Beyond the Divine States Chapter 250: : Robbery Dragon

The winding Red River surrounds the Southern Wilderness, forming a dead sea inaccessible to outsiders.

The rows of cities and towns are boats moored outside the Dead Sea.

Ning Changjiu and Lu married in the wind and snow, driving the sword across tens of thousands of mountains and rivers. Every few days after driving the sword, after the boats and cars are exhausted, they look for a small town inn to relax for a night.

This world is too vast. Countless continuous peaks, high gorges and deep valleys are natural barriers, enclosing ordinary people between several cities and countries all their lives. At the same time, those purple gardens are also difficult to defend. In the mountains and rivers that the sword crossed, there are so many ruins left, and how many fierce gods who have never been recorded in history lie dormant.

And those towns and villages are scattered among them, like pearls held in huge palms.

"I've been thinking about a question these days." Lu Jiajia slowly walked on the empty mud road, looked at the fresh snow on the wall, and spoke slowly.

"What?" Ning Changjiu looked at her profile.

Lu Jiajia said softly: "I'm thinking, if I don't have you, can I get out of the imperial city alive?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It doesn't make sense to think this."

Lu Jia married: "I just think it's terrible."

This is something that gets more terrifying as you think about it. If you really die in another life, then is it fake in the previous life, or is it fake in this life?

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and squeezed her cheek, and said, "What's the fear? Didn't I just die?"

"Huh?" Lu Jiajia reacted after a brief period of doubt.

Yes, whether he will survive or not is unknown, but Ning Changjiu was actually killed by his master.

Lu Jiajia feels relieved, maybe this is the reason why they fell in love with each other so much.

She curled her eyes and smiled and said: "Don't worry, you will meet a good master in this life and won't stab you."

Ning Changjiu also smiled and said: "If you dare to stab me, then after I reincarnated, I will definitely catch you and stab you every day."

Lu Jia's marrying eyes condensed slightly, dismissing him, but coldly asked: "By the way, how beautiful is your former master?"

Ning Changjiu said sincerely: "I can't remember, but his appearance and temperament should be quite similar to that of a marriage."

"Very similar?" Lu Jiajia curiously asked: "Isn't I the reincarnation of your master?"

Ning Changjiu agreed with him: "No wonder I am avenging my previous life with a sword every night."

After speaking, Ning Changjiu felt the killing intent suddenly rising around him.

People from the small town heard thunder like a thunder.

They opened the door and looked up at the sky.

The wind and snow above the head were swept away. Above, there seemed to be a white dragon crossing the border. Two rainbow shadows chased away one after another and ran into the distance.

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The weather is getting colder and the winter snow is getting heavier.

After more than a month, they finally came to the end of Nanzhou.

The village is isolated, and the city and the country are disconnected. Although this is the same Nanzhou, the geographical customs and customs are two completely different worlds compared with Zhao.

A few days ago, they passed by a village and even saw a five- or six-year-old girl offering sacrifices to the river god.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, they just wrapped a little girl in a jacket and pushed it into the cut ice.

Ning Changjiu stopped and asked them why they did this. They said that if there were no sacrifices, the river **** would be angry and would kill the entire village.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married into the water together. It took three days and nights to cut more than 30 river monsters before they finally gave up.

But they also know that such a thing cannot really be stopped.

The event of living sacrifices to the river **** will happen more near the sea of ​​luck.

Perhaps the sea is really blessed by some kind of sacred luck, which makes the water monsters in a radius of thousands of miles especially rampant.

After arriving at the end of Nanzhou, Ning Changjiu didn't immediately go to the "sea of ​​no luck" separating Middle-earth and Nanzhou, but turned to the east and went to another place.

That is the valley he climbed out of after the city of Duanjie.

Ning Changjiu followed his memory and found it in the vast wind and snow.

He stood on the cliff and looked into the distance.

"I entered the Purple Court there at the beginning." Ning Changjiu said.

It was also there. He was stabbed by the little girl in the Tribulation of the Heart Demon and almost died directly.

Fortunately, Si Ming shot.

Lu Jiajia asked: "Have you walked the entire distance of the Southern Wilderness in Duanjie City?"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "The time breaks over there should be buried under the entire Southern Wilderness, and on top of it, there is a broken kingdom of God. Of course, we can't see these on the surface. "

Lu Jiajia leaped up gently, settling into a boat under the wind and snow, and drove her leisurely into the deep valley.

Ning Changjiu followed closely behind.

Lu Jiajia asked: "Where is the well you came out of?"

Ning Changjiu said: "The entrance of Broken Boundary City should be in the east of this place, far away from here."

Lu Jia married: "I want to go and see."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "No, if you want to see it, it will be another whole day's journey. And the well cannot be found again after it comes out, just like the peach blossom source in the story."

Looking at the valley buried by the wind and snow, Lu Jiajia nodded gently. She asked, "Where shall we go now? Directly across the sea of ​​luck with the sword?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "Although the sea of ​​no luck is not as big as Nanzhou, it will take ten and a half months to cross it. If we are tired and have nowhere to stay, let's take the boat over there. "

Lu Jiajia nodded and agreed.

There are many big cities in the port connecting Nanzhou and China. The sculptures of the **** of the river and the sea can be seen everywhere. Looking into the distance, there are several huge ships parked in the sea. They are adjacent to each other, and it seems that they have also formed a The city on the sea.

The sea of ​​luck is still rough in the cold winter, and the emerald-colored waves are rolling in the water, swallowing the snow falling in the sky.

It was late at night when Ning Changjiu and Lu married married.

They are standing on the street full of rut marks, and the statues of the **** of water standing on the shore are hideous and terrifying, like huge sea monsters fighting the waves.

"In the early days of the ancient gods, there seemed to be a **** who was in charge of the rivers and seas..." Lu Jiajia recalled the record in the book.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Well, Xuanze. That is one of the six gods of the early days in the myth. Later Xuanze fought with the candle dragon and was defeated. In ten years, the world's seawater was steamed and all souls were burnt."

"The world's seawater has evaporated..." Lu Jiajia said fascinatingly: "Is there ever been such a powerful **** in the world?"

"Steaming out the waters of the rivers and seas is not a great move. If according to the legend, even the Golden Crow has done it, let alone the candle dragon." Ning Changjiu laughed and said: "In the history of mythology, the candle dragon is Chaos takes over the world. Before the great gods open the world, waking up is the sun, and gazing at the night is the only true god."

This myth is widely circulated, and it is not a secret.

"Your golden crow is indeed a little younger." Lu Jiajia listened quietly, then smiled suddenly.

She tossed at her **** and looked at the huge boats, her thoughts drifting away.

Ning Changjiu stood still with her watching the snow.

Although the two of them came here to talk and laugh all the way, but near Middle-earth, imagining the huge land separated by many oceans, doubts and worries always arise in their hearts.

"By the way, is the man named Si Ming also in Zhongtu?" Lu Jiajia asked.

Ning Changjiu hummed without changing his face, and said: "If you have fate, maybe you can meet it."

Lu Jiajia nodded gently: "Is she really a monster with blue faces and fangs?"

Ning Changjiu bit his scalp and said: "It is true."

Lu Jiajia looked at him and nodded suspiciously.

Ning Changjiu smiled and turned his head, and said: "It's cold outside, Master, let's go back to the room and rest, and I will wait for you to sleep."

Lu Jiajiaqing looked at him coldly, and reprimanded: "Can you be a little decent?"

"Why isn't the Hehuan Sect?" Ning Changjiu argued with reason.

Lu Jiajia rubbed Tuan Xue and smashed it.

In the distance, a huge ship docked at night, boxes of goods were unloaded from above, and many people were running around in the wind and snow.

After they chased for a while, Ning Changjiu approached her from behind, breathed a sigh of heat into the palm of his palm, and gently covered Lu Jiajia's ears.

They walked slowly towards the city in the dark.

Suddenly, Ning Changjiu stopped and looked not far away.

"There are still coffins?" Ning Changjiu was slightly puzzled.

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The next morning, when the heavy snow stopped, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia boarded the boat.

Traveling by boat is expensive, but fortunately, Lu married a lot. She often blamed herself. After she became the sect master, she did not do anything in the sect, and spent all her money in the sect.

Ning Changjiu disagrees: "Spending money for the disciple is investing in the future of Yujian Tianzong."

"Hey, then I have to pay for myself." Lu Jiajia was even more sad when he heard it.

The boat huffed and puffed thousands of dollars of sea water, slowly breaking through the waves, and heading towards the middle-earth.

Building boats split the water, faster and faster, not even slower than flying with a sword, and it only takes half a month to reach Middle-earth.

The fish and dragons on the ship are all kinds of different, and the items sold by the vendors are much more expensive than those outside.

In the room that belonged to them alone, Lu Jia married the void of broken shoulders, took out his suitcase, folded the clean clothes and put them in the cabinet. Ning Changjiu hung up a few new swords he bought on the road at the nearest location, so he could deal with sudden changes at any time.

Lu Jiajia finished his clothes and sat on the chair by the wall, twisting his waist slightly, and his clear eyes fell on the hanging paintings on the wall.

The picture on this hanging picture is a huge sea monster. It looks like a twisted snake with thousands of heads. Its body is tangled and tied into knots. Half of its huge body sank in the sea, and its exposed head was cracked with fangs and sharp teeth that crossed its skull.

There is also its introduction beside the painting, and Lu Jiajia read it again. Those who go to sea refer to it collectively as sea monsters.

"The monsters in the sea are not as elegant as those on the ground." Lu Jiajia said.

Ning Changjiu smiled, and he said: "It is also not possible to generalize. It is said that there is also a kind of mermaid in the sea, which is naturally beautiful."

Lu Jiajia narrowed his eyes and said, "It's no wonder that you don't want to control the sword and have to take a boat."

Ning Changjiu sighed, thinking that his master is getting harder and harder to serve.

Lu Jiama sat on a chair and passed a wooden comb.

He took the wooden comb skillfully, walked behind her, and lifted up Rumo's long hair.

The wooden teeth drip into the hair, gently sliding down, and the ends of the hair are as graceful as water.

"Should nothing happen on this sea?" Lu Jiajia looked at the vast turbulent sea outside the window, with a vague worry.

No matter what level of spiritual practitioners they are, they cannot see the scenery in the water with their eyes, so many people have a natural fear of the unknown deep sea.

Ning Changjiu said: "The sea in winter is always quieter, not to mention that most of the truly powerful creatures in the water belong to the dragon family. Since the death of the ancestor dragon and after several catastrophes, dragons have been in the world. Gradually extinct, even those sub-level flood dragons are rare."

Lu Jiajia sighed: "Of course I am not afraid of any dragons, but you may encounter something by my side."

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Each ship has its own name. This ship is called Haiyue, which is one of the largest among the ship.

People come and go on the deck, bustling and bustling, but the unknown cabin below it is dark. In the darkness, two shadows faintly shuttled back and forth.

They all wore black robes and swords entwined with silver threads. The right side of their clothes had a red peculiarity.

In the passage, one huge coffin made of black and red wood was lifted down.

The coffins are strong and heavy.

They were pulled into the concealed inner warehouse of the ship, and placed them one by one. Then I looked at the faint light, and there were hundreds of coffins parked inside.

"I don't know if it can be used." The fingers in the thick black robe stroked it, and said with a sigh.

"It is enough to complete the task assigned by the master, success and failure are not what we should care about." Another humanity.

"Hmm."

"Still be careful. It is said that Luo Shulou is already paying attention to our movements."

"Luo Shulou?" The black-robed man was slightly surprised: "Why does the Shenlou know about this?"

"It's just a message, I don't know whether it's true or false."

Luoshulou is one of the four great sacred buildings in China. They are located in the four corners of Shenzhou. The southwest is Luoshulou, the southeast is the misty building, the northeast is the Xuanhailou, and the northwest is the Shenhualou.

The owner of the four gods is a more mysterious person than the sword saint of the sword pavilion.

Shenlou records a thousand years of history each, and the same goes for those guarded by them.

The original posters seem to be as long as history.

The black-robed man figured out the words Luo Shulou, sighed, and said, "Don’t worry, don’t disturb yourself. As far as I know, Luo Shulou is repairing the history five hundred years ago, and it’s at a critical juncture. , I won’t pay attention to the movement outside. What's more, the movement in the Valley of Gods Rift is not small now, and many people have their eyes on it."

"Where is the Killing King Court?"

"A group of killer lunatics...More than them, we should pay more attention to the Divine Sect. Although they are not moving, they are too close to the place of recovery..."

Dianhuan Sect is also one of the eight great divine sects of Middle-earth.

"Don't think about that, let me check if there are any problems with this batch of sacrifices."

"Hmm."

The man took the order and stepped back silently.

The conversation ended in the dark.

The light is not bright.

One of the coffin boards slid open.

The heaviest mass in the coffin is ice.

The ice has no variegated color, it fills the coffin, and the burgundy light is reflected in the lights, and the hustle and bustle of the cold fog is scattered by a dry palm.

The man in the black cloak leaned down, his eyes in the dark pierced through the clear ice, and looked at the little girl indifferently at the frozen ice.

These little girls looked like they were only six or seven years old. They all wore identical golden robes, lining their pale skin with sacredness.

They lie in the ice, their hair, eyelashes, and blood vessels are very clear. Their hearts seem to be beating, but they are like statues that sleep forever, their expressions are as quiet as death.

The heavy coffin panels slid open one by one.

The figure of the black-robed man did not fluctuate. He patrolled the coffins one after another like water dripping across the floor.

In order for the mission to go smoothly and not to attract the attention of the Zhongtu Sect, these little girls were still obtained from Nanzhou.

One of them will be fortunate to be the future god, while the rest can only become unconscious spiritual servants.

The people in black robes are not satisfied with these little girls.

When he reached the sixty-fourth coffin board, the figure of the black-robed man stopped.

"Huh?" He couldn't help but murmur softly.

The little girl in the coffin disappeared, and the only thing left in it was the broken ice full of the coffin!

The black-robed man was startled.

Of course he doesn't believe that these ordinary little girls can wake up on their own, break through the ice and escape.

His first reaction was that their long-planned plan was seen through, and that person didn't seem to want to confront them head-on, so he stole one of the containers as a disarm.

This container is probably the best of all the little girls.

Luo Shulou? Divine Sect? Still...

The black-robed man looked at the crushed ice full of the coffin, his face faintly reflected in the crushed ice.

He dipped his dry fingers into the ice.

Under the dark robes, the strange pupils lit up and glowed with scarlet light. In the center of the pupil, the eyeball was like a nail nailed inside—that was a demon pupil.

Through the demon pupil, the black-robed person can clearly see that the hair and hair of the little girl remain in these frozen seas.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake.

It's too late.

The scabbard around his waist was empty, and a piece of cold steel came out from in front of him.

Sword Qi exploded silently in his body, shattering his internal organs.

An immature little hand presses on his back and pushes gently.

The black-robed man fell into the coffin, and the pure ice was dyed crystal red with blood.

The coffin closed silently.

In the darkness, the little girl giggled.

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The cold wave of the Sea of ​​Fortune is coming on the fourth day.

Finally, the sky has been clear for a few days and snow is blowing again.

Lu Jia is married by the wooden window, with a jade crown and silver hairpin, and a picturesque sword dress. The beautiful ponytails are hanging down, revealing a slender jade neck, and the skin on the back collar is as delicate as ivory.

She stood still, tall, slender and slender. When Ning Changjiu saw it every day, she felt that she was like a sword that wouldn't be stained with dust. No matter when she pulled it out, she was always as clear as she had seen before.

She watched the giant beast-like sea swallowing down snow like hail, while Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly.

"Sometimes, cultivating the Tao is like sailing in the ocean." Ning Changjiu said.

Lu Jiajia asked: "What's your opinion?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Because no one knows what is hidden under the seemingly mild water."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Are you also afraid of the sea?"

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head. He looked at the ceiling and said, "I am afraid of the sky."

Lu Jia's marrying eyes tactfully, with a clear smile: "I think you are afraid of your master, right?"

Ning Changjiu got up and hugged her from behind, "Where is the scary Master?"

"Presumptuous!" Lu Jiajia grabbed his hand.

The sea breeze outside is like howling, but the inside of the house is very calm.

They watched the sea where the huge waves hit the snow together, and a hint of worry slid across their hearts in unison.

The accident happened after an hour.

The waiter went from door to door asking if he wanted to serve food as usual. When he just knocked on the wooden door of Ning Changjiu's room, the ship made a cracking noise.

The huge ship sailing through the waves on the sea did not know what it encountered and was forced to stop.

Chaos started on the upper ship.

In a short period of time, many ascetics with good cultivation skills on the boat have already burst out with swords.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia looked at each other, and they hurried out with their swords.

Beyond the building, the tide has risen on the wall.

It's even higher than the boat, wrapped in snowy white, like the palm of a **** slapped it off.

The storm came extremely abruptly.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia didn't hesitate. The two swords cut out like dragons and met in the air, turning into the same turbulent wave and swept up.

Sword Qi exploded in the water curtain.

When the sea tide rising from the wall really fell on the boat upstairs, only drizzle was left.

Between the sword aura, they joined hands to smash several waves, but what followed was something more terrifying.

Everyone heard the singing.

It was a whimper-like singing, coming from afar from the wave, anger gushing out of mourning.

"Look there!"

On the boat upstairs, someone exclaimed, and then more exclamations rang.

"What is that?"

"It's the sea monster...it must be the sea monster! Hurry and hide in the room!"

"No, it's like a mermaid... Where is the big monk worshipped by the ship owner?"

Ning Changjiu followed the prestige.

Amidst the waves, a smooth, scaly back arched through the sea, revealing a giant shadow hidden under the water.

There are more than one giant shadows like that. They rushed out from all directions, cutting the water like a mountain's back blade. Their scales are huge shield scales, the surface is rough but hard, and the bulges of the scales are when they are swimming. Huge turbulence is produced, and the nearby waters are chaotic when moving at high speed, and even small vortices one after another are formed.

Ning Changjiu suddenly missed the sword scripture a little, if it was still in the sea of ​​knowledge, at this moment, he would introduce its origins.

Among the crowd, a man with black clothes and long hair looked at the dragon in the sea, his expression shocked: "Robbery the dragon?"

Why do they appear here?

The black-clothed man immediately put on his hood. He ignored the robbers who were circling the road, but went straight to the secret cabin of the ship.

He walked quickly into the dark cabin, only to find that the wall fire in the dark cabin had all been extinguished, and at the same time, the pungent **** smell came over.

At that moment, an ominous premonition caught in his heart, and the man turned around without thinking about it, but it was too late.

A knife pierced the door's back, directly piercing his lower abdomen through.

The man only felt that he was covered in ice.

He turned his head, trying hard to see who assassinated him.

But he didn't see anything.

His body was dragged in.

The door closes again.

A pair of small cotton shoes stepped up the stairs.

The soles are very soft and warm. That was what a woman cried and gave to her before she was sacrificed to the river god.

When she walked out of the inner cabin, the robbery dragons surging out of the sea had already begun to stick out their jagged heads, screaming and singing against the violent snow in the angry sea.

The reason why Jielong is called Jielong is because they can artificially cause everyone who hears the song to fall into the robbery.

That is a kind of illusion similar to the heart demon robbery.

The victim will lose himself, and then walk to the side of the boat step by step, jump into the sea, and become the food for the dragon.

The psychedelic song has sounded, but the little girl is not affected at all. She opened her arms, and the cold sea breeze gently stroked her.

She has a calm and comfortable look, like a person listening to music.

This feeling did not last long.

Suddenly, she raised her brows and looked to one side.

There are two sword qi lights up there.

In her pupils, the killing intent was awe-inspiring for a moment.

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(From today, I will try to add a small chapter every morning~)