Beyond the Divine States Chapter 108: : Huangquan as the boundary
The huge pillar runs through the sky and the earth, which is magnificent, and when it collapses, it is also so beautiful, like in the glazed glass full of lights and shadows, countless light and dark intertwined lines suddenly split and expand, so the original trend The almost perfect picture also collapsed.
The whole body was moved with a pull, almost in an instant, the sacred pillar slowly dumped over and crashed into the second towering pillar.
The impact of the sacred pillar did not make any noise, but the collapse of the screen seemed to occupy the entire area of the night like an explosion.
In the first moment, Mrs. Bai thought she was wrong. It was only when the **** pillar was tilted to a certain angle that she was awakened. A heart originally endowed with divinity suddenly shook and shouted: " No!"
The entire state of Fengdu Shen Kingdom trembled in her exclamation.
Everything that has been accumulated over the past few years, has turned into a flood of aurora in the sky in just a few moments.
The culprit of all this is the **** immortal Ning Changjiu, and his pupils that glow for some reason.
Before Mrs. Bai was about to go mad, Zhao Xianger had seized this moment of opportunity and sighed abruptly. What moved with her mind was that Jiuyu who was firmly fixed by bones.
The sacred pillar collapsed, the authority was shattered, and Madame Bai’s personality fell crazily. Naturally, the bone nail could not hold Jiuyu. When Madame Bai wanted to break Zhao Xianger’s neck directly, Jiuyu had broken free. Fettered, soaring into the air, the sword swept across the space between Madam Bai and Zhao Xianger in the air.
In an instant, Mrs. White's hand bones were broken by her wrists.
Zhao Xianger's figure fell, and Jiuyu turned into a flying bird and flew below to catch her falling figure.
Mrs. White looked at her broken wrist. Although she could give birth to an identical bone immediately, at the moment when her hand bone broke, her heart seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.
She trembled all over, and looked at the young boy who was still stubbornly open. Those eyes were so disgusting that she couldn't wait to dig them up and swallow them right away.
But there was also a flash of inborn fear in her heart.
This fear was quickly swallowed by hatred, her wrist shook, and she gave birth to bright white fingers again. Although her personality was declining at this moment, even if everything was in vain, she The original long-lived realm's cultivation base was still more than enough to kill Ning Changjiu!
At this moment, Ning Changjiu himself didn't know what was going on. He was only awakened by an instinctive force in his body, then subconsciously opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the **** pillar.
Then his eyes turned golden, and the **** pillar began to collapse under his gaze.
He kept staring at the scenes, until Zhao Xianger escaped from the claws and Madam Bai pounced again with an astonishing slaying force, he didn't react.
Mrs. White came very quickly, and Ning Changjiu was seriously injured, and the warning signs in his heart could not be sounded in the future, and Mrs. White’s claws were already in front of her.
Ning Changjiu didn’t have the slightest fear in his heart. At a certain moment, a flash of sword light flashed from the depths of his consciousness. As soon as the spiritual platform was clear, the hand holding the sword moved by instinct, and he raised the sword to the white. Stabbed in the direction where the lady was.
The sword was extremely fast and extremely precise, just hitting the tip of Mrs. White's middle finger.
That was the strongest point of the source of danger, Ning Changjiu "see" it, and then stabbed it.
Then the sword in his hand was held in the backhand by Mrs. White, and with a sharp twist, the toughness of the sword body was stretched to the limit in an instant. The twist-like sword body quickly broke, and Mrs. White’s other claws Pounced directly at the top of his head.
Swipe!
Something flashed past my eyes.
Mrs. White snorted, and blood gushed out from her eyes.
The paw of a fox caught her eyes.
Not far away, Ning Xiaoling was also awakened by the huge vibration, and finally opened her eyes. After seeing the snow fox hit, she collapsed, her eyes closed, and she fell into a coma again. past.
The same fox, the same sneak attack, Mrs. Bai did not take it for the first time, but now she is almost mad with rage, creating a gap in the short-term blindness, and the nine feathers who are already flying down the sky are already Arriving in a flash, Zhao Xianger held an umbrella sword and swiped across her neck.
Ms. White still has instinctive defenses in her madness. Although her bone armor is constantly fading, she still has excellent hardness.
She dodged the sword very quickly, and her blind pupil injuries healed very quickly. After a flash of sight, Zhao Xianger held the umbrella sword in one hand and Jiuyu in the other, burning with murderous intent on her body. Two swords came thunderously.
Madam Bai is still much higher than Zhao Xianger at the moment, but her offensive is too fierce and fierce. Madam Bai’s crazy thinking is even more so that she can’t think because of the pressure of a round of swords, and she can only resist her instinct , And then the white bone scales on her arms were overturned and shredded, and her tailbone was also broken. She was going crazy, and Zhao Xianger was going crazy too. Every sword had accumulated a lot of strength. Just like an absolute sound.
If Mrs. Bai hadn't repaired her body quickly with bones all over the floor, she would have been chopped to pieces at this moment.
And Zhao Xiang'er's enthusiasm came to an end. She forced Mrs. Bai all the way to the bank of the Yellow Spring, and finally the umbrella sword and Jiuyu crossed, like a picture of "乂".
That is one of Zhao's strokes, and it is also her sharpest sword.
Ms. Bai urged her spiritual power to resist with her arms, but her arms and breastplate were still chopped together. Two extremely deep cracks were instantly revealed. Under the impact of the sword energy, Mrs. Bai was "Yi". The word hit the sword firmly and pushed directly to the other side, smashing a large building.
Zhao Xianger stood with two swords, she shook her body, propped on an umbrella sword, knelt on one knee, and touched her hot cheek, the anger in her heart still couldn't be calmed down.
She didn't pursue Madam White, not because she didn't want to kill her, but she was equally exhausted.
Since killing three long-lived bone monsters in a row, and then fighting against Madam Bai, she was extremely injured. The previous violent counterattack that almost returned to light was the last limit of her strength.
She put away Jiuyu, propped up her body with a sword in one hand, grasped the torn shirt on her chest in the other, turned and looked at Ning Changjiu.
On the other side, Mrs. Bai slowly crawled out of the ruins. She was wounded all over, and she looked even worse than Zhao Xianger. The backlash of Mingjun’s authority was extremely serious, directly hurting the roots, not only made her feel better. The realm of easy recovery was almost in vain, and the power to control this capital was almost lost.
She also looked at Ning Changjiu, her face full of confusion and anger: "What exactly did you...do?"
Ning Changjiu stood up slowly. The gold in his eyes was gone. After standing up swayingly, he walked to Ning Xiaoling's side, lifted her up, and plunged into the sea of qi. Reiki.
The few swords just now consumed almost all the spiritual power he had refined in the Tianku Peak.
He breathed out slowly, adjusting the breath in his body, and did not answer Mrs. Bai's question.
The last sacred pillar hit the Naihe Bridge, smashing the entire long bridge suddenly, and then crashing into the yellow spring, causing a huge wave and disappearing.
Ms. Bai looked at the disappearing sacred pillar with all thoughts grayed out. She pulled herself out of the huge sense of loss, and replayed the scene like a nightmare in her mind.
Golden pupils, chaotic pictures, disordered mythological logic, and collapsed pillars.
"It turns out... so."
After a long time, the white lady spoke slowly.
She finally understood: "It turns out that the history depicted in the first copper painting is wrong."
The facts of history are wrong, and the logic of myths is naturally distorted, so that **** pillar seems to be magnificent, but in fact there are huge loopholes hidden in it.
But that loophole will not collapse on its own for no reason.
Vulnerabilities need to be "seen through."
As long as a lie that no one sees through is sufficiently complete and logically self-consistent, it will be infinitely close to reality.
But the difference this time is that Ning Changjiu opened his eyes and took a serious look at it.
So the loophole couldn't deceive myself, and the great chaos began.
Just why can Ning Changjiu see through the loopholes in the copper painting?
Of these five bronze paintings, the last four are all real facts that she experienced personally. Only the first one is the possibility that she painted after countless speculations.
She was a bone demon born out of a broken corpse in an abyss. She once measured the aging of her bones and inferred the death time of the **** bone in the abyss.
About 400 to 500 years ago.
Then she looked through countless historical materials, checked all the historical facts and legends she could find about 400 to 500 years ago, and finally determined that the only one who could kill a **** of that level was 500 years ago. The catastrophe.
Mythological logic does not require real rigor, but it must ensure that the foundation is correct.
Now in Ning Changjiu's eyes, the mythological logic has collapsed. The occurrence of all this shows two answers. One is that the foundation of the bronze painting is wrong! That **** did not die in the catastrophe five hundred years ago.
The second one is that, in a sense, the boy in white is a "witness". He has either seen the true record of the god’s death in someone or a book, or he has witnessed it directly Everything that happened, otherwise the mythological logic would not be able to determine that he was seen through.
But how old is this boy? How is it possible to know the top-secret past four to five hundred years ago?
Ms. White, who had figured everything out but couldn't understand everything, was overwhelmed with great surprise and sadness.
She looked at the three people on the other side of Huangquan, and also did not speak, because with her current physical condition, she was not sure to kill them at all.
Ning Changjiu and the three are also at the end of the battle.
The most important thing is that at this moment, the perfect red moon has risen to the very center of Linhe City, shining the yellow springs into scarlet colors.
The sacred pillar collapsed, and the possibility of this capital becoming the kingdom of gods no longer exists, but the red moon has been completed, and this city has still become the true nether capital, but now the power of this nether capital is scattered. Falling is no longer under anyone's control.
Mrs. Bai and Ning Changjiu looked at the yellow spring boiling under the red moon, and were silent for a long time.
Later, Mrs. Bai turned and left and walked into the half-silent city.
Ning Changjiu sighed: "Let's go too."
Zhao Xiang'er gritted his teeth and said displeased: "Why?"
Even though she asked questions like this, in fact, she knew very well in her heart that neither they nor Madam Bai were sure to kill each other, and the red moon was at the head, the time had come, and the 酆 had truly taken shape. They were in their current state, not even enough. Cross this yellow spring that has symbolized death.
So at this moment, they only have to heal their injuries, wait for their strength to return to their peak, and then cross Huangquan to fight to the death.
That moment may be before dawn, or it may be longer.
Zhao Xiang'er hung her head and said nothing. While clutching the clothes on her chest, she loosened the hand holding the sword, and quietly squeezed a few strands of green silk to cover the left side.
Then she stood up again holding the sword, but she didn't take two steps, but her knees softened and she half-kneeled on the ground, and she had to support her with the sword.
Her petite body was trembling slightly, the knuckles holding the hilt were a little white, but she insisted not to say a word.
Ning Changjiu has already walked to her and squatted down. He gently supported her shoulders, but his tired and feeble words contained incomparable calm and firmness: "I am carrying you."