Beyond the Divine States Chapter 428: : The truth about the world

The sound of sharpening the sword sounded sourly, like the sound of the upper and lower teeth hitting each other, piercing the eardrums with horror.

With the sound of the sharpening of the sword, there are countless black auras that curl up together. Those black auras are like foxtails, spreading towards the sky and climbing, seeming to tear the entire sky into pieces.

Ning Changjiu stood on the upper floor of the painting, looking into the distance.

The golden crow flew out, and the figure of Ye Chan Palace landed lightly. Ji Xuan bowed and bowed. The girl nodded gently, and then turned her gaze to the distance.

Ning Changjiu asked Xinhu: "Are you still sure about it?"

Liu Xiwan stared at the black air rising into the sky, shook her head and said: "10% is gone."

Ning Changjiu smiled bitterly: "So what you said to me at the beginning was 10%, referring to the enemy's chances of winning."

Liu Xiwan ignored his ridicule and said: "In short, be careful. The enemy we are facing at this moment is probably not Ke Wenzhou anymore."

Ning Changjiu hummed softly.

In the Golden Crow Kingdom, Si Ming and Lu Jiajia sat on their thrones, closed their eyes, and waited for the beginning of the battle at any time.

"Xiao Li, you are on standby in the Shenhua Building to observe the movements of the Jiange disciples." Ning Changjiu said.

Shao Xiaoli squeezed the sword tightly, gave a humming in his nose, and nodded in agreement.

Ning Changjiu rubbed her hair and said, "Gu Huang’s battle was too dangerous. No matter what happens, don’t worry about it. Master can deal with it alone. When the sword master is killed, I will accompany you to watch it. Luohe."

Shao Xiaoli lowered his head and said: "Master, don't talk like that. Xiaoli is very scared...I won't make trouble."

Ning Changjiu looked at Ye Chan Palace and asked: "Master, you are now..."

Ye Chan Palace raised his hand, stopped his words, and said: "Back then, you left the fire to me. You all said that I am the hope of the world. Now the Dark Lord has infiltrated, and he is in front of him. How can I not Go? Not to mention..."

Ye Changong’s immature cheeks showed a light smile: "What's more, I still hold three powers in my hands, so I don't have to worry about my safety."

Ning Changjiu nodded and didn't say much. He didn't doubt Master's words, because he believed that Master would not do what he could.

Their communication is short-lived.

Ke Wenzhou obviously also noticed their arrival.

The sound of sharpening the sword became more and more intense, as if it was about to split the whetstone below, the black smoke was more like the claws sticking out of the hearth, which had covered most of the starry sky and turned it into a dark gray. .

Ye Chan Palace confessed a part of the words to Ji Xuan, let him sit on the top floor, and if necessary, unfold the historical picture like Luo Shu.

Ji Xuan led the way upstairs.

"Okay, don't let him cover the moon." Ye Changong raised his head, looked at Ning Changjiu, and said.

Ning Changjiu stared at the direction of the black smoke billowing, and the figure disappeared while nodding. The next moment, there was thunder in the sky, instantly suppressing the sound of sharpening the sword, and the winding Luo River flashed in front of him, farther away. The barren ruins soon appeared in front of them.

It was a ruined mountain range full of holes.

The hollow hole is like a bird with an open mouth waiting to be fed.

On the highest mountain, the old man sits cross-legged with a rugged back and a thin body. He holds a rusty ancient sword in his hand. He presses the sword with both hands and grinds it against the cliff. Squinting eyes stared at the sword, and the wrinkles engraved in the corners of the eyes looked like dead tree bark.

He carried a token on his back. It was the token of the Lord of the Pavilion. When Nanming fought against Ning Changjiu, he used this token to summon hundreds of ancient swords.

For his own belief, he has already cut off his emotions and desires. At this moment, his body is full of black energy, which makes the old man look like a walking dead.

Ning Changjiu and Ye Chan Palace fell on the mountain opposite him, and there were thousands of dark holes between them and the Sword Saint.

"You are finally here."

Ke Wenzhou raised his head covered with withered hair, staring at the visitor with his cloudy eyes.

Ning Changjiu frowned and said: "I didn't expect you to be conscious."

Ke Wenzhou smiled dryly, and said: "Xu is the heavens pitying me for the unsuccessful road, so leave me half sober and go see the end of the kendo."

He is like a ghost, but his words are still clear.

As he spoke, he stood up and looked at the sword in his hand. It was covered with rust and blood, and he didn't know if it was polished.

"Everyone is like a sword..." Ke Wenzhou sighed for no reason: "It's just that even if the rust on the outside is stripped off, what you see is often useless scrap copper. Iron."

As the old man said, he laughed and threw the sword that had been sharpened for a long time into the hole.

He stretched out his hand, and the black sharp light pierced the palm of his palm, and a long sword grew out of his body in this way, and then it was held by his broken finger.

Ning Changjiu was holding the silver sword, looking at him from a distance, the tip of the sword turned slightly, but he didn't try it first.

Ye Changong stood beside him, cold and well-behaved, like a relative's daughter who was walking with her father.

The strong wind blows her face, her black dress is dancing in the wind, but her thin hair doesn't tremble at all.

Ke Wenzhou turned around, his seven orifices were full of black smoke.

He looked at the two men who came to kill him, and his eyes fell on Ye Changong. He was not surprised at the girl who was getting smaller, but instead he respectfully saluted: "I have seen it not observable."

The girl Guanzhu did not respond, but behind her, a slender moon was outlined.

Ning Changjiu looked at Ke Wenzhou and asked, "Do you look like the ultimate kendo you are pursuing?"

Ke Wenzhou said: "I don't know, I haven't seen the scenery at the end of the road, I don't know what it should be like, but it's nothing wrong with it now."

Ning Changjiu asked: "What has God promised you?"

Ke Wenzhou said: "Eternal."

Ning Changjiu asked: "You want to take the life of your disciples and the life of the common people to pursue that illusory eternity?"

Ke Wenzhou smiled, his mouth was full of cracked teeth, "I have no way out for a long time. If I can't strengthen my original belief, then I really have nothing left. The saint can help. I, I worship the sage, and the Sunnah is fruitless, so I kneel down and worship the devil, and I will cultivate my life all my life. If I don’t seek eternity, I am truly boring..."

He stood in the black air covering the sky and the sun, white light suddenly lit up in his eyes, and his face was full of cracks, like a desperate ghost.

Ning Changjiu could feel that consciousness was slowly fading in the opponent's body, and the part that belonged to the Dark Lord quickly occupied him. He was not so much a body as a shell from which the devil was born.

In the gap where the opponent's consciousness alternated, Ning Changjiu didn't hesitate at all. In his mind, Si Ming and Lu Jiajia had feelings with him at the same time.

Sizzle!

On the top of Ke Wenzhou’s head, the black air layer was instantly torn apart, and there were countless cracks on the walls of the caves between the peaks. It was like the sound of crushing bones, Ning Changjiu stepped on the rock, and his figure was tight. The tension was instant, and the body arrows were generally shot out.

The distance between him and the Juggernaut quickly shortened. In that short gap, Ning Changjiu held the Silver Sword and pulled it out sparingly.

His figure paused in the sky above Ke Wenzhou, and then slashed toward the aging skin at a faster speed.

At the same time, Ke Wenzhou seemed to have really woken up. He held up his sword and stopped the opponent the moment Ning Changjiu cut it down.

The sword gas exploded, forming the first shock wave, and the surrounding mountains were instantly razed to rubble.

Ke Wenzhou holds the sword up with one arm, and Ning Changjiu holds the sword with both arms and presses down. The two swords meet in the air, and the picture seems to be still.

Ye Chan Palace still stands in place.

She closed her eyes and opened her arms, holding authority between her hands.

The moment Ning Changjiu and Ke Wenzhou were in a stalemate, the power of authority in Ye Changong's hand was thrown out.

Power is a weapon above all swords, and it is the product of the world law breaking through the limit.

Although Ye Chan Palace is much weaker than the pinnacle, she holds four powers. It is a pity that among these four powers, the only thing that is really related to killing and logging is the dust robbed from Bai Zang.

The dust was thrown out, and it instantly approached Ke Wenzhou.

Ke Wenzhou's movements slowed down.

At this moment, a golden light flickered on both sides of Ning Changjiu, and as the golden light flashed, the figures of Lu Jiajia and Si Ming also appeared ghostly.

Si Ming held the black sword and pierced the opponent's neck cleanly. Lu Jiajia gave birth to the sword, and the sword light covered the sword master like a torrential rain.

Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong are responsible for locking down the sword master, and Lu Jiajia and Si Ming are responsible for killing. This is their long-planned method of killing. At this moment, their killing intent is enough to kill the sky. All tore open a gap that cannot be bridged!

The surrounding mountain peaks collapsed instantly, and the entire ground sank suddenly.

The black energy lingering around Ke Wenzhou was also washed away to pieces by this sword aura and killing intent, but the body that the dark master was holding was like a rock. After being washed by the sword aura of Lu Jiajia and Si Ming, There was still no crack.

But there was still a painful look in the muddy pupils of the Juggernaut.

He has already severed his arm, and one arm alone is hard to beat. Between his limbs, the power of the dust has soaked quietly and silently. The power is like silt stuffed into the joints, causing Ke Wenzhou to act. difficult.

He can only squander the spiritual energy of his physical strength, and use his tyrannical force to fight against their murderous swords.

Ning Changjiu and Ke Wenzhou's sword still clashed.

Between the two, the second wave of sword energy shook. This time, the entire ancient Huang ruins were completely shattered. The precious traces left by the dragons that year were all wiped out in an instant, those empty remnants. The same goes for the temple...

In the sword air, whether it is a rough stone or a beautiful and magnificent palace, it is crushed into fine sand in an instant.

In Guhuang, there seems to be a reappearance of the resurrection of the sky, the dust and sand forming a storm, rolling towards the sky.

Upstairs of the **** painting, Shao Xiaoli glanced from a distance, and immediately retracted his gaze. The task the master gave her was to stare at the movements of the Jiange disciples. You must not be distracted...

In the sandstorm set off by the turbulence, the tip of Si Ming's sword turned, stabled down diagonally, and plunged towards Ke Wenzhou's right rib. Lu Jiajia had a spirited heart, and it also pierced the left rib of the sword master.

The power of the Dark Lord in Ke Wenzhou's body is opposed to the sword tip, they are like countless fine tentacles, pushing the sword tip out of the flesh and blood.

But this is the case. At this moment, Ke Wenzhou still couldn't bear the combined force of the four, and his body was pierced a little bit by the opponent.

In the sand sea, Ye Chan Palace was silent, her black dress wafted with brilliance, and the power of fate was engraved with the ending of death as her fingers fluttered.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming didn't give Ke Wenzhou any time to make adjustments. They simultaneously used time authority.

Between a few people, the time has been shortened a thousand times in an instant.

So the speed at which the sword pierced Ke Wenzhou's body was thousands of times faster.

The original smile's penetration range, with this gain, it tore the flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye and pierced into the opponent's body.

Besides them, the sun rises and sets, the moon sets, and the moon rises are just a matter of time.

Ning Changjiu seems to have returned to the moment of the decisive battle with the sinner. They stood on an absolute time level, cutting their edges into each other's bodies.

A long time passed, but in terms of their perception, it was only a moment.

Ning Changjiu's Taiyin Eye unfolded, paying attention to the frequency of Ke Wenzhou's every breath and every muscle contraction.

Soon, the opponent's breathing became disordered and his muscles became stiff. It was also at this time that golden light suddenly appeared in Ning Changjiu's pupils. Shura climbed out of his body, opened his sharp claws, and pressed Ke Wenzhou's shoulders. He tore it sharply.

Ke Wenzhou, who was under the force of several people, couldn't resist, his shoulder blade was shattered, and his right arm was hanging down like a dislocation.

After losing resistance, Ning Changjiu's silver sword penetrated down,

Crack!

As if an iceberg cracked from it.

The silver sword cut open the opponent's body, almost directly splitting Ke Wenzhou in half.

The swords of Lu Jiajia and Si Ming were also sent to Ke Wenzhou's ribs.

The low, painful roar of the Juggernaut reverberated in the valley, as if ten thousand animals were crying together.

Ye Chan Palace lightly pointed out his finger, using a dream to eliminate the influence of the dark air.

Ning Changjiu sank, and his feet seemed to be deeply rooted in the void. The silver sword was embedded in the old flesh and blood of the swordsman. Under their feet, Gu Huang had already collapsed into an abyss. Ning Changjiu just like this The sword pressed against the opponent and smashed towards the abyss.

"Go back to the kingdom of God first to prevent darkness from invading the Golden Crow." Ning Changjiu said in a deep voice.

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming immediately collected their swords and returned to the Golden Crow.

Gu Huang's collapse continued, Fei Sha walked into the rocks, Ning Changjiu nailed Ke Wenzhou's body like this, and slammed it down.

Above, Ye Chan Palace also leaped in the air and fell lightly toward the abyss.

The abyss of Gu Huang was not a bottomless cave. They quickly reached the bottom. Ning Changjiu threw the sword out of his hand, and the shriveled body of the Sword Master was nailed to the bottom of the ruins of Gu Huang.

At the same time, Ning Changjiu hugged the girl who fell and fell to the ground with her.

They have not cooperated in killing like this for nearly a thousand years.

This is a real lore.

If it was just Ke Wenzhou, I am afraid it would have been completely destroyed at this moment.

The power of the dark lord is entangled in his body, like an immortal worm egg, multiplying indefinitely, giving him vitality.

Ning Changjiu will not give the Juggernaut a chance to repair.

He held the silver sword that had cut into the opponent's body, and after pulling it out, he stabbed it with his backhand, and cut off Ke Wenzhou's neck. With a twist of his wrist, he directly chopped off the opponent's head!

Is it dead...

Is Ke Wenzhou really the end of the crossbow......

Looking at Ke Wenzhou's falling head, questions flashed through Ning Changjiu's heart.

"Be careful." Ye Chan Gong said.

Only when the voice fell, a body broke out like an embryo with a broken neck. That body was dripping with blood. He also held the black sword, roaring towards Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu saw him clearly through the eyes of the yin.

He is still Ke Wenzhou, but he looks much younger than his original state of old age. He has cut through the opponent's flesh and blood through all his hardships, and has given him a new life?

"Don't panic, he is also getting weaker." Ye Changong said calmly and softly.

Ning Changjiu nodded vigorously, calmed his mind, and attached his swords to the silver sword one after another, and fought with Ke Wenzhou again.

In the Kingdom of the Golden Crow, Si Ming and Lu Jiajia swept the invading dark air as quickly as possible, and then left the Kingdom of God to fight side by side with Ning Changjiu.

The situation just happened again.

The two swords were inserted obliquely into Ke Wenzhou's ribs again. With the cooperation of Ye Chan Palace, Ning Changjiu directly sent the sword into the opponent's heart, shattering that heart.

But the heart is no longer the deadly part of Ke Wenzhou.

In that body, a brand-new body came out of the shell, old, middle-aged, young, and juvenile, he is getting younger and younger, as if he was cut into a baby, cut into an embryo, in order to truly kill dead.

The space in the ruins of Gu Huang is huge. They shuttled among them, the swords and shadows intertwined, cutting through the veins, and seemed to accidentally touch the Luo River, causing the river to flow back down.

The middle-aged Ke Wenzhou was killed.

A young man got out of his body again.

It's just that his broken arm has never been repaired.

"Is this the power of the Dark Lord?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ke Wenzhou looked at himself when he was young, and said: "This is not the real power yet. If the dark lord pouring down with all his strength, you will undoubtedly die."

Ye Changong watched Ke Wenzhou calmly, and then shook her head regretfully. If she was still at the peak, she could kill the Sword Master with a single blow like she did in the past.

But it doesn't matter, now... it's just a little troublesome.

"Trap him." Ye Chan Gong said.

Ning Changjiu, Lu Jiajia, and Si Ming, the three figures unfolded instantly, surrounding Ke Wenzhou tightly, and their unique swordsmanship poured out together.

In the pure white lake of mind, Liu Xiwan closed her eyes, her spirits are also highly nervous,

Her sword is always held in her hand, waiting to move.

On the other side, Ye Changong has put his hand into his sleeve, slowly pulling out the flowing moonlight.

The moon shines like rain.

She leaped slightly and cut down with the sword.

Ke Wenzhou stared at the cut moon branch, his pupils shrank suddenly, showing a panic expression for the first time.

All the power of darkness gushes out, together to fight against the crescent moon branch.

Yuezhi cut through the darkness and fell on top of Ke Wenzhou's head.

At this moment of life and death, the bright and flowing moon branch suddenly lost its luster.

Ning Changjiu's heart trembled: "What's the matter?"

Ye Chan Palace immediately understood: "Tengu swallows the moon."

……

On November 15, the tengu swallows the moon.

This is something they had expected a long time ago.

But the tengu swallowing the moon has already happened once, so in their consciousness, they all thought they had already experienced it.

But at that time, the moon was obscured by the star, and the real Tengu swallowing the moon had not yet arrived.

They used the authority of time lavishly, but pushed this moment forward!

For Ke Wenzhou, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to counterattack. He concentrated on one point and stabbed towards Ye Chan Palace.

The moon was covered, Ye Chan Palace lost her power and was helpless. At this moment, she was the closest to Ke Wenzhou, and the three of them couldn't help.

Just as Ke Wenzhou thought he was going to succeed, a cat bark came out abruptly.

Ye Chan Palace's figure almost disappeared close to the sword's edge.

In the darkness, Bai Zang held Ye Chan Palace on his back and threw her on his back. Ye Chan Palace pressed Bai Hu's back with both hands. She had just experienced life and death, but her expression still did not fluctuate.

It's just that after the Tengu swallowing the moon happened, something lit up in her heart.

That is... Tinder?

The fire has stayed in the body of Yechan Palace. This is the right to life, and she was sent to the Moon Prison in the same year to retain the fire of human hope, but Ye Chan Palace did not know what it was. Even these years, she could not clearly perceive the existence of fire in her body.

I don't know if it was due to the tengu swallowing the moon or the moment of life and death, the fire was ignited, and then a lot of messy words flowed toward the sea of ​​knowledge.

The first sentence in the sea of ​​knowledge caused a shocking effect in her mind:

"The sun will continue to burn for three billion years. I have no time to wait any longer."

Next, a lot of voices came:

"This is the seed of civilization. I will sow it to a brand new place."

"I will take root here, the souls abandoned by me, please forgive me..."

"I will seal the truth of the world."

"..."

"Fire, it is called fire. From then on, you will be the last fire of human civilization!"

……

Bai Zang gave a meow, and felt the strangeness of the **** his back. He was puzzled. What is it that can make Heng'e have such a big emotional change?

Ahead, the three-handed sword has penetrated Ke Wenzhou's body again.

Ke Wenzhou fell into the deeper abyss amidst the heart-piercing screams.

Ning Changjiu and the three of them chased after each other.

The structure of Gu Huang was originally loose, and now the entire crust has been completely penetrated by them.

In the fractured layer of rock, their figures continued to fall, and finally fell to the ground with a terrifying roar.

Ke Wenzhou's body was torn apart.

But inside him, the power of the Dark Lord is still surging, as if trying to help him stitch his body together.

The young Ke Wenzhou stretched out his palm and tore open his body a little bit.

Ning Changjiu was about to mend his sword, but in the broken ground veins, countless brown-gray gases rushed out.

"What's that?" Ning Changjiu was shocked.

Si Ming and Lu Jiajia also noticed the qi gushing out of the fissure.

This...

They almost penetrated Gu Huang and penetrated the earth's crust. Are these gases...is it something hidden under the earth's crust?

Why is there such a huge amount of gas hidden under the earth's crust?

After Ning's long questioning, there was a voice that really responded to him!

"This is what the aura looks like before it is filtered by the earth's crust."

That voice is a bit vicissitudes of life.

An ancient beast with horns stepped out of the sea of ​​anger and fell in front of the young Ke Wenzhou.

Ning Changjiu recognized it, his pupils shrank slightly:

"Yuan Jun?!"

Yuanjun nodded slightly.

He was Suizhen, one of the six gods in the early days, a betrayer of the year, and the original ruler of one of the twelve gods.

Yuan Jun looked at Ning Changjiu and said: "I know you have many questions, such as why I have come, but my kingdom of God has no sign of opening."

Ning Changlong stared at it.

Yuan-jun did ask the doubt in his mind.

Yuanjun looked at the huge brown-gray aura and said: "Because this is my planet... 1.5 billion years ago, before I was born, there was another parent star under your feet. One name-Jupiter."