Beyond the Divine States Chapter 379: :Boundaries

In summer, the ancient spirits were shrouded in the morning light, like a black rock condensed in the southeast.

Huge waves and undercurrents have raged on this vast land. Fish and dragons are dragged into the waves, or become part of the torrent, or become corpses in the waves.

Luoshulou, Ancient Lingzong, Ten Thousand Demons City, the huge floods in various parts of Middle-earth have calmed down, but for ordinary people, these disasters are horrors unseen in five hundred years.

They happened in one year.

The northwestern part that has not been eroded by the disaster is already desolate. Only a few ports close to the north have larger cities. Because of the terrain, news about the northwest is blocked, and major events in other places are only heard. .

The real panic is the 81 countries of Middle-earth.

The Eighty-One Kingdom of Middle-Earth is very big, but it is actually eighty-one cities of steel—this is a city that fell from the sky five hundred years ago. Ning Changjiu had seen this scene in Luoshu.

Each of the eighty-one cities is only the size of an ordinary human city, but when combined, they have been built on a grand scale. It is like a giant steel dragon dominating the center of Middle-earth. The five largest cities are the claws and fangs of the dragon.

But the city is solid, but the hearts of the people in it are fragile.

In comparison, Luoshulou and Ten Thousand Demons City are the real legendary places. There are a number of masters from the top of the five realms. Unlike the Eighty-One City of Middle-earth, it is just large in scale, but it has never appeared. A character who can reach the sky like the sword sage of Jiange and the original poster on the fourth floor.

The Eighty-One City is located in the center of Middle-Earth, close to the Tianbang. News is developed. After the turbulent flow of the four directions into the city, it soon caused an uproar.

This turbulence is related to a legend in the Eighty-Eleven City: the eight directions meet the demons and the four elephants cut the dragon.

The origin of the legend can’t be traced back. Some people say it was a prophecy left by a true immortal. Others say it was the broken stele at the moment of the Juggernaut’s first retreat. Over the centuries, this prophecy has been expanded many times. Word of mouth is known to all ages.

In the past year, various events in Middle-earth have verified many weird claims. For example, "Luo Tun Shu, mourn the dragon, the wordless and ignorant shook his head." "The lonely city is closed, the lion cries, the golden bird cries blood, and the saint does not return."

The recent interception of Guyun City seems to have also responded to one of the sentences, "Lonely cloud and lonely husband alone, the Yangtze River will swallow bones forever."

Northwest China is the last calm place, but if there is also a catastrophe, the admonition of all directions will be fulfilled.

Four Elephants Slaying Dragons...

The world does not know what the four elephants are, but what the dragon points to is probably the eighty-one kingdoms in Middle-Earth.

People are panicked.

Not long afterwards, another saying spread at a weird rate among the eighty-one countries. This saying is much easier to understand than the previous ballads: "Worshiping the golden dragon, you can live."

But now, no one knows what Golden Dragon is.

At this moment, there are still a year and a month remaining twenty-three days before the Lei Prison Year, where the dragon is respected.

……

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming have left Ancient Lingzong.

Ning Xiaoling and the fish king walked into the light curtain and swam toward the palace with the long poems of Mingjun.

Lu Jiajia said goodbye to Ning Changjiu and Si Ming.

They were separated for several months, but they met only one day and night, and they didn't even talk too much.

At the time of parting, Lu Jiajia stood calmly in the courtyard full of summer flowers, smiling and waving his hand to say goodbye to them, with a gentle eyebrow, no complaints or annoyances, only the luxuriant leaves of the courtyard fell on her. , Bright and dark are distinct.

Sent away the two people, Lu Jiajia went back to the house alone, heated up the remaining eight-treasure rice of yesterday, and ate it alone, chewing slowly, with long eyes.

When she came back to her senses, a burnt smell came on her nose.

Lu Jiajia hurriedly extinguished the fire. She squatted on her knees in front of the small stove, opened the pot, looked at the burnt bottom of the pot in distress, and poked her head with chopsticks.

After dinner, Lu Jia married upstairs to clean up the house.

She opened the door and looked around, but was surprised to find that the furnishings in the house were still neat, even the bedding was well folded.

Lu Jiajia came to the gums and opened the curtain. Yuzhi fumbled on the sheet for a while, searching his vision, but he didn't even see anything falling red... Strange, didn't they do anything, Bing Zhu Long talked all night?

It's not like Ning Changjiu's style...

Lu Jiajia thought about it for a moment, and felt that they were considerate of themselves, so they took the initiative to clean up the house.

Thinking of this, Lu Jiajia smiled comfortedly, and the originally quiet eyebrows became much more gentle.

She opened the bamboo curtain to light up the house, then stood by the window, looking at the distant rivers and mountains, clenched her fists, and blessed them silently in her heart.

"Go back safely..."

Lu Jiajia said softly.

……

Gu Lingzong went to Nanzhou. It is reasonable to say that he should pass through the sea country and go through the crossing of the sea of ​​no luck. But Ning Changjiu has now reached the Five Realms, and he doesn't need to be bound by these rules.

He and Si Ming no longer need a ship, and they can steer their swords at any seaport across the sea of ​​no luck.

Before rushing, the two went to Clothes Street.

Si Ming waited quietly outside the city. Not long after, Ning Changjiu bought her a black hooded cloak.

Si Ming's fingertips lightly touched her body, and she pierced a void, and walked in with her clothes. When she came out, she had changed her clothes, the black brim pressed against her forehead, and her colorful hair was hidden by her clothes. , Only revealed that clear face and a few locks of slender hair.

"Well, the clothes are quite good." Si Ming praised him.

Ning Changjiu said: "Of course, I have measured it inch by inch."

Si Ming bit his lip, hummed softly and put on the demon fox mask, revealing only those beautiful cold eyes.

Ning Changjiu tidyed up her hair for her, tidied up, and then smiled and said: "Xue Er's appearance is full of mystery."

Si Ming said: "It was not forced by your husband and wife, so if Zhao Xiang'er hasn't done anything for thousands of years, it's not a minor harm."

Ning Changjiu said sincerely: "Don't be angry, in fact, you look pretty like this."

"It's not a question of good looks..." Si Mingbing's eyes flickered, and he felt sad when he thought that his hair color would reveal his true thoughts.

Ning Changjiu smiled, thinking, silly girl, have you forgotten that I have a lunar eye? How can this ordinary hooded dress escape my eyes?

Ning Changjiu looked ahead without squinting, but his mind could clearly see that Si Ming's long hair had turned frosty white.

"Okay, it's not sad anymore." Ning Changjiu roared: "When I see Master, Master must have a way."

"I'm not sorry for this." Si Ming said lightly: "Anyway, even if there is nothing to do, I won't go to Zhao Xianger."

Ning Changjiu asked: "What should I do?"

The commander resolutely said: "Wait for the new ones to grow and cut off the old ones. As long as you persevere, you will always be able to recover."

Her long hair turned red.

Ning Changjiu couldn't help but gave a thumbs up, "Xue'er is really cruel, but...in weekdays, you don't have to be too angry, don't care too much, you will get used to it after a long time."

Si Ming said coldly: "I can't make it angry for this."

In the black robe, hair is like fire.

Ning Changjiu smiled and shut up.

The world is free, no one is blocking the way, the two swords are fast, and within half a day, the billowing wave of the sea of ​​luck is stopped in front of them.

According to the legend, this was once the land of Xuanze's fall. If you go to the southeast, you will be Nanming.

Duanjiecheng cannot be dragged, and Ning Changjiu will not detour to Nanming for his own curiosity.

"Forget it, that girl Shao Xiaoli hasn't seen her for more than two years." Si Ming said, couldn't help but laugh, and her long hair turned blue. "At the beginning, she claimed to be the mother-in-law. "

Ning Changjiu thought about the open-mouthed girl in the bright red dress, and she was also a little bit sad.

"Do you still hate her?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming said: "The only thing you hated me at the beginning... After I lost that match, you didn't really let me be a slave. You already have the greatest respect for me. Actually... …I have always been grateful."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "But I'm still your master."

"Huh?" Si Ming was puzzled.

Ning Changjiu said: "The lord of the country is also the master."

"Okay, Master." Si Ming smiled Meiran, and said: "You have promised me to change the palace, I see how you will explain to Zhao Xianger in the future."

Ning Changjiu was dumb, but he couldn't regret it.

Si Ming inexplicably thought of Zhao Xiang'er carrying a feather duster and chasing Ning Changjiu around the world, and couldn't help laughing, looking forward to it.

And when they crossed the sea of ​​luck, Ning Xiaoling and the fish king also returned to the Nether Temple in the Ancient Lingzong.

Ning Xiaoling now holds the authority of the netherworld, and the small world of the netherworld is kind to her, without any rejection.

Ning Xiaoling came to the stone steps suspended in the darkness, raised his claws, jumped among the stone steps, lightly came to the outside of the hall.

Because the fish king is getting fatter, he is much more clumsy.

Ning Xiaoling was the first to enter the hall, and she saw herself sitting on the throne—a quiet, petite girl in a white dress, like a jasmine flower.

She watched for a while, wagging her soft tail, and crept past her, seeming to be afraid of disturbing the sleeping girl in the throne.

Ning Xiaoling came to Mingjun's pillar full of long poems, and thought of Jiuyou in a black cotton skirt.

I hope there will be no more changes.

When the fish king came, he also looked at the inscription on the black pillar, and the scribbled writing on it was still fresh in his memory.

"Who is it..."

"Zhulong is dead, Taotie is dead, Xuanze is dead, Suizhen is dead..."

"I will die too..."

"I can't go back, I can't go back..."

"..."

The King of Fish glanced again, and finally his gaze fell to the end. The sentence was full of doubts that were so heavy to death:

"Who did the fire fall into?"

Ning Xiaoling asked: "What is written on it?"

Fish King said: "Some last words of King Ming, before facing death, it seems to have been looking for something called Tinder."

"Tinder?" Ning Xiaoling was a little curious.

Fish King said: "That seems to be something created by the Star God before his death, Ming Jun called it hope."

Hope...

Ning Xiaoling's long tail curled up with the sword, thinking that if there is really anything in this world that can be called the last hope, then it must be the brother...

Ning Xiaoling retracted her thoughts, and she said: "The Netherworld Scroll is better hidden. If something changes, or Jiuyou repents, you may be able to become a variable."

"Well, rest assured, no one would doubt a cat." The King Fish nodded, looking harmless to humans and animals. After thinking about it, he said, "Why don't I pretend to be more rubbish?"

Ning Xiaoling looked at its current figure and said silently: "Actually, there is no need to pretend..."

"..." The King of Fish was hit hard.

Ning Xiaoling raised the sword and slashed at herself and the fish king. Death was about to come. The Hades gave birth to a sense of truth, and the deep deep pool revealed its true face and contained them.

The huge dark sea is like a whale floating in the sky above the ancient ghost country.

They shuttled through the abdomen of the whale and fell into the dark depths.

At this moment, in the Hall of the Underworld, Jiuyou is wearing a cumbersome black dress with silk edges. The black dress is like an upside-down flower, layered on top of each other, supporting each other and protruding, covered with a thin layer. The girl is holding her skirt in her hands, looking left and right in front of the mirror, sometimes standing on her tiptoes like her tender feet, looking at her swan neck, neatly trimming her black hair with flowers from the other side.

She is the only princess here.

But she is extremely nervous now.

Not because the end is approaching, but because of the snake bones behind the throne.

Snake Bone sleeps most of the time and sometimes wakes up. It warned herself a lot and told her a lot of true history.

She is Mingjun's girlish heart.

And this snake bone is the remains of Mingjun.

They should be one...

But at this moment, Jiuyou didn't feel much resonance.

She still complied with all the words Bone Snake said. It was a obedience made out of fear.

She stands in front of the mirror, changing hundreds of dresses every day, and this frequency is getting higher and higher.

The reason why she did this is also very simple-after the heart is back in the body, she will turn back into a man again. At that time, she can no longer wear a beautiful dress.

Jiu You came to look outside the hall, holding his toes.

She looked at the dark sea in the sky, her mind was contradictory.

"Why haven't you come..."

"Don't come..."

……

Night fell.

It was midnight when Ning Changjiu and Si Ming crossed the sea of ​​no luck.

Half-moon hung in the center, and the streamer was pale.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming were still talking and laughing along the way, but after they came to Nanzhou, their expressions suddenly became awe-inspiring.

"It will take at least seven days to go to the abyss in the north of Sword Tianzong. It is definitely too late." Ning Changjiu said.

Si Ming asked: "Are there any other entrances?"

"Yes." Ning Changjiu said: "Where we came out."

At that time, they left the abyss from an ancient well. After they came out, the ancient well disappeared bizarrely. At that time, they searched for it repeatedly but failed to find any clues.

Si Ming looked at the dark forest in front and said: "Do you remember its location?"

"I don't remember." Ning Changjiu said.

Si Ming frowned and said: "Then how to find it?"

Ning Changjiu looked into her eyes and said seriously: "I remember where I broke into the purple court, and the ancient well was there in the direction of the east."

Si Ming also remembered the scene at that time, when it was drizzling, she stood on a cliff, looking at Ning Changjiu, and then left after confirming that he successfully broke through.

It's just that Nanzhou is definitely not a small place, even if it is to find it, it will definitely take a lot of effort.

But Si Ming looked at Ning Changjiu’s calm face and felt a little more settled. She asked, "Do you have a way?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Yes!"

Speaking, he closed his eyes, and the eyes of the lunar yin, like countless vertical and horizontal lines, stretched out to the surroundings with all his strength.

He seems to be looking for something.

Si Ming became more puzzled and asked softly: "How far is Nanzhou? Although your power is powerful, how far can it extend?"

"It really can't extend too far." Ning Changjiu said, "But if...there is my sinking anchor, it will be different."

"Sinking anchor?"

"Well...that's part of my body." Ning Changjiu said seriously.

"Part of the body?" Si Ming heard a little horror, she looked at Ning Changjiu, and said: "Except for the heart and eyes, I don't see you lack other parts."

Ning Changjiu said softly: "Some..."

At this moment, a faint light suddenly lit up in the southwest direction of the sea of ​​consciousness. The faint light was extremely far away, but it was far beyond the limit of the power of the Taiyin, and it echoed with him... Like a part of the body, it stretched towards himself and grabbed him.

Ning Changjiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Found it." Ning Changjiu said, "You don't have to take a detour, just keep going."

Si Ming is even more curious: "What did you leave in the place where you broke the ground?"

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said mysteriously: "I will tell you later."

Si Ming pretended to be disdainful and said: "I love to say nothing."

Ning Changjiu sighed in his heart...Of course I can’t tell her. After he broke the border, he fought Liu Xiwan in the sea of ​​consciousness in the valley. From the early morning to the sunset, he defeated Liu Xiwan, but Instead of swallowing her, she left her body and became an independent existence.

At that time, Liu Xiwan was still full of gray hair. The gray hair was extremely long and long enough to cover her whole person. At that time, she was by a stream and cut her long hair short with a sword. *

His gray hair is full of sword wire, sinking into the bottom of the stream.

Liu Xiwan is his silver sword. It is a part of his true reality. The head full of sword silk is still at the bottom of the stream. Hearing his call, he also had a feeling.

In Ning's long-lasting sea of ​​knowledge, Nanzhou is no longer black and overwhelmed. He only needs to follow the light spot in the southwest and keep moving forward until it is level with the light spot, and then he can return to the original place.

"Ning Changjiu." Si Ming suddenly said, interrupting his thoughts.

Ning Changjiu asked: "What's wrong?"

Si Ming suddenly took off his hood and said: "I suddenly thought, can this hat stop your lunar yin?"

Ning Changjiu was taken aback, and immediately said: "Boundary City is in a hurry, there is no time to fight for this."

Si Ming looked at him quietly, it was too dark...

She didn't deceive herself anymore. She took off her hood and mask. She stretched her hand to the back of her neck and pulled out the hair hidden in her clothes. The long hair poured out like water, and it was colorful.

They flew straight to the sky together.

The long hair in the night is like satin, fluttering softly, it is the most beautiful rainbow in Nanzhou.

……

Boundary City.

Under the virtual realm, the long wind of time continues to fly around them.

The higher the place, the faster the flow of time.

It's been a few days outside, but it's only a few hours here.

But Bai Zang didn't care.

As long as she is not dragged into the virtual realm, she has absolute certainty to defeat Chang'e before the end of the Baizang Year.

In her opinion, Chang'e was thinking a little wrong.

She thinks that her goal is to enter the headless kingdom, but it is not.

If she can defeat her projection and absorb the power of her projection, she will be satisfied.

The existence of Chang'e is her only concern. As long as Chang'e's strength is weakened, she can be assured of peace of mind. As for one day in the future, the world will be chaotic again, and the twelve kingdoms of gods will fight for power. It will be a very distant future, and she didn't think much about it.

In the sky, this divine battle that should have shaken the earth seemed a bit lonely.

Bai Zang's petite body exudes a light like molten silver, her figure is a sword, which is vertical and horizontal in the sky, turning into a series of winding lines, these lines are smoothly curved, and each of them has thousands of miles. , And Broken Boundary City is a cross section of time, and these lines have also circulated millions of years in the span of time.

This is her sword.

This slender and long sword has been given a mysterious meaning in a special time and space.

In the center of the line-like sword is the shadow of Shao Xiaoli's red skirt and ink hair.

Her figure is floating in the sky, like a cloud trapped in the wind.

Ye Chan Palace used Shao Xiaoli's body, holding a dead branch in his hand, and swung one sword after another. The silver sword light was flowing softly around, but it was unable to break through the iron wall constructed by the white Tibetan sword light.

"Dreamland has no actual power. In the authority of the headless god, time is already incomplete..." Bai Zang stopped and looked at her quietly: "I'm curious, what did you do?" What can wear the authority of time to this extent."

Of course, Ye Chan Palace will not answer.

Her figure shuttles in the dazzling sword light, concealed by dreams, and then creates the possibility of a second life with fate. She shuttles through these possibilities, avoiding many seemingly hopeless murderous opportunities.

But Baizang's swords are getting denser.

The possibilities that fate can show are getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, a sword thread was cut against her wrist.

Blood oozes from behind the fair skin.

Bai Zang's ten fingers spread out.

Under the sky, Bai Zang's petite figure appears smaller and smaller, but it is this tiny figure that has the power to control the world and I am the only one.

The dazzling sword is getting closer and closer to Yechan Palace.

Shao Xiaoli's red dress was cut every moment, oozing bright red blood.

Ye Chan Gong's coughing became more and more intense.

Bai Zang looked at the woman who was stubbornly resisting, and didn't give birth to any pleasure that the enemy was about to go. She was always vigilant for changes and guarded against the opponent's back-hands.

She has a hole card.

She believes that Ye Chan Palace also has a hole card, but she doesn't know when it will be revealed.

But Ye Chan Palace is really like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, only using moon branches to block constantly, and there is no counterattack.

Jianguang illuminates the emptiness not far away in a pale color.

Shao Xiaoli's body is getting more and more injured.

"Master?"

A part of Shao Xiaoli's consciousness returned to her body.

She can feel Ye Chan Gong's current weakness.

This makes Shao Xiaoli sad.

Bai Zang's sword kept severing, she held the dust in one hand, and collapsed in the other. She also had two kinds of authority, in terms of killing power, she was far more powerful than Ye Chan Palace.

"Master...Master..." Shao Xiaoli felt the pain from her body, and she kept calling Master.

She could feel that Ye Changong's body was being stripped little by little.

The other party's breath is getting weaker...

"Master!" Shao Xiaoli suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" Ye Chan Gong seemed to finally hear it.

Shao Xiaoli sensed her hand, clenched the dead branches, and said firmly: "Master, let me come."

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