him, holding the sword and raising it.

Ji Xuan Hengjian.

The Juggernaut took a step, but the sword did not fall.

Ji Xuan's expression changed slightly.

The figure of the Juggernaut has disappeared...

Ji Xuan suddenly understood that he did not want to entangle himself. The purpose of his trip was to kill the younger brother. He could even ignore his sword and go all out to kill... It's nothing more than a disaster.

Ji Xuan's pale blue robe turned red again.

He looked at the direction where the Juggernaut had disappeared and swung his sword out.

The sword aura flew for thousands of miles, and thousands of miles turned into a picture scroll.

He folded the picture scroll, one foot on this end and the other on the other.

He took a step.

The scroll is unfolded at the same time.

He crossed domains in one step.

Ji Xuan repeated so much, and the figure of Juggernaut became tighter and tighter.

At this moment, Si Ming and Ning Chang have bypassed the most central white tower where the corpses of the ancient gods are piled up and swept towards Guyun City.

Although the Juggernaut has not chased him for the time being, Si Ming's expression is not relaxed.

Guyun City is a city without a master in Middle-earth. It lies on a huge peak flattened by the gods. It is dominated by the most central city and stretches for thousands of miles, but it looks like a wall hidden between white clouds. , And most of them are Xianjia.

It is very likely that there is another blockade that Juggernaut has already set up.

Although Si Ming despised the ordinary ascetics of Middle-earth, if they really do, it will definitely slow down their escape.

At this moment, in Guyun City, the people with ghosts have also walked out.

On the head of the city, a young man in white clothes is drinking with a man in a green shirt.

The two looked at the sea of ​​clouds from time to time, as if waiting for something.

The man in white is empty-handed, but the man in Tsing Yi is carrying a heavy and big iron umbrella.

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(Thanks to the master of Qinglian who offered rewards to Qinglian outside of Jianxin! Thank you for your support all the time!)