Beyond the Divine States Chapter 293: : Haunted Throne

The dusk gradually receded, and after a brief period of dimming, the sky became brighter. The previous dim yellow was more like a haze caged in the air. After the haze dissipated, everyone reacted. At this moment, it was still the afternoon, and the previous light was just a phenomenon of heaven and earth.

Just throw into the wooden hall, but the disciples in the hall are as silent as ice sculptures.

Everything I had experienced before seemed like an illusion. Why did that white cat write papers and answer so fast... It even seemed polite.

"Xiao Jin, what's wrong with your family?" A disciple asked softly.

Yu Jin was more surprised than them.

On weekdays, don’t you just know how to sleep and eat when you listen to it? It... how can it be so spiritual.

"It... it may be looking for Xiaoling." Yu Jin hesitated.

It was inevitable that she felt a little guilty when she said this. After all, on weekdays, I often rely on the truth to listen to people without understanding, and use words to tease it.

But at the moment...

"That cat is amazing."

"Will it be a monster?"

"When he first walked out... it was so majestic. It was like a little lion."

Yu Jin listened to their words and hesitated whether to chase them out. She forcibly comforted herself, thinking that Di Ting must be the first psychic, after all, after a long time in the treasure land of the gods, the pheasant can fly on the branch and become a phoenix.

And how could a monster get into the Shenzong?

She thought about this, raised her head, but saw that Mr. Ling's face was ugly, and her hands trembled a little while holding the scroll handed by Di listen.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Yu Jin couldn't help asking.

Didn’t you pee on the paper...

Said Mr. Ling raised her head, stared at Yu Jin, interrupted her random thoughts, and asked in a cold voice: "Your cat...what's the background?"

Listening to her tone, Yu Jin realized that there was something wrong, and quickly replied: "This is from Clothes Street...no, I bought it."

"Bought clothes on the street?" Mr. Ling was shocked.

Yu Jin nodded and talked about the situation at the time, and finally added: "I paid for this cat..."

Said Mr. Ling was thinking, his eyes cast out the door.

Yu Jin asked softly: "Sir, what's the matter?"

Said Mr. Ling spread out the answer sheet and posted it on the wall. She looked at the paper and sighed: "This is its paper. All the questions are correct."

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at the paper full of cat paw prints, surprised.

This... how is it possible?

Yu Jin was also surprised, wondering if she is really worse than a cat?

No...this is not the point, the point is...

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly got up, ran to the door, and looked around.

She is not high in cultivation, but she has a strong, ominous premonition. She would call it a girl's intuition.

But she ran a long lap outside, and there was no trace of Ning Xiaoling and Yuwang.

The earth was shaking slightly, as if it was a harbinger of disaster.

Yu Jin kept running and ran to the end of the mountain road. She remembered the way Ning Xiaoling walked out calmly before, and remembered the manner of the fish king when she walked out slowly. She felt that they were hiding something from herself... what?

Yu Jin fell to the ground. She lifted up some skirts, looked at the reddish knees, and gently brushed away the dust from the blood.

She raised her head and looked at the dozens of tall buildings standing in the distance.

The famous Jiuyou Hall is clustered in the center. Below the peak of the Jiuyou Hall is the ruins of the legendary Hades.

There seems to be a ghostly air wafting out, like cranes swirling in a formation, like a smoky smoke.

Yu Jin looked up.

She sensed something was wrong-why is there no one on the way?

The mountain area near the Jiuyou Temple is a forbidden place for the disciple. Why did he come here unimpeded all the way?

Even if there is no special guard, where are the uncles and elders who go together on this path and discuss the Dao on weekdays? They always like to drink at the strange rocks on the side of the road.

People are gone...

Yu Jin feels like she has come to another world, this is the real world of the world, empty and vast, no sound can be heard.

Why is this huge ancient Lingzong like this?

Yu Jin felt the vibration from the earth. She wanted to get up, but her hands and feet couldn't get her strength. The pain in her knees pressed her to the ground. In her blurred vision, she vaguely saw the overhead connecting to Jiuyou Hall. On the bridge, a white figure the size of a grain of rice walked over.

She was convinced that that was true listening.

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The King Fish walked to Jiuyou Hall.

Misuse noticed the arrival of this cat, he didn't care at first, because he could clearly perceive that this cat had no realm, but it was just a wild cat that could not bear a demon pill.

But what made him strange is that the rules of Jiuyoudian also accepted it.

The misfortune frowned.

After all, cats have no realm, and they can't go through the real prohibition.

The King Fish screamed while standing in front of the prohibition.

After thinking about the misfortune for a while, he waved his hand, and released the rest of the restrictions that prevented it.

The King Fish walked in slowly.

While it was still looking after the fish pond, among the monsters that enslaved it, there was a one-eyed lion with golden hair. The lion had a strong body and every muscle was as hard as a rock. At that time, it felt, Even if he used all his strength, his claws could not pierce his skin.

That is the most powerful existence it has ever seen in its infancy. The cubs he gave birth to are more prestigious and prettier than himself.

The King Fish also imagined that one day he would become a lion.

Later, it obtained the Nether Scroll, and it gradually became stronger, and the appearance of those monsters in its own eyes changed. It knows that many monsters that are arrogant to it can easily kill them to death, but it chooses to forbear, because it knows that the lion king is not the strongest, and the pond where it has been banned for decades is still Too small, it has to kill the city lord outside to really get out.

On the night of the rainstorm, it split the dam, killed the city lord, and slaughtered all the demons who had enslaved it.

The flesh and blood of that lion king is only flesh and blood, no longer a rock. The heart of the brave lion, which was once preached by the demons, was easily crushed, bursting with blood in his hands.

The fish king thought of it inexplicably today.

The dream of childhood is not worth mentioning. The blood that was not extinguished by the heavy rain at the beginning has slowly cooled down in the endless years.

"No matter how hard a sick cat struggles, it will never become a tiger, let alone a crippled cat? You can only extinct first and then despair."

This is what the lion ridiculed him back then.

Forbidden to open it.

It had a retreat in its heart, but it still lifted its foot slowly and walked in.

While scolding itself, it walked to the deepest part of Jiuyou Hall. It was dark here, like an old wooden building outside a big pond, which made it feel very uncomfortable.

"Who are you on earth?"

In the deepest part, Huo looked at it quietly and asked.

The King Fish raised his head and meowed, saying that he was not good enough to speak human words.

Gu Niu looked at it, with hostility.

The fish king gave Gu Niu a scornful look, dismissing this rare soul swallower in the world.

The King Fish called out again, motioning for him to step away.

Wao asked: "Are you going in?"

The fish king thought that somehow you are also a suzerain, why are you so stupid?

The fish king ignored him, walked to the light curtain, avoided the misfortune, jumped, and jumped into the light curtain.

After a while, the movement of the ancient spirit sect subsided.

In the wooden hall of Shifeng, the disciples are used to it.

Recently, the world’s visions and earth movements are common occurrences.

The sky is warm outside, what they should do and still do, they don't know the truth behind Xinning.

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Ning Xiaoling lay on the ground, the pressure of the netherworld tearing her body.

Not enough...

The underworld cannot be calmed down, everyone here will be killed and become the undead in the underworld.

She suppressed all the ownership of Mrs. White, but unfortunately it was still not enough.

She uses her spiritual power to fight the erosion, but how can she avoid the pressure of the entire underworld?

The cry of ghosts, the whistling of evil spirits, the rubbing of the scales of feathered snakes, the sharpening of knives by big ghosts, the grinding of teeth by little ghosts...

Complicated voices rang in the ears, rushing into the ear cavity, constantly corroding their minds, trying to replace her original consciousness.

"Don't be noisy..." Ning Xiaoling felt that she had been falling continuously, and at the bottom, it was like a snake cave entangled by feather snakes. They opened their scarlet mouths to themselves, just waiting for themselves Fall down. She covered her ears, and the cultivation base of the Purple Court Realm could not be used in this empty world.

She knew that she was bound to die, but she didn't want her to die so noisy.

Time passed for a long time, and she wanted to give up, but a meow suddenly sounded in her ears. After the meow, all the noisy voices died down.

Ning Xiaoling's fall stopped, and soon after, her feet finally touched the ground.

"I...didn't die?"

Ning Xiaoling touched her clothes, she gritted her teeth, frowned and looked around.

The surroundings are very empty, and the darkness is like a river passing in front of him.

As long as a place is dark enough and people are still, there will be an illusion that the world is infinitely vast, let alone this place is infinitely vast.

Ning Xiaoling tentatively walked forward.

Here...it looks like a huge palace.

She has stepped on hard and cold bricks, and the palace in front of her is outlined in the dim light, but it is not so much a palace, if it is countless, broken stones floating in the sky, broken stones Ups and downs, like a burning phosphorous fire, outlines luminous symbols in the dark.

Ning Xiaoling walked towards the glowing place.

There are no obstacles along the way.

This place seems to be desolate for a long time, there is no sound around, and the silence is like death itself.

Ning Xiaoling rubbed her ears, not sure if she was deaf.

Is this the Hades? The final destination of all creatures? Will the brother come here too... If I can't hear anything, how can I talk to the brother?

Ning Xiaoling's heart moved, and she walked into the depths of the hall in silence.

She can feel that in the surrounding darkness, there are actually countless pairs of eyes staring at her, but for some reason, the creatures hidden in the darkness have no unnecessary movement.

She walked in with caution.

In the depths of the hall constructed by floating rocks, Ning Xiaoling saw a **** pillar that reached the sky.

No one had told her about the Hades, but she realized at the first glance that the **** in charge was once wrapped around the pillar.

The fantasy of the Nether Feathered Serpent faded in his pupils.

Ning Xiaoling looked down.

She saw that there was still a throne under the sacred pillar, and on that throne, was sitting faintly a majestic woman.

She didn't feel the hostility, so she walked over naturally.

The woman on the throne opened her eyes and looked at her tenderly, like her own daughter.

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and looked at her at the end of the steps.

It was a woman wearing a sea-like robe. Her slender figure was like the waves in the sea. Her face was so unusually white that there was no sunshine all year round. Her beautiful facial features were soft and cold, scattered. Between the long hair, a pair of coral-like horns appeared vaguely.

She... looks like a dragon?

Is this the apostle of Master Mingjun? Or is it Mingjun himself?

But the legendary King Ming is not a dragon, he is obviously a feather snake flying around...

"The people of the king, please come before the throne."

The woman on the throne spoke like this, her voice echoing all over.

She is the wooden spirit pupil occupying the dragon mother's body.

She originally thought that she was bound to die, but she didn't expect that such a promising disciple would appear in this ancient spirit sect.

An ordinary disciple possesses a large number of fragments of Mingjun's authority, which is unimaginable. But no matter where she came from or what she came from, the final result was to save herself.

Baizang...

Mu Lingtong sighed in her heart.

I have planned for so many years of the plan, and finally was used by Bai Zang. Everything she prepared quietly will also be reduced to Bai Zang’s wedding dress...

Those so-called country masters are just relying on their almost omnipotent abilities. If they are on the same plane as themselves, they will never be able to detect and stop them.

Fortunately, Destiny cherishes himself.

Mu Lingtong looked at the girl tenderly and smiled: "Come here, the girl chosen by Mingjun, the walker of the feathered snake incarnation, come closer, let me see you, but you are not crowned the real Power."

Ning Xiaoling listened to this voice.

This voice has an unparalleled cordiality, like a movement that urges people to fall asleep.

Ning Xiaoling was slightly dazed, but she still had some caution in her heart.

Mu Lingtong looked at her, smiled and asked: "What's your name?"

Ning Xiaoling didn't answer, but she subconsciously said her name in her heart.

Mu Lingtong smiled and said: "Ning Xiaoling? A very good name. There is an ancient poem "Huaixian cited" Yun" forever remembering each other for a long time, thousands of years and generations come to travel, in which the word age is just like your name."

"Huaixianying?" Ning Xiaoling was lost.

Forever, for thousands of generations...

There are such good verses in the world.

Ning Xiaoling thought about the word "Changjiu", and she felt much lighter for the **** of the girl of the underworld.

She couldn't help but follow her words and step forward gently.

Ning Xiaoling came to the forefront and asked: "Who are you...?"

Mu Lingtong said: "I am the Emperor of the Underworld."

"The Emperor of Underworld?" Ning Xiaoling said blankly.

Mu Lingtong looked at her somewhat distracted eyes, knowing that she had been tempted by herself.

I didn't expect it to be so easy...

The little girl is just a little girl after all.

Mu Lingtong said: "This is the Hades. After Hades died, I will be the only master here. I have been waiting here, waiting for a heir, to pass on this ghostly flame and re-burn the old one three thousand years ago. Brilliant."

"The Hades has been waiting for you for thousands of years, are you...willing to?" Mu Lingtong asked faintly.

"I..."

Ning Xiaoling asked blankly: "What can I get?"

Mu Lingtong said: "It can satisfy all your wishes, what is the biggest wish in your heart?"

"Wish..." Ning Xiaoling's expression shook and said: "My brother is dead."

Mu Lingtong smiled with a heart-warming smile: "Death is the home of all living beings. No matter where they are, they will cross the Yellow Spring and return to this place. When you take charge of the Hades, you will be able to pass away with you. 'S deceased meet again."

Ning Xiaoling listened to her words, and the image of her brother in white clothes was like snow in her mind. She crossed the steps, as if crossing the autumn rain of the imperial city and the mountain road of Tianku Peak.

Mu Lingtong looked at her with relief.

"Do you want to reunite with your brother?" Mu Lingtong asked.

"Yes." Ning Xiaoling said without hesitation.

Mu Lingtong faintly said: "This underworld is now dilapidated and looks like a leaky room. Although you can reunite with your brother here, it will not last long here. Your reunion will eventually be parted. This may not be perfect. ."

Ning Xiaoling's words were dull and anxious. She asked, "What should I do?"

Mu Lingtong smiled and said: "Let’s fix this room together, okay?"

Ning Xiaoling asked: "How to fix it?"

Mu Lingtong said: "Mending the Hades requires bricks and tiles, and the broken authority is the bricks and tiles."

"Power..." Ning Xiaoling said: "I have it."

Mu Lingtong sat on the throne, looked at her tenderly and infinitely, and said: "Would you like to hand them over to build this underworld?"

Ning Xiaoling's figure shook, her expression was already distracted, and her mental consciousness was squeezed by Mu Lingtong.

Mu Lingtong looked at her, knowing that she hadn't really believed in herself yet, and the allure in her words became even more idiotic.

Unfortunately, she is seriously injured now. There is no one in the six souls, not to mention the five realms, even the purple court is shattered, and even if she is careless, she will even fall into a long life. Otherwise... She would have seized the power of this little girl a long time ago, so why does she need to use words to coax gently?

Fortunately, this little girl was taken away by her brother.

"Would you like it?" Mu Lingtong continued to ask: "This will be your new house, don't you want to give him a complete new home when you meet again?"

"Intact...new home?" Ning Xiaoling muttered to herself, and couldn't help nodding: "I...I do."

Mu Lingtong said: "Then you get closer, let's repair this new home together."

Mu Lingtong opened up her waterfall-like sleeves, she was as beautiful as an elf in the sea.

"Come here, after the Nether is reborn, you will become the brand new helm of this underworld. You will be the master of the Nether, the master of all feathered serpents, the way back for the creatures, and death will be You put on the crown."

Mu Lingtong said so.

Ning Xiaoling walked in front of Mu Lingtong.

Mu Lingtong's spirit also slowly relaxed.

This little girl has been completely confused by her. Everything that needs to be done next is simple. She only needs to take out her authority and accommodate it in her body... This authority is far beyond her original Imagine that she couldn't figure out how this little girl could have such a huge treasure in her body.

Unfortunately, without the heart of God, she will never be able to become a real, godlike existence.

But the fragments of authority in Ning Xiaoling's body, spliced ​​on the Hades itself, are enough to make her linger. The next way is to wait until she wakes up from long sleep and restores her strength.

Mu Lingtong thought heavily, but the smile on his face became more gentle.

She stretched out her finger and clicked to the center of Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows.

Ning Xiaoling's loose eyes suddenly condensed.

The look of Mu Ling pupil is slightly different.

Ruyu's fingers touched Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows, but the strength became much softer.

Because of her chest, she felt pain like collapse.

Ning Xiaoling's expression condensed. After one hand was negative, the other hand was silently closed to her waist. The spirit of the ghost instantly dissipated, and she was caught off guard. Ning Xiaoling punched it out.

The light above the fist tip rubbed against the surrounding darkness into an unknown firework, and the gust of wind suddenly raged, cutting the wood Lingtong's cheek like a knife, and then hammering her chest heavily.

Boom!

The fist hit his chest, the sea-like dress was almost torn open, and the turbulent place even hit the stormy sea.

Mu Lingtong's leaning body was smashed back onto the throne, her mouth oozes blood, and she slid down the pale lines of her cheeks, she stared at Ning Xiaoling incredulously, and clutched her chest. , The clothes that split like seawater quickly healed.

"You..." Mu Lingtong wanted to question.

Ning Xiaoling did not hesitate, and hit her forehead with another punch.

Mu Lingtong’s words were abruptly beaten back into her throat. She snorted, and her forehead fell back. She was already weak, and finally returned to this body. The fit between herself and the body was not enough. Exert all the power.

Ning Xiaoling's fist rained down, bombarding her body, her seawater-like clothes kept cracking, Ning Xiaoling looked serious and punched, and the mountain peaks behind the sea kept shaking.

Mu Lingtong was pressed on the throne, facing Ning Xiaoling's surprise attack, was firmly suppressed by the opponent's offensive, and could not find the power to fight back.

Boom!

Mu Lingtong's water was finally shattered and splashed into rain. Ning Xiaoling's pair of immature fists were also bloody.

"You...who are you?" Mu Lingtong was dying.

Ning Xiaoling stood in front of the throne, staring at the beautiful woman above the throne, and said coldly: "Your name is Mu Lingtong."

The look of Mu Ling pupil is slightly different.

Ning Xiaoling said: "I know your name, but you don't know mine... How can you win?"

She is no longer the little girl who knows nothing.

Mu Lingtong's lips trembled lightly: "Have you been pretending before?"

Ning Xiaoling is silent.

Thinking of her name in her heart, and when she was drunk by Mu Lingtong, she suppressed her heart, avoiding her own extravagant thoughts.

Next, she heard Mu Lingtong explode her identity.

The Emperor of Hades.

The emperor who is not in the temple.

Few people in Gu Lingzong know this second-generation suzerain, but she is not included in those people.

The existence of Mu Lingtong is even a little deduced by her following clues.

Although she doesn't know the whole picture, she knows the ambition of the Hades Wood Lingtong.

Ning Xiaoling originally thought that her sneak attack would be very difficult, but at this moment, Mu Lingtong's realm had fallen so much that she was even worse than her.

Mu Lingtong lay in the throne, dying.

"Do you want to be me?" Mu Lingtong asked.

"I want to replace you." Ning Xiaoling said.

The girl adjusted her breath, waved her palm, and strangled the opponent's throat. At the same time, her other finger pierced out like a sword and pointed at the center of her eyebrows.

Mu Lingtong couldn't avoid it and was killed by a finger in an instant.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the legendary suzerain and felt untrue.

I killed her like that?

Ning Xiaoling didn't know. When she was puzzled, a faint figure appeared behind her.

That is a ghost.

The ghost is not the appearance of the dragon mother, but the appearance of the wooden spirit pupil.

Ning Xiaoling knows Mu Lingtong, but has never really met her. So she didn't know that what she really killed was the Dragon Mother who had already died, and the last ray of Mu Lingtong's soul had come out of her body.

Mu Lingtong's cold face was full of hatred.

She turned into a wisp of smoke, trying to quietly penetrate Ru Ning Xiaoling's body.

Ning Xiaoling shouldn't have noticed it.

Suddenly, a meow sounded abruptly in the silent temple.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly looked back.

Between the girl and the white cat, the soul of the wood spirit pupil is like a helpless island.

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