Beyond the Divine States Chapter 300: : You are such a brother

"I am the lord of purgatory, the orphan of the remnant country, the lord of the sea of ​​darkness, and the helm of the Nine Nether Palace...Do you know what you are doing to me? You are blasphemy! Those who will eventually fall into the deeper depths of hell, will be destroyed, and will fall into eternal calamity!"

The young girl was pressed on the throne by the golden Shura, her roar echoed in the hall of darkness, and the huge white bones behind her also squirmed.

It felt the girl's anger, opened a huge cone-shaped mouth full of hook-shaped sharp teeth, and made a deafening noise.

Shura raised his head, King Kong glared, and instead of looking at each other, he also let out a lion-like growl.

Shura is terrible, and the bone snake is also hideous.

"If the blasphemer would be condemned to death by the heavens, then those sitting on the thrones of the twelve gods should have been backlashed by the heavens long ago." Ning Changjiu said lightly.

Shura suppressed her firmly.

Every time the girl overflowed with the breath of the netherworld, Shura would stretch out her big hand mercilessly, pinch it out, and break it up.

The girl's expression is struggling, she is thinking about whether to mobilize the power of the entire netherworld to resist... After all, in addition to the way to escape from the sky, her brain also hides many... unknown secrets. .

If these secrets are violated, she will really do everything possible to kill this blasphemy young man.

But to discover the secrets deep in her heart is indeed one of Ning Changjiu's goals.

This girl claims to be Mingjun II. Regardless of whether she is true or not, she is the person who has obtained the ancient inheritance of Mingjun and sits on this Nether Throne. She should have inherited a lot of secret past stories about the deities of the early days in her mind.

She is like a living history book.

The past that he read through the book can complement what he saw and heard in Luo Shu, allowing him to see the truth of the world more clearly.

The fish king blushed and stared there, listening to the roar of the white bone feather snake and the golden body Shura confrontation, thinking that he has lived for thousands of years, and he has seen many big scenes. If you dare to kill the gods, see you Few, but this... is indeed the first time I have seen you.

It glanced at Ning Xiaoling next to her, thinking very responsibly that Xiaoling was still a child. If she woke up and knocked her out again, she couldn't let her see such a picture.

"You... let go..." The girl's dark pupils were penetrated by golden light, and her words were a little harder.

Ning Changjiu said nothing.

The gold pattern on his brows was like a sky eye, already shining into her sea of ​​consciousness, and she began to search for useful information.

Pictures come into my eyes.

"Am I the daughter of Mingjun, or am I the Mingjun himself? If it is the former, am I an orphan? If it is the latter, then I...is it a man or a woman? Alas, So annoying."

In the sea of ​​knowledge, a girl created by the Hades, holding her knees in the throne, pondering her origins.

"I don't remember anything...but it doesn't matter, there are still many books in the temple, I should be able to understand many things after reading it!"

"I can't read..."

"It's okay, you can learn slowly, there is time!"

"What clothes should I wear? The white ones seem to be very beautiful, but the black ones are a little better... Well, no one sees it anyway. What's the difference? How come there are menswear...menswear...well, me It must be Mingjun’s daughter. I can’t accept wearing such ugly clothes in my previous life!"

The girl sat in front of a mirror that almost filled the entire wall. She removed the menswear fabric and transformed it into a beautiful skirt. The snow-white calf is covered with scraps of cloth.

"So lonely."

"The count of one day is too short, there are five hundred and forty thousand days before the end...Five hundred and forty thousand...well, one hundred days are counted as one day, so that there are only five thousand and four hundred days before the end. Up!"

"It's still so long..."

"Come on at the end."

The girl sat in front of the deserted hall, propped her chin, looking lonely at the edge where her imagination could not extend.

"No, I can't be so depressed, I have to understand these words, and then start reading! Um... tomorrow."

One hundred days later...

"Today is in a bad mood, starting tomorrow."

The stele has been turned over for another day.

She doesn't know who set this doomsday countdown stone. What can be foreseen in the foreseeable day? So boring.

What a boring world.

I'm so lonely...Who will play with me...

"Doomsday or friends, which one will come first?"

She picked up the pen and wrote this sentence on the ground using the words she had understood at the beginning.

She stared for a long time, exclaiming in her heart. Thinking that he was worthy of being a poet in his previous life, and that he was born blue in this life.

"Oh, it's so boring, give yourself a husband!" The girl sighed with the cleverness of her thoughts.

She began to pinch people with her ghostly soul.

Pinching, she fell silent.

What kind of man... should he look like?

She kneaded her soul like a dough, squeezed a face, and when she came under her neck, she couldn't start. She stripped off her clothes, came to the big mirror, looked at herself for a long time, and finally pinched exactly the same with herself as a reference.

She didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, her husband must be the best-looking in the world. And she, she is the best-looking one she knows, it's always right to pinch herself!

She became more satisfied as she watched, and even had the urge to mass produce.

At that time, the dark sea that had been silent for a long time finally recovered, and countless souls plunged into this lonely country.

The scene of that day is always imprinted in my mind—the black sea above the land, the sea has broken through one hole after another, as the book says, the word “torrential rain” finally It reveals its true face, the soul is a school of pitch-black fish, falling from the sky and the sea, vast and magnificent. They didn't know where they came from, like rootless water washing on the ground, bringing sadness to the lonely underworld with the despair of death.

She finally has her own people.

……

Ning Changjiu flipped through the scenes of her knowledge of the sea.

Thousands of years have passed away.

After the black rainstorm, the fetal spirit well of the underworld was nourished again and began to nurture native creatures.

The girl is happy and afraid.

She learned about the outside world from some weak alien souls.

She began to look forward to it.

She sits in the Hades, and claims to be Hades, and begins to rule over her own country-that was the time she was most worried about.

Girls have not known what cultivation is for nearly a thousand years, but only have some inherent magical powers.

She used these magical powers to bluff the ghosts and souls during the day, and cultivated as hard as ever before at night, slowly becoming more powerful.

Before Ning Chang arrived, the girl once felt that she was already very powerful, and even thought that if Ming Jun had such a powerful herself, she wouldn't be reduced to such an end.

Today she knew...It was only the underworld that was broken, so the spirits bred were too weak, and she was blessed by the power of the underworld, so she brought out an invincible world.

To this day, in the harmonious and warm Hades, she was finally beaten by this outsider.

The girl's slender hands seemed to break when twisted, her body struggling like a feather snake. Those black pupils polluted by golden light stared at the boy in front of him, ashamed and annoyed...well, they look pretty...no! What am I thinking!

The girl’s grief came from it. She knew that if Ning Changjiu flipped through these superficial memories, she would see the secrets peeped into the depths.

"If you dare to look down..." she said with difficulty: "I will never let you go!"

Ning Changjiu looked at her lonely life, and couldn't help but think of the quiet and indifferent years of cultivating in her previous life, and she was in a daze.

The sudden threat of the girl pulled back some of his thoughts, and he recovered from the confusion, realizing that he might soon be touching her hidden real secret.

The girl's consciousness is a sea.

His pupils are golden crows flying across the sea.

In the secluded sea, scenes after scenes are illuminated one after another.

"It is impossible for people to imagine a world without boundaries, so does the spirit used for imagination have boundaries? If the spiritual world has boundaries, how can I get past it?"

As time goes by, she thinks more and more deeply.

Under the underworld, the soul flowed endlessly, so her figure in the high seat of the underworld became more and more lonely.

"This count... is not right." The girl looked at the stone tablet and used her authority to change one hundred back to one. The unit of counting on the stone tablet changed, and the time measurement instantly expanded.

There are still 180,000 days before the end.

"The end is coming, who will save me."

Her mood is different from the past.

Next, the dark sea that had been silent for thousands of years finally opened, and a graceful figure, like a sinking ship in the sea, slowly fell from the dark sea.

The girl stared at her down.

The doomsday and friends, the latter comes first...

Ning Changjiu could feel the fluctuations in her mood—like a delicate flower blooming in the dark.

The memory behind is buried deeper, seemingly secret and unknown.

The girl who was crushed by Shura on the throne, her dark pupils filled with boundless killing intent.

Ning Changjiu understood.

Next is her inviolable secret.

What fell from the sea of ​​darkness was the wooden pupil who strayed into the underworld. I think she regarded Mu Lingtong as a friend, and told her many past events and secrets about the gods, and there should be a way to leave the hall of darkness.

The King Fish on the side looked at them seriously for a long time.

Does the foreplay take so long...You really deserve your name!

Ning Changjiu focused, and the consciousness arrow shaped like a golden crow plunged into the depths of the girl's sea of ​​consciousness, and the girl's body undulated and groaned softly.

She is the most secretive, the last thing she wants to let people know is illuminated by golden light, like the sky opened behind the clouds.

The girl bit her lips tightly, and thin and light bloodshots spilled out of her tender lips.

Her body began to tremble, and the blood of the knife in her hands became more intense.

He...he saw it all...

She felt dizzy.

Ning Changjiu was also silent.

It turns out...this is the secret she was talking about.

Ning Changjiu watched the weak and seriously injured Mu Lingtong being taken in by her and made friends.

That was the happiest time for the little girl in millennia. Mu Lingtong told her many things outside, a huge outline of a whole new world in her mind.

Next...they did some...

Hmm... the picture is very fragrant.

The girl knew where he saw, she was gnashing her teeth.

Ning Changjiu knew that she might be out of curiosity, but Mu Lingtong must want to take this opportunity to search for some authority related to Mingjun.

He originally wanted to tell her about this, to further wear down her determined mind. But thinking of the thin back figure that had been lonely for a thousand years in front of the Ming Palace, he sighed and didn't speak after all.

He closed his eyes and stopped looking at her secrets, only looking for things related to getting out of the underworld.

The girl became even more angry, and she thought about seeing it before she saw it. What do you pretend to be a gentleman? Not to mention closing your eyes, even if you dig out your eyes, it's the same!

The memory behind is that she secretly turned over the books for several days, then pretended to be omniscient and omnipotent, and confidently told Mu Lingtong how to get out of the underworld.

If he saw...

The girl thought to herself, if she took advantage and left, how could there be such a good thing? He is the Mingzhu in the palm of Mingjun, the second ancestor of Mingguo who should have been arrogant, and he must not lose the face of himself and Mingguo!

"Open your eyes!" The girl screamed.

As his consciousness approached that deep memory, the monstrous killing intent suddenly surged under him, and the entire underworld shook with the girl's words.

The original faint candle flame rose up instantly, like a torch in the dark, burning vigorously.

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes subconsciously.

She looked at the girl.

She originally wanted to use the power of the underworld to resist, but that cost was too great, and it might make the end come early.

If it were past, she would definitely not hesitate. But now... only three hundred days have passed.

She was really afraid that she would touch the root a little bit, and this number will give her the appearance of a goose egg willfully.

In desperation, she has a good plan.

Ning Changjiu looked at her and fell completely into silence—the girl turned into Ning Xiaoling again.

……

The King Fish was also stunned.

Now on the Nether Throne, it looks like Ning Changjiu is pressing Ning Xiaoling on the Nether Throne. Ning Xiaoling looks at him pitifully, biting his bloodshot lips, with an expression of resentment, that is white. His Taoist skirt is like a lotus flower in the beginning.

This...

Even if the fish king knew that Ning Xiaoling was pretending to be Mingjun, he was still filled with righteous indignation when watching Ning Changjiu oppressing her, and could not help but cursed: "Beasts are worse than beasts!" /

Yining's current state of mind for a long time shouldn't be blocked by this blind method.

But he and his junior sister have not seen each other for many years, and Mingjun's pitiful appearance is false.

She spoke softly and shouted as she had seen at the beginning of the year: "Brother...long time no see."

Ning Changjiu knew it was fake, so he replied: "Long time no see."

"Brother...you, can you let me go? It hurts." The girl's voice was soft.

Ning Changjiu sighed.

He looked at Ning Xiaoling's face, and his sense of morality really restrained his next move.

But it is false after all.

"No." Ning Changjiu eliminated the disordered consciousness, and Zhihai returned to Qingming.

Ming Jun said diligently: "Brother...you are good or bad."

Ning Chang hasn't been moved for a long time.

He went deeper.

At this moment, the girl gave up the struggle, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

Finally, time has been delayed.

Outside, an army of three hundred thousand attacked in.

The fate is unpredictable. This sect, who originally claimed to be the Slayer of Kings, can delay time for himself.

……

The shaking of banners, the sound of soldiers, the sound of smashing killings...The complex sounds sounded from far and near, and pushed away like a stream of water from the distance outside the temple.

Ning Changjiu couldn't find a way to leave the underworld in a short time, so he temporarily let go of her.

He walked to the window of the Hall of Hades and looked out.

A piece of darkness is pressed outside the Hall of Underworld.

Thousands of troops gathered outside the Hall of Underworld, gathered and pushed over.

"Three hundred thousand...can you really get it?" Ning Changjiu was shocked.

Mingjun II propped up her petite body from the throne. She rubbed her sore arms, and said in a vague voice: "This is what it means if there is a will..."

"It seems that what you have done is really hateful. It gave them such a great will." Ning Changjiu said with emotion.

Mingjun proudly said: "Yes! The hard work pays off!"

Ning Changjiu looked at her happy expression and said helplessly: "They are here to kill you."

The girl nodded and said: "I know, this is one of the products of the whole country thinking. After all, I encourage them to think, and of course they have to bear the consequences. And... I also felt that their decisions were better than Shattered Sect and Please Xianzong are much wiser."

"That's true." Ning Changjiu agreed.

He continued to ask: "Then have you thought of a way to face this situation?"

The girl shook her head: "I didn't expect them to make up 300,000 yuan."

"What should I do?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Although these ghosts are not powerful, they are crowded after all.

It takes a lot of effort to kill 300,000 mosquitoes, let alone ghosts?

Ming Jun adjusted his messy hair, pinched the white dress, and said: "Brother, do you bear to see me die?"

Ning Changjiu said coldly: "You change me back first."

"Woo, brother doesn't like me anymore." Ming Jun rubbed his eyes, pretending to be crying.

In a short conversation, the sound of killing has come to the outside of the hall.

Mingjun felt helpless, she opened the door and walked out.

Ning Changjiu asked: "What do you want to do? Kill them all by one person?"

Mingjun shook his head and said: "I'll go to Zhaoan and persuade you to surrender! You come with me, too."

"What shall I do?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ming Jun said earnestly: "It is assumed that the witchcraft of Xianzong has worked. You are the great immortal invited by Xianzong, and then perform acrobatics for them, and make some bluffing predictions to calm the ghost heart. Just fine."

"Can they believe this?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Mingjundao: "You don't need to believe all of them, just let them split up, then they will be in a mess."

Ning Changjiu is still hesitant to help her.

Mingjundao: "Don’t feel guilty. This is the Kingdom of Netherworld. They die as easy as going home. Anyway, after a while, they can crawl out of the fetal spirit well. They are still good ghosts!"

The army of ghosts killed at the door of the house, shouting the loud slogan "Zhu Mingwang, open the kingdom of the underworld" outside the hall of the underworld.

Mingjun has already walked out.

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Ning Changjiu looked over from the entrance of the hall.

I saw a sea of ​​people outside the hall. Among the ghost groups, there are all kinds of ghosts. The thin ones are the death squads at the forefront, and the burly ones are in the rear. Some are waving the flag, some are shouting, and some are The weapon played music, it felt like a primitive tribe offensive.

"What do they... do?" Ning Changjiu asked, pointing to a bunch of ghosts lying on the ground sleeping and being carried by other ghosts.

Ming Jun pondered for a moment, and said: "That should be the people of Guixuzong. The people of Guixuzong see that the world is the essence of spiritual formation, so they want to find a way to escape by going deep into the spirit, and they choose The path is...to sleep. The whole family of Guixuzong is sleeping, so the king-killingzong took advantage of the emptiness and pulled it out to make up the number."

"It's miserable." Ning Changjiu said with emotion.

Ming Jun sighed, she walked to the front and said loudly: "I am very happy, you did not live up to my expectations. Through your own efforts, you have assembled such a crowd and came to me. You It is the most tenacious ghost of the underworld, and the future of the underworld."

"You faint prince must talk nonsense! Underworld is only three hundred days old, where is the future? If you are not too faint, why is the underworld here? Why can't I find a way out for thousands of years?" The people made complaints of blood and tears.

Mingjun walked down the hall of the underworld, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, full of confidence.

"Who said I didn't find a way?" Mingjun stood with his hand in his hand and said: "I have expected you to come today, so I hope you will be a witness together."

"What testimony?" the leader asked.

Ming Jun said lightly: "Your savior has come."

"Savior? Where is the savior?" the leader asked.

Ming Jun looked behind him.

Ning Changjiu rubbed his eyebrows.

"Just him? Even with this thin appearance, dare to claim to be the savior? We are not asking the idiots of Xianzong, but we won't believe your words!" the leader shouted.

Ming Jun looked at Ning Changjiu, she blinked pleadingly and motioned for him to show his hands.

Ning Changjiu was forced to be helpless and walked to the forefront of the stage.

The golden, hill-like Shura drew a magnificent shadow from behind him.

It looked like a demon with three heads and six arms, but it exuded a divine golden splendor. The terror and sacredness blended together, setting off the misty figure of Ning Changjiu's white clothes like a cloud.

Shura is the top existence in the spiritual world, and these spiritually constructed souls have all felt the oncoming coercion.

This kind of coercion is like frost killing a hundred grasses, pressing them all to their knees.

"This is the **** who is about to lead us out of the netherworld and return to the real world of reincarnation!" Mingjun looked at him and introduced it seriously and solemnly.

Ning Changjiu looked at them in awe, always feeling that he should say something at this moment.

I belong to the destiny, the messenger to end sin, the savior of the world when disaster strikes... something?

Ning Changjiu was ashamed to speak.

"Why do we believe your nonsense?" The leader wanted to gather 300,000 people, but it took a lot of effort. If you shrink at this time, wouldn't it be a laughingstock?

Ning Changjiu seriously recalled that using flashy as the standard, he found a few swordsmanships he had learned in his mind. Between thoughts and movements, there were countless golden shadows, like circles rising into the sky, like solidified fireworks. , Also seems to be countless days. They shine brightly in the sky, as if to tear the darkness and lower the light at any time.

This is the trick that uses the most spiritual power, condensed, and has the lowest lethality. There are very few opportunities to use it.

In such a magnificent scene, not to mention those indigenous ghosts who have never seen the world, even Mingjun was bluffed and gave him a secret thumbs up.

At the same time, inside the hall, a vicissitudes of life came out.

"Waiting for a thousand years, finally waiting for your arrival, the fire-burner..."

The sound of an ancient bell is melodious, coming from the hall of the underworld, and falling into the ears of everyone.

"Quicked Serpent God... is the Feathered Serpent God!"

Everyone reacted immediately.

They know that there is a set of white bones of a feather snake in the hall of the underworld, and that set of white bones is the true king of the underworld!

Many devout followers of Feathered Serpents have bowed down.

In the 300,000 army, many people who originally invited Xianzong have been shaken. They believed Mingjun's words, weeping bitterly, and regretting their change of faith.

"Are you going to be disrespectful to those who burned the fire?" The voice in the hall spoke again.

"The Burner?" The leader asked puzzled: "The end is coming, can he change anything..."

The voice in the hall said: "Don't you understand? The end represents new life. When the day I prophesy arrives, the infinite sky will open the sacred door for you, when the fire-burner Will lead you to the light!"

……

The fish king pretended to be a feather snake god, and finished speaking with his throat, it was very exhausting.

Fortunately, I still coaxed those ghosts into a daze.

The doomsday represents a new life... It smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking I would believe it myself.

Ning Changjiu and Mingjun performed a circle of acrobatics outside again and again.

The 300,000 army, which was already unstable, was completely shaken. And those ghosts who were loyal to Mingjun also came to support Mingjun after hearing the news.

Although there are many traitors, there are also many loyalists.

The leader looked at the disarray of the military, knowing that it was impossible today, and knelt down and asked for forgiveness.

Ming Jun pardoned them greatly.

The ghosts are grateful to Dade.

After tossing for a long time, they finally returned to the temple.

Mingjun sat back on the throne proudly, and said: "How about? I'm smart, am I?"

Ning Changjiu sighed: "You really have not been in vain for hundreds of years."

Jing Ming put his hands around his chest and said: "I am a very enlightened monarch, so they all call me Lord Ming!"

Ning Changjiu didn't want to waste time. He looked at Mingjun and called out his Shura again, saying: "What we didn't finish before, it's time to continue."

"You... don't come over!" Ming Jun thought that he really shouldn't dismiss the army, and should let them be his own guards.

Ming Jun suddenly changed, becoming Ning Xiaoling again.

"Brother, are you sure you want to do this?" Mingjun whispered softly, his eyes watered.

Ning Changjiu said: "OK."

Speaking, he once again placed the monarch on the throne.

The King Fish turned around silently, covering his eyes, and couldn't bear to look any more.

Although she has become Ning Xiaoling's appearance, her dress is like snow, but she can't disturb Ning Changjiu's mind.

Blindness is pure heart.

Ning Changjiu closed her eyes and began to search her consciousness.

"Brother, don't be like this..."

"Brother, please spare me."

"I'm your junior, how can you...oooo."

Mingjun struggled with his body in vain.

Ning Chang stayed unmoved and said: "Don't struggle."

"Brother..."

Suddenly, her voice was very soft, as light as a catkin, amidst exhaustion and weakness, with surprise and joy, like a rain that had passed for many years.

Hmph, pretending to be like... Ning Changjiu thought.

Mingjun stopped talking.

Suddenly, he also realized that something was wrong.

Senior brother just now... seems to be coming from behind.

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes and slowly turned around to look.

Ning Xiaoling didn't know when she had already woke up, she stood weakly with one hand on the wall, her lips were tightened, and she looked at herself and the girl under her in a distance, silent for a long while, uncertain:

"Senior...brother?"

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