Beyond the Divine States Chapter 207: : Killing God

Canyons, wastelands, swamps, poisonous fog, deserts, glaciers...

In the dark night, outside the city of Duanjie, the chasing gongs and drums never stop.

Ning Changjiu pinched the concealment technique, and the figure of escape was as thin as rain.

If you change to anyone else, you will not be able to find him in the boundless world.

But it was not a single person who was chasing him, but the whole night behind him.

This dark night is like a blood crow with pitch-black wings, sniffing the fugitives, chasing it all over the sky, not letting go of any inch of land.

In the vicinity of the ice field, the light of lightning tore through the night and hit the surface of the ice as thick as the earth.

Ning Changjiu's rain-thin figure was illuminated by thunder.

The sinner found him.

The sound of thunder is endless, like woven black feathers falling from the sky, and pieces of flying knives are like rotating blades, blasting towards Ning Changjiu's location.

Ning Changjiu's figure walks through the snow like a snake, and between the left and right moves slightly, a few black feathers flashed down from his side, and further behind, the previous lightning has touched the ice surface, and the air of lightning is chiseled. Entering the ice layer, it exploded and lit up the golden glow. At the same time, the ice surface was overwhelmed and shook like an earthquake. The torn cracks were filled with electric light, and it traveled fast along the ice surface like an infinitely extending sword. Keep approaching where Ning Changjiu is.

The snow water evaporates in a large amount, the sound of ice cracking pierces the ears, and the figure of Ning Changjiu's sword walking through is small and embarrassed.

When the cracks filled with thunder and lightning approached Ning Changjiu, his figure was finally inevitable. Ning Changjiu was forced to turn around. The sword intent already accumulated in his body was like a fiery beast with blood full of fangs. Mouth, rushed to the electric light.

Sword Fire hit the thunder and lightning.

The flame was torn apart by the thunder and lightning storm, and Ning Changjiu's figure holding the sword was instantly illuminated.

Although the fire of the sword was extinguished, the tip of the sword still pierced out with the white sword energy.

The sword energy touches the meaning of judgment, swallowing each other. Where the blade of the black sword cuts, the figure of the guilty king is exactly outlined.

The white sword light also illuminates the shadow of the sinner.

He stands in the snow, like a statue splashed by silver water, solemn and mysterious, and all the fighting around him has nothing to do with him.

In an uproar, the guilty king's wide sleeves were like the darkness of night.

The sword qi aroused by Ning Changjiu was like sea water separated by a reef in front of the sinner.

Several bright lights lit up from time to time, shining brightly on the snowy field, and the flat snow that hadn't changed for ten thousand years began to melt and sizzle in a large area.

The collision between the sword and the black sleeve was very short, but in a short while, a hand protruded from the sleeve of the sinner.

It's not so much a hand, it's better to say that it is five slender hooks with a small curvature.

The tip of the claw clasped the black sword,

Ning Changjiu wanted to draw a sword, but it seemed that the opponent had become one with the sword, and he couldn't draw it at all.

Ning Changji didn't take much effort, and since he couldn't pull it out, he stab forward.

The sword light shines again, and Ning Changjiu is holding the hilt in his left hand, and pressing the bottom of the sheath with the palm of his right hand, he slams forward.

The Shura God video is a rotating turbine that stimulates the power accumulated in the body. On his skin, a pale red light shines, and these lights turn into strands of flowing lines, rushing towards the sword.

And on the side of his white clothes, there were also small flowers of fireworks exploding.

That was the backlash caused when the power broke through the limits of heaven and earth.

In the time when Ning Changjiu was in stalemate with the Sin King, the electric light in the cracks on the ice surface had been distorted. When it was near Ning Changjiu's side, it suddenly jumped up like a road, and finally came to the prey. Electric python.

It rushed towards Ning Changjiu.

It's lightning, and Ning Changjiu's hands are as fast as lightning.

Ning Changjiu directly reached out and caught the thunder and lightning.

His hand was instantly blackened by lightning.

The guilty lord who was holding the tip of the black sword slammed his hand.

Ning Changjiu held the black sword and flew upside down. The thunder and lightning broke free from the shackles of his hands, hit his chest, bit his white clothes, and slid fast against him on the snow.

At the same time, the figure of the guilty monarch disappeared in place. Then, in front of Ning Changjiu, the dark robe suddenly appeared.

There is a tearing pain in the lower abdomen.

Xinjun punched his abdomen with a punch, Ning Changjiu's body of Shura was shaken, but he took a breath, even if his body was beaten out again by this punch, his body was still burning like hell. fire.

After the sinner flew Ning Changjiu's hammer out, he took the spear-like thunder and lightning with a left hand.

The thunderbolt is held in the hand, it is no longer a sword, but a sharp spear.

"Extinction." The sinner groaned in a low voice, and then threw the spear.

Ning Changjiu didn't have time to adjust his figure in the future. When the shot arrived, he had to run his sword forward and hit the tip of the gun.

Ning Changjiu's feet were deeply sunken in the snow, like two nails for gripping the ground. However, the spear forcibly pried the nail up, and with the force of judgment, it kept pressing toward Ning Changjiu's heart.

Ning Changjiu is already unable to hold the sword at this moment, he directly presses the sword body as a protective mirror against his chest. The high-speed rotating thunder gun rubbed against the black sword, and flowing electric sparks splashed out in front of him.

This black sword is worthy of being an artifact held by the priests of the Kingdom of God in the past. Under such battles, the surface of this black sword is still as smooth as a mirror, leaving no trace of scratches.

Ning Changjiu felt more relieved.

This shows that the limit of the power of this world is not enough to destroy this sword.

But even with the sword of peerlessness, he is still not the opponent of Sin King.

The high-speed rotating thunder and lightning spear pressed against his chest, and the force coming through his body almost rips his heart apart, while his body is like a boat in a violent storm, caught by the wind and waves in the torrent. Push back.

If this continues, sooner or later, his heart will be overwhelmed, bursting with blood.

Suddenly, the deep roar of the Snowy Giant Beast came from behind.

The light and earthquake caused the riots of these wild beasts. They ran wildly on the snowy field, galloping, and disturbing the already dark night even more chaos.

Behind Ning Changjiu, a group of snow elephants ran over following the light.

The ground is shaking and restless.

Ning Changjiu's backward silhouette directly ran into a snow elephant.

The snowy hill-like body was directly knocked down, but his pliable skin gave Ning Changjiu a good cushion. He had nothing to rely on and could only be passively pushed by a thunder gun. He finally found him at this moment. The opportunity to adjust body shape.

He let out a low growl, turned sideways, stepped on the snow elephant's about to collapse body, and leaped into the sky.

The thunder and lightning spear rubbed his body and shot into the darkness behind him.

In a blink of an eye, the Thunder Gun went and returned.

Ning Changjiu showed the true secret of Shuiyue in the mirror in a moment of gasping.

His figure and the shadow of the thunder and lightning were briefly reversed.

The thunder gun went empty.

The figure of the sinner reappeared. As soon as he grasped the handle of the gun, his movement did not stop at the slightest, the figure jumped up and slashed towards where Ning Changjiu was.

Ning Changjiu has just pulled back from the edge of death, his limbs are numb, and he has no power to face the enemy head-on.

"Why did you kill me?" Ning Changjiu roared: "The blasphemer died? Why must the blasphemer die? In this world, murderers die, arsonists die, traitors die... Only blasphemers are not guilty. To death!"

Xinjun brandished his spear and smashed it at Ning Changjiu, with a majestic voice: "Why not die?"

Ning Changjiu said very quickly: "Everyone knows that killing pays for your life. Only murder or the possibility of killing can pay for your life. You are the god, no one can kill you. You have never been killed from beginning to end. Risk. People can squeeze to death an ant that climbs up to death at will, but it must not be guilty of death according to the rules!"

"You are not a human being, you are a **** who respects the way of heaven, why should you kill me by law?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The sinner said calmly: "According to the source of the great road, you are indeed correct. But you are wrong."

Ning Changjiu's figure holding a black sword was knocked out again, the body of Shura collapsed and condensed, and a scarlet golden flame was burning in his pupils.

"Where did I go wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked sharply.

Sinner said: "What I followed is illegal, and what I judge is only sin. Even if you are innocent, you must be responsible for your past."

"My past?" Ning Changjiu asked back.

The figure of the sinner approached, his spear waved airtightly, "More than two thousand years ago, you should have been destroyed by heaven."

Ning Changjiu's figure was extinguished in the intertwined electric lights. He asked: "More than two thousand years ago? What crime did I commit then?"

The sinner hit his heart again with a shot, saying: "He who draws his sword to the sky, the sky will condemn it."

When Ning Changjiu's figure flew out again, he struck a sword and the golden crow flew out to pester the endless spear.

The Golden Crow has natural restraint against all the darkness in the world, but its own combat effectiveness is not considered strong.

Soon, the Golden Crow was picked off by the tip of the gun and flew back into Ning Changjiu's body. Ning Changjiu's figure fell onto the snow, and after a few laps, he could not stop his figure. Yu Xuedi got up and raised her face. Under the electric light, there were several fine red marks on her delicate face.

Ning Changjiu was forced by the spear to barely breathe.

Every time the gun shadow swung into a circle, dozens of miles of snow evaporated all at once.

Ning Changjiu felt that his body was about to split, and the hot sea of ​​gas was filled with smoke, announcing the exhaustion of spiritual power. His heart also jumped steadily, and the temples at both ends and the meridians were clearly violent. Almost all his actions rely on fighting instinct.

During this battle, many corpses were added to the snowy field, and those corpses were all wild beasts on the ice field.

They were scorched by thunder and lightning, and the enticing smell of meat floated in an unharmonious manner. After Ning's nose moved for a long time, he felt hungry and his body became more exhausted.

The snowy field will end.

The sleeve on the right side of Sin Jun kept floating, gradually returning to its integrity.

This chase is about to come to an end.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

The sinner raised the thunder spear in his hand, and wisps of lightning gathered at the tip of the spear.

The sinner raised his spear, drew an arc in the air, and chopped it down.

Ning Changjiu leaped, his black sword held high. The pitch-black sword body was like an inducer to attract thunder and electricity. The countless ray of electricity was absorbed on the body of the sword. Ning Changjiu reproduced the actions of the sinner and smashed back all the thunder and lightning on the black sword.

The thunder and lightning returned to the gun body.

Ning Changjiu fell to the ground and fled back swiftly.

But the battle in the snowy field consumed too much of his power. At this moment, he wanted to escape, and he was already a little heroic.

At the end of the snowy field, there is that huge gorge that is tumbling with the fog of gray and white time, and the only stone road spans it like a single-plank bridge.

At the junction of this snowy field and the rift valley, Ning Changjiu and the sinner began their final confrontation.

In Ning Changjiu's original plan, if forced to do so, he would jump directly into the canyon with dead branches protecting him, and he could guarantee that he would not be corroded.

But he still underestimated the sinner.

The power of the sinner is constantly recovering, even if it is not as full, but it is still not something he can contend.

The spear fell.

Ning Changjiu blocked with the sword, but the moment the gun fell, it turned into a soft whip in mid-air. Ning Changjiu was wary and immediately changed his move. When the change was halfway, the whip changed again. Made a knife.

The guilty lord chops down with a knife.

The huge impact not only shook Ning's mouth for a long time, but also made him feel the pain that his bones would be broken apart.

This is almost overwhelming power.

The electric light sword is intertwined, the black feathers are like swords, and the bright lights are extinguished several times, and Ning Changjiu's figure is forced to go backwards.

As Ning Changjiu was about to jump down near the edge of the cliff, a knife that was too fast for him to imagine cut into his arms.

He dodges sideways with his fastest speed.

But he still didn't avoid it.

Ning Changjiu watched the knife cut through his tyrannical body, and cut off the right arm holding the sword shoulder-to-shoulder.

Not only him, but the sword spirits in him feel desperate.

In the previous suffocating pursuit, Ning Changjiu wanted to use that sword to fight to the death.

Now that his right arm is beheaded, how can he have the slightest chance of winning?

But his right arm holding the sword did not land.

Abnormal changes occur suddenly.

The hand that should have fallen to the ground miraculously flew back and reconnected to his right shoulder, without even seeing the slightest injury.

Go back in time.

Behind the sinner, Si Ming was wrapped in an ink cloak, standing full of jade.

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The appearance of Si Ming is a variable in this battle.

The guilty lord trapped her on the cross frame for six days, and Si Ming was unable to get out, indicating that she did not have the ability to break the prison.

But now the woman got out of trouble and came to her.

The Lord of Sin quickly calculated the answer.

There is another person who broke the prison, not the life, but the mortal girl in the red dress.

Many years ago, those arrogant and domineering ancient gods understood the power of the world. At that time, mortal swords cut off the heads of many ancient gods. After that, the gods and gods were separated, and the remaining ancient gods or exile Living in seclusion on the earth, or gaining more powerful power, in short, there is little real intersection with people.

So the ancient gods would also habitually ignore the power of most mortals.

Xinjun looked at Si Ming quietly.

She has all healed from her injuries, and she has a cold smile on her beautiful face.

Si Ming did not go to see the sinner the first time, but looked at Ning Changjiu, she smiled and said: "So embarrassed?"

Ning Changjiu certainly didn't have time to speak with her quickly.

He then stabilized his breath again during these hours, and once again used the power of Shura that had been cut off.

Sin Jundao: "Are you here to save him?"

Si Ming smiled and said: "I'm here to kill him."

There seemed to be a sneer in the black robe of the sinner, "It is said that you and the authority of Ye Chu can burst out with the power of slashing the sky and the earth."

Si Ming nodded: "My Lord Sin, do you want to try it too?"

"Yeah." The sinner nodded and said: "But I want to try it myself."

The squally wind mingled with flakes of lightning.

Si Ming’s black robe danced backwards, his hood was blown off by the gale, his silver hair was flying, and the face hidden under the hood was revealed. On his delicate face, the delicate features were glowing with faint moonlight.

She looked at Ning Changjiu and said sharply: "What are you waiting for?"

Ning Changjiu understood, holding a black sword and cutting towards the back of the sinner.

The thunder knife turned into an electric bird, and the breath of thunder and lightning was like the high-pitched sound of an electric bird.

Siming also moved, and the power of time enveloped her, making her movements almost doubled, and the flashing of her figure occurred almost instantaneously.

The black sword made a buzzing sound when it encountered its master, and the message from Si Ming was hidden in that buzzing sound.

Ning Changjiu understood, he stabbed the sinner with a sword.

The guilty king can't avoid it, because this sword is vain.

In the flash of electric fire, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming attacked the guilty lord in horns, flashing in staggered form.

The thunder gun waved.

"Tian Xing!" The sinner locked Ning Changjiu's figure and snorted.

Siming also mobilized authority to go back in time and cancel the trial of the guilty prince.

This is her night. Under the blessing of the sundial, she in the night is more than twice as powerful as in the day. Now in the same situation, she can even compare with the sinful king in authority.

But even if the power of the two can cancel each other, Si Ming can never be the opponent of the sinner.

But now there is still Ning Changjiu.

When the two figures crossed by, Ning Changjiu had already handed the Black Sword back to Si Ming.

This black sword exerted a completely different power in Si Ming's hands.

Si Ming cut across with a sword.

The sword looked extremely slow, like an old bull pulling a cart, struggling to walk.

But the dangerous urgency is like an arrow from the string, and the sound of tearing the air shakes people's hearts.

The contradiction between fast and slow is truly reflected in this sword.

If an ordinary person faces this sword, his mind will definitely be deterred, and then he will be cut in two directly by the speed in the illusion of this time.

But Si Ming couldn't deceive the sinner.

At the moment when her sword was cut out, the guilty king's palm turned into a blade of thunder, which also cut to the life.

The Thunder Blade traveled through the layers of time domain, and accurately hit the most vulnerable part of the Black Sword Sword Qi.

The cage of time dissolves at the same time.

But the guilty king did not pursue the victory.

At the moment of the sword-blade confrontation, Ning Changjiu also leaped forward, blending Shura's eighty-one strokes, condensed on the tip of his fist, and shook towards the back of the sinner.

The realms of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming are both the pinnacle of this world, and their authority is the armor and sword on their bodies.

Under the same realm, the guilty king is equivalent to wearing a heavy armor that is as strong as golden soup, holding a unique sword in the world, while Si Ming is equivalent to holding a shield and sword of time, only Ning Changjiu is bare-handed, solitary In one body, if it hadn't been for the Shura Shenlu to help him strengthen his physique, he would have died under the trial of the sinner at this moment.

But now two people at the pinnacles of the realm encircle and suppress the Sin Lord. Although the Sin Lord has a profound armor, he can only guarantee his undefeated. It is also extremely difficult to kill both sides at the same time.

Ning Changjiu hit the sinner's back, but his bones hurt.

Siming's shocking sword was also forcibly forced back.

The spear of thunder and lightning danced into a circle.

Si Ming and Ning Changjiu backed away together.

Their eyes met in the air, and they understood each other's thoughts at the same time.

Ning Changjiu made a decisive decision and fell directly under the abyss.

The Lord of Sin did not pursue it. After all, it is difficult for him to completely prevent the erosion of time force in his current realm.

Ning Changjiu jumped into the endless valley.

The guilty king turned his target to the commander's life.

The spear of violent thunder fell, and the laws of judgment turned into electric birds one after another, chasing after them. These laws will only stop by killing those who are being judged.

The power of time envelops the life, her figure flickers on the side of the rift valley, trying to delay time.

At one point, she suddenly stretched out her hand.

In the rift valley behind the sinner, the power of time began to surge wildly.

Ning, who jumped into it, didn't sink for a long time. He was supported by the commander's authority. After the dead branches around his waist had absorbed the power of the law, he leaped up from the deep gorge.

The dead branches cannot infuse spiritual power, but can infuse time.

Ning Changjiu held the dead branch in his hand and cut it down at the sinful lord.

Sinjun drew a perfect circle in front of him.

But in endless time, no perfection lasts.

The dead branches are glowing with radiant moonlight, and when they are cut down, they are like waterfalls hanging down into the sky.

The circle seems to have gone through a long time, began to twist and deform, and gradually turned into sand grains.

The power of the sinner is broken.

He knew that it was not the law of time that really broke his authority, but the dead branches.

He stared at the dead branch, seeming to see some great secret from it.

"This is your sword?" The Lord of Sin asked suddenly.

Ning Changlong remembered what the Master had said, and said decisively: "Yes."

This is also the sword that Master used to cut himself back then.

Sin Jundao: "This thing is not owned by the world, where did you come from?"

Ning Changjiu certainly wouldn't tell the truth.

He used his escape method to approach Siming, using the power of time on the dead branches to dissolve the pursuit of the trial for Siming.

But the law of infusion of dead branches is also limited, and it can't stand up to several times. After using up, the sinner will never give him a chance to fill it again.

The fierce fighting unfolded again.

The figures of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming are intertwined in the air, and electric light illuminates their faces and bodies from time to time.

Siming knew that ordinary attacks could hardly leave any wounds on the sinner.

So she simply attacked but not defended, and tried to leave some scars on the sinner with a violent posture of injuring the enemy one thousand and self-inflicting three thousand.

Ning Changjiu used the power of dead branches to help Si Ming eliminate the entangled trials. When the trial fell to Ning Changjiu, Si Ming went back in time and cancelled the trial of the guilty king.

Such battles continue.

Siming’s eyebrows ooze blood again, and a lot of thin lines are cut out on the wrists under the sleeves of the robe. In the most dangerous one, the sinner’s thunder spear broke through her defenses and pierced directly. Her black robe, the overflowing blood, soaked the dark robe deeper.

On the cliffs, after the battle, the broken rocks are like cracks, rolling into the cliff.

And the recovery of Sin Jun's Right Robe has obviously also stalled. In this battle, he also suffered undetectable injuries.

Thousands of years ago, before the Sin Lord became the Lord of God, there were many real battles of life and death.

But now he is the Lord of God.

After dozens of moves, he still failed to defeat these two difficult flies.

It made him a little angry.

The Lord of Sin suddenly stopped and stood in the air. He slowly raised his thunder gun, and lightning flashed across the sky.

The breath of destruction rose in the air.

Ning Changjiu involuntarily remembered the aphorism in the imperial city of Zhao State, "Punish heaven and law, sacrifice to the city and country."

Though the fear of destroying the world and destroying the earth is not concretized into a grand scene, but the whole night seems to be protruding countless knives, all aimed at the people on the edge of the cliff.

They knew that the sinner was about to use the power of real terror.

This is not something they can resist.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming knew everything in their hearts, and their figures instantly approached.

"Let's go." Si Ming said with his wounds, bracing himself.

She built a stagnant time wall in front of her to buy time for Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu grabbed her wrist and drew a flying array in reverse, and escaped the cliff that was about to collapse completely before the breath of destruction really came.

The next moment, they were far away from the tribe.

It was a wilderness full of rocks.

In the wilderness, there are a few small houses, and those houses are already empty. Those are the traces left by the people of the tribe when they migrated from far away.

They avoided the sinner for the time being, but they couldn't stay away for long.

Ning Changjiu pulled Si Ming into a dilapidated room.

"Water!" Si Ming's repressive injury broke out.

Of course she didn't want real water.

Ning Changjiu handed her the dead branches.

Si Ming leaned against the wall, took the dead branches, pulled up the messy silver hair that fell down, his side tilted slightly, his lips pressed together, sucking the power in it.

Ning Changjiu said: "I will heal you first."

Si Ming was immersed in the thick liquid of time, and just nodded to Ning Changjiu's words.

After she recovers from her injury, she can use her authority to recover from her injury for a long time and quickly.

Si Ming's black robe was soaked in blood, and Ning Changjiu couldn't see the wound clearly. He thought that the other party was wearing a white dress inside, so that he should see more clearly.

Thinking about this, he put his hand on her front and unbuttoned her black outer garment.

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(Thanks to the guardian of the rudder master who fainted and rewarded! Thanks to the heroes of the dark-born Raast for rewarding! I sincerely thank the two great support and love for this book! What!)