Beyond the Divine States Chapter 471: : Rebellion

Heaven and Earth are dizzy, seeming to wake up forever.

Suzaku and Zhao Xianger stood on the edge of the three thousand worlds, looking to the east, the faint whiteness of the fish belly in the east was also erased, and turned into a flat pale line, the upper and lower ends of the line, the world appears Depressed black.

Darkness is like water, blasting the flames of three thousand worlds, the terrifying high temperature is rapidly cooling, and the two-armed phoenix skirt flies in the hot and cold flowing wind.

Like them, Lu Jiajia, Si Ming, Shao Xiaoli, Ning Xiaoling...People from all over the world are looking to the east, looking at this unusual celestial phenomenon, and realizing something.

Even the hoofing mountain that stretches like a mountain has broken out some cracks in his body. His eyes slipped out of the cracks, looking into the distance, full of vicissitudes of life.

"The dark day is not a myth. The lord above the sky has come."

Suzaku looked at the sky and said with a sigh.

Zhao Xianger stared at the sky. She could see that the entire atmosphere seemed to be sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. They seemed to be in a sandbag. At this moment, a fist volleyed down. It smashed heavily on the sandbag, and the whole world bends in the shock.

Suzaku continued: "The battle eight years ago was indeed vigorous. It was also a great feat to expel the monarch briefly, but unfortunately, it was this kind of action that'angered' it. It should have been gentle. Infiltrate in, not now, come in rage."

The flames in Three Thousand Worlds and West Kingdom were completely extinguished, and the darkness also enveloped them.

The wind came on her face, blowing the girl's hair, and her bones and joints were pale due to the tightness of her fists between her sleeves.

"Anyway, it's all destruction. What's the difference?" Zhao Xianger said: "What's the difference between destruction now and destruction in decades? This is not a catastrophe of one person and a family, it is the misfortune of the common people! If there were no such eight In the next year, we will have no chance of winning."

Suzaku smiled and said, "The eight years have passed and it is coming. What can you do?"

"You..." Zhao Xianger looked at Suzaku, and put away the fierceness in her eyes, "Why are they not us?"

Suzaku laughed happily. She did not answer immediately, but looked into the distance: "This battle has already begun, Xianger, you have always regarded yourself very high, but now the momentum is coming, what can you do?"

Zhao Xianger stared at her and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Suzaku smiled and said: "I just said, my mother wants to watch a sunrise with you."

Zhao Xianger's silver teeth clenched, and the blue network was faintly turned between the snow cheeks, and the umbrella sword was wrapped around her hand, as if she was about to be unsheathed anytime.

Suzaku gently covered her hand, calming her, and said softly: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, this will be a beautiful sunrise."

How could Zhao Xianger be like her, watching the dark sun descend?

She knows that as long as she wins world power, she can unlock the Thunder Prison Kingdom. This is the only key now, and this key is by her side. I am the only person who has the opportunity to change everything.

The power of three thousand worlds was activated, and the girl instantly disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time, she appeared behind Suzaku, already leaping up in the air, like a bird spreading its wings, the blade is silent but has been out of its sheath, the fire and phoenix spirit sprayed out from the body, along with the white blade, in a beheading style Cut to the neck of Suzaku!

Wow!

The wind is blowing.

The flame on the blade was blown away instantly.

Zhao Xianger's umbrella sword is no more than half an inch from Suzaku's neck, but she can't go beyond that half inch.

The sword is still cutting across at a rapid speed, but it seems to have entered an infinite world, and it can't be cut to the end anyway.

This is the Western Kingdom, the kingdom of the Lord Suzaku.

In the past eight years, the gods have been slaughtered one after another, and people have gradually forgotten the majesty and horror of the kingdom of gods. Now the kingdom of gods has revived, in this world of absolute laws constructed by the dark masters and supported by authority. Here, the gods are invincible!

Suzaku turned around in no hurry, her manners really seemed to be nurtured from the courtyard of a deep palace, meticulous, and elegant beauty in her gestures.

She looked at Zhao Xiang'er, who was holding a blade in the sky. The girl's phoenix skirt was curled up, revealing her black dress like a killer's suit. Her brows were like swords, and her thin lips were like swords, all reflecting fierce killings. However, Suzaku's eyes were not at all displeased with this murderous intent, but were more gentle, as if they were admiring a beautiful porcelain doll.

"We are all caged birds nowadays."

Suzaku said softly, remembering how she looked when she first came to the world.

At that time, she did not have a specific body. She traveled around the world, looking for a body that suits her.

Later, she witnessed a hunting in a desert.

It was a big red nine-tailed bird. It was hunted and killed for a long time. It fled to the desert without drinking or eating for several months. Its body finally reached its limit. It fell into the desert, and then it was pursued. Demon Xiu pierced his heart with a sword, and he cut out the demon pill alive and took it away.

The big bird has a good cultivation base. Although it has lost its demon pill, it still hasn't died.

Its body is invaluable, but the desert is too far to be transported, and Moxiu had to give up. They looked at the dying bird, turned it over, and nailed the wings into the stone with a sword. It couldn't break free, and could only watch the sky that was no longer reachable, and was slowly exposed to death by the blazing sun.

The bird looked at the sky until it died.

Although Suzaku also found it incredible, she still remembered clearly that when she explored the sea of ​​consciousness of the red bird, she found that for it, it seemed more painful to be unable to fly anymore than death.

Suzaku at that time believed that flying was the eternal long-cherished wish of all birds.

But later, she discovered that this was not the case.

Many birds who have been in cages since they were young do not even have any concept of flying. Even if the cage is opened, they just flap their wings and even walk with slender feet, forgetting that they should be The elves of the sky.

Suzaku realized afterwards and realized that only by going across the sky can we understand the beauty and freedom of the sky.

But then, another bird changed her.

When she traveled around the world, she met a birdfinch who liked to raise all kinds of ferocious birds and monsters, but one day, the birdfinch changed her habit and raised a cute canary, canary. The finches are kept in cages and are watched by ugly and ferocious eyes every day.

The little canary grows up tremblingly like this, and has never been out of the cage, because once it gets out, it is likely to be pecked to death by other evil birds.

One day, a falcon was talking to a canary, and the canary said: "I envy you very much."

The Falcon took it for granted and said: "What do you envy about us? Sharp claws and sharp beaks? Heavenly demon power? Killing methods?"

The Canary shook her head, "I envy you all you can fly."

The falcon was stunned, and immediately burst into laughter. The laughter attracted many other birds. The big birds gathered around and laughed at it together.

"How can you bird growing up in a cage understand the horror of the sky... In this world, survival is an eternal need, flying is just one of the means of survival, only killing can make us live! "

"Well, otherwise, within an hour, you will be killed by other things."

"There is an old saying outside, the bird is safe in its ambitions? It is reasonable, hahaha..."

Listening to their words, the canary trembles with fear, but it desires the sky even more.

The finches do not know the ambition of the finches, but the finches cannot understand the wishes of the finches.

It has never been to the sky, but it does not prevent it from yearning for the beauty of the sky.

She didn't come from the sky.

She comes from the greater Taixu.

In the eyes of the world, the boundless sky is nothing more than a thin slice of Taixu as a whole.

If birds yearn for the sky because they yearn for freedom, where should she yearn for?

The starry night was shining, and Suzaku was lying on the desert where the red bird died, looking up at the starry sky, and the soft sand began to flow, submerging her body little by little.

When she was about to be completely buried in the sand, she stretched out her hand, as if pointing at a certain star in the night sky, or at a whole night sky.

"I'm going there."

When she climbed up from the sand again, she was already a dragon sparrow in a barren river.

She came from a star called "Saturn" 1.5 billion years ago. Earth is her destiny, but she yearns for the sky and the dust-free world.

Zhao Xianger's sharp blade is still cutting in her world.

In the eyes of Suzaku, the sky full of stars was reflected in a trance.

Everything is like a dream like lightning, and the world has changed a lot, but the Taoist heart will not change.

Suzaku's lips outline a smile.

She looked at Zhao Xiang'er, with her slender fingers against the blade she had cut, and pushed her out of her world little by little.

She said: "Why is your daughter so bad? Can't the wish of watching a sunrise with my mother come true? Hey, it's so arrogant, it's really not easy to get married."

Suzaku squeezed the sword's edge, the power of the world's laws was like a shackle, pressing on Zhao Xianger's body one after another, removing her power little by little.

Zhao Xianger used the power of three thousand worlds and jumped out of the shackles, but was quickly overtaken by Suzaku.

"Don't hide, Xiao Xianger, if you don't be obedient anymore, mother may spank your butt."

Suzaku's hand reached into Zhao Xiang'er's hair and grabbed her beautiful long hair. This scene is just like what Mrs. Bai did in Linhe City, but at this moment, in addition to the tender reproach, Zhuque's eyes , Without any resentment.

Zhao Xianger is like a bird, picked up by her with one hand.

Zhao Xianger stared at her coldly, without the slightest hint of compromise or concession.

Suzaku smiled softly, with a sense of relief as she watched her biological daughter return home after becoming famous. This absurd scene happened at an absurd dawn without sunrise, but it showed a strange harmony.

Suzaku grabbed her long hair and twisted her head to face the east.

"Look at the sky, the Dark Lord is already furious. It is frantically absorbing the aura from the Soul Devourer. When the aura in the Soul Devourer is sucked up, it should act on the innate agility it planted... I have to say that raising the dark master is a good plan, but it is a pity that now Ning Changjiu should have been arching bows and arrows, but the Thunder Prison Kingdom is not open, he is still a butterfly now."

Suzaku smiled and said: "Eight years of hard work have been ruined, Xianger, what do you think?"

……

The conversation in Three Thousand Worlds is short.

The gears of time will not stop turning because of their communication.

In the northern country, Lu Jiajia and Si Ming have taken the lead to take the lead into the sky with their swords and came to a high place.

There are countless cracks in the gap between the sea of ​​ruins and the virtual realm, and there are small black and red waves surging, each of which is tens of thousands of miles long.

Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother... an insignificant crowd also arrived one after another.

They all stood on the strongest side, looking at the black waves in the sky, and frowned.

"Where is the master? Where is the younger brother? Haven't they come out yet?"

The elder sister looked at Lu Jiajia and Si Ming, and asked quickly.

"No." Si Ming shook his head and asked, "Isn't it three months to eight years?"

The elder sister bit her lip tightly, she looked around, and finally turned her gaze to the west.

Suzaku...

"I will stop here first! Go to the West, find Suzaku, and find Zhao Xianger! The Thunder Prison Kingdom must be opened today, otherwise everything will be over!" The master sister made a decisive decision.

The words of the master sister were like thunder, and everyone realized that the last moment had arrived unexpectedly.

The elder sister did not give them any opportunity to refute. She and the two younger brothers looked at each other, flicked the dust directly, and went to the sky.

Si Ming, Lu Jiajia, and Shao Xiaoli didn't hesitate at all, they swept towards the West at full speed.

In the sword pavilion, Liu Junzhuo also came out with Kunlun in his hand.

Liu Xiwan is still trying to catch Ning's long-term consciousness, but Liu Junzhuo has not hesitated to take out the sword order of the sword pavilion.

When Ning Changjiu left, she gave this pavilion master's order to her, and told her that if the dark night strikes one day, she hopes that she will call you the sword.

Liu Junzhuo didn't know if it was the ‘dark night’ that he said at this moment, but looking at the overwhelming sky, she couldn’t restrain the urge to draw a sword.

She held the sword in one hand and Kunlun in the other.

Liu Junzhuo couldn't help thinking of the first time she drew a sword. At that time, she watched the water-like blade drawn from the ancient sheath, as if she had seen the most beautiful art in the world, completely intoxicated and drunk. Usually when you touch it with your hand, you will notice after the fingers are cut and bleeding.

"Draw the sword!"

Two short words.

Liu Junzhuo suddenly roared and raised his sword order.

The sword order is also like a power.

Liu Junzhuo's roar was expanded by the sword order and resounded across the earth.

After experiencing a brief panic, the monks drew their swords one after another.

What they have repaired is the Heart Sutra written by Ning Changjiu for them. This is a common destiny. No matter how disagreeable and despise each other, but the enemy is now, people seem to be a thousand people. The cracks full of blemishes naturally healed. On the earth, sword lights rose up from the ground, like high-rise buildings, they were connected to each other to form an indestructible steel plate.

Swords of light shot into the sky.

In front of many cultivators at the top of the Five Paths, there appeared pieces of stone monuments.

That is the Tianbei. In the past eight years, they have listened to hundreds of lectures by Mr. Five. They have devised their own ways and painstakingly to write their own Tianbei.

They are all waiting for the last moment to complete their respective monuments together.

At this moment, in the sea of ​​dark clouds, half of the body was blown up and the spring scales rose up from the sea. She wanted to crawl out, and wanted to hide in the human form, but she had just straightened her broken body from the sea. I saw the figure of Xuefa's silver skirt standing in the wind on the side of the sea of ​​no luck where the waves were tumbling.

"Quan Lin, do you have a lot to say to me?"

Bai Zang stared at her coldly, eyes like snow.

Quan Lin felt the unspeakable fear. If it were on weekdays, she would certainly have the confidence to fight against Bai Zang, but at this moment her body had just been destroyed by the meteorite, and her strength was consumed a lot. Where is Bai Zang's opponent?

"Now that the Lord of Darkness is coming, you should focus on the overall situation!" Quan Lin's voice was sharp.

Bai Zang shook his head and said: "You just said that I am an impulsive and angry cat. Since you said so, of course I can't let you down. In addition, I also think about it, claiming not to As a slave and maidservant, the God Lord Quanlin, who does not bow to anyone, has his bones been so hard."

Quan Lin looked at her in fear. She knew that Bai Zang was going to kill herself.

She made a decisive decision and dived into the sea, fleeing frantically towards the bottom of the sea.

But how can she escape?

Bai Zang has unfolded her mythical form, turned into a real white tiger, plunged into the river, sharp claws like a knife, tearing open the scales of the spring scale like a fish scale, killing her body Hold on to death, all the way to the bottom of the sea.

The blood stained the sea water.

The two gods are fighting on the seabed, the seabed is broken, and the ocean is also disturbed.

White Tibet won quickly.

The severely wounded Spring Scale gradually stopped struggling, and she was nailed to death by the dusty authority on the cracked seabed.

"Spare me, I am willing to follow you! You can do whatever you want me to do, be a slave or a maidservant, even if you are your mount... In short... Don't kill me..." The previous Quanlin is still in the virtual realm. He speaks loudly, but now it is like a dog wagging his head and begging for mercy.

Listening to her humble words, Bai Zang remembered the scene of Chang'e torturing herself. At that time, she was suppressed for several months, and finally couldn't help but speak, calling her master and letting her symbolize The chain of shame was wrapped around his neck.

But for some reason, there is not much hatred in her heart.

"If you begged Ning Changjiu for mercy earlier, he might be willing to accept you as a handmaid." Bai Zang said lightly, raising his claws: "But I won't."

"No! No! No!" Quan Lin cried heartbreakingly. She came from Huangquan, but she was more afraid of death than anyone else, "Yes! Ning Changjiu... Dedicated me to him as a maid Well, he will definitely accept it... In this way, this can be counted as your credit, right?"

Ning Changjiu's reputation is indeed the same in the world...Bai Zang sighed with emotion.

Bai Zang asked: "Did you think about this moment when you were on the virtual realm?"

Quan Lin cried and said: "I was wrong. I, I will never dare anymore..."

White Zang asked: "Are you willing to surrender?"

"Yes!" Quan Lin cut the railroad firmly.

Before the voice fell, the screams sounded, and the blood scattered in the flower water.

Quanlin's enchanting face slowly froze in the cold water, her neck was broken, and her face was full of distorted colors of pain and shock.

I obviously surrendered...

She seemed to be saying that.

White Zang said: "This is the end of surrender."

……

"Xiang'er, have you seen those sword lights? That is the sword light you created in the past eight years. I have to say that it is beautiful and powerful. Such a magnificent scene is brilliant enough." Suzaku's words are full of sorrow: "It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the flower is, it is just a flower. Even if it can escape the severe autumn frost and winter snow, it will be ruthlessly destroyed by the years and become muddy."

"The more magnificent they are now, the more tragic and magnificent they are when they are destroyed and annihilated."

Suzaku continued: "The dark day has not yet risen, and the only key is in my hand. There is still a chance for all this to change. Now, I give you this opportunity."

Suzaku picked up Zhao Xiang'er's long hair and got close to her. She looked at the girl softly and said: "Xiang'er, as long as you kneel and beg me for mercy now, call me three times. Mother, I will open the Thunder Prison Kingdom for you. After that, your success depends on your own good fortune."

Zhao Xianger stared at her, looked at the woman's dignified face, gritted her teeth and said: "Dreaming!"

Suzaku laughed, trembling with laughter, "Xiang'er, all you have to pay is a little dignity. Think about how Ning Changjiu treated you, how Heng'e treated you, and you Sisters, they really treat you as a sister. Now, they are dying, everyone is dying, and the only one who can save them is you."

Suzaku said softly: "There is no one else here, except me, no one can see your humiliation. If you kneel down and call my mother, they will have a chance to be saved. Could it be that... their love for you and Isn’t family affection worthy of your insignificant dignity?"

Zhao Xiang'er raised her head and looked at Suzaku, a daze flashed under her eyes.

"What...what do you want?!" Zhao Xianger's voice was a little hoarse.

"I don't want anything, I'm leaving, everything in the world will have nothing to do with me, I just want to hear you call me obediently, because of this..." Suzaku paused, seemingly embarrassed, she said Blushing and said: "Because of this, you are truly our daughter..."

Our daughter...

We?

Zhao Xianger quickly reacted, she said she and the master!

Her spirit comes from Suzaku, and her resurrection relies on the authority of her master. In a sense, she was created by them together.

Zhao Xianger looked at Suzaku with a strange light in her eyes.

Suzaku has never won Ye Chan Palace since its arrival. In the long years, Ye Chan Palace was the person who "remembered" her day and night, and this complicated emotion has gradually been gradually over the course of time. Becoming distorted and deformed, her wishful thinking towards Chang'e became more and more intense.

"Hey, Xiao Xianger, do you think your mother is embarrassing?" Suzaku smiled faintly: "Kneel down, you are my daughter, before you were sixteen, didn't you kneel before me? Many times? There is no shortage of this time, right? Or, do you really consider your so-called illusory dignity more important than the life and death of your loved ones?"

Suzaku held her hair and made her look farther away.

Zhao Xianger's pupils contracted.

"Look, they are rushing to the West, on their way to save you." Suzaku said, "But they are all here to die, I will kill them one by one in front of you, hey, You also want to thank me for killing them all. Ning Changjiu can only like you, and he can’t blame you, because after all, you are being held hostage by me, Xianger, good daughter, in your heart, right? Are you secretly thinking like this?"

Zhao Xianger trembled all over. She stared at the Suzaku, biting her lips firmly. Her lips were thin and slightly curled, as tender as petals, and she was bitten with blood at this moment.

Suzaku's words sounded like a curse, little by little.

She feels that her persistence is humble, and her dignity is insignificant in the face of the general situation. She wants to let go, but there is another fire in her body that is scorching her, so that she should not succumb to this demon anyway. .

Suzaku smiled faintly when she saw that she was still insisting.

She looked at the world and said: "It will not be long before the Dark Lord will begin to pull out the spirits, and the sword lights will be destroyed one by one. In other words, they are also killed by you."

Zhao Xianger could hear her heart throbbing.

In her mind, there was a picture of an individual monk exploding in pain, including strangers and people she knew well.

Suzaku let go of her hand holding her hair.

Zhao Xianger stood on the ground, swaying, as if to kneel down at any time.

Suzaku said: "I just want to get some pleasure from there, nothing more, the world is meaningless to me, my mother counts to three, if you don't choose, my mother won't indulge you."

"One."

She put a finger up, and quickly put up a second finger, "Two."

"Three!"

This sound was made by Zhao Xianger.

Her lips did not move, and the voice almost burst from her throat.

She did not kneel.

The blazing sun burned in her body, and the suppressed fire phoenix tried her best to spread her wings. She drew out the umbrella sword as fast as she could, and then mobilized the power of three thousand worlds to jump out of her imprisonment. Her little world.

The distance between the two is very long.

"Negative Yu stubbornly resisted." Suzaku said softly.

She reached out her hand.

But soon, Suzaku's movements also stopped.

Shit!

The sword pierced through the body, and blood spattered.

It was not Suzaku's body that pierced through, but Zhao Xianger's own.

Zhao Xianger inserted the sword into his chest and penetrated his heart.

Suzaku's expression changed slightly: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Xianger looked at her disappearing smile, but laughed: "Suzaku, I was almost fooled by you..."

Suzaku was silent.

Zhao Xiang'er's petite figure appeared thin, but her pale face showed a flowery smile: "What kind of pathological attachment to Heng'e, what pleases, what mother-daughter affection... In the final analysis, it is all A lie that pretends to be your ultimate goal, you just want my whole body and mind to give in, and then take the opportunity to usurp my three thousand world power! You have been longing for thousands of years, never succeeded, just now, maybe you are the closest to this It's time for strength, but a pity...cough cough..."

Suzaku really didn't smile.

Because she can feel that Zhao Xiang'er's sword can kill her as long as she moves slightly. At that time, Zhao Xiang'er's remnant soul will be wrapped in the fire and phoenix, and finally aroused the three thousand worlds. The power will also be shut down, and years of hard work will be in vain.

She must get that power before the Lord of Darkness actually descends.

"Without that power, you will also die. You will never go out. You said, you have already realized the disillusionment of ideals, but in fact...you are more paranoid than anyone else, right? Suzaku Empress?"

The blood soaked through her clothes, and the heart beats on the blade, every time it was a heart-piercing pain.

Zhao Xiang'er was trembling all over, only the hand holding the sword that was ready to commit suicide did not tremble at all.

Suzaku looked at her and said calmly: "If you commit suicide, I will die, but Ning Changjiu will die too. Can you bear it?"

"I don't trust you, so how can I hand my destiny into your hands? Many years ago, I signed an agreement with Ning Changjiu to rebel. There are four words in the agreement..." Zhao Xianger Her body was convulsing constantly because of the pain, but her pale cheeks showed a difficult smile: "I would rather die than surrender!"

At first, this was their joking remark, which meant that even if Ning Changlong died, she would not surrender, but at this moment there is a sense of truth.

Zhao Xiang'er was covered in blood. She gave up any spiritual repairs, as if rushing towards death.

"Stop!" Suzaku couldn't hold it first.

She couldn't watch the thousand years of hard work in vain.

"Stop, we can talk!" Suzaku snapped.

Zhao Xianger said lightly: "Don't talk about it, there is only one way in front of us, I will give you three breaths time to think about whether to agree or not."

"Which way?" Suzaku asked.

Zhao Xianger said: "We...exchange the kingdom of God!"