Beyond the Divine States Chapter 35: : When the fairy sword came
The sound of the wind whizzed from my ears.
Ning Xiaoling couldn't resist that kind of power for a while, and her figure fell rapidly.
During the fall, Ning Xiaoling tried her best to balance, swinging a sword down and cutting his Tianling Gai straight.
Ning Changjiu's arm suddenly exerted force, pulling down the girl's body like a hammer, Ning Xiaoling's figure rotated, the sword that had been cut off deviated, and the scarlet sword energy hit the attic. The wooden beams shattered one after another, and the tall buildings fell in the direction where they were.
Ning Changjiu let go of his hand and retreated sharply, avoiding the collapsed attic, while Ning Xiaoling's ankle was wrapped with annoying silk thread, which hooked up with the ground, firmly anchored Her body.
The huge shadow of the tall building quickly overturned, concealing her petite body, and a huge collapse sounded from the impact. The girl’s whistling sound was a bit painful, and the foxtail behind her turned like a hurricane. The tall building that hit her, countless wooden pillars shattered and cracked under the impact of her foxtail, and noisy voices rang violently. A moment later, in the ruins of the tall building, a snow-white figure pulled out of the ruins again.
Ning Xiaoling wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth. She raised her arm, and a few dim silk threads were hooked between her hanging fingers. She sneered and said: "That means the invisible fishing line between heaven and earth you said. Huh...annoying is annoying, but nothing more."
Ning Xiaoling squeezed her fingers, and the flexible silk threads made of spiritual energy shattered. She dusted the dust on her robes, frowning and stretching, like a smile but not a smile.
On the other side of Long Street, Ning Changjiu's white clothes are damaged, and his face is even whiter than his clothes. The previous series of virtual or real attacks obviously consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
His Purple Mansion Qi Sea is like a small pool of water. The pool of water looks like a dry well at first glance, even if it is Lu Jiajia, it has not been found to be abnormal.
I didn't see it just because the pool water was too deep. Although the spiritual power drawn from Ning Qinshui was not a small amount, it sank into the depths of the sea of Qi, but it was almost imperceptible.
But in any case, this pool of water is only stagnant water after all. This mortal body is too slow to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it can't make up for the loss of Qihai.
Ning Xiaoling is just the opposite. She is constantly digesting the memory fragments left by the old fox, digesting the magic power contained in the demon species, and the realm is still rising at a speed that does not rush.
Ning Changjiu's chances of winning will only become more and more looming between this and the other.
Ning Changjiu looked at her and suddenly said: "You actually don't want to kill me."
Ning Xiaoling's pupils suddenly screamed, "Are you dreaming?"
Ning Changjiu said: "The demonic nature of your demon species has been temporarily suppressed. You are not an old fox, you are Ning Xiaoling."
Ning Xiaoling sneered: "Do you think I am your stupid sister? It seems that you are really dreaming. This stupid body, I occupy her, is her luck."
Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "You can't deceive yourself. You are the evil thoughts that evokes from the bottom of Ning Xiaoling's heart. All evil thoughts, big or small, even the thoughts that just pass by, are infinitely magnified by the monster species. Occupy your original mind."
Ning Xiaoling was not angry or even sneered. She suddenly became surprisingly calm: "You are right, but I like who I am now. The thought in my body seems to be persuading me to let you go... Oh, isn't she? You know, are you not her brother at all?"
Ning Changjiu was silent for a while, and said: "Perhaps you are right, but I think she is my junior."
Ning Xiaoling's pupils condensed, and the foxtail behind her is as big as a tall building, making her body extra petite.
She looked at Ning Changjiu coldly, and said: "You weren't! You are the same as me, after that night, you were possessed, and you are still cheating on yourself, until now you haven’t figured it out. Who am I! But the one who possesses you is not a wicked person after all. How lucky I am to live in my body... is the devil, but fortunately, you are indecisive and kill me without listening to this idiot. Otherwise, I won’t have the chance to take root and sprout!"
She stared at Ning Changjiu's face, hoping to see a trace of annoyance on his face, a trace of regret.
But none, still that **** calm.
Ning Xiaoling continued: "Your Taoism is incredible. You can fight with me for so long before you enter the profound knowledge. You should have been a great person in your previous life? Who killed you and made you fall Need to seize the point of a mortal?"
Ning Changjiu said: "I answered you this question."
Ning Xiaoling was startled, she couldn't think of anything at this moment.
Ning Changjiu didn't explain much, just said: "You still have a chance to completely get rid of the demon nature. If the demon species becomes great in the future, it will swallow your consciousness. No matter how hard you work now, it will only be for the old demon. Reincarnation is nothing more than a pavement."
"Don't want to lie to me, that old fox is dead and dead clean..." She said so, but a panic flashed in her heart, and then she was murderous, saying: "You are still waiting What? Let me see what else you can do? Are you waiting for someone... Then Zhao Xiang'er and Lu Jia marry are still immersed in the joy of killing the demon at this moment, where can you think of me?"
Ning didn't interrupt her for a long time. He knew she said so much, just to gain momentum.
She was also annoyed by her wandering figure, so she had to create a lock to trap herself, and then kill herself in a single blow.
Her unhurried words seemed like a spell, and the air around her became more and more viscous.
The lock is approaching.
Ning Changjiu suddenly closed his eyes and pressed his finger against the center of his eyebrows.
Ning Xiaoling was shocked. Before he knew what he was going to do, a sharp killing intent reached the vest.
Ning Xiaoling didn’t have time to turn around, she drove the giant tail, and suddenly patted the place where the killing intent came from. On the long street, a shock suddenly violent, and the green bricks on the ground shattered and shook up on the ground. As the waves rise and fall, the girl turned around and stretched out her hand to the white light that sneaked in. Then she snorted, her lower abdomen closed and her back arched, as if something had been pierced in the past.
It was a sword, a sudden sword.
That is Lu Jiajia's sword.
Lu Jiajia and the old fox fought on this long street before. Later, after Lu Jiajia left, Ning Changjiu used the sword to entangle the old fox, and when he left with a change of character, he did not The sword was not taken away, and the immortal sword and the demon-qi naturally conflicted, so the old fox did not take it away after weighing it.
So the sword kept falling on the other side of this long street.
At this moment, driven by Ning Changjiu, the sword silently crossed the long street and took her vest directly.
That sword is extremely fast, so fast, so fast that people feel that it is fast enough to fill the gap in the realm!
So that sword really stabbed Ning Xiaoling.
The girl's horrible grunt sounded, she was holding the sword, her hands dripping with blood, but half of the sword's tip still pierced into her lower abdomen.
Ning Xiaoling was half bent, her demon blood quenched the sword's edge, and it burned like a flame.
The rubble that shook up around was quickly crushed into dust, and it broke apart in the sudden demon wind. With Ning Xiaoling and the sword as the center, it seemed to be separated into a separate field!
She fought against the sword fiercely, and she was extremely puzzled. Why did Ning Changjiu have such a pure sword intent? She was afraid that Lu Jiajia would create the sword himself, right?
Ning Changjiu still pressed his eyebrows, his fingers almost sinking into his forehead.
His skills are exquisite because he has practiced the Tao for 12 years in his previous life, and in the other 12 years, he has cultivated swords.
If he has enough spiritual power, he can control Qi as a sword, and control everything as a sword, let alone a real sword?
In the sea of qi, his spiritual power burned crazily, like boiling water on a fiery fire.
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In the moment of stalemate, time was slow as if it were still.
Ning Changjiu's spiritual power is limited after all, so he loosened the fingers between his eyebrows.
Ning Xiaoling didn't seem to feel any pain. She grabbed the blade and pulled the fairy sword out of her body. She turned her head indifferently and looked at the culprit a few meters away. Italy can eat a few people.
The wind and thunder on the long street suddenly started. Ning Xiaoling grabbed the sword and threw it directly at Ning Changjiu. At the same time, her figure disappeared and she rushed forward like an arrow, actually flying faster than the sword. fast.
With a sneer, the sword slammed into Ning Changjiu's original location. Ning Xiaoling stepped on the hilt of the sword with her toes and chased him in the direction of Ning Changjiu's escape.
The distance of several meters was suddenly shortened. Ning Xiaoling patted Ning Changjiu's back with a palm. The wound cut by the fairy sword in his palm has not yet healed, and the blood spattered out and turned into one. The tiny fire butterfly clings to his back.
Ning Changjiu also no longer hides, Ning Xiaoling's attack is too fierce and violent, as long as she is careless, she will soon become a ghost under her claws.
The monster species seemed to be fully aroused, and another one grew out of the three illusory tails behind him, and it began to skyrocket.
Although the fairy sword severely inflicted her on her, after the ferocity of the demon species was aroused, she instead merged with more demon powers, and she was vaguely about to break through the bottleneck of the long-lived realm and ascended to the first floor of the Purple Court!
Ning Xiaoling was also stunned, and then she was ecstatic in her heart. The demon species kept beating, providing almost a steady stream of demon power, repairing the wounds on her body.
Ning Changjiu dodges left and right, trying to avoid her attack, but Ning Xiaoling's movements are getting faster and faster, like a real spirit fox, only the white shadows can be seen.
In the short run, the two one after another have destroyed all the streets of the two streets.
Ning Xiaoling tried to knock through the bottleneck of the long-lived realm, and pursued her. She wanted to kill Ning Changjiu before she could detect herself at the palace.
In her eyes, this nominal brother is obviously the lowest, but he is more threatening to herself than Zhao Xianger and Lu marrying.
And this battle has lasted for half an hour.
She really didn't dare to drag on any longer.
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At this time, Tang Yu had just entered the hall, and told Zhao Xianger the news that the old fox might not be dead and about the pair of seniors.
Zhao Xianger rushed out of the hall and looked up. She suddenly knew what she had overlooked.
After the big monsters like Mr. Xiang Hongwei dissipate in the world, those auras should be dispersed in the world, forming a magnificent monster cloud, and the next rain is overwhelming.
But after the death of the old fox tonight, the sky is clear and the crescent moon is like an eyebrow, where did the demon cloud that should have appeared?
It was also at this moment that Lu Jiajia, who was in white clothes, suddenly got a move. She opened her eyes in amazement and looked in a certain direction of the imperial city: "Ming Lan..."
Ming Lan is the name of her saber.
The battle with the old fox was scattered around that day, and has not been recovered yet.
And in her heart, a sword rang suddenly.
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(One hour is up (x))