Beyond the Divine States Chapter 30: : Sixteen years of wind and snow, the rain stops and the fireworks are exhausted
She is obviously not Zhao Xianger, where did Zhao Xianger go?
The woman stood, trembling uncontrollably, but her eyes were calm as death: "My name is Tang Yu, the sugar word has no rice, and the rain is precarious."
The old fox stared at her, thinking of something in his heart like a flash of light. The previous palace formation suddenly withdrew. At first he thought it was Lu Jiajia who did it, but then he was nailed into a pit and he clearly saw Lu Jiajia. It appeared from the temple...
He didn't think much about it at the time. At this moment, it seems that there is another person who closed the palace. That person has already been waiting in the palace and replaced her identity the moment Zhao Xianger entered the palace.
That woman is Tang Yu in front of her.
But what did Zhao Xianger do for? Four keys were swallowed by herself, where else could she go?
Tang Yu waited quietly for death, but he did not wait long.
The old fox just now really wanted to kill this woman with anger, but when he was about to do it, he suddenly lost his mind.
He saw Zhao Xianger!
Of course, Zhao Xianger did not appear in front of him. The reason why he could see it was because all of his souls were conscious of understanding and sharing vision.
He... saw Zhao Xianger in the body of the underground palace!
A woman in a black dress dragged an ancient sword to the underground palace. The blade cut across the ground of the underground palace, and the long thread was like a stretch of hair.
Her exquisite little face is as pale as paper at the moment, and her eyes are as clear as white mountains and black water, but there is unconcealable arrogance.
This morning, in the underground palace, when the old fox met her for the first time, he stretched out the top of the sky and the earth, and released the coercion against her with an absolute crushing realm. Now at night, the body of the old fox When I saw her again, I couldn't help trembling.
"I said we will see you again soon." Zhao Xiang'er's mouth curled up slightly, her smile was as light as petals floating in spring water, but her voice was full of exhaustion.
The old fox didn't answer, he just understood Zhao Xianger's plot now.
It turned out that it was this moment that she had been waiting for. She tried her best to get the four keys, no doubt in her heart, and couldn’t wait to release the four souls. Instead, it was his body in the underground palace, only left Two poor remnants.
This is his weakest time, the weakest time in five hundred years!
He also recognized the sword in Zhao Xianger's hand.
It was the sword held by the immortal back then, but now it was supposed to be enshrined in the Jiazi Temple, but it appeared in the hands of this girl for some reason.
Upstairs in Xiantian City, he once asked Zhao Xianger why he didn't use the fairy sword against him. Zhao Xianger was unwilling to control the sword...
Now it seems that it is a lie at all. This fairy sword from the past has been smuggled out of the Jiazi Temple, and now it has come into her hands.
He had no intention of guessing about her specific plan, because the girl had seriously raised the sword and cut it directly at herself.
This fairy sword has a natural overwhelming victory for him. Even if a child raises and slashes at him, he will be jealous, not to mention that he is now a girl who is more like a monster than himself.
The four souls can't be rescued even at the peak of the Purple Court.
In the main hall, in Tang Yu's eyes, the fire in the entire hall began to sway, and the lights of all palace lanterns began to burn in an unimaginable posture, as if to exhaust the brilliance in an instant.
The old fox clearly possessed god-like power, but at this moment, his body was electrocuted, trembling madly, and his expression was truly frightened.
In the underground palace, Zhao Xianger has already cut his first sword.
The old fox's body kept running around on the walls of the stove, but he was trapped in it after all, where can he escape?
And if the spirit of the main body dies, then the four paths are equivalent to rootless duckweed. No matter how strong it is, it will be the end of the dust!
Zhao Xianger laughed happily.
After cutting out the first sword, she cut out the second sword along the way, and the sword gas hit the wall of the furnace, making a pleasant sound like playing a bronze musical instrument.
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Strongs of sword qi burst out of the air, as fast as an arrow, and in the end, all rivers returned to the sea, and thousands of rivers fought to flow, one by one accurately broke through the condensed body of the old fox's soul.
Zhao Xiang'er cuts more and more happily, as if what she was holding was not a sword but an axe. The old fox was an old tree. She was still chopping and chopping, so that the branches were cut off. Yemu was messy, scarred from chop.
Time seems to have gone back a hundred years ago. The old fox fled from the western country and was chased by the fairy. At that time, the fairy fell his sword in the clouds, and his sword was like thunderous rain.
At this moment, it has been a hundred years, the immortal took the yellow crane early, and the terrible woman in the Qianyu Palace is no longer in the palace.
Even if Zhao Xianger has the means, he is young after all. If he can get out at this time, it will be great...
Unfortunately, these hot thoughts were finally crushed into powder by the sword energy today.
The shadow of the old fox screamed frantically in the fire, letting out a mournful cry, and his four strands of spirits were even more damaged. At this moment, the body was cut almost to pieces. After the four spirits kept shaking, Almost all of them are scattered and cracked.
Tang Yu no longer hesitated, and ran away frantically outside the hall.
The old fox was shocked at this moment, his brain was blank, and his mind was even more vague. He has a realm of space, but he has no ability to display at all. He also ran out of the temple madly. At this moment, he doesn't care about any backlash. He just wanted to kill more people before the body and spirit were destroyed.
As soon as Tang Yu stepped out of the hall, an extremely powerful force directly hit her back. The robe she was wearing was completely devoid of spirituality, and the whole person flew up, fell to the ground heavily, and fainted. Died in the past.
The old fox didn't bother to confirm her life and death. He continued to rush forward. He wanted to rush into the city and burn the city with his karma.
And he didn't go too far, so he was forced to stop.
Lu Jiajia held the scabbard and stopped at the imperial palace wall that was supposed to be in ruins.
She originally wanted to escape back to the sect in the blue and white sedan chair, but after she got on the sedan chair, she finally turned back when she thought of the scene of the collapse of the city after she left.
She knew from the bottom of her heart that returning to the sect to report to the lord was just an excuse for her inner fear.
In the barbaric area of Nanzhou, the lord of the year, one person and one sword went deep into the devil's cave, fighting for a day and night, and the sky was full of demon clouds formed by the demon's spiritual power dissipating after death.
And now the Sect Master holds the Tianhe Pan in his hand, where the demon energy is so powerful that he can definitely see it even if he doesn't report it himself.
She has retired too many times in this imperial city. At this moment, she doesn't want to retreat any more. Suddenly, there is an impulse to martyrdom to get a clear sword heart.
The only regret is that her sword is not in her own hands at the moment.
And when the old demon fox rushed out frantically, she was taken aback for a while.
Is this... crazy?
Not waiting for Lu Jiajia to think, the demon fox has already arrived in front of him, and the two collided. The woman flew upside down, her feet gripping the ground trying to maintain her balance, but she still slipped by nearly a hundred feet.
This is the huge gap between Zi Ting and Chang Ming.
The demon fox opened a pair of bloodthirsty eyes and stared fiercely at Lu Marriage, seeming to say why you want to block my way?
He rushed like a wild fox, and countless fists in the world fell like rain, some were as hot as fire and some were as cold as ice. The ingenious Taoism that should have the beauty of balance became violent at this moment. Wrath like the sky is like a punishment from God.
The figure of Lu Jiajia shuttled through it, embarrassed. If the blue and white sedan chair had not helped her heal most of her injuries, she would have died at this moment.
The old fox was already crazy, and he also slammed her fist roughly with an unending will.
Lu Jiajia struggled to resist at first, and many times even had to be cut off by the other party's arms, but gradually, she found that the other party's strength seemed to be getting smaller and smaller...
She opened the sword eye and found that the old fox was steadily falling at a speed visible to the sword eye!
It was a cliff-like fall!
She didn't understand what happened, why the old demon fox went crazy for no reason, and kept falling for no reason.
In the underground palace out of her sight, the wailing sound has become smaller and smaller, and the spirit of the old fox has almost shrunk dozens of times. It is dying and fell into the fire, unable to avoid Zhao Xianger. Sword.
And Zhao Xianger was also exhausted, her sword-swinging hand was so tired that she almost lost consciousness. She didn't know how many swords she had cut, and how many swords she had hit.
Just as she raised the sword again, the old demon fox showed a self-deprecating smile.
"Little girl." He spoke hard, staring weakly at the girl in front of him, trying to tell something.
Zhao Xianger didn't even think about it, and struck another sword.
The old fox snorted, but insisted on continuing: "If you can see the saint in the future, tell him that the old man with red tail has been waiting for him. Although he has not waited for five hundred years, he will always believe that the saint He is a saint who can blaze a true path to heaven for the demon of the world!"
Zhao Xianger stabbed another sword and asked, "Who is the saint?"
The old fox suddenly has a sad face. If he is still there, he should be tearful at this moment.
He trembled all over. It was a real pain and desperation. It was even worse than he was about to die. He smiled miserably: "I don't remember... I only remember a saint, what he said to me I remember all of them, but I only can't remember his name and appearance..."
Zhao Xianger asked: "The saint...was obliterated?"
"Erase..." The old fox sighed faintly: "If the law of heaven and earth really obliterates him, then everyone in the world will forget him. Now I still remember that the saint is still alive... he has always been alive, even if he is The law of heaven and earth can't kill him either!"
Zhao Xianger dropped another sword and said: "Although I don't know what the law of heaven and earth is, but if the power of the hidden kingdom kills, who can escape?"
The souls of the old fox gathered and scattered, like a bonfire that was about to burn out. Listening to the girl’s words, he once again remembered the golden spear of the great **** general who was besieged and killed by the envoy of the original monarchy five hundred years ago. Penetrating the whole body through, the almost unstoppable power makes him feel trembling whenever he thinks about it.
But the old fox's expression remained firm, and his voice resounded in the underground palace again. The voice was solemn and pious, as if to say something more important and noble than his own life.
"Of course the saint will not die. He is the most powerful person in the world. There are many monsters like me in this world. We are killed and suppressed, even if we are turned into bones, and our souls are destroyed. I'm all remembering and waiting for the return of the saint. He has never deceived us. He didn't have it five hundred years ago. From now on, there will be no more than 10,000 years..."
Zhao Xianger listened calmly and nodded gently: "If there is a chance in the future, I will say hello to him on your behalf."
The old fox had a bleak smile and couldn't tell whether it was happiness or sadness: "Remember, my name is Red Tail Laojun! Don't say anything wrong..."
Zhao Xianger smiled indifferently: "I am an executioner, but not your messenger. No matter how touching your encounter with the saint, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just here to kill you now, if that day I really forgot, you can only blame yourself for dying today."
Speaking, she raised the sword again, splitting a sword aura.
The body of the old fox is torn apart.
"Four keys, two fairy swords..." His sudden burst of laughter echoed frantically throughout the underground palace, "Little girl, your mother is really amazing. It turns out that she spared my life back then. I want me to be your sharpening stone. This is really... a big handwriting."
His remaining soul is looming, squirming, and the voice has not stopped: "In this case, before I die, I will fulfill her wish again!"
Zhao Xianger turned a deaf ear to his crazy words.
Time is almost up...
Outside the ancient well, the bell in the imperial city rang again, long and loud.
The city is full of sadness.
That is the death knell.
The gates of heaven or the underworld seem to be slowly opening in the sound of bells.
She raised the sword for the last time and threw it directly in.
The sword seemed to have encountered some barrier, and it stagnated for a moment, but it was only for a moment. It plunged into the flame of the soul.
The main body of the old fox was completely shattered and could no longer be condensed, turning into a meager light, slowly rising in the furnace, and then exploding and disappearing.
The same goes for the old fox in the square.
The city is withered.
Zhao Xiang'er raised her head as if enjoying a firework.
What a beautiful firework.
For a long time...
In the imperial city, the endless rain stopped.
In the underground palace, the fireworks dissipated.
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(The first 30 chapters have been updated, the plot is now counted as a node~)
(ps: Recommend a friend’s novel, Bei Liao’s "I Am a Half-Demon": The road is long and its repairs are long, I am a half-demon, and I embark on the road of surpassing the gods.)