Beyond the Divine States Chapter 294: : Thousands of miles crossing the border to kill people and break into buildings

The gravel is suspended in the dark, exuding fluorescence, and is constructed like a palace.

His Royal Highness Jiuyou, in the faint light of the Hades, countless figures slowly floated out of the dark river.

They are all snakes, and they have nowhere to depend in the air, but they can snake like walking on the ground. The rough scales like sandpaper scraped across the darkness, and the faint sound was like picking up the shell of an egg with a bamboo stick.

They cruised in the Netherworld, moving closer to the direction of the Hades.

These snakes are the souls of feathered snakes.

The wings of their backs have been broken off, with incomplete beauty. They gathered outside the hall.

In the hall, the woman's stern cry suddenly sounded, bursting out of the cracks in the stone.

The battle in the Hades is almost over.

Ning Xiaoling stood in front of Dragon Mother's body, turning around and staring.

The last strand of Mu Lingtong's soul was hanging in the air. She was like a slender needle, trying to accidentally penetrate Ning Xiaoling's key point, but the appearance of the white cat broke her conspiracy, Mu Ling Hitomi's action was stagnant in the air, and Ning Xiaoling had already laid out the double line of defense of spirit and spiritual power, blocking it out.

Mu Lingtong looked at the pretty and cold face of the girl. She couldn't imagine that after living for hundreds of years, she would end up in the hands of a young girl about twenty years old.

Ning Xiaoling couldn't help but think of the old fox in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom. At the beginning, it split into six spirits, and escaped one by one. When it fought with the shaman master and the then master at Qifeng Lake, It's just a half-step Ziting.

Mu Lingtong had reached the peak of the five realms when he shattered his body, which was no different from the peak of the old man with red tail, so all she can display at this moment is only half a step of the power of the purple court.

What's more, Ning Xiaoling's purple court environment is unusual.

Compared with Mu Lingtong's sneak attack, she put her curious eyes behind her, stared at the white cat on the ground, and curiously said: "Thank you... why are you here?"

The fish king sneered, thinking that since I was told to listen, wouldn't it be like coming home to the Hades?

Mu Lingtong also looked at the culprit who disrupted the surprise attack plan, and said: "Are you called Di Ting?"

The King of Fish rolled his eyes and wondered how you are more idiot than Ning Xiaoling! The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. It is no wonder that a large sect with such a wealth of fishery products of the Ancient Lingzong would also be in danger of destroying the sect.

"Meow..." The fish king hissed his teeth and screamed. He stared at the remnant soul of the woman warily, not sure if she had any other players.

She is the Emperor of the Underworld, a woman who had crawled out of the purgatory below the Underworld Hall. No matter how weak she is, this place is still her territory.

Ning Xiaoling is also focused on her mind.

She stared at Mu Lingtong.

The last strand of Mu Lingtong's soul is suspended, like the shadow of a feather snake.

Ning Xiaoling's body sinks slightly, her hand pressed the scabbard around her waist.

It was a plain bamboo scabbard, even when she walked all the way, the suzerain did not find it strange.

In the slender scabbard, a black slender knife was slowly drawn out.

Mu Lingtong narrowed his eyes.

Even if she couldn't believe it, she still recognized the knife at a glance.

"Shen Tu?" Mu Lingtong's voice was cold.

Ning Xiaoling doesn’t care about the origin of this knife. In short, she uses a good knife that is easy to use and close to her. At the beginning, Linggu Dabi not only helped her as a guide, but also used it to cut off the head. The head of a feather snake named Quwu.

Mu Lingtong felt a sense of despair.

She didn't have no success, but despair of the little girl's chances.

When Qu Wu was beheaded, he looked at Ning Xiaoling, and he had the same idea.

Adversity is not terrible, what is terrible is desperation without destiny.

Many years ago, Mu Lingtong fell into this place, relying on many coincidences and luck, as well as her great perseverance to crawl out of that terrible purgatory, fainted in front of the palace, she finally got the palace of the underworld Recognized, the title is emperor. But now, the subject and the object seem to be reversed.

Ning Xiaoling doesn't have too many thoughts anymore, her broken blade pointed directly at the last soul of Mu Lingtong.

She didn't use those Xiaojiabiyu's knife skills anymore, but directly relied on intuition, holding the knife in both hands, shrinking to an inch, and slashing down between steps, the arc of the knife light clearly lit up. She almost suppressed the weight of her entire body.

Mu Lingtong will not be slaughtered.

Ning Xiaoling's blood-red knife light illuminates her soul, but she is swallowed by a kind of darkness instead.

That darkness comes from feathers.

Countless feathers.

That is the wings of a feathered snake.

All the feathers are like butterflies flying in the air, clinging to the blade, absorbing the light of the knife, the spiritual power contained in the spirit of the wood spirit pupil rushes out, and her spirit rushes towards the main hall.

Ning Xiaoling's hand holding the knife sank, she gritted her teeth, and the hand that held the knife twisted fiercely, the blade vibrated, and the darkness fell like rust.

The King Fish raised his head and looked in the direction where Mu Lingtong disappeared.

The Hall of the Underworld does not know its height, and it is dark.

Next, outside the hall, there seemed to be countless eggshells shattered, and huge black shadows swam over. The fish king felt the creepy coldness of his back, and it rushed forward and fled behind Ning Xiaoling.

Outside the hall, many feathered serpent souls dangled out of the darkness.

They are made up of remnants of souls, and the realm is not high, but they are like a thousand horses pressing the realm.

Above the Hall of the Underworld, the last strand of Wood Lingtong's soul resides in the skin of a feathered snake, and it splits vertically like lightning. The snow-white scales open and close, and the sound is like the sound of steel.

Mu Lingtong wanted to rely on the remnants of thousands of feather snakes to crush them before the throne with strength.

No matter how high the realm of this girl is, she can never kill so many feathered snakes if she doesn't know the proper method.

Then, Mu Lingtong's last hope was shattered.

She watched Ning Xiaoling hold the knife calmly and changed a weird sword technique.

She would never admit this sword trick wrong.

This is the starting style of the sword that she created with Xuanchi to deal with the feathered snake.

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The war in Luo Shulou has subsided.

In the Valley of God's Rift, Tianzang lost its heart.

All the minerals it stolen on this star have been returned, and its body began to swell.

The density of the dragon rock armor was originally gathered by the heart of the gods. It exceeded the original limit of the star's rules. At this moment, the heart of the gods is gone, and the final power dies. In its huge body, the rock The density collapses, keeps expanding, and returns to its original size.

Seeing that Tianzang's corpse was about to turn into a tall giant mountain, Ning Changjiu and the three hurriedly used their body techniques to cross Tianzang's swelling body.

After passing the peak, in just a few breaths, the body of this ancient **** almost turned into the most continuous mountain in the world, occupying the place where Luoshulou was once, and enclosing the **** building in the center, only revealing After the spire-like two floors, the body of Tianzang sunken in the ground kept swelling, propping up a huge rift valley on the ground.

Ning Changjiu watched the changes in Tianzang's body after his death, and couldn't help but said with emotion: "In ancient times, there were sayings that gods' bodies turned into mountains and rivers after death, but now it seems not an exaggeration."

"Well, there used to be a saying that after the death of the candle dragon turned into a wind and fire between the heavens and the earth, Xuanze turned into an angry wave on the ocean after his death." Si Ming nodded and said, "Now this is a huge mine. , Luo Shulou has no owner. From now on, all passers-by in Middle-earth will rush in. The stones here can be smashed and refined, and hundreds of thousands of real magic weapons can be made."

Lu Jiajia is not interested in these ancient myths. She worried: "Let's go to the Ancient Lingzong for at least one month. Xiaoling...can you wait for us?"

"It's too late." Ning Changjiu sighed: "But I have to go."

Si Ming said: "Holding the power of Mingjun...I think that little girl's chance is not worse than you, don't worry too much."

"I hope." Ning Changjiu had no confidence.

Lu married to marry and comforted softly: "Xiaoling is a little fox and deserves nine lives."

"Fox?" Si Ming was puzzled.

Ning Changjiu said: "Xiaoling's innate spirit is a fox."

Si Mingquan groaned and said: "You go to the Ancient Lingzong first, and I will come to chase you afterwards. If you encounter danger on the road, just hold it and wait for me."

"Where are you going?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming said: "Through the robbery peak."

"Tong Jiefeng?" Ning Changjiu was a little familiar, as if someone had heard it mentioned.

Si Ming didn't explain much, she smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't run away. Although the master is a bit hateful, the mistress is still very cute."

Lu Jiama couldn't help but think of the days when she was bullied in the Luoshu world. If there were more important things at this moment, she would settle the accounts with Si Ming again.

She glared at Si Ming.

Si Ming looked at her beautiful face and couldn't help reaching out before leaving and hugged her.

Lu Jiajia's expression softened a lot, and she posted it.

The two hugged for a while.

Si Ming instructed softly: "Although the demon pills you swallowed in Luoshu are not real spiritual power, they are indeed one of the essences of Luoshu spirit. It is of great benefit to stabilize your spiritual realm and enhance your spiritual power. During this trip to the Ancient Spirit Sect, don’t get tired of practicing on the road, and strive to integrate them all within one month, so that you can reach the peak of the Purple Garden as soon as possible."

Lu Jiajia listened to her instructions, warm in heart, and nodded: "I won't slacken off."

Siming smiled and said: "That's right, after all, your husband always urges you."

Speaking of this, Si Ming's eyes curled up, and he couldn't help but remember the appearance of Lu Jiajia sitting on the ground and confessing to Ning Changjiu at the time. Si Ming followed her tone and leaned close to her ear as if biting. Earlobe said: "Xu is the husband who hasn't forged the sword for too long, so that the sword heart is not clear enough to marry the sword. In the future, the husband must not slacken off. At that time, he often flogged the marrying...ah."

Si Ming snorted softly, with a slightly curved body and silver-haired cheeks, his expression mixed with pain and joy.

Ning Changjiu looked at her like this, thinking that he wanted to deceive people again. He raised his hand and said to Lu Jia, "Marry, I didn't do anything, don't be fooled by this demon again."

Lu Jia married and said, "I did it."

"..." Ning Changjiu was speechless.

Si Ming begged for mercy, Lu Jiajia rubbed her silver hair, touched her finger lightly on the center of her eyebrows, and said: "This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again."

Si Ming reluctantly agreed, thinking that if Ning was on the side for a long time, she would force her to press on, and convinced Lu Jia to marry him.

This couple is really their nemesis.

Lu Jiajia looked at Si Ming's beautiful face. Although he was annoyed by her laughter, he was more respectful in his heart. The two whispered the conversation, and then they greeted goodbye.

Si Ming went to the direction of Tongjie Peak.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married Yujian to go to Ancient Lingzong.

Ning Changjiu said: "If it is a detour, it will take another half a month to arrive at the Ancient Lingzong."

"Can't drag it." Lu Jiajia said.

Ning Changjiu said: "This trip needs to pass the Suanhuan School."

Lu Jia married and said: "I'm still one line away from the Five Realms. Sister Si Ming also made me feel good and tough."

Ning Changjiu said: "In the case of Luo Shulou, the Emperor Huanhuan Sect was also an accomplice. If they hadn't killed the Xianlou and sealed the mountain, we would not have been trapped in the sea country and trapped for so long."

Lu Jiajia looked firm and said: "Then kill it."

Ning Changjiu nodded.

Beyond the giant peak of Luo Shulou, the snow-white sword shadow enveloped the brilliant fire light, cut through the sky, and headed in the direction of Ancient Lingzong.

The first group of roadblockers they encountered were not monks of the sect, but from another organization, killing the royal court.

Behind the collar covered by their hair, there is a red pattern, which is the logo of Wang Court.

This is a mysterious organization active in Middle-earth. Many monks were killed silently in their hands. Those who wanted to destroy the King of Slaughter and revenge were lost. The back of this killer organization is intricate, and the sword masters among them are even more unfathomable.

Wang Ting even gave out harsh words to Haiguo, wanting to abduct the most beautiful dragon mother empress to become the eldest lady of the Wang Ting.

In this Luo Shulou incident, the strongest assassin who killed the royal court was also dispatched.

They got a list and kept it at a fixed location outside Luoshu Tower. As long as the figures on the list appeared, the Killing King Court was obliged to kill them.

But they didn't know that the biggest backer behind them, Luoshu Tower, one of the fourth floors of Zhongtu, had already been destroyed.

The tower of God stood for a thousand years and collapsed overnight. No one would believe it.

When the king's killer was dispatched to intercept the two rainbow shadows in the sky, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia didn't explain anything, and directly ran into them with sword shadows.

The killer lurking on the cliff has entered the Purple Court many years ago. He is known as one of the sword masters by the Killing King Court. In these years, he has crossed several floors and killed powerful enemies. He is a legend in the King Court. The person of color, the person killed by him, the sword wound is always behind.

But in recent years, he feels that his strength has reached a bottleneck. He felt that he needed to kill another way, he had to break through himself and cut off the enemy's head in the front.

When Bai Hong came through the air from the direction of Luo Shulou, the long-lost blood in his heart was stirred.

He knew that he must be the fugitive who was expelled from Luoshu.

The killer walked out of the shadows, not a sword in his hand, but a big knife. Spiritual power poured into the broad sword, and the blade's blade was dazzling like a round of sun, venting the upright and bright atmosphere.

This is something he has never had before.

Ning Changjiu stared at the person blocking the road, and the figure charged away. As soon as he waved his empty hand, the surrounding gale poured into the palm of his virtual grip. The golden crow inside his body neighed, and the sun gathered at him and splashed. On the sword formed by Changfeng, it splashed into a bright brilliance.

Ning Changjiu is holding an epee like a heavy sword, slashing it in the air, and the sword cut through the air. The blade formed by the wind instantly releases a strong wind like a mountain whistling and a tsunami. The violent wind is like the rage of a monarch, with his back facing the sun , It is like a deity falling from the sun swinging a sword.

The killer raised his head, and he was shocked to find that the light from his sword was instantly taken away by the opponent, eclipsing him.

Years of experience as a killer made him suppress his fear. He focused on the opponent's vitals, held a sword like a knife, and slashed it down.

But Ning Changjiu's sword was too fast, the wind sword swept away the killing intent of the opponent's blade, the sword aura cut through the burning charcoal like a sharp edge, and the falling sparks flew in the squally wind.

The wind sword was wrapped in fireworks, and the fire was scattered and exploded.

Ning Changjiu's figure did not stop, and continued to swept forward.

The killer stood there, his head cut off.

He walked into the light for the first time, and then stayed in the light forever.

On the other side, Lu Jiajia has also received his sword.

The body of another sword master fell behind her.

In the Luoshu world, Si Ming is almost critical of her training, and if she is careless, she will be given a reprimand, and she has great psychological pressure. So at this moment, even if the sword master is only three floors lower than himself, his sword is already full of flaws in her eyes, enough to kill in a single blow.

Xue Chang flew out of the cliff, and the wind was facing her. Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married one after another, and rushed into the encircling circle preset by the Slaughter King Court.

This is the last cry of the Luo Shulou forces.

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The mountain peaks are connected to the ancient city, one after another, the breath of killing clashes from time to time, and each eruption is enough to melt the ice and snow on the entire peak.

Those are interceptions from outside Luoshulou.

This was Luo Cangsu's prior preparation. Now they are guarding outside the Luoshu Tower. They don't know the news that Luo Cangsu is dead, and they are still waiting to become ministers who serve the true monarch of the world in the future.

Ning Changjiu's sword is getting faster and faster, and Lu Jiajia's moves are becoming more and more mellow. They no longer pursue any swordsmanship, and take the path of killing with one blow, but this is in line with the Tianyu Jianjing One hit kills is different, that kind of kill tricks are mostly used in adversity, and they are now used when the spirit, spirit and realm are crushed.

The corpse of a killer fell down the mountain, ruining the sea of ​​clouds.

After going through the five peaks and four cities, Slaughter Wang Ting dare not stop.

The real sword-killing lord of the Wang Court stands in the grassy cottage on the mountainside. He is already a half-step and five-way powerhouse. He has the confidence to intercept them and kill them, but in the end he did not produce a sword.

After they were gone, he drew his sword and pierced his arm.

I have suffered some injuries, there will always be an explanation...

For such troublesome people, leave it to Dianhuan Sect to deal with. Dianhuan Sect has two great monks of the five realms, they are elders of the Dongfu who live in Xuanming Mountain.

Those two cultivators even have half-step five steps, but how can they be true opponents of the five steps?

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The sword formation of Killing Xianlou has been activated.

In the mountain and sea plate of Bianhuan Sect, those two white lights are drawn into long thin lines in the mountain and sea plate.

The sword formation of Killing Xianlou aimed at the source of the two sword lights.

Said Xianlou has not yet entered the field of vision, but Ning Changjiu and Lu married have already felt the huge murderous intent.

This kind of murderous intent is like a hare walking through the grass and trees, and suddenly feels the arrow aimed at him in the wind and snow. Although the arrow had never vibrated, the killing intent had already hooked the heart, as if as long as the arrow was shot, the heart would burst through with the iron arrow.

The invisible sword formation has moved.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married looked at each other in the air, their bodies sinking abruptly.

Jin Wufei broke his eyebrows and gave out a grand and dazzling light.

On the mountain and sea plate, the golden light also lit up, interfering with the judgment of Shaxianlou.

The old man in charge of Killing Xianlou frowned. He stroked his beard, pointed an old finger at the sand pan, and covered his fingers with golden light.

In the invisible world, a huge sword fell from the sky and hit the center of the golden light.

Boom!

The explosive gas ring suddenly spread.

Among the golden light, a huge palm stretched out, directly pinching the sword that fell in the sky, and violently crushing it.

That was Shura's hand.

The golden light concealed his figure, and Shura's huge palm was the size of a house, piercing through Guanghua one by one, swinging his fists at the swords that rained down.

In Ning Changjiu’s mind, Qiu Ziguan’s soaring sword, and Li Heyun’s dragon-slashing sword flickered in the sea of ​​knowledge at the same time. Luoshu is fake, but history is real. The swords of the five peaks are meant to My mind was turbulent, and the Taoism buried deep in the memory of what I had cultivated in my previous life was also unearthed, all turned into a flying sword shadow.

Walking in Luoshulou in the collapsed world, the depression that may die away at any time is released at this moment.

The darkness of Killing Xianlou was like a black cloud. Before the darkness fell, under the wings of the Golden Crow, the arc of the sword light had already taken the lead.

The old man no longer hesitated, he could feel that these two arrogant people who knew their lives were about to crash into the building.

The sword intent is pouring out, like ten thousand arrows.

The dark sword shadow is like an insect shadow oppressing the upper pupil.

But there is no darkness that can't be broken by the three-legged golden crow.

Ning Changjiu sheltered his body with the body of Shura, carrying dozens of completely different sword intents into the sky, and the authority of time unfolded at the same time, pulling the arrow down at full speed.

Lu Jiajia was ready for a long time. She withdrew away from the scope of time authority, and moved a sword and spirit that can be called a magic weapon. This corrosive force is like the rust that steel can't escape, and the sword aura has been swept away by large swaths. Earth erosion reversed.

Lu Jiajia Ning stands in the sky, with one hand pointing in front of the eyebrow, and the other hand under the palm. The Sea of ​​Consciousness, which had absorbed the essence of Luoshu, became even more acclaimed and expansive, and even reflected the shadows of the sky full of swords in it.

The woman came first, and Xue Chang went up against the sky with an insect-like sword energy, but instead slammed into the Shaxianlou.

This building, which claims to be able to kill any cultivator in the Purple Garden Realm, encountered such a huge obstacle for the first time.

Lu Jiajia flew over the Xueya Suspension Bridge with a sword, and the ascetics guarding the suspension bridge stepped aside.

The snow on the cliff was chopped up instantly.

Sword rain fell and washed the entire building.

The mountains and seas were broken, and Shaxianlou was paralyzed.

Lu Jiajia stood on the top of the building with a toe point, confronting the ascetics coming from all over.

Those cultivators still don’t understand why these two lunatics dared to enter the sect, not to mention that Dianhuan Sect is one of the eight great gods in the world, not to mention that behind them, they rely on the world’s invincible Luo Shulou... …

When Lu Jia married and stood with a sword, Ning Changjiu, dressed in white and carrying the body of Shura, has already broken into the building.

The broken mountain and sea disk was halved by a sword.

A forward sword spirit chopped up the old man's gray hair.

Outside the building, the cave mansion of Xuanming Mountain shook violently.

The door of the cave house slowly opened, and the loud and majestic voice came out like a bell: "Who dares to trespass into the mountain without authorization?"

The snow all over the mountain shattered.

The horned deer stepped out of the snow, and the white crane came over the pine.

In the faint cave mansion, the silhouettes of two old men are outlined. They all enter the five realms, and the innate spirits of the deer and the crane have also been cultivated to the point of being almost indestructible.

"Xuanming Mountain?"

Siming, who had returned from the peak of the Tribulation, also went to the outside of Bianhuanzong. Her snow feet were bare on the snow, her black clothes and silver hair were as usual, but it was like the weather, and her neck was covered with a soft and beautiful fox Bladder.

"There is an old friend." Si Ming said as he walked away on the snow.

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