Beyond the Divine States Chapter 201: : After the battle of Gods

The big explosion spread at high speed with a huge circular flame wave. The turbid colors in the sky were all ignited. Looking at it, it was full of red like apocalypse. The huge sound and the violent air wave also carried The momentum of overturning the world, like a torrent of monsters coming out of the gate, the wall stood up and whizzed down.

Even if they are far apart, the huge roar is still mixed with heat waves. Whether it is from Broken Realm City or the people of the tribe, the scorching and rolling temperature can be felt on their cheeks, and they are scattered for a short time. While walking, those noisy sounds are like the constant crackling noises in the burning firewood.

For thousands of years, the sky here was only muddy white and sticky black. Today it is the third color in the sky.

The golden cross in the sky above Duanjiecheng was also stained red, and Si Ming was nailed to it. His white dress was like blood, and his silver hair was like blood, like camellia about to wither at dusk.

At one end of the cross, the black crow croaked towards the sky, and the air waves separated in front of it and flowed behind, while the black snake at the bottom of the cross tightened its body around the pillar. He kept spitting out the letter, his pupils were red, and the black scales kept reflecting red light as the body wriggled.

The waves that came with the loud noise overturned many houses, shattered tiles and wooden pillars broke and fluttered all over the sky. Many people lacked the cover of the wall, and were immediately lifted up, flying and falling like airbags, blood The spray continued, and many people were also crushed under the collapsed house, stretched out their arms with difficulty, and then stomped blood dripping on their feet by the panicked crowd.

Siming overlooked the chaos in the city, but calmed down a lot. The violent gale also looked like a giant hand, firmly pressing her on the torture frame, and the white skirt flying backwards and her skin tightly pressed. The post is compact to the extreme, and the exquisite curve outlined is almost perfect.

It's just that no one has time to pay attention to her anymore.

She closed her eyes, her red lips pursed without the slightest warmth.

"Ye Chuan, your thoughts are always unpredictable." She muttered to herself, recalling the gentleman and gentleman, but the master Tianjun, when she was a young girl. Tianjun had taken her out of that sundial, and let her see the law of time for the first time.

At that time, she asked Ye Chu, is there any wish for you to be as strong as you?

Ye Chu smiled and said at the time that he wanted to see someone, someone who could really get out of the light of fate, and he also said that he hoped that Lord God was that person.

Unfortunately, they all know about the following things. The existence of Lord God is not the one who can escape fate.

She struggled with her hands for a while, but failed to break away the nails of judgment on her wrists. Her heart-wrenching pain was conveyed from her wrists to her body, her lips pressed tighter, and she finally gave up, The crow stared at her coldly, looking like a warning.

She hopes that Ye Chu can leave, so that he will never see his humiliation, and she also hopes that Ye Chu can come back, even if he hates himself again, he will not let himself endure such humiliation...

She knows that this is the annihilation of her divinity, and the fragile emotion brought by her human nature.

For some reason, the figure of the boy in white suddenly flashed in her mind...that **** boy.

She originally wanted to cut him a thousand times, but now she just doesn't want him to see herself like this.

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In the tribe outside the snowfield, many people also rushed out of the street. They looked up and watched the explosion in the sky from a point to the surface, and the fiery flames pushed the white light curtain. , Spread thousands of tens of thousands of miles in a flash.

"What is that?"

"The **** must be angry, the sky is falling..."

"Our master once said that if we can't find a way out, we will eventually wait for us..."

"Escape! Run away!"

Human voices merged together, the roar was like a wave, with the roughness unique to the accent of a stockade, and at this moment, in the distant sky, the huge impact force arrived here without penetrating everything, and waited until the power came. At that time, in this stockade was the horrible state of ruined houses and corpses all over the field.

"Look...what's that?"

"It seems to be Lord God King!"

"My Lord God King..."

What they were referring to was an abrupt, white spot in a red sky, like a white gull hovering in the air.

Ning Changjiu was facing the flames spreading across the sky.

Before the huge air wave descended, he did not hesitate, and directly drew his sword and slashed towards the sky.

Since the completion of the Shura Shenlu cultivation, this is his first real sword. He has no clear authority on his back. All he can rely on is Taoism and the sword in his hand.

The boy's white clothes are like wings spread out in the sky. The wings are a bit small, but they seem to protect the entire tribe under his body.

The sword has long been out of its sheath, raised high, the sword's front is facing his eyebrows, the strength of both arms is poured in, and it is cut forward along the entire person's central axis. The sword's front reflects the sky light like a fire. At this moment, the spirit power poured in, and it was a scorching iron sword, raging with the sword intent to burn everything.

For a short period of time, the force that was as heavy as a mountain slammed into the sword's edge.

Ning Changjiu snorted, the meridians and muscles on his arm holding the sword burst, and those blood vessels seemed to be beating, and his hands holding the sword were burned red by the heat transmitted.

"Boss..." Shao Xiaoli ran out of the house and looked at the figure in the sky. She was a little lost for a while. She subconsciously drew out the sword, but at this moment, her realm was still insufficient, and she couldn't even touch where he was. height.

She quickly turned around and looked at the yard, and in the corner she saw Xueyu Jun holding trembling wings, and shouted: "Red-headed chicken! Fly, take me up!"

Xueyu Jun would rather die and say: "This day is going to collapse, little girl hurry up and hide, anyway, there is a tall man against it, if he can't stand it, no one of us can stand it. Let’s wait for death together..."

Shao Xiaoli was so angry that her cheeks were hot. She looked at it with hatred for iron and steel, and said angrily: "The meat I fed you this month has been fed to the bastard!"

Mr. Xueyu didn't think she was scolding herself either, it covered its head with its wings, like a **** who got into its shell.

Shao Xiaoli kept stomping his feet with anger, wishing to kill the red-headed chicken directly and throw it into the pot. She turned her head and moved towards the sky, and the dazzling light shot over. Her eyes went dark, and she immediately blocked her eyes with her sleeves, and her head turned a little away. The pain in her pupils was still tingling, she moved from between her arms. Squeezing out his eyes, clutching his beating heart, enduring pain, he must also take a look at the safety of the boss.

Ning Changjiu hung in the sky above the stockade, stepping on a branch under his feet. When the impact came, the branch was crushed into powder, but Ning Changjiu's body was unscathed. In his body, that The golden lotus with countless petals bloomed with splendor, his spiritual power poured into the sword, igniting the sword fire of the big canopy, and then he dragged his whole body to press on it, and the blade of the sword seemed to be holding a mountain and pushed upwards. .

The strength broke through, and Ning Changjiu gave a clear whistle, and the Shura Shenlu instantly urged it to the extreme. The power mixed with the heat flowed against his sword and was forced back.

Ning Changjiu's white clothes vibrated wildly, his mind couldn't help but the second senior brother's sword splitting the spirit swallower appeared in his mind. At that time, everything was swallowing the sky like a **** sunset. The pure light of the sword split open. Everything, and then the sun fell smoothly under the valley.

He imitated the knife, but only three points. His body kept rising, I don't know whether it was a person holding a sword or a sword carrying a person.

The sword cuts towards the sky.

The meaning of destruction is outrageously divided.

There is silence in the tribe.

The disaster of extinction did not really come. The wave of destruction was split in the sky, and then spread to both sides, only destroying half of the wall surrounding the stockade.

Ning Changjiu's figure floated down and landed on the roof of a watchtower. He was panting, his eyes were slightly dark, his eyes were looking at the upper part of the front, and he estimated the time of wave after wave in his heart. After he cut three times in a row, the sky finally calmed down.

Shao Xiaoli ran from a distance holding the water bottle.

Shao Xiaoli leaped up to the watchtower, and several of them were on the roof. She looked at Ning Changjiu, who was squatting downstairs, and couldn't help but reached out and touched his cheek: "Boss, you are so hot."

Ning Changjiu let out a sigh of heat, took the kettle next to him, drank it, and smiled: "I have lived for nothing for so long, I can't just watch them die from natural disasters and man-made disasters."

Shao Xiaoli looked at him and said seriously: "You are the true king of gods, I don't deserve to be called a **** queen, and the red-headed chicken is even less worthy of being a **** of light."

While speaking, Mr. Xueyu also stumbled and flew over from a distance, while shouting: "Uncle Ning is okay, the Lord is late for help today, don't blame it, Uncle."

Shao Xiaoli was so angry that her face was about to swell into a bun, she kicked the flying King Xueyu to the ground, and then she helped Ning Changjiu, and said gently: "How is the boss, how is it? "

Ning Changjiu softly said that it was okay. The Shura Shenlu made his physical strength no longer what it used to be. He didn't even leave any scars on his body, only the spiritual power in the sea of ​​Qi evaporated in a large amount. It made him unable to take on the blood for a short time, and he looked a little weak.

"Get out of the way!" Ning Changjiu suddenly pushed Shao Xiaoli away, then drew his sword and stabbed it forward. The blade pointed to a black feather.

That is the feather falling from the pale red sky.

Ning Changjiu’s sword hit the black feather, but failed to shake it. After the two hit each other, Ning Changjiu’s figure fell from the high watchtower. He plunged the sword into the ground and stopped. He stayed in the back of his own figure, and the black feather followed like a shadow, like a bird that ate the bones, pressing on.

Shao Xiaoli's figure swayed after being pushed, and she fell to the roof. When she recovered, she found that the boss had been fighting with the feather.

The two figures crossed in the alley, Ning Changjiu looked like a goat chased by a fly and hit without a head, always keeping a distance from the black feather.

"It doesn't seem to want to attack you." As you chased me, the spirit of the sword script suddenly said.

Ning Changjiu was also aware of this. He swept back and placed the sword horizontally in front of him. He set up a protective sword field, while the black feather stopped four or five feet in front of him. When it came down, it moved along with Ning Chang's forward or backward footsteps, always keeping a distance.

"It seems to just want to watch you." The Spirit of the Sword Sutra guessed.

Ning Changlong remembered the thick black shadow at the end of the sky before the explosion, and also guessed: "This is the feather of the sinner..."

The spirit of the sword scripture was surprised: "How is it possible? Why did the sinner come here?"

"No one has jurisdiction over this place, and has its own laws. In the eyes of the Lord of the Kingdom of God, it is a place outside the law. It is not unexpected that the sinner will come, but I did not expect it to be such a coincidence." Ning Changjiu stared at it. That piece of black feather, never let go of guard.

The spirit of the sword script asked again, "Why didn't it do it to you?"

Ning Changjiu had a guess in his mind: "Perhaps it is because I have no sin to kill."

The spirit of the sword script immediately thought of what happened in that month, and then said with fear: "Could it be the arrangement of the sinner?"

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly: "Even, we might have seen him."

To face the Lord of the Kingdom of God, this is unimaginable even for the ascetics among the five realms. The spiritual heart of the sword scriptures grows cold.

Ning Changjiu stared at the piece of black feather, moving his steps vigilantly, and black feather also refused to let go.

Shao Xiaoli ran over holding the sword. She also noticed the hovering feather, and said in surprise: "What is this?"

Ning Changjiu now consumes a lot of spiritual power, and he has no choice but to use it. He reluctantly said: "Just treat it as a decorative pendant."

Shao Xiaoli was even more nervous when she heard the words. She looked at the black feather, like a big enemy, as if her status in the rivers and lakes had been hit by an unprecedented impact.

Ning Changjiu confronted the Black Feather for a long time, and both sides were unmoved and I didn't move.

Ning Changjiu pretended to faint on the ground, and Hei Yu only approached a certain distance, like a difficult, difficult to shake law.

"Why did the sinner cast a black feather to watch me at this juncture?" Ning Changjiu opened his eyes, puzzled.

The spirit of the sword scripture said: "Perhaps it is because of the secret hidden in your body."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Is it possible that he is also afraid?"

The Spirit of the Sword Classic sneered and said: "You have a thick skin."

Ning Changjiu no longer paid attention to the black feather, only a ray of divine consciousness always locked its movement.

They returned to the house together. Outside the door were worshippers, shouting the name of the **** king, and the king of blood feathers stood on the threshold and calmed people's hearts with pride, until they saw Shao Xiaoli sharpening his knife and walking violently. Then, I retreated to the back of the scene in an anguish.

Ning Changjiu doesn't like being worshipped.

Whenever there is a big catastrophe in the world, whether it is ordinary people or cultivators, they will come forward. Those are the water that merges into a river. This river can be blocked and changed without changing its course. This is also After the catastrophe five hundred years ago, in a world where all kinds of laws were dying, the human race could open up wasteland, preceded the reason why demons and ghosts prospered again.

Ning Changjiu calmed the crowd and returned to the house wearily. The black feather followed behind him. When he didn't look at it, it was like a shadow of nothingness.

The sky red as the sea gradually loses its color, the catastrophe that destroys everything is like the real past, and the world has returned to the heavy darkness.

Ning Changjiu stayed quietly on the couch, the spirit of the sword scripture was always awake, staring at the movement of the black feather, and Shao Xiaoli was also worried, and was uneasy. Jun squatted on the roof, looking at the sky, observing whether anyone fell from it.

Nothing happened overnight.

When Ning Changjiu opened her eyes, the black feather was still five feet in front of her. Shao Xiaoli seemed to have not slept all night, with a faint smoky makeup around her eyes. She held her cheeks with her hands and her hair was a little messy, like It's a bit unpleasant.

Ning Changjiu patted her on the shoulder and said softly: "Go to bed soon."

Shao Xiaoli said in a low voice, "Who is Lu married to?"

"Huh?" Suddenly hearing the name, Ning Changjiu was also a little surprised: "What's wrong? How do you know?"

Shao Xiaoli said: "You called her name when you were asleep."

Ning Chang did not speak for a long time. After a moment of silence, he asked tentatively: "What about Zhao Xianger?"

Shao Xiaoli said in a bad mood: "Guess."

Ning Chang did not dare to ask any more questions. He put on his clothes and walked out of the house, looking at the sky returning to chaos.

The spirit of the sword scripture puzzled: "Why the battle has ended, but the guilty lord has not shown up yet?"

Ning Changji remembered a passage that Ye Chu had said to him for a long time. The sky at the junction of the two worlds was constructed by the person who killed the headless **** back then. The flow rate is faster than the normal world. There are more than tens of thousands of times, even if it is a moment that happened there, it will take a long time to convert to this world.

Ning Changjiu withdrew his gaze.

After one night's training, his internal injuries have healed. He recalled Shao Xiaoli's words, and their figures once again appeared in his mind. The black dress was faint and the sword clothing was cold.

He wants to see them. When he meets again next time, he doesn't want to hide any more words, at least he doesn't want to leave regrets before the end of fate arrives.

Now he doesn't have the confidence to go out, even if he just lives on.

His original plan was to seize the opportunity to seize power during the battle between Siming and Yeji. He possesses the dead branches to restrain Siming and possesses a body of Shura that exceeds the estimation of Yeji. He also thinks about how to The method and details of rebelling against them in the melee and later absorbing authority, even he thought about what kind of humiliation he would endure Si Ming after he seized authority.

It's just that the appearance of the prince of sin disrupted everything. Then, what means does he use to defeat the supreme God?

He looked at the black feather floating in front of him, and sighed, wondering how far Ye Chu could hurt the sinner with the power of a hundred years.

Next, he found something more difficult to accept. If he wanted to be the enemy of the sinner, then he might have to seek cooperation like Si Ming.

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Boundary City also gradually recovered from the mess.

Almost all civilian houses were destroyed, while the royal palaces were relatively strong, but most of them were destroyed and collapsed, and Shao Xiaoli's house was not spared.

Many many people died in the royal family, and those who were alive gathered to discuss the source of the disaster and the plan for reconstruction.

They all blamed Si Ming for the root of the disaster.

It’s just that the silver-haired woman has a beauty that is a disaster for the country and the people. Although many people are angry, they actually see the appearance of her nailed to the cross, and the delicate and arrogant curve reveals the fragility in their hearts. It was coveted, but there was a fierce serpent entwined and guarded under the cross, announcing that it was the prey of the gods and that no mortal could approach it.

But the woman made the originally prosperous King City look like this. They still wanted to punish her. Someone made a bow and arrow, tied the rotten vegetable leaves on it, and shot it at Si Ming. Si Ming just couldn't escape the trial. , It wasn't that she really lost her power. The rotten vegetable leaves naturally couldn't hit her, but she still felt ashamed. Over the past thousands of years, has she ever endured such a presumptuous gaze from an ordinary man?

And the person who arbitrarily opened the bow and set the arrow was also instantly killed by the black snake and swallowed in his abdomen.

This aroused the anger of the people even more. They firmly believed that this was the demon girl who caused all the disasters, but no one dared to test further, so they gathered many people, daily under the hanging cross He insulted her and even invited the best artist who survived the city to spread out a huge piece of rice paper to record this scene forever. In the art building, there was a dance rehearsal and the content was simple. It is the story of a demon girl who deceived the crowd, was finally punished by the gods, tied to a cross, and died in the fire of karma after being lashed out.

Siming overlooked the city. Her eyelids were drooping, but her head was unwilling to hang down at them. She looked at the gray, light-emitting sky, and still felt pain on her nailed wrist. It stopped, and the black snake at the bottom of the cross looked at the broken city with her.

Siming is waiting for the end of their battle. She already wants to understand that no matter who wins, she will be irrevocable for herself. The sinner wants to devour her own power, and after she loses her authority and realm, she will Reduced to an ordinary person with a beautiful skin, she shuddered just thinking about the subsequent fate when she faced the hatred of the whole city.

And if Ye Chu wins by fluke, after he loses the means of ascension, his last resort is to swallow himself and use the authority that merges fate and time to cut open the door of chaos.

She prefers the latter. The thoughts in the minds of mortals in the past that only made her find ridiculous, now think of them again, but they are like nightmares that will come true all the time. She would rather die with a perfect body than never Unwilling to linger in humiliation and despair.

She remembered a story she had heard in the past. A woman was imprisoned in the most difficult prison to escape. On the first day, she thought that if someone could save herself, she would marry him. On the seventh day, what she thought was that if someone could save herself, she was willing to promise him anything, even to be the most loyal and humble servant. A month later, she fell into true despair, almost madness. What she thought was, if so When someone came to save herself, she killed him...

She can't be sure of her thoughts, but she knows that the ending of the story is usually that no one is rescued, and then the prisoner is taken to the execution ground and killed.

She also counted the days silently in her heart, her face returning to tranquility, as if waiting for the fate to come.

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In the high altitude, the collision ended very quickly.

Ye Chu ran into the guilty prince with a hundred years of savings, and then everything around him began to burn, disintegrate, and fall off rapidly, and finally the empty warehouse that contained himself was also shattered when he collided with the guilty prince. .

At that moment, the impact between them even exceeded the limit that this world can tolerate. The void collapsed in large areas, and flames sprayed onto his body. He was at the center of the explosion, facing the sinner toward the higher sky. Fly away, like a meteor up against the sky.

Sinjun’s black robe was tumbling and burning. He stretched out his hand and held the fireball in front of him. The darkness under his robe did not fluctuate at all, and the flames spewing from the front engulfed him.

Ye Chu pushes the sinner to fly upwards at high speed. Above them, in the depths of the endless chaos, there is a large area of ​​emptiness. It is the barrier between this world and the kingdom of God, and it is also absolute. The law of time.

They rushed into it together, and the shocking sound was swallowed by the void before it could sound.

The moment was supposed to be extremely short, but it was stretched extremely long by the time in the void.

The flame went out, the guilty gentleman stretched out his left hand, a little bit between his fingers, and the remnant of the night eliminator fell down. He still opened his eyes, with an eternal smile on his face. In the blurred vision, the darkness of the guilty gentleman Most of the robe was also burned away, exposing a large and terrifying gap.

He knows that the sinner has also been seriously injured, even if it is just a projection, he still feels very proud.

The Lord of Sin looked at his right half of his body that was burned by the flames, and there was still no fluctuation in his expression. The black liquid poured out of his body, repairing his own projection.

He didn't hunt down Ye Chu's remnant, but looked up, and he saw the enchantment that separated two worlds.

This is of course not a hindrance to the body in the kingdom of the sin king, but at this moment, he drives the law to stretch his finger, but it does not leave any traces.

He is becoming more and more curious about who is behind all this, and what is the ultimate goal of that person?

For many years, he once again faced the unknown.

He knows that he can’t stay here for too long. Every breath delayed here is a day in the outside world, and the moment of thinking that has passed since Yechi hit him here to him has passed seven. interest.

The outside world, seven days have passed.

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