Beyond the Divine States Chapter 200: : Comparing the gods

Ye Chu has trekked through the snowy field. His original rough robe has been dyed with golden brilliance. He combs his long hair, like an extremely handsome young man. On his flawless face, he has a pupil. The light and darkness seem to symbolize the revolving yin and yang.

The practice of Shura Shenlu kept circulating in his body, and every time it circulated, the divine glory in his pupils became thicker.

Last night, when he left, he left a note for Ning Changjiu at the last moment.

He gave up killing Ning Changjiu.

Firstly, as long as the plan is correct, Ning’s long-term death and life have nothing to do with the overall situation. Secondly, because he should have been in trouble according to the time of cultivation, but he was unscathed, and he could still talk and laugh with himself as usual. Guessing that the other party might have seen the flaw, he simply pushed the boat along, leaving a favor.

But these are not the things he cares about most now.

He knew that when he left the snowy field, Si Ming would definitely come and kill himself once.

He is not the opponent of the commander, because the realm here is limited, they have reached the peak, no matter who is here, the real battle is the number of methods and the strength of authority.

When the kingdom of God collapsed, and they were exiled, the power of fate left by Ye Chu was pitiful, and even if they were pieced together for many years, they were definitely not the opponents of the life.

But he may be out of favor with the younger generation, he is willing to accompany him for the last time the house wine.

Ye Chu's mouth formed a faint smile.

He involuntarily recalled the appearance of Qi Si Ming crawling out of the fetal soul for the first time. She was so fragile at that time, holding her slender arms trembling uneasily against a strange world, it was very beautiful. His eyebrows resembled the perfect destiny that he wanted all his life.

It's a pity that Si Ming's ambition and ability surpassed his imagination. When she was sitting on an equal footing with him for the first time that year, a strange emotion arose in his heart.

It's just that the past history has long been blown away by the rain and wind.

But Ye Chu knows that there is still a knot in his heart that is difficult to get rid of. If not, how could he choose such a way to leave this world that doesn't require you to die?

Departing from the sky is domineering, but how can it be safer than eating the opponent?

Ye Chu slowly walked through the snowy field. On his way, he did not encounter any beasts blocking the road, as if every step he took was a symbol of the best destiny. What he went to was a The road to the kingdom of God.

He walked out of the ice field for thousands of miles, and then saw the black smoke that was flowing over the canyon, which was the beacon fire on the fortress.

Ye Chu frowned slightly.

He didn't understand what Si Ming was going to do. Could it be that he wanted to use this beacon to deceive himself into an accident in the King City and let him put down his defenses and walk into her trap?

How ridiculous?

Of course he wouldn't believe in Si Ming, but he didn't expect this woman to be so stupid now.

He walked through the last inch of soil in the icefield, and when his footsteps were about to fall, it was as if someone had plucked the strings of fate and made a dangerous tremor.

Ye Chu just felt that her eyes suddenly darkened, as if dark clouds obscured the sky.

He settled gently and raised his head. He didn't see dark clouds, but saw countless black feathers covering the sky.

He stood on the snowy field, looking up to the sky, the robe straightened up.

The surrounding area dimmed suddenly, and the golden light rolling in his pupils became more striking.

"The stars are in place, and the north and the south will turn!" Ye Chu didn't hesitate, and drank directly, with turbulent spiritual pulse, enveloping him like countless stars, enveloping him.

A cold light flashed on the snowy field.

Ye Chuan should have appeared in the snow gorge thousands of miles away after this moment.

But his figure flickered, and he still stopped where he was.

Many pieces of black feathers are like noisy night crows, and arrows swooping toward him.

Ye Chu took a deep breath.

His golden pupils are shining brightly, and in front of his eyes, there are countless golden lines suddenly appearing. The beginning and the end of those lines do not know where, but they all come from the front and go behind him.

These are the lines of his fate.

"Evening at night was dangerous, and I finally left here." Yezhang announced his destiny.

Fate did not receive a response.

Black Feather is in prison, and all the destiny direction seems to have been cut off by the raider.

Ye Chu’s Taoist heart is difficult to be quiet, this feeling, only a thousand years ago, when he faced the supreme divine lord on the throne of the sky, it was a look to the supreme power and authority. In awe.

He is much smarter than Siming, and he guessed the identity of the person in a short period of time.

"Sinner?!" Even though he couldn't believe it, he still called out the other party's name.

But the words were only spoken, and he immediately regretted it, because no matter who it was, he could not call his name directly in front of the Lord. If God took the initiative to anger, he would have no escape.

Ye Chu was soaked in fate, and the black wave turned into a cage to ban him.

The figure of the guilty gentleman is made of black feathers and appeared in front of Ye Chuan. He is covered in black robe, with sharp claws hanging from the edges of his sleeves, and his long tail spreads to the ground. It looks like winding, transparent water.

He stood calmly, without exuding any aura, but gave people a feeling that the collapse of a hundred thousand mountains could not shake his figure in the slightest.

Ye Chu gave birth to a trace of despair.

He once wondered whether this secret that had been buried for 700 years would be discovered by the Lord of the Kingdom of God. He had expected this to happen, because the main punishment of the Kingdom of God should be to slay his Lord of God. People who are headless gods, and they might be able to use this opportunity to get out of this endless and lonely wilderness.

It's just that the price must be to surrender your authority.

The legacy of a broken Kingdom of God, even for another Lord of the Kingdom of God, is the only wealth in the world, and it may even give him power that surpasses other Lords of the Kingdom.

As soon as Sin Lord appeared, countless thoughts flashed in Ye Chuan's mind, and then, in his golden pupils, the black shadow came suddenly.

"The crime of fraud."

This is the sentence of the sinner to him, and the sentence is that he deceived Ning Changjiu with the wrong Shura Shenlu.

Xinjun's sleeves hung on both sides from beginning to end, but in front of him, countless arrow-like fist shadows appeared in an instant.

The Ye Chuan robe waved to activate the authority of fate, like a flying insect in the rain line, following the simplest route, flying and jumping in the mixed fate, avoiding the shadow of hundreds of criminals. , But the trial of the sinner is like billions of raindrops falling in the sky. How can a person stand in the wasteland avoid this heavy rain for several days and nights?

Pong Pong Pong’s voice kept ringing, Ye Chu Shenghui’s robe was constantly dented, and after every punch, the golden light on the robe dimmed, and he squeezed his own destiny. The line of destiny shuttled continuously in it. At a certain moment, he reversed the direction of fate and turned to the sky. He followed the line of fate and threw it towards the sky high in the sky, trying to escape.

The Lord of Sin stood still, lifted his sleeves slightly, and hooked his long fingers.

In the night, the figure flew high and the image of a broken kite, and the guilty king penetrated into his fate with the power of judgment, usurped the line of fate, and drew him back again.

"The mysterious black man chose the wrong fate."

When Ye Chu was pulled back to the ground, his authority was activated again, but he did not dare to call the sinner directly in the authority, otherwise his own laws might be directly invalidated.

The fate was changed again, and Ye Chu was out of the control of the sinner for an instant, and fled along a very complicated and winding path of fate.

The sinner has never changed the slightest.

The powers of Si Ming and Ye Ji are not complete, otherwise they will join hands, and in the world suppressed by this realm, they may really have a chance to compete with themselves.

Unfortunately, they are all defective products.

Once the trial of the guilty prince falls, it will be endless chasing and killing. The countless and fateful threads seem to be immersed in a huge dyeing vat, and none of them can escape the pollution of the guilty prince.

The root of this trial is Night Extermination’s deception of Ning Changjiu, but Ning Changjiu actually saw through his deception and did not really risk his life from beginning to end, so the power of this trial is weaker than that of Siming’s Many.

The string of destiny kept trembling, Ye Chu was originally a spider in a spider web, but when the sinner stretched out his hand, it suddenly reversed and became a prey trapped in the spider web.

The figure of the guilty monarch disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Ye Chu.

He drew a perfect circle beside Ye Chuan.

Draw the ground as a prison.

Ye Chu was trapped in the prison of the guilty king, and all his fate was like broken strings, and he couldn't help him anymore.

Ye Chu's golden pupils dimmed a lot, he suppressed the fear of the sinful king, and activated his authority for the last time.

"Chongsui noticed the movement here and made a decision."

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In the ancient battlefield of the snowy field, Su Yanshu was wearing a red dress, leaning on the instrument that looked like a huge building. The surface of the instrument was cold, but she regarded it as a warm arm.

Suddenly, Su Yanshu felt inwardly. She looked around and felt that Ye Chuan was back, and she was right by her side.

But there is only a vast wind and snow on all sides.

She settled her mind and walked in the direction of the spiritual induction.

That sense of induction doesn't seem to come from elsewhere, but the center of this huge instrument. Now that Su Yanshu has become the owner of this snowy gorge, he is naturally qualified to enter, but before leaving, Ye Chu had given her an order not to enter easily, so she never went to the depths of the numerology instrument. Over.

Now she opened the door tentatively.

The center of the huge building is also a sophisticated and complex space. Numerous gears and unicorn arms are staggered in the field of vision. They are layered on top of each other, and one layer is narrower than one layer, like a sky above the sky. In the center of this huge tower, there is a thick pillar that plays a supporting role, and countless wooden strips spread out like an umbrella, fixing the structure of the tall building.

Around the huge pillar is a spirally rising wooden staircase.

Su Yanshu walked up the wooden stairs step by step, looking for the source of her talent.

She walked on the spiral staircase, the whole world seemed to be spinning with her steps, and the things at the end of the staircase completely dazzled her-it was a crystal coffin, and the coffin was in full bloom. A corpse.

That is the corpse of the night.

This corpse is in the form of a broken puppet, with no facial features or faints on its face, and a huge crack in the chest that was chopped off by the commander.

Su Yanshu's heart twitched a little. She knew that this was another form of night ban. He died in this form at the beginning, so at the last moment of his life, he was closed in the attic and was unwilling Let yourself see.

Su Yanshu knew his appearance for a long time, so for the current scene, she just felt a little pain in her heart.

She pushed aside the crystal coffin, picked up Ye Chu from it, and then, like a guide from fate, she unconsciously bit her finger and fed blood into the puppet’s mouth. She was Ye Chu She gave her hundreds of years of time, which was mixed in her blood and poured back into Ye Chu's body.

Su Yanshu's eyes trembled, and he stared at the puppet in his arms tenderly. Then, everything was like in a fairy tale. After drinking his own blood, Ye Chu regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes, as if he was infused with soul.

Su Yanshu stared at this scene blankly, overjoyed, she whispered: "Are you...returning?"

Ye Chu looked at the woman in her arms, held her face, and kissed her forehead.

Su Yanshu was overjoyed. She knew Ye Chu would come back sooner or later, because it was his promise, but she didn’t expect that he would come back so quickly, but soon, her smile was frozen. On his cheek, Ye Chu said: "I'm leaving, I'm leaving this time, and maybe I won't come back again."

Su Yanshu lost her soul all of a sudden, and said in a trembled voice: "Why? You...Where are you going?"

Ye Chu ridged his broken body and walked further up.

This was the last method he arranged for himself, and it was his confidence that he was willing to fight with Si Ming again. No matter what method Si Ming used, he would have the means to return to the snow gorge.

On the puppet, facial features were born, healed the wound, and gradually turned into a juvenile appearance. The tyrannical physique of the Shura Shenlu allowed him to survive the offensive of the sinner, and the absolute fate he had left on the puppet pulled him Back in this snow gorge, back in the body.

But he still cannot escape the trial.

Ye Chau can clearly perceive that the trial has come with the guilty lord, and it has been outside the Xue Gorge in an instant.

"I'm going to my kingdom of God." Ye Chu didn't hesitate anymore.

He flew up and floated upwards, forming an extremely small spot in Su Yanshu's eyes. Su Yanshu's instinct told her that Ye Chu did not lie to herself, and that might be a farewell forever from now on. .

Ye Chuan came to the top of this building.

He thought, and the whole building also made a loud rumbling noise.

The surface surrounding it was demolished and deconstructed in a circle, revealing its original face.

It is a multi-layered structure with a complex manufacture of cylindrical objects. In the middle, there is a huge towering column, and the upper layer is a sharp cone. Surrounding the huge column, there are eight volumes. The smaller cylinders, the eight cylinders correspond to the Eight Diagrams one by one, and each of them emits light.

Dry sky, Kundi, Thunder, Sunda wind, Kanshui, Lihuo, Kenshan, Duize.

Each hexagram is lit up, shining with its own color and weather, so these elements violently ignite the eight arrow-shaped cylinders. Inside the cylinder, the tumbling is gray-white time liquid. .

He deceived Su Yanshu. He has collected more than a hundred years for so many years? What he gave to the rejuvenation was only the tip of the iceberg.

"It's not that I don't love you." But he still said to Chong Sui.

It's a pity that this barn can only accommodate him alone.

He apologized to Su Yanshu, and then sent her outside. Su Yanshu kept struggling, but to no avail, she fell in the snow, twisted her body as hard as she could, but couldn't get up, she Raising her head, her hair mixed with Can Xue clinging to her cheeks messily, and then she saw a truly unforgettable scene.

The roar resounded throughout the ancient battlefield.

On the ground, those thousand years of unmelting snow were instantly drained and dried. That huge, like an arrow magnified countless times, seemed to loosen the string and pulled up from the ground amidst the roar. , Slowly rising.

The huge arrow continued to accelerate under the impetus of the burning time, and the power of the entire world gathered, trying to hold it up and send it to the sky.

It kept flying, with diamond-like flames jetting out of the eight cylinders, and the time liquid in it was consumed rapidly, supporting it to fly towards the endless high altitude.

After rising to a high altitude, the eight cylinders no longer sprayed crystalline flames, and the time liquid in them had burned out, and they began to separate the main body and fell downward.

The main body soared at a faster speed, after which the flames continued.

This is the most enjoyable time of Ye Chu's life.

This huge building cost him hundreds of years, but the stupid woman Si Ming thought it was just a tool for fortune-telling, numerology is just its disguise, and its body is his 700 He has studied the extremes over the years, and he has calculated all the details without knowing it many times, just for today.

And this spectacular scene has been seen by people from Duanjiecheng and the tribe.

The sinner has seen it too.

Siming, who was tied to the cross, opened his eyes and looked at the shadow that dragged the extremely long flame away, his chest rising and falling, and there was a strong shame and unwillingness in his heart. Perhaps the light was too dazzling. She has the urge to cry. She knew that her divinity was gradually being swallowed up...

Ning Changjiu also saw the flame. He had never thought of this scene, so he sincerely felt that Ye Shi was a real genius, and he felt admiration in his heart.

In this world, everyone's realm has been suppressed under the purple court. Of course, relying on human resources, it is impossible to go to the sky.

But when the manpower is exhausted, you can still borrow external power.

This is the endeavor for hundreds of years, and it is also the pinnacle of artifacts in this world.

At the last juncture, everything will disintegrate, and he will break through the barrier with the physique cultivated by the Shura Shenlu, and return to the kingdom of God, even if he loses his shape afterwards.

It kept flying, flying faster and faster, rushing into the chaotic sky.

Unfortunately, there is no official historian here, and it cannot be recorded in the annals of history.

It is a pity that there is still a guilty lord here.

If the sinner is not there, no one will be able to stop this magnificent wave today.

The Lord of Sin does not allow anyone to leave his control.

He moved too.

He walked from the snowy field, suddenly thousands of miles away, and between countless flashes, he was stuck at the limit of this world's manpower law and forced towards the extremely long tail flame.

I'm not afraid of anything except night.

He looked at the chaotic sky, looked at the figure chasing behind him, and suddenly burst into tears. This was the most hearty moment of his life. After that, even if he was torn to pieces, even if everything was gone, he would never regret.

The figure of the black robe of the sinner kept coming, and he also exhausted all the power he could show in this world.

That robe was like burning black flames, and the raging flames burst out loudly in the huge wind. He also had this feeling that he hadn’t had in many years, because he found that he was going to the sky for that. Yes, the burning giant arrow actually gave birth to a trace of respect.

The respect of the gods is all warfare.

The law of judgment wraps him up and keeps approaching Ye Chu.

Ye Chu didn’t have a smile anymore, he started laughing wildly. This was the first time in his life he had fought head-on with the Lord of the Kingdom of God. Whether he succeeded or failed he was worthy of pride, but he wanted to emulate the man who had been more than 700 years , The person who decapitated the head directly!

The Lord of Sin stopped in front of him, like a thick dark night.

They glanced at each other.

Ye Chu ran into the sinner with a burning arrow.

Or he himself is the burning arrow.

After a moment of silence, a wave of flames exploded in the sky and spread at high speed. All the clouds were burned to red, like a gorgeous red lotus. This scene is like an ancient **** In the "Twilight Day" in the prophecy, the sky full of splendid flames is like a hole in the door of hell.

Boom! ! !

After the red lotus was in full bloom, the sound of the impact on the curtain that day was transmitted remotely.

This is also the first time in the past seven hundred years that someone has used his own power to contend against a true and supreme god.

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