Beyond the Divine States Chapter 431: : Juggernaut

The time in the God Painting Building goes back four thousand years ago.

That was the age when the six gods of the early days just descended on the mother star, and the dark lord had not come from the dead star domain to cover the sky. The humans and demons faced the native ancient gods on this new born star, drinking blood and drinking blood in the cracks. Survive.

But for civilization, it seems to be the beginning.

Si Ming sat on the stump, behind which was the newly built wooden house. She pressed her hands against the edge of the stump and looked up at the sky. Her long light-colored hair fell on the ground, coiled and stacked, stained with the fresh fragrance of vegetation.

Birds are chirping on the branches, and white clouds are also flowing in the sky. When the breeze is blowing, Si Ming always thinks of the night when the Yuhu Peak is sailing across the Qianfeng Peak, and suddenly he is fascinated.

If you indulge in this kind of beauty, it seems that all your worries will also disappear.

Suddenly, a hand was placed in front of her eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

The girl's voice sounded.

Si Ming's red lips were slightly picked, and he said lightly: "Little Li is really boring."

Shao Xiaoli let go and sat down beside Si Ming. She lightly pillowed on the woman's lap, watching the scenery flowing in the sun, and muttered: "It's been three days. What are we here for? Huh? I will forget that there are enemies if I stay here?"

This is already the third day they have come to the historical illusion of Shenhualou.

They built a yard here and lived there. They ate, slept, and sunbatheed every day, and occasionally went out to fight against the fierce demon gods, and the right to exercise their muscles and bones.

In such a leisurely day, when Shao Xiaoli looked at the white clouds many times, he almost thought that it was the peaceful years when they were living together in the mountains and forests after the robbery wave was over.

Si Ming squeezed her face and said, "Isn't it good to be leisurely? Do you still want to fight for life all day?"

"Of course it's good." Shao Xiaoli grabbed Si Ming's hand to pinch his cheek, and said, "But how do I think Si Ming is so unhappy?"

"Huh? How can I be upset?" Si Ming asked puzzledly.

Shao Xiaoli smiled and said: "Master and Master eloped together, leaving us here, Sister Si Ming is really happy?"

"They are going to do business." Si Ming glared at her, and said: "We must focus on the overall situation, you know?"

Not far away, Lu Jiajia was drying his clothes. The wet white clothes were spread out. When the wind passed by, they rippled like waves and made a rustling noise. The sunlight shone diagonally down and reflected on the clothes, and the reflected white light was dazzling.

Listening to their conversation, Lu Jiajia turned his head and stood at the intersection of light and shadow on the eaves, holding the hair blown by the wind, showing a bright smile.

Shao Xiaoli and Si Ming sat on a tree stump by the pond, talking quietly.

Suddenly, another hand was covered in front of Si Ming's eyes. Those hands were extremely soft and fluffy.

"Meow meow meow meow?"

The voice came from behind.

But Bai Zang obviously doesn't have the same treatment as Shao Xiaoli.

"I guess you are tall!"

Si Ming stretched his backhand behind him, grabbed the chain of the keel, and pulled the white cat in front of him.

Bai Zang stared at Si Ming a little innocently, thinking that if the lord of the dignified Silver Snow Palace played a game with you, he would still be disgusted. She fluttered and screamed, and the king character on her forehead looked very weak, but it was more like a decoration.

Siming is very vengeful. In Duanjie City, Bai Zang and her went to the Temple of Shufu, and she still remembered the scene where she was a prisoner along the way.

These days, she steals so leisurely, she will find reasons to bully Bai Zang.

For example, the reason for beating Bai Zang yesterday was that Bai Zang would not snap his fingers. Bai Zang strongly argued against this, saying how could there be cats in this world that would snap their fingers?

Now, after being bullied, Bai Zang was thrown out of the door and tied to a tree. His task was to look after the home.

Bai Zang never thought that he would fall into such a field. This is really a tiger falling in Pingyang and a dog grabbing a job...

Bai Zang lay silently under the tree, Guangyang was sifted by the gaps in the tree, and it fell on her raccoon-colored hair, with her round ears standing pretty. She curled up, turned her head, listening to the conversation and occasional laughter of the three stunning women in the door, meowing.

Four thousand years ago...

Bai Zang looked at the terrifyingly tall giant tree in front of her. The sound of the giant beast running away made her unable to sleep comfortably.

Four thousand years ago, she was just born. At that time, she was locked up with a group of wild cats and vying for food. At that time, she was a little afraid of the sun and did not dare to walk out of the dark and damp cell. Climbing up a tree at a time, nurtured the tiger's ambition and blood.

Now the world is unfolding before her again. She is no longer a superlative god, and she will inevitably feel a sense of time passing in her heart.

Bai Zang was reminiscing about the tragic years of the past, and the woods in front of him collapsed one after another. A great demon resembling an ancient cow tore through the trees and walked out of it with a ferocious face.

This is an era of chaos. In three days, Lu Jiajia and Si Ming have killed countless demons.

The devil-polluted ancient cow stared at this simple courtyard, roared, stepped on the ground with four hoofs, and walked towards it.

Bai Zang licked his paw, thinking that he could finally move his muscles and bones.

But Gu Niu didn't even look at her.

Bai Zang meowed for a long time, and the ancient cow finally turned his head and noticed the little spot tied to the tree.

It rolled its eyes and looked dismissive. As its head twisted, the horn cut across. The horn looked like a real giant blade and instantly tore the tree from it.

The canopy and half of the trunk were lifted off, and the sun poured down, illuminating Bai Zang's angry pupils.

Huh? Haven't you been scared?

The demon cow was slightly startled, thinking that this is the newborn tiger cubs who are not afraid of cows.

Its muscular body shuddered slightly, and the low roar was tremblingly transmitted from the body, turning into thunder and lightning from its mouth and nose. The giant cow turned around and stepped on the young tiger. Step on your flesh without respect for your life.

The huge hooves fell.

The demon cow was stunned. It didn’t seem to be a cat but an indestructible stone that it was stepping on. It could no longer press down the cow’s hoof with all its strength. On the contrary, its muscles turned back. It trembled with the powerful force that had always come, and it had no time to react, and the hoof and its whole body were abruptly lifted.

Then, while staggering, its steady body just fell toward the upper side of the earth.

The demon cow didn’t know what was going on, only a white shadow flashed in the light, and the white cat’s paws had stretched out of the foot pads, and the wind of the claws surged like a sword in the volley. On the body of the demon cow, the skin was torn, the muscles were torn, and the screams of blood gushed out.

Bai Zang landed lightly, too lazy to look at the reckless cow.

Shao Xiaoli heard the movement outside and came to collect the ingredients with a kitchen knife. Bai Zang raised his head and looked at the sun falling straight down. He untied the chain that was holding him silently, dangling it in his mouth, and then tied himself to another. On a tree, fell asleep again under the shelter of the shade.

In her sleep, she screamed two cats, seeming to complain about Ye Chan Gong and Ning Changjiu not coming back.

……

At this moment, on the snow-capped mountains in the north, Ning Changjiu and Ye Chan Palace are standing side by side, looking at the crystal world surrounded by the snow-capped mountains. The Tianhu surrounded by the mountains is like a bright and clear mirror.

"You built that lake for Xihe back then."

Ye Chan Palace pointed to the snow-capped mountains like a dust-free world, and said.

Ning Changjiu nodded.

He has this memory. At first he wanted to persuade Xihe to go to the world with him, but Xihe has the willful temper of a deep-bowed lady. He only feels that the world is dirty and does not want to go, so he is in the most A lake was excavated in the clear ground for her to bathe, but because of this, Xihe still came to the world, so the lake was silent for thousands of years in this ice and snow.

Ye Chan Palace retracted her gaze from the lake. The gold in her pupils had faded. At this moment, it seemed that her right eye seemed to be branded with golden dark lines.

The originally lovely and beautiful girl now looks more like a **** walking on earth.

They walked on the ridge together, and their shadows were reflected in the distant lake.

"Is this the far north of the world?" Ning Changjiu stood on the cold snow mountain and looked far away.

Ye Chan Palace nodded and said: "Well, this is the quietest place in the world."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Does Master like this place?"

Ye Chan Palace did not answer, but only said: "This mountain range has been affected by several wars, and the foundation is already unstable. If you and Xihe do not come again, this Tianhu Lake will probably be buried by the collapsed snow-capped mountains. ."

The ethereal voice of Ye Chan Palace was diluted by the cold wind, and in the silent Tianhu, two figures disappeared quickly, like dragonflies flashing across the water.

The snow-capped mountains faded quickly in the field of vision, like dandelions passing by the corner of the eye.

In a blink of an eye, they came to Beiming.

They did not stand on the cliff of Beiming, but went directly to the bottom of the sea.

In the Coral Sea, tiny fishes are wrapped in dazzling colors, one by one passing by, Ye Chan Palace looks around, the golden light in the right pupil is floating in the water like liquid.

The bottom of the sea is full of rare life. Sometimes mollusks and big fish with sharp teeth swim from above. The swinging giant tails are like hammers, but they turn a blind eye to Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong. Who is the phantom, who is the real.

The hem of Ye Changong's black dress spreads out like flowers in the water, and the thin feet wrapped in cotton socks are turning splashes of water. She is like a fish, swimming in the colorful and strange underwater world.

"What the **** is Master looking at?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"Look at the real world." Ye Changong's golden pupil flashed and said.

Suddenly, many mountains rose from the ground ahead.

"There is no sea on Moon Prisoner, nor such a scene." Ye Chan Gong said.

"The unobservable fairy mountains and sea of ​​clouds are also inhumane." Ning Changjiu said.

Ye Chan Palace gently fell on a big mountain, the mountain here has become a nest of sea snakes.

"This was once a land mountain, but it was swallowed by the tsunami." Ye Chan Palace said, looking at the black mountains in the sea.

Ning Changjiu hummed, and said: "Going to the deep sea is going on, the master will go there?"

"Hmm."

Ye Chan Palace gently concealed the skirt that was lifted by the current, and nodded in response.

In the blink of an eye, they came to the bottom of the sea.

Under the deep sea, the two looked up together, and the surface of the sea was undulating and flashing in the gloom, appearing extremely high.

"If humans were born from the bottom of the sea, how would they feel when they crossed the deep sea to see the starry sky for the first time?" Ye Changong asked softly.

"Perhaps it was the same mood as the first time the ascendant crossed the sky and saw the vast universe." Ning Changjiu replied.

Ye Chan Gong hugged her knees, and undercurrents flipped her skirt.

She is so immature and perfect...In this dark space with only two people, they are like ancestors, and they will breed tribes in the deep sea that no one knows, but their offspring will never be as perfect as they are. No shortage.

When it is quiet, people will always have countless thoughts flashing in their minds.

"I like this place very much." Ye Chan Gong said.

"Me too." Ning Changjiu said softly.

"It's good to stay in the world forever." Ye Chan Palace's heart seemed to have some softness touched.

"1.5 billion years have not been able to destroy us. I believe that one day we will go out of the deep sea." Ning Changjiu said. In his semantics, the whole world is a deep ocean.

"Yeah." Ye Chan Gong said: "I believe it too."

The two looked at the distance calmly.

Ning Changjiu suddenly felt that the girl around him seemed a little strange.

He turned his head and looked at her, the girl was trembling slightly in the lonely sea.

"Master, what's the matter?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ye Chan Palace looked at him and said: "I...so cold."

……

They are no longer in the deep sea.

In the next instant, they had crossed the sea and Qianrengu Mountain, and came to the clouds.

The snow-white birds tweeted and flew over the clouds with them.

"Master is still cold?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"It won't be cold when you get close to the sun." Ye Changong said.

Ning Changjiu looked at her cold face, always felt that she was trying to express some strong emotions, but any emotions became clear and thin after her filtering.

Ning Changjiu gently shook her hand.

The last time I shook hands like this, it seems to be three thousand years ago.

It was a pair of delicate and soft hands that were almost boneless. Ning Changjiu didn't even dare to use any force, but only dared to hold it gently. The proud and mysterious Immortal Sovereign, now looks fragile and unspeakable. Just like Qingluo who just broke the ground.

Ning Changjiu looked at her sometimes provoked corner of her mouth and asked: "What are you doing?"

Ye Changong lowered his head and said: "I am learning to express."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Learn to express?"

"Yeah." Ye Chan Gong said: "It is difficult for me to express sadness or happiness clearly, but I think they can be replaced by crying and laughing. Recently I often practice smiling."

Ye Chan Gong said this, smiling.

Her smile is bright and beautiful, no one will think it is half false.

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm even more curious about how Master cried?"

Ye Chan Gong's smile freezes in the wind, and Xian Di turns calm.

She didn't express any emotions, but Ning Changjiu felt a sense of unwarranted anger from her.

They descended from the clouds, and underneath was a vast desert.

The desert world is lonely and open.

Ye Chan Palace stared at it for a while, then turned and left, leaving her footprints on the beach. The footprints were small, as if a little swan was walking past.

"When the Wild River Dragon Sparrow arrives, this is her site." Ye Chan Palace said on the edge of the desert.

"Suzaku..." Ning Chang thought about the **** who killed Xihe for a long time. After a thousand years, he could no longer realize the unforgettable hatred that year. What lingers in his heart is more doubts: "Master and her What promise was made?"

"It's just a gambling agreement that has nothing to do with winning or losing." Ye Chan Gong said: "As for what she wants to do, um...it's related to Three Thousand World."

"Three Thousand Worlds?"

"Hmm. What do you think Three Thousand Worlds look like?" Ye Chan Gong asked.

Ning Changjiu couldn't give an answer for a while.

He has not had time to travel to the West, and he has not really seen the three thousand worlds.

In the blink of an eye, into the night, a false moon rises, casting a false moonlight.

They continue to walk together, through the snow, sea, desert, grassland and mountains, and through every part of the world.

Finally, they crossed the Southern Wilderness together and came to the southernmost point of the world.

It was a piece of Iceland floating on the sea.

"I didn't expect such a place further south in Nanzhou." Ning Changjiu looked at the dreamlike ice and snow world under the moonlight and said with emotion.

Ye Chan Palace walked in the moonlight, stepping on the ice with his toes lightly, like a dreamy master.

"Yes, it is said that in many parts of this world, evil poems were reproduced according to ancient civilizations." Ye Chan Gong said.

"The world is really vast." Ning Changjiu said leisurely.

"Well, there is such a beautiful world. Any life born here will not be lonely."

In the lightly broken words, they stepped across a layer of ice.

A long time has passed.

They traveled for several days in an illusion four thousand years ago.

In the past few days, Lu Jiajia and Si Ming are still quietly waiting for their husband and master to return. The only remaining big demons are gathering towards the Eighty-One City of Middle-earth, as if a mountain rain is coming. It seems that the remnant body of the young Ke Wenzhou is still under the middle-earth. Without knowing his life or death, the disciples of the sword pavilion have crossed half of the middle-earth, and are about to rush to the messy Guhuang.

The galaxy on the glacier is vast, the past and reality seem to merge in a certain sense, and together with time and space, it also seems lonely.

"That's it."

Ye Chan Palace stood on tiptoe and walked over the iceberg in the extreme south.

Ning Changjiu looked at the pierced mountains ahead, where an old sheep was lying on its stomach.

It is Yuanjun.

It seems to have been waiting here for a long time.

Yuanjun opened his eyes and stood up on the iceberg. This is its mythical form. It has opened it up and is ready for a decisive battle at any time.

"You said the Dark Lord is not invincible, right?" Yuanjun looked at Ye Chan Palace and asked.

"Yes." Ye Chan Palace replied: "I came here to verify my thoughts."

Yuan Jun asked: "Then have you verified it?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "Not yet. To really verify it, one condition is still missing."

"What conditions?" Yuan Jun asked.

Ye Chan Gong said: "The Dark Lord needs to stay away from this world temporarily."

Yuan Jun asked: "Away from this world?"

"Yeah." Ye Chan Gong said: "You don't need to destroy it, you only need to temporarily weaken its influence on this world."

"Idiot people talk about dreams." Yuan Jun sneered: "Chen'e, Xianjun, have you traveled around the world for so many days just to come up with an impossible answer?"

"It can be achieved."

"Huh? Who can do it?"

"It might be possible to raise a father."

"Father..." Yuanjun shook his head again: "The weak soul of the father, who can't even break the middle dungeon cage, how can he go to the fairy court again?"

Ye Chan Gong said: "My father once said that there can be a saint in the world for 500 years."

Yuan Jun frowned more tightly. He looked at the handsome young man in white next to Ye Changong. The face that had made Liu Shen's fearful was silent. Yuan Jun stood upright and said: "I know, as a projection, I can't kill you, but don't forget, for example, there is still a Tianji God Kingdom today. In these days, Tianji should also be reorganized. It has been Waiting for my signal."

Ye Chan Gong said: "You can wait."

The original Jundao: "What is the use of struggling in vain? Human beings are out of help."

Ning Changjiu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. Between the stars and the glacier, he seriously said: "If humans cannot save themselves, then God will save the world."

Yuanjun didn't want to wait any longer.

It raised its head and yelled at the sky.

The glacier melts, the sky is distorted, and the picture in the illusion of the God Painting Building collapses in large areas.

Ye Changong's lips pursed slightly, and the dark master is still staring at them, she still can't tell the truth of her guess.

She looked at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu nodded, ready to fight.

The long howling of sheep reverberated in the glacier world. Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, and Liu Xiwan, who was thousands of miles away, flew up. The girl's body became light and transparent, and the sword light and sword intent diffused. They all responded, as if the wind gathered in their palms.

Another great battle seems to be about to begin.

But the solemn-looking Hara-jun frowned suddenly.

Outside the Shenhua Building, the first person to respond to him was not Tianji, but Ke Wenzhou.

It was not a young Ke Wenzhou, but an old man with withered hair and a broken arm.

Outside the body?

Did the Juggernaut who showed incredible survivability and combat power in the previous battles were still just one of the outer bodies?

The power of the Dark Lord has reached this level of horror?

Ning Changjiu also noticed it.

He had imagined that Ke Wenzhou might use his body again, but he didn't expect that he was really so big!

Above the ruins of Gu Huang, the gray-haired old man stood indifferently.

He held a black sword and pointed it at the sky.

"Master Dark Lord, I have done this step, is it not enough?" Ke Wenzhou asked.

The quiet sky finally responded.

The Way of Heaven has penetrated in a little bit.

The heavy sky became thinner and thinner under the pressure of the dual powers of Dark Lord and Sword Saint. Then, the light stream of darkness fell in the air and crashed into Ke Wenzhou's body.

That is the true power of the Dark Lord.

Like Yanfu back then, he has thoroughly proved his loyalty through many **** battles. He is the only person who is qualified to be a container of heaven for the unique puppet created by the dark master in this world.

Outside the Shenhua Building, Ji Xuan saw a shocking scene.

Ke Wenzhou stood in the void, and his whole person was almost connected to the dark night sky.

Ji Xuan immediately threw out his slender sword, and the power of his life's Xuanze also poured out, but the dark master's beam of light was too strong, and his vast power could not shake it. .

Behind the God Painting Building, someone came with a sword.

That is Liu Junzhuo.

The disciples were still on the way, but she was in the forefront with the sword, and arrived a day earlier.

Liu Junzhuo saw the black air rising up into the sky from a long distance, and had an ominous premonition in her heart. It was not until she really saw the scene that her heart tightened completely.

Without any words, Liu Junzhuo directly used the power of the remnant country, drew his sword and slashed up.

She can no longer convince her master to be a good person.

Because at this moment, the master's body is covered with dark red cracks, behind him, the black energy is lingering, and the whole body is evil. What is this not a demon?

Ke Wenzhou looked at the woman who had killed herself, shook her head, and said, "Liu Xiwan wants to kill me. Are you a senior sister, like her?"

Liu Junzhuo's hand shaking with the sword, she rushed over like suicide, and roared: "You...so you have been lying to us! Do you know how much the senior sister admires you? You know how much the disciples are in awe Are you? You actually..."

Ke Wenzhou interrupted: "I have never deceived you. I will always guard the way of heaven and the rules of the world."

"You demon!"

Liu Junzhuo looked at the old man covered in red and black blood, and the sword finally approached.

Ke Wenzhou's calm face, but his brows wrinkled slightly.

He didn't expect that the sword of his own disciple had passed through the barrier, and it really pierced his chest.

"Is this... the power to help the remnant nation?" Ke Wenzhou suddenly realized, a look of pain appeared on his face.

The power of aura and the dark lord are completely different, so Xuanze's attack did not hurt him at all. However, the power of Yanfu was bestowed by the Dark Lord, and it was of the same origin with him. They were like liquids that wanted to be the same. Once they touched, they merged together.

Liu Junzhuo held the sword stubbornly, trying to push the sword forward an inch.

At this moment, she forgot all the swordsmanship, she just wanted to push it forward, even if it was only an inch!

Ke Wenzhou sighed softly.

He held the sword that pierced his chest and smashed it into pieces. When his thoughts moved, Liu Junzhuo snorted, his body flew out and smashed into Luohe.

Liu Junzhuo felt that all her bones were about to be broken. She pulled herself up from the turbulent river and wanted to fight again, but in her pupils, she saw the wound that she had pierced with all her strength, closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That is an immortal body!

Ke Wenzhou looked at her indifferently and said: "I am a betrayer, so I hate betrayal."

Speaking, he waved his sword and slashed towards Liu Junzhuo.

Between the electric light and flint, a golden light pierced through the sky and the earth, horizontally in front of her.

She vaguely guessed who came.

Boom!

The golden light touched the dark pillar, a huge stream of light swayed in the sky, and Liu Junzhuo was crushed down along with the entire Luohe water surface.

Ke Wenzhou was holding a huge black sword, and with just one sword, he cut back the forcing figure.

Ning Changjiu stood in the air, staring indifferently at the old man covered in black and red bloodshot eyes. At this moment, Ke Wenzhou is more like a devil in myth than a human being.

Ke Wenzhou felt the brand-new and incredible power in his body, calling the wind and rain, and changing the day...These terrifying vocabulary of the past seems to be as simple as moving his fingers at this moment.

Yuanjun also walked out of the God Painting Building.

He looked at Ke Wenzhou, as if looking at a great life, and said leisurely: "This is the power of the dark master, the darkness that shrouds us, and the invincible ghost!"

Yuanjun stared at Ye Chan Palace and roared: "Didn't you say there is a way? Now the incarnation of the Dark Lord is right in front of you, you killed him!"

Ke Wenzhou looked at them indifferently.

He felt the power that made him tremble. The earth and sky became paper in his eyes. All people were as small as bugs, as if they could be pinched to death easily, and said leisurely: "Ning Changjiu, You may be able to defeat me as a swordsman and defeat everything in the world, but you cannot defeat me at this moment, because this is the crystallization of a whole civilization doing everything 1.5 billion years ago. Your story is here. ......Ah!"

He was talking.

The head flew up.

Ke Wenzhou felt extremely at a loss.

He is an invincible existence, the only incarnation of the Dark Lord.

Who can cut off his neck, cut off his head?

He is extremely puzzled, is it a dream...or is it just an illusion of a delusion when the dark master's power is poured?

Ke Wenzhou hadn't figured it out yet, and the sword light came up again. It was a sword light he was so familiar with, and he didn't know where to see it for a while.

On his body, the right arm also flew up, flying together with the right arm are countless pieces of flesh and blood.

The heart was exposed, and then it was also stabbed through with a sword.

The painful feeling exploded in the sea of ​​his knowledge afterwards. It was pain that could not be described by thousands of arrows and thousands of swords.

But this pain soon ended.

Because his head was split in half by a sword!

Blood splattered.

Everything is blurred.

At the end of the line of sight, he vaguely saw a face, a face he knew but could not remember.

It was a boy with a broken arm.

The young man holds the sword, the sword he has sharpened in Gu Huang for a long time.

He stood in the air, looking at Yuanjun, Ning Changjiu, Ye Chan Palace, and finally Liu Junzhuo by the Luo River.

"Master...Master?"

Liu Junzhuo couldn't believe the scene before him.

It was a young man with a broken arm, but his aura was clearly that of Ke Wenzhou, the lord of the sword pavilion.

The young Ke Wenzhou stretched out his hand and continued to take over the power from the Dark Lord.

He looked at Liu Junzhuo, his voice was calm and heavy:

"The world has a holy for five hundred years, and now, this holy is with me."