Beyond the Divine States Chapter 42: : Before dawn, the rainbow is all over the sky

At the moment when she was stared at by those faint green eyes, Ning Xiaoling's heart was so frightened that her hands and feet didn't listen to her orders at all.

Although it hasn't gotten close yet, Ning Xiaoling can already imagine the cold, sharp claws that cut through her flesh and blood like a knife, tearing her body apart.

When it really jumped up, she had only the tragic appearance of the corpses on the ground last night in her mind. Her stomach was broken and bloody. She could vaguely smell the undissipated **** smell in the air, when death was approaching. , She suddenly felt that the moment was so real.

Dawn has not yet broken, and the night has not yet passed.

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Tonight, Ning Changjiu tried to kill many mountain monsters. Those mountain monsters are indeed very weak in his opinion, but they are evil things that enter the Profound Realm. Not to mention that they are still in the Heart Demon Realm at this moment. It is much easier to kill them. .

But when the last mountain demon rushed towards Ning Xiaoling, he slashed out several swords with his fingers, but none of the swords could fall on the mountain demon.

Ning Changjiu understood that this is Ning Xiaoling's real demon.

This is the biggest fear she has ever seen.

This night, the death of her relatives, the disappointment of her younger brother, and the doubt about the world have all been magnified countless times at this moment, and her eyes are also pitch black, as if an abyss that will never be restored.

It was the real stagnant water, and I couldn't be surprised by any waves.

If it is in the past that really happened, at this moment, there will be a Taoist person who will kill Ning Xiaoling with a peach-wood sword at the moment of death. A few years later, this little girl will be sold to another old fellow in the same industry at a high price. Taoist, Ning Qingshui.

But now it's the Tribulation of the Heart Demon, and the only one who can save her is herself.

Only when she kills this mountain demon herself can she break out.

If it is a cultivator who has broken into the purple court normally, he will already wake up, understand that he is going through the heart, and then rise up and draw his sword to overcome the greatest fear in his heart.

But the real Ning Xiaoling has just begun to practice, her realm is only a gift from the demon species, and the demon species is now in a corner, waiting for Ning Xiaoling's consciousness to be defeated by the heart demon, and then replace it.

A young girl who has just embarked on the path of spiritual practice can't even solve the obstacles. It is simply an ant that is slaughtered by others. How can she break out of the situation?

At this moment, Ning Changjiu did not hesitate anymore, stepped out and stopped in front of her.

Wearing a white coat, his face is cold, and his hair is fluttering.

He is tall and straight, pointing to a sword, and a faint and complicated halo emerges behind him, like a round formation of snowflakes and small swords.

He pointed a finger at the mountain demon with a pointed mouth and monkey gills. The figure that the mountain demon rushed seemed to be stuck in the air, making it difficult to move forward.

Ning Changjiu couldn't kill her inner demon, but she could resist it for a while.

However, the passage of time never ceases. How can he stop the future that will happen if he can stop it for a while?

Ning Changjiu has already come to her.

The girl couldn't see, but she seemed to perceive something, and she couldn't help but lean back.

Ning Changjiu stretched out a jade-like finger, and placed it on the center of her eyebrows, just like that night.

"Ning Xiaoling!" Ning Changjiu suddenly shouted.

The girl seemed to hear the thunderous shout from a silent place, her eyes widened and she looked straight ahead.

"My surname is not Ning..." Her consciousness drifted vaguely, thinking that she was indeed called Xiaoling, but Ning was not her last name. Did he call the wrong person...

Ning Changjiu's voice seemed to be able to penetrate the soul and sounded again: "Kill it!"

"Kill..." Ning Xiaoling was stunned, she couldn't help trembling: "How could I kill it..."

Ning Changjiu’s voice softened a bit, trying to calm her down: "Raise your finger, think about it carefully, think about all the things that happened in the past, think about it, you’ve seen the most powerful What is the move, use it and kill it..."

I have seen...the most powerful move...

Ning Xiaoling's dark eyes gradually regained some whiteness, she looked at the front blankly, and the mountain demon still kept approaching herself.

Vaguely, she seemed to remember many things, which should not have been her memories.

In my memory, there was a Taoist priest who killed this mountain demon and followed him for a few years. Then the Taoist priest told himself that there was a better Taoist man who wanted to accept himself as a disciple, so he changed another one. Master practiced, and he adopted his surname Ning.

Beside the Taoist surnamed Ning, there was a young boy who looked delicate and beautiful but was actually very dull. He called his junior sister sternly, and he reluctantly responded.

She remembered those, and gradually remembered everything that happened in the imperial city.

The magical realm of heart...

The term suddenly penetrated into her sea of ​​knowledge. She opened her eyes suddenly, and the sag mist in front of her seemed to disappear, and her smart eyes became black and white again.

She saw the boy in white who was near Chi Chi's finger against her brow.

"Brother..." Ning Xiaoling shouted tentatively.

Ning Changjiu said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, shoot, kill it."

"Yes, brother!"

Ning Xiaoling's expression changed, she took a deep breath, her heart moved, and then she swung a sword between her fingers.

That was the sword that the Taoist priest cut out with the lacquered golden peach wood sword, and it was the same sword that smashed the mountain demon to the ground.

When she thought about it, she cut out the sword exactly as it was. The magic of this sword was several times stronger than that of the old Taoist priest back then.

But as soon as the peach wood sword touched the mountain monster, it sank into its body. The mountain monster's body became a bit bigger after swallowing the peach wood sword, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

"How could this be..." Ning Xiaoling looked panicked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Continue to think."

Ning Xiaoling nodded subconsciously. She tried her best to calm down, her fingers trembled, and a sharp white light appeared in succession. She cut out one sword after another.

She didn’t really learn any skills back then, but she went to various big households with her master many times to slay demons and slay demons, and she also saw the sharp and sharp sword of slashing demons many times. Printed in the sea of ​​her knowledge, after years of polishing, it turned into countless sharp lines, and each line seemed to have a sharp edge capable of cutting gold and jade.

She squinted her eyes and danced in the air with her finger as a pen, like painting in the void.

Every time a sword qi cuts down, the lines in her heart seem to fade and become darker.

Those sword auras were cut on the mountain monster, like a knife cutting leather, slashing its body to the flesh.

The mountain demon's pupils turned scarlet blood.

Its body is getting bigger and bigger, and under the sharpening of sword after sword, it has changed from the size of a thin wild monkey to the appearance of a great ape.

Ning Xiaoling felt more and more frightened the more she cut, the figure got closer and closer, like a black cloud pressing on top, intertwined with lightning and thunder.

She suddenly realized that if she was defeated in this Tribulation of the Heart Demon, it was definitely not as simple as a fall. The demon species lurking in the dark would really kill herself and refine herself into its puppet.

That is the real life and completeness.

But with her current methods, even if Ning Changjiu opened her eyes, she still couldn't kill the demons.

And the fear in the heart and the demon's catastrophe in the heart are ebb and flow, which makes this mountain demon, who was not originally a powerful, gush out with an unstoppable aura.

Ning Chang did not take back his hand for a long time. He stared at Ning Xiaoling's eyes, and said seriously: "Remember carefully...have all the swords in your memory been used? Which one is the most unstoppable in your heart?"

Ning Xiaoling covered her head with one hand, looking painful, "I...I really can't remember..."

She almost pressed her lips into a line, and her face was completely bloodless. The mountain demon had already crossed the top of Ning Changjiu's head, and slowly patted herself with a heavy palm.

Ning Changjiu closed his eyes and said nothing.

He wanted to break the sword for Ning Xiaoling, but it was a pity that he was not the protagonist of Inner Demon Tribulation.

Ning Xiaoling rubbed her temples painfully, trying to find out from all the memories.

The claw wind has fallen, and Ning Xiaoling couldn't help but let out a short scream. She only felt that her scalp was about to explode, and the biting chill came down like a chisel, nailing all her joints to death.

At one point, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened, and the almost veneer, creepy face of the mountain demon reflected in her eyes.

In that shadow, a light suddenly hung in the sky like a rainbow.

"I saw..." Ning Xiaoling murmured. She raised her hand and swiped it lightly.

Ning Changjiu's tense fingers left her forehead, and the boy let out a long sigh of relief.

It was a sword light gushing out like spring water, spanning the entire room, and everything it touched melted in this snow-like color.

That was the sword that Lu married at the gate of the imperial palace that day and slashed at the Emperor Xueyu.

The sword illuminated the sky of the imperial city at that time, illuminating every raindrop like a shining silver needle, and also illuminating the girl’s eyes looking up at the time, adding a bright touch to her empty heart. Longing.

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"Brother, can I be as good as this in the future?"

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"Brother, you are not allowed to lie to me."

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"Hey, what if one day I accidentally choose the wrong path?"

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"Brother..." Ning Xiaoling's lips trembled, and she couldn't speak with excitement.

Ten thousand miles of Changhong pierced through the sky.

This is a sword she never dared to imagine in the past.

Because she didn’t dare to imagine, she couldn’t draw it until death came, when the huge fear ignited the blood in the girl’s heart, she finally plucked up the courage to look directly at the brightest sword she had ever seen in her life. Light.

The only difference is that this light now has seven colors.

"What a beautiful rainbow." Ning Changjiu exclaimed.

Over their heads, a rainbow crossed by a bridge, not knowing where to go, the mountain demon melted into the color of the sky after the rain had passed.

Ning Xiaoling smiled happily. She wiped the sweat from her forehead. It was just in the magical realm of her heart, where could the real sweat come from?

"Brother, thank you." At this moment, the girl is still the same as she was when she was seven or eight years old, and she was serious and respectful.

Ning Changjiu smiled and rubbed her hair, accepting it calmly.

"Thank you for marrying my sister too." Ning Xiaoling put her hands together and said silently.

Ning Changjiu looked out the door and said: "Don't take it lightly, that old demon fox is still hiding in this city."

"Ah." Ning Xiaoling yelled softly, and immediately raised her spirit: "Well! I will be alert."

Ning Changjiu glanced at the brighter and brighter sky, and realized that when the sun came out completely and shone on the whole city, then the evil spirits of the heart would melt, and then...

Ning Xiaoling also thought about it, she said with trepidation: "If it keeps hiding, then after going out, I won't be able to grab it!"

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly, that the realm of the demon species is too high, and it is difficult for Ning Xiaoling to take the initiative of the body, and in this heart demon catastrophe, the meaning of realm is only to allow the robber to stay awake better , Even stronger mind, even Ning Xiaoling, with his help also cut out that heavenly sword.

So at this moment, the demon species is deliberately avoiding her, and only waits for the end of this heart demon tribulation, and then fights against each other.

"Brother...what should I do?" Ning Xiaoling said nervously.

Ning Changjiu patted her on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, leave it to me next."

Said he walked outside the house.

A little girl suspended silently in the sky above this world. She is slender and graceful, like a soft dream woven by Yunxia from a poet, her childish eyebrows are faintly painted, and there are thousands of stars in her icy eyes. The galaxy-like ribbon wrapped around her elbow, and her flawless skin was the purest white with a faint glow like rouge.

She is about twelve or thirteen years old, but the eyes of the city overlooking the city seem to have seen the change of spring and autumn for hundreds of years. If she grows up in the future, I don't know how miserable it will be.

She looked at Ning Changjiu who walked out of the room, wondering what he was going to do, and then, the girl's eyes shone slightly, with a gleam of luster.

"It's interesting."

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