Beyond the Divine States Chapter 296: : The new overlord

The Hades is like an island built of stones in a sea of ​​darkness. There are endless abysses on all sides of the palace.

Ning Xiaoling fell into the abyss.

She always holds Shen Tu, or Shen Tu holds her hand, and the rainbow light that envelopes her is like a sword-blade armor, and the remnant soul of the feathered snake is easily solved.

But thousands of remnant souls swept over him like a tide, and it was hard to resist. They are knives roaring in the spiritual world, cutting the sea of ​​spirit into fragmented wounds.

Ning Xiaoling's consciousness was invaded by darkness, and her figure was lonely, like snow blowing in the wind.

Ning Xiaoling gritted her teeth and tried her best to stab the blade.

On the end of the blade, the remnant soul of Mu Lingtong was pierced, and she also made a scream that shattered her heart and soul, and her last soul was slowly dissipated in the red light of Shentu.

The fish king is holding the **** pillar of the Underworld Hall, but its body is too small, and its open hands are not enough to hold the **** pillar. The poems and diary in front of me revolved in the line of sight, it was pulled off the pillar by the strong wind, and fell into the abyss together.

……

This is what Ning Xiaoling and Yuwang did, everything that happened.

But in the real hall, the beautiful corpse of the Dragon Mother is still sitting on the throne, silent like a frozen beauty.

Ning Xiaoling held the Shentu, laying horizontally on her knees. She was sitting in front of the first step in front of the throne, her white skirt was quietly draped over her ankles, revealing a piece of white and tender calf, the slender eyelashes were slightly curled, not trembling at all, and also calm and frozen.

The fish king is lying under the pillar, and the poems on it are still beautifully engraved, or the correct or scribbled writing is like an eye.

Where is the abyss behind the temple?

It turns out that when the previous battle that symbolized death began, everything they had experienced was drawn into the spiritual world. Just like the Luoshu world, what they are in at this moment is also the sea of ​​spirit.

When Mingjun was alive, he was the strongest person with a well-deserved spiritual power.

The flesh cannot return to the ocean of death, only the spirit can return. The carrier of the spirit is what people call the soul.

Before the underworld shattered, the spirits of all those who had passed away wandered forever in this sea of ​​stars.

They would have been brought back to the star named Pluto by Hades, and they will live forever in that world.

This is what Mingjun said in his long poem, "From now on, the darkness will no longer be lonely."

……

In the sea of ​​broken spirits, Mu Lingtong died on the blade and returned to the sea of ​​spirits. Ning Xiaoling's spirit also fell into the sea of ​​darkness called "Purgatory."

At this moment, Ning Xiaoling's state is "soul out of the body".

The longer it takes to get out of the body, the connection between the soul and the body that carries the spirit will weaken. When the spirit and the body are completely separated, the soul of Ning Xiaoling will never be able to return to his body.

In purgatory, disasters come and the earth is turned upside down.

Her face is quiet, like a lonely watchman, waiting for someone to wake her up.

……

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In the Sect of the Underworld, this earth-shaking battle has penetrated three mountain peaks, and even smashed most of the cave gates of the horned deer and white crane.

The White Crane who fought with Simein's sword fell to the wind when Simein slashed the mountain and sea. After Si Ming chased and fought hard, he could only be exhausted to parry and could not find room for counterattack.

Siming waved around, Bai Xue surrounded her body, Wan Jian was shining, she was chasing the White Crane True Monarch among the several great peaks, her figure shrouded and lighter than a crane.

The authority of the five realms kept colliding, the space penetrated for it, the void was cracked for it, their silhouettes shuttled between the virtual and the real, and the sky was full of snow, but nothing could fall on them.

Now it's in the middle of winter and the mountains are full of snow and wind. This should be the best time to release the realm of Baihe Zhenjun.

But he found that the other party was not affected at all in his own ice, and he still walked in the leisurely courtyard.

How can this be...

True Monarch Baihe couldn't figure it out anyway, even if Luo Cangsu's relatives came and used the authority of the eternal night, I'm afraid he couldn't do this?

In Zi Ting, in addition to spiritual power and diligence in the realm, the biggest reliance on the five ways is authority. And his authority was abolished abruptly...

Even if his heart is tough, this unexpected blow is still an indelible shadow on his mind.

"Don't draw your sword yet?" Si Mingqing asked coldly.

In front of Zhenjun Baihe, in the empty wind and snow, the figure of Si Ming suddenly appeared. Her appearance was ethereal and mysterious, without the slightest sense of abruptness, like a plum protruding from the snow, she held it empty Holding the sword, carrying the sky full of wind and snow, fell again.

The White Crane True Monarch has a robe sleeve, and the frozen domain freezes all around. His figure transforms into a crane, digging into the open void in front of him.

Si Ming shook his head lightly.

The slowing down of the freezing time was easily reversed by her.

The mountain whispered like a tsunami of snow smashing into the void somewhere.

The figure of True Monarch White Crane fleeing into the air was smashed out abruptly. The figure of Si Ming resembled electricity and a floating feather. His jade fingers came through the snow and pointed directly at the crane's forehead.

True Monarch Baihe was hit by the previous sword and lost his balance.

The finger that was clicked was like the night, and True Monarch White Crane couldn't see anything. There was only a skeleton of a crane in front of him—that skeleton was his own!

His eyes seemed to have crossed the long river of time and saw his own death.

The horror of death is heartbreaking.

He transformed from a crane and pulled out the reed flower from the skirt of his clothes.

Reed flowers are like snow.

The White Crane Zhenjun turned the crane again under the cover of Lu Xue. His body took the initiative to disarm, and the body made of feathers spread out, turning into a real heavy snow of goose feathers, blending with the snow of heaven and earth.

His figure is missing.

This is True Monarch White Crane's escape method by pressing the bottom of the box. Every time it is used, the cost is very high, but he is confident, even in the same realm, there is still no trace.

Siming expanded his spiritual consciousness and did not see him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The ability to hold down the box in the five realms is really extraordinary.

She was too lazy to search, and her figure turned into a streamer, flashing to the cave of Xuanming Mountain.

No matter what tactics the other party uses, it is this cave mansion who has to escape in the end. She just keeps the door and treats others.

The true monarch Baihe is hidden in the wind and snow, and he dare not show up if he has a body, and he can't go back to a house.

Si Ming looked at another battlefield.

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiajia joined forces to produce swords. Their tacit understanding is high, and they know each other's swordsmanship, so they work together almost seamlessly. Although the "destruction" of the horned deer really showed all their flaws, they cooperated with each other and made up for it, and they really formed a defense that was difficult to break.

Si Ming watched Lu Marry's sword and nodded slightly.

Well, the sword moves and the sword intent have been melded, and the talent is really good, of course, it is better to train yourself properly.

It's just that Si Ming watched them cooperate so tacitly, and there was always an inexplicable displeasure.

Although Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiama successively planted the slave pattern, the original design of the slave pattern was based on the oppression of the slave by the slave owner. As long as the opponent still resists or criticizes, she will use the slave pattern to make her surrender. .

This is an oppression of unequal personality.

But Ning Changjiu married Lu's slave pattern, and more of them are not at ease with themselves. They are not for oppression and enslavement, but for guard.

Si Ming is dissatisfied with this, but she herself must admit that their guard is indeed right. If there is no such slave mark, her revenge will really begin... Thinking of Lu Jiajia so cute and loving The corner of her lips curled up slightly when the little fairy was being bullied by herself.

As for Ning Changjiu...

Si Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn't tell her feelings for him, let alone what kind of person he was... let's be regarded as a person.

In short, the gods and relatives in the eyes of outsiders are all her own things in her eyes.

She wants to subdue them and make it her own private possession.

This is also the reason why she feels upset when she sees that they are in harmony as one.

Of course, if this evil idea is known to Ning Changjiu's marriage with Lu Jia, she will inevitably be humiliated by the joint efforts.

"Hmph, when I was bullying myself, I was majestic. Now I have encountered an outsider, and the fight is so hard...shameful." Si Ming snorted slightly resentfully.

True Monarch Baihe couldn't hide, so she stood in front of the cave and slashed at True Monarch Horned Deer.

True Monarch Horned Deer was shocked and looked at the place where the killing intent suddenly rose.

The wind and snow turned into a sword.

The sword pierced into the area of ​​destruction.

The pupils of the horned deer shrank suddenly.

"No flaws? How could it be?" Horned deer exclaimed in an incredible way.

Si Ming hummed coldly, and the clergyman of Xindao was alive and flawless. Even the slave pattern, um...following the beauty of symmetry, where is the depth that your horned deer can recognize?

The horned deer was forced to straighten his right sleeve and pulled out plum blossoms that looked like iron.

This is his natal magic weapon.

Si Ming stared at the plum blossom and said, "It turned out to be a sika deer."

The killing intent was furious in the horned deer eyes.

Si Ming's words seem to be ridiculous, but in fact it directly points to the source of his authority.

He was originally a sika deer, but in order to fit the power of destruction, he took off all the plum blossoms on his body.

Incompleteness is damage.

You can only hurt yourself first before hurting others.

This is one of his greatest secrets. What is the origin of this woman...? Which big country did not suppress the monsters under the capital?

Countless plum blossoms bloomed instantly on the Fengxue Great Sword stabbed by Si Ming.

Hongmei disassembled the sword into snow.

Snowflakes are falling.

But at the same time, Ning's long-lasting Shura Dharma body is also pressing like a mountain. True Monarch Horned Deer was distracted to deal with Si Ming, avoiding it, was hit by Shura's golden fist and crashed into the rock wall at high speed.

The moment Shura's Fashen shot, Ning Changjiu had already tapped his sword.

Jian Xiao Hanguang, the landing point was exactly where his figure fell.

The sword is unstoppable.

In front of True Monarch Horned Deer, red plums are in full bloom, like a blooming plum forest, blocking the sword from coming.

Lu Jia marries and treads snow like a sword, passing by Ning Changjiu's side, and on the side of the snow garment, the white shadow is like a peacock, each sword aura is exquisite and translucent, like the heaven and the earth personally cast.

The sword shadow danced into a circle on the side of Lu Jiajia's soft clothes.

She stood in the air, and every time this circle danced, a sword turned into a streamer and shot towards the horned deer king.

Siming no longer watched the fire from across the bank.

She pointed out the sword. When she pointed her finger, the sword was no more than the size of a needle. It kept getting bigger during the flight. When she reached the front of the horned deer, it was already a deadly epee.

The horned deer was so tired that he roared at Fengxue: "You want to watch me die?"

True Monarch Baihe still didn't show up.

True Monarch Horned Deer noticed that his breath had disappeared in the Emperor Huanhuan Sect, and knew that he had abandoned the Dongfu and escaped completely.

The horned deer king fell into despair.

He stared at the three of them and asked, "Why did you kill me?"

The most able-bodied Si Ming said: "In the case of Luoshulou, since you are a participant, you should bear the consequences."

"Luoshulou..." True Monarch Antler asked: "Where is Luo Cangsu?"

Simming said: "Don't think about it, he is dead and can't save you. Originally, if you colluded and planned with Luo Shulou, and talked about it in detail, maybe I could still consider keeping you. A fate, but unfortunately now...I have no patience to listen."

The expression of True Monarch Horned Deer was shocked, and he had no time to judge the authenticity of Si Ming's words. This beautiful woman who looked like a demon but looked like a demon had appeared in front of him in a trance.

There are countless plum blossoms between them.

This plum blossom is both vitality and death. It blooms and fails between them. Withering and rebirth, it blends into a mysterious space. Apart from the natural law of blooming and declining, nothing can penetrate.

Si Ming looked at the plum that was repeatedly blooming and withering, and a piece of jade-like fingers fell into the swaying red plum, the jade color was crystal clear.

Whether it is rebirth or death, this process has not escaped the line of time after all.

She merges with the red plum, feeling its birth and death, and then breaks this perception with the plum blossom.

"Don't kill me!" True Monarch Horned Deer looked at this jade-colored finger, as if looking at the executioner's sword, and he said in horror: "I would like to serve you as the Lord, and take the three hundred years of accumulation of Dianhuan Sect. The greatest secret and all the secrets I know about Tianzang or other gods, all secrets are given..."

Siming doesn't like these.

The jade finger pushes forward.

The horned deer king turned into a deer again.

He fell on the edge of the cliff, blood like corpses on his snow-white fur.

A little bit of blood, better than a plum blossom.

……

"Sect Master Dianhuan is dead, True Monarch White Crane is hibernated and dare not go out, there should be no big obstacles in the way forward." Si Ming said: "You go to Ancient Lingzong first, and I will see one at the bottom of Xuanming Peak. My old friend, I will look for you later."

"Old friend?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled.

Si Ming gave a hum, and said: "It is said that after the Wasteland King was killed by the Kingdom of God, he was suppressed here. The Wasteland King was the strongest giant of the Waste Clan at the time. He was born in the Northern Wilderness and knew some wild river dragons. I will ask about sparrow’s old things, and prepare for the possible war in the future."

Ning Changjiu's expression slightly changed: "The Wild River Dragon Sparrow?"

Si Ming sneered: "Well, I know that one is likely to be your mother-in-law. But the deity is ruthless and must be guarded."

Ning Changjiu's mind immediately showed Zhao Xiang'er's cold and proud face... He didn't know when he met in the new year, but with the protection of the Suzaku Kingdom of God, it was always safe to think about it.

Lu Jiajia looked at the fox in his neck and asked curiously: "What is this for?"

Siming explained: "Back then, an eight-tailed female fox incarnates the enchanting evildoer that enchants the country, bewitching a country's emperor, cutting the heart of a loyal official and swallowing it. That heart is the exquisite heart of seven orifices. The demon fox got this. Behind the heart, the ninth tail was born, and she reached the peak of the five realms, and almost soared. But she trapped good officials and caused turmoil in many countries. After all, she could not escape the death of Shen Guozhen. Back then... a priest chased and killed nine. The tailed demon fox reached the middle-earth Tongjie Peak, and Nine Tails could not escape, and was killed under the Shenfeng. Her seven-orifice exquisite heart was dissected away, leaving only a complete skin."

"Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart?" Ning Changjiu immediately remembered the scene of Si Ming's back stabbing to death at night: "The priest you are talking about is..."

It doesn’t seem to be stupid... Si Ming nodded proudly, and said: “Well, in short, this divine fox body is reserved for Ning Xiaoling. If it is a last resort, Ning Xiaoling’s soul will have nowhere to go. , You can throw it into the body of this divine fox for a while."

The soul has nothing to return...Ning Changjiu looked at the skin of the nine-tailed demon fox and nodded solemnly.

Si Ming doesn’t have deep feelings for Ning Xiaoling. Her green fingertips sink into the fluffy fox fur, stroking the softness of her neck, thinking that if that time comes Ning Xiaoling will really be stuffed into this **** fox. In her body, before she has restored her body, can she hang it around her neck and act as a fox scarf to repay her life-saving grace...

Thinking about this, I only wanted to help Si Ming by the way, so I added a lot of expectations.

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Si Ming followed Xuanming Mountain all the way down, breaking through several natural barriers with strength, and finally pierced the peak and came to the bottom of the mountain.

Huge iron fences criss-cross, firelight illuminates this dim space, and the handwriting of the golden forbidden charm is scribbled, and at first glance it is written by the gods.

Si Ming walked slowly across the icy ground with bare snow feet, her figure stopped in front of the iron fences, and in a blink of an eye, she appeared behind the iron fences again. This seemed to be a very short time, but in fact it cracked the forbidden curse of several immortals.

She has studied all of these immortal curses, and both are the ones who tie and untie the bells.

She came to the deepest bottom of Xuanming Mountain.

This is where the Wasteland King was suppressed.

Siming looked at the giant whose body was nailed into the rock wall in the iron prison, and said coldly: "Wake up."

The Wasteland King actually opened his eyes.

"Who... are you...who?" His words were slow.

Simming said: "Don't care who I am, I am your former enemy, now your ally. While you are still alive, give me the stone monument from the beginning."

"Why...why...?" The Wasteland King opened his eyes.

He is a real giant, his body is as strong as a tamed giant elephant of the Wasteland Tribe, and his life is in front of him, only the size of a palm of his hand.

But even if he has become a prisoner, the breath of life is weak. But she still has the inherent awe of Si Ming.

Simming said: "Five hundred years are about to pass. The saint is not far from death. After his death, no one can shelter you anymore. You are all going to die... I know that one of the seven stone monuments in the early days was in you In hand, that is the suicide note of a certain god."

The Wasteland King moved his throat like a rock pillar: "Why should I trust you?"

Si Ming said: "You should be able to feel that the saint's breath is getting weaker and weaker. You don't want to die in silence for so many years, right?"

The Wasteland King was silent.

After a long time, the Wasteland King said: "It is a part of me. If it is gone, I will die."

Si Ming sighed.

Sure enough...

She said lightly: "When will you figure it out, when will I come to you."

The Wasteland King asked before she left: "You...do what we did not finish that year?"

Siming's dark figure hides in the gloom, she said: "It hasn't been decided yet. But you also know that there is no second saint in the world. He didn't do it back then, which means that the road is dead."

The Wasteland King’s voice is slow and heavy: "The saint has done his best...It is us, not strong enough."

Si Ming sighed silently: "I can't break through the sky."

The Wasteland King is born with supernatural power, so he is even more unable to understand: "The cage is above his head. If the force is unbreakable, what can be broken?"

Si Ming said: "I don't know."

I know the sea, but there are thunder and lightning cracking clouds.

The snow-white figure appeared again, like a clear moon hanging high in the sky. She couldn't remember the other's face, but she always remembered the sword—it didn't seem to be a sword, nor a small mountain like the sea. Imagery, but... the whole moon.

The only person who is afraid of the "infinite" **** is instant killing.

The Lord was killed instantly.

This is a scene she will never forget forever.

That woman... If she was also involved in the war five hundred years ago... Or was she actually involved?

The Secretary can't help but think about it.

She added to the Wasteland King before leaving: "Maybe someone knows the answer."

The Wasteland King asked again: "Who is the goddess like you now following?"

Si Ming thought about Ning Changjiu's appearance. Although she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deceive herself after all.

She told her instincts.

"What I am chasing is the destiny."

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Hurrying to the side of Ancient Lingzong, although there are occasional twists and turns, there is no real danger.

Si Ming met the Wasteland King, so he wrapped in a fox fur scarf and rushed to the Ancient Spirit Sect together.

She arrived a few days earlier than Ning Changjiu and Lu married.

The ancient Lingzong was shrouded in the air of the nether, in the nether, day and night, only the endless dusk.

Si Ming broke through the Nether barrier and came to this Shenzong located in the southeast of Middle-earth.

The ancient Lingzong occupies a vast area, and there are ten peaks pointing directly to the sky.

Between the big peaks, the cold wind lingers like a sword.

For her arrival, the misfortune was immediately noticed.

The sovereign in a black robe arrived instantly.

Black robe vs. black robe.

Si Ming spoke directly, telling what happened to Mu Lingtong in Luoshulou.

The misfortune was silent for a long time, and Luo Shulou's affairs were more tortuous than I thought...

He stopped in front of Si Ming and said: "No matter what, this is my clan's private affair, so no one can intervene."

Siming said coldly: "As the lord, offering sacrifices to Manfeng, is this also the responsibility of the lord?"

Cause calmly said: "Your realm is quite high, but you and I are the same five realms, even if you want to penetrate the landscape here, you can't tell the victory or defeat, why bother me? Is it possible that you are a hero Righteous?"

Si Ming said: "Don't make it difficult for you, I only come to find one person, hand over that person, and I will leave immediately."

"Who?"

"A disciple."

"Disciple?"

"Well, my name is Ning Xiaoling."

Misfortune was silent again.

"What's the matter?" Si Ming said coldly.

Wao said: "Unfortunately, that disciple is not in the clan now."

"Not in the clan?"

"Yeah." The misfortune was not concealed, and Ning Xiaoling briefly explained what Ning Xiaoling had done.

Ning Changjiu guessed right, that little girl really has the power of Mingjun...

Siming looked around and said like a knife: "It's no wonder that the sacrifice formation is stagnant. It turns out that it was filled by the life of the little girl."

Walking said: "I said, this is a private matter of the sect. You have broken the rules by trespassing in my sect."

Si Ming sensed the breath, looked at the direction of Jiuyou Hall, and said, "Is the Underworld there?"

Besides the black robe of misfortune, murderous aura overflows: "The Ancient Spirit Sect is rarely peaceful now. I will never allow you to step into the forbidden land."

"Forbidden area?" Si Ming's eyes narrowed.

The misfortune sensed the killing intent, and he also drew out the Netherworld Immortal Sword, and said: "That's where I live. If anyone is allowed to set foot, then the Ancient Lingzong will be removed from Middle Earth today."

"Oh? Really?" Si Ming's soft lips were silently covered with frost.

……

A few days later, Ning Changjiu and Lu got married.

"You are finally here." Si Ming looked at their tired faces and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu had a foreboding.

Si Ming said: "I have figured out the general situation, let me follow."

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jia married anxiously behind her.

Unobstructed along the way.

Lu Jiajia asked: "Why is there no one to stop?"

Si Ming said calmly: "Now I am the new lord of the Ancient Lingzong, of course I come and go freely."