Beyond the Divine States Chapter 473: : Sword and the old age
Shao Xiaoli stood beside him, staring blankly at the vast mountains and rivers.
They are far enough from the land, so no matter how steep the mountains and rivers are, they are generally flat in sight.
The earth is talisman paper, and the footprints are strokes, and the bright light travels past, writing a clear context.
The whole earth is penetrated in one go!
Is this the real technique of getting things from a rune?
On the **** seat behind him, Zhao Xianger looked at this bow. Although it was completely different from the one thousands of years ago, it still opened the door of memory completely like a key. The figure in the past overlaps the figure in front of him. together.
Zhao Xiang'er's cheeks still glowed with divine indifference, but tears slipped from it.
Infinite golden light reflected in Ning Changjiu's pupils.
He stretched out his hand and made a holding gesture, as if grasping the huge bow that traverses the earth in his hand, pulling the invisible bowstring in his hand.
"Marriage, Snow Porcelain!"
Ning Changjiu suddenly called their names.
After eight years, the long-lost voice sounded again, and the two women were shocked physically and mentally.
"Return to China!!"
Ning Changjiu's shout was like a roar.
The Golden Crow flew out, Yu Qi spread his wings in the dark, a red sun rose, and the ancient Golden Crow sun country, which had been sealed in dust for eight years, opened again at this moment.
The Snow Porcelain Hall and the Sword Main Hall opened at the same time, and the golden light and the snow-white sword glow entangled and rose into the sky.
In the world shrouded by the Dark Lord, the West is as bright as day.
"Yes!"
They all responded together, each pinched their hands, turned into two streams, one left and the other flew into the Golden Crow Kingdom.
The next moment, they appeared in the two halls.
Behind him, Ye Chan Palace and Suzaku also came.
Suzaku concealed the red palm prints on her cheeks with her hands, and did not dare to look at Zhao Xianger.
Ye Chan Palace looked at the sky.
The barrier that blocked the Dark Lord was getting weaker and weaker. In the distance, a huge black sun penetrated from the air layer, and the sword light that was still supporting in the world seemed slender and easy to break under the black sun.
Although the Dark Lord destroyed some innate spirits, most of the monks did not give up resistance because of this. When the golden light from the west was shining, they supported them in a way that burned their lives.
This is the dome of fortune they propped up together!
"Let's start." Ye Changong looked at Suzaku and said.
Suzaku nodded obediently and stretched out her hand.
The relative spatial authority of the three thousand worlds opened up at this moment, Ye Chan Palace stretched out his hand at the same time, and moonlight poured out from the palm of his palm. Time like water rushed through the space constructed by the Suzaku. At this moment, the authority of time and space merged and condensed into one point.
This point is a time and space with nothing, showing the nature of chaos and nothingness.
Time and space need to be given meaning.
And this meaning must also be a constant in time and space.
In other words...
Be light!
So, Ning Changjiu, who was fluttering in white, walked into this spot.
The constant light rushes past, and time and space begin to have meaning.
He looked back at Zhao Xianger.
Zhao Xianger knew, she came to Ning Changjiu's body, stretched out her hand, and held his hand together.
The fingers interlocked.
Zhao Xianger took the power of the world to the extreme.
At this moment, even Shao Xiaoli and Liu Xiwan understood!
Time, space, light, world... They want to build a brand new world with these authority as their bones!
Ning Changjiu looked at Zhao Xianger apologetically.
Later, the entire Westland will be blown up.
"It's okay." Zhao Xianger smiled calmly.
The four walls of the Western Kingdom began to shrink, and this contraction quickly reached its limit. Then, an explosion that expanded at the speed of light occurred.
The West Kingdom exploded.
Throughout the history of the home planet, there is no more explosive explosion than that.
The expanding walls are like hurricanes, sweeping at the speed of light, engulfing all the basic things in the range. But things were not torn apart, the explosion seemed to have happened in another time and space, and all they saw was the projection of the explosion on the world.
The central point of the explosion was as silent as a tomb.
Ning Changjiu and the others floated in it, like the **** of creation who opened up the cosmos.
Ye Chan Palace and Suzaku relied on the authority of time and space to create a chaotic point. Ning Changjiu turned into light to activate it, and then used Zhao Xianger's world authority to cover this new time and space to the original Time and space.
In other words, they really created a whole new world!
This is no longer the kingdom of God of the Dark Lord, but theirs.
Ning Changjiu opened his eyes first.
The explosion happened in a moment, and the world in front of me was still the same as before. The dark day descended, and the sword light stood on the ground, still struggling to support it.
The world has changed its appearance unconsciously, but the people in it are completely unaware of it.
Ye Chan Palace also opened her eyes. She drove Ning Changjiu and asked, "Is it all right?"
Ning Changjiu nodded and walked before, "In the myth of creation, there will never be a lack of stories about shooting the sun."
……
The world is full of light and darkness.
They were handed over clearly in the sky, like two see-saw forces.
When this world was first formed, it did temporarily resist the invasion of the Dark Sun, but it didn't take long before the Dark Sun came back with an unstoppable posture.
They did indeed build a kingdom of God.
But this kingdom of God still lacks a pillar that is self-consistent in mythology and logic, and cannot really support it.
Ning Changjiu looked up at the black sun.
Hei Sun is like the last monarch, holding a decadent scepter in his hand, but with the most majestic figure, showing the rebels a once heyday.
The world is swallowed by darkness again, and the golden light floating in his white clothes is like the last firefly in the gloomy wind and rain.
But his pace towards the dark day is always calm.
He stood before the dark day, as if standing on a cliff, looking at the endless black sea, facing the unerased and disappeared sword light, and said:
"You are the pillars of a brand new world."
Speak out the way.
The struggling monks suddenly felt a power, which was unprecedented. In the past, they lived between the heavens and the earth, as if they were just passing by the grass and trees. Sadness and joy change.
But at this moment, they feel that they have become the masters of the world.
The sword light that is about to be extinguished shines brightly at this moment.
The shadows flowing in the sword light are the epitome of their lives.
Countless sacred pillars have been erected all over the world to support this newly born, crumbling kingdom of God!
This is their world, they do not welcome the coming of the Dark Lord!
Ning Changjiu held the huge bow that pierced the world, and backed a little bit, a buzzing sound rang in his ears, the sound of the bowstring pulling. This deafening sound of strings is a roaring wave and the first prelude to the new world.
Ning Changjiu's retreat is getting slower and slower.
No! He is not retreating, but pulling the strings with his body.
His people are on the string!
His body is an arrow on the string!
Ning Changjiu turned his head, looked at Ye Chan Palace, and said, "Master, in this life, it's not observable and don't need to be destroyed."
Ye Changong's thin lips moved slightly. Before he could say anything, Ning Changjiu opened his hand, and when he loosened his body, it turned into a golden light and flew towards the dark day.
In the world supported by the Sword Qi Shenzhu, that is the longest and the brightest light.
This is the story of Yi shooting the sun, and it is also a creation myth that will circulate forever.
Ning Changjiu raised his head and looked at the infinitely magnified black sun in his field of vision.
That is a demon called a "ghost".
The big talisman has been written, he is transformed into a peach wood sword, killing ghosts!
The arrow split the pitch-black wind and waves and pierced into the depth of the dark day.
He ran into it.
……
The past and present, the past, the past, as if a person is about to die, everything swept over like a horse watching the lanterns again.
"Five hundred years have passed. The Great Sage broke free from the shackles, opened the Five Elements Mountain, and tore up the spell of the Tathagata Buddha! He did not set foot on the westward road, but put on his battle armor again and called He returned to the magic weapon. He stood on the ground, with his golden eyes open, looking at the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and the immortals on the clouds! They are destined to tremble again as they were five hundred years ago..."
It was the father holding the Ruyi Wu Iron God Rod and propped up the flying flag of the Qitian Great Sage in the sky and the earth.
The picture went backwards, and Ke Wenzhou rushed towards his face with a sword in his arms. He sighed softly, as if feeling the sadness of the living and the happiness of the dead.
"The world has a holy for five hundred years, and now...this holy is with me!"
The voice of the young sword sage sounded in his ears. It was surprisingly calm. It was also like seeing the Buddha who was eating his flesh and blood without changing his face, but he was not a compassionate Buddha, he was the sword sage Ke Wenzhou!
Jianguang cut through the sky and left.
The picture is suddenly dark.
"I have judged the original sin of mankind. They will kill for generations and will never stop!"
In the sea of knowledge, the sinner’s weird smile was distorted by the fire.
The prince of sin was wiped out.
The battle armor of Tianji was shattered, and under the golden mask, there was a scorched and withered cheek, and he also issued a spiteful curse:
"You are the race of demons. One day, you will push yourself into the abyss..."
Ning Changjiu cut it off.
Ning Changjiu seems to be walking on a rushing road, comrades-in-arms, relatives, lovers, enemies, familiar and unfamiliar, departed and surviving... all people are standing on this road, Looking at myself walking forward.
The fish king lay there dozing off, raised his eyelids and glanced at himself disdainfully, as if he would never wake up.
Mr. Xueyu yelled loudly, declaring the authority of the God of Light to the people.
The old turtle turned around and said that he would return to the temple to resume his old business and become a money turtle.
The figures of the monster race flew past in front of them one after another, and the Golden Winged Roc and the Nine Spirit Yuansheng looked at themselves without sorrow or joy, knowing no grudge or favor.
Further ahead, Mrs. Bai raised her head and looked at the emptiness of the red moon hanging from the sky, yelling to destroy the world.
Lu Jiajia is holding the ruler, Bai Chang Shengxue, looks like a teacher with dignity.
Si Ming has arms around his chest, silver hair and black robe, and he is so cold and glamorous.
Zhao Xiang'er was swinging her fair calf, looking at the sunset dreamily.
There are also Xiaoling, Xiaoli, Xiwan...They are all doing their own things without anyone else, occasionally raising their eyes to look at him, their cheeks are reddish, lips pursing and laughing.
Everything still looks like Xinning.
But Ning knew for a long time that these were just things he had already experienced, and they were nothing more than nothing.
He never looks back.
At the end of the road, the figure in the white dress of the moon gauze is so ethereal.
Ye Chan Gong opened his arms to himself, as if he was still that small and cute deer.
Ning Changjiu smiled.
The string is broken and the bow is broken, but the only ray of light has flown into the darkness and pierced into the dark lord's interior!
With the faith of the whole world, he hit the heaviest shackle of the old age like a pebble.
……
The ghost roars!
That is the Dark Lord.
For 1.5 billion years, if the evil poem has not stolen the fire of civilization, it will always be a lonely ghost wandering in the Death Star domain until the last instruction is wiped out by the years.
It drags its ancient and exhausted body to use its last strength, invade the world, and complete its final mission.
The golden arrow came through the air, with the power of the whole world, pierced its surface in one burst, and came to the depths.
In this process, the golden light of the arrow was also swallowed by darkness, and countless vortices ate away his authority. Ning Changjiu was unable to stop or did not stop it. He just dashed forward with a single thought to cut through the endless darkness. .
At the last minute, there was almost no light on his body.
So he stretched out his hands to tear through the last darkness.
The hands are full of bones.
He broke through the surface of the Dark Lord and crashed into the innermost part of it.
He saw the Dark Lord.
See the omniscient and omnipotent God in the eyes of this god.
The dark master is the crystallization of the previous civilization, and when that civilization left, the technical level seemed to be back to the original state-there is no precision machinery in this central space, some are just a light belt connected end to end and A doll floating in the light belt.
It's such a simple thing, manipulating a behemoth like the soul of the star.
The doll closed its eyes, as if sleeping.
Its appearance is exquisite and simple, and it looks no different from human beings. It is suspended in the center of the light belt, and thin lines extend from its joints to connect the light belt.
Ning Changjiu discovered that several figures of puppets were floating on the light belt.
Some of those people are tyrants with crowns of emperors, some are saints in commoners, some are disabled teenagers on crutches, and some are girls who are wrapped in bath towels and soak in hot springs... This light belt at the tail is also a long river of time, and These dolls seem to symbolize the various stages of this civilization.
This is supposed to be extremely beautiful art.
But Ning Changjiu has no time to appreciate and think about it.
The Golden Crow was spitting out flames. Among them, Lu Jiajia and Si Ming tried their best to mobilize all their strength and pour it into Ning Changjiu's body together with their own beliefs.
The golden body of Shura pulled out from behind, with three heads and six arms, with a hideous face!
The spiritual Liu Xiwan flew from the path he had just opened up, and completed his Asura golden body.
Liu Xiwan fell into the pure white sea of knowledge, and in Ning Changjiu's hands, a silver sword was formed in an instant.
"Tianyu Sword Scripture?" Liu Xiwan asked.
"Tianyu Sword Sutra!" Ning Changjiu said.
The thoughts merged in an instant, bursting into fire.
Ning Changjiu was holding a sword in his hand, and with the power of the Shura golden body and the power of the whole mankind, in the way of killing the sword, he rushed towards the puppet in the light belt.
The gray wolf resembling a savage civilization leaped angrily, and rushed towards the fully armed human tens of thousands of years later, but there was no fear in the wolf's eyes. It was a desperate fight and the answer to survival.
‘Invasion! Invade! Invade! ’
‘Expulsion! Expelled! Expel...’
Two very different voices kept ringing in my ears.
To be ironic, it is clear that after 1.5 billion years, these two civilizations facing each other with swords use the same prophecy.
The Dark Lord made a judgment of expulsion, and the figure of the doll became like a tyrant.
How to expel it?
It takes time to calculate and think.
Ning Changjiu has already crashed into the light belt of time that he thought was created.
……
His figure slowed down suddenly.
In the long river, time is like a lock.
In front of Ning Changjiu, many magnificent pictures emerged.
In the picture, he saw countless male cities and strange faces. They wore clean and strange clothes and walked up and down on the flat and spacious streets. Steel monsters galloped from above them. After that, in the building like a pedestal, the light spilled out and gathered in the sky to build a magnificent city.
This is just one corner of the world. People in the other corner seem to live in another world, ragged and skinny. They live in a world where sewage flows, but the port is anchored by a huge ark like an island.
In the other corners, there were also scenes filled with gunpowder smoke. The torrent of the crowd was surging forward. They shouted something. They rushed out of the besieged steel beast. They waved flags, relying on will and flesh and blood. Fill in various generation gaps.
In the end, the red flags were everywhere.
The scenes flew by before my eyes. They were all human beings, so Ning Changjiu could feel their pain and despair.
But his sword spirit kept on.
The snow-white sword aura is like a waterfall cascading to the ground, and it cuts across these images with the power of pioneering power, crossing the rise and fall of civilization, and slashing straight to the dark master.
'Spirit Devourer-exhausted, extracting innate spirit-invalid. ’
‘The world has changed, the reason—unknown. ’
‘Perceive the danger! Perceive the danger! ’
A different instruction and warning sounded in my ears.
Because of the huge size of the dark master, it takes a lot of time to do any calculations.
For a time, it couldn't find a countermeasure.
The belt of light and sword energy that protected her was worn away, and finally torn apart by the sword energy.
He is stronger than ever, because behind him, stands the whole world.
This spiritual will gave him the courage to cross the gap of any era!
The light band breaks from it.
The sword of the silver sword is still there.
The sword pierced the doll with him.
Hey----
The sword slammed into the doll's last defense, and the sound resembled an electric current.
This is a mortal sword honed in blood and death.
It's just that it hasn't killed anyone in a long time.
In this regard, Liu Xiwan has always been unwilling.
She already had the dream of stabling a sword openly and slaying the strongest enemy.
This dream is right in front of her. This is a dream she is destined to gamble on!
The spiritual Liu Xiwan opened her eyes, and she burst out with the howling of sword aura from all over her body.
In the surging electric current, this subtle impact quickly turned into destruction that filled the entire body of the Dark Lord.
In the indescribable huge darkness, the whirlpool shattered one by one, and the authority swallowed by the whirlpool turned into fragments and floated out, scattered in the universe.
Ning Chang has crossed the light belt of civilization for a long time, piercing the sword into the body of the doll little by little.
In this central space, warning sounds are still ringing.
Soon, flashing red lights flooded here.
The light strip collapses.
The joints of the doll hang down.
‘Final order-escape. ’
This is the last command issued by the puppet.
Then, the light band shattered and scattered into the huge and chaotic body of the Dark Lord. Its entire body came back to life like a shining light, and it was about to withdraw towards the Death Star Region.
Ning Changjiu's silver sword pierced through the body of the dark master puppet.
He also heard the word escape clearly.
Eight years ago, he carefully discussed the details of defeating the dark lord with the master, and even discussed how they would stop the dark lord if they wanted to escape.
At that time, Ye Chan Palace gave a plan—the Moon Prisoner's Decisive Battle Plan.
"I should use the sword of eternity to kill the infinite demons."
This is the promise Ning Changjiu made to her.
The words of the past echoed in the ears.
Ning Changjiu pierced the dark lord's body with a sword, and flew straight with all his strength.
He is still the arrow shot from the bowstring of the earth, and he has never deviated from his orbit!
The dark lord was pushed by him, weak and no time to change direction, so he retreated straight back.
……
In the world, accompanied by the myth of shooting the sun, there is also the story of Chang'e flying to the moon.
The dark master was propped up, and Ye Changong's eyes lit up when he was stripped from the atmosphere.
That was the fire she swallowed back then.
There are two capabilities of Tinder.
One is to record the real world, and the other is to fly to the moon.
While Ning Changjiu was still confronting the Dark Lord, she leaped up lightly and flew towards the moon, like a fairy in the world returning to the heavenly palace, Zongyao Palace is bitter and cold, never gone. Back.
Suzaku should be able to leave at this moment, but she did not leave, but flew away quietly looking at Yechan Palace.
The figure of Ye Chan Palace bypassed the Dark Lord and came to the moon.
She sits alone on the bright moon, with the crisscross branches on her knees, waiting quietly.
When Ning Changjiu finally moved the Dark Lord and took it straight up.
The moon is where it should be.
At this moment, the moon, the dark master, and the mother star are just in one line!
This is their only chance to defeat the Dark Lord, and they will never miss it.
The moon blocked its escape path. On the other side, the sun was burning like a day for decades, spewing light and illuminating them together.
The evil on the top of the list sat in a wicker chair, showing a look of vicissitudes of life.
Sitting on the side, Shi looked at the re-infiltrating light from the sky, her expression was joyful, and she didn't even notice that the black-clothed youth around her had become weaker and weaker.
"Poetry." Evil suddenly called her name.
"Brother, what's the matter?" Shi asked innocently.
"The sun is coming out, I want to walk downstairs." A wicked smile said.
"Well, good..." Shi replied obediently, lifted him up from the chair, and walked downstairs with his arm.
Evil knows that within a few years, the tree of the world that is deeply planted in the heart of the earth will wither and become a nourishment for the world.
At that time, people no longer need the world tree, nor the kingdom of God. The new world in the future will be the kingdom of God, and everyone who composes it will be the master of the world.
Shi helped him to the end of the street.
Evil stopped.
The trees in this world are lush and vigorously growing because of the sun.
And he was about to die by witnessing the sun.
But he will not feel sorry, because this is the price that people who have lived in the dark for a long time will pay when they see the light.
……
Boom! ! !
The Moon Prisoner passed behind it, and the Dark Lord's body smashed up.
This is the last impact.
There were countless huge cracks on the surface of the Moon Prisoner.
Ye Chan Palace hangs on the moon.
She is so close to Yue, so she no longer looks like a little girl.
The girl's curve becomes tall and tall, her veil flying over her, she is beautifully slim.
A full moon was outlined after her hair.
She has taken this round of moons.
This is Moon, and it is also her knife.
She used this knife when she killed Yan Fu back then!
Below, in the dark body of the dark master, Ning Changjiu hung a silver sword and flew out of it.
The golden light slowly fell from him, like a cherry blossom.
On the moon prisoner that was about to shatter, a fragmented doll slowly climbed up from the black slurry water. It raised its head, not knowing where it was looking, only a wooden voice came from it:
"Stars—Break and Die!"