Beyond the Divine States Chapter 54: : Ancient scrolls are prisons
"Let it go..."
Lu Jiajia raised his sword and aimed it at the dying Xueyu Monarch, and a voice suddenly rang behind her. She turned her head, and a white-clothed young man stood tired and pressed against her. hand.
Lu Jiajia turned sideways, looked at Ning Changjiu, frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"
Ning Changjiu did not answer directly, but asked: "What is the most powerful curse seal of your sect, engrave it, and then let it go."
Lu Jia married and said: "The curse imprint is engraved on the gods and souls. It is a technique used by demons and monsters. I...have never learned it."
Ning Changjiu said: "Then I will teach you one, **** bone burns body print."
Mr Xueyu's face changed drastically, and he wailed: "Your younger sister is in danger now, are you still in the mood to torture me? How come you, younger sister, stand on a brother like you, even her life and death are not in danger?"
Ning Chang didn't pay attention to it for a long time, but just watched Lu Marry and said: "Time is tight, and 50% of it will be good."
Lu Jiajia nodded silently as he listened to the heart tactics he told. After understanding the principle, it is not difficult to implement this curse seal. Lu Jiajia tried the way of luck that he said, but he was already adept twice. About a quarter of an hour later, she opened her eyes and nodded gently.
Mr Xueyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he kept struggling with his body. The wings that were nailed by the sword kept bleeding. It wailed, "You must impress me for what you want me to do... This seal will be avoided. , You said, I promise to do it, as long as I hesitate, you can pull my hair out, don’t... don’t come here..."
Lu Jiajia didn’t pay attention to it at all. He used his finger to turn into a curse, and drew lines of crimson color, like a half-dead soul worm floating in spite, and drilled into his body along his broken flesh and bones. Amidst the wailing sound, that blood-bone burning body imprinted into its body.
Ning Changjiu bowed to her and said, "It’s hard work, girl Lu. This kind of curse is meant to be incompatible with heaven and earth... After Xiaoling recovers, I will worship you as a teacher with her. Thank you slowly for your kindness."
Lu Jia married and said: "I know the backlash of the curse seal, you don't have to explain anything to me, it's important to save people."
Ning Changjiu said: "I have another presumptuous request."
Lu Jia married and said: "Say."
Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand: "Miss Lu, please lend me some spiritual power."
Lu Jiama frowned and said: "You are weak now, and the strong spiritual power does not flow through your sea of qi. If you are not careful, your only spiritual veins may be shattered!"
Ning Changjiu still stretched out his hands and said firmly: "A little bit is fine."
Lu Jiajia sighed softly, stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally put it on his finger and squeezed it tightly.
On the empty square of the imperial city, the two clasped their hands.
This was supposed to be a shameful action between teenagers and girls. At this moment, it seemed that instead of being ambiguous, it was solemn and lonely, as if some kind of ceremony was being held.
Ning Changjiu's pale face turned pale in an instant.
This is completely different from when he absorbed Ning Qinshui that day. It is Wuzhu's spiritual power, which fits his body, and Lu Jiajia's spiritual power contains a sword intent that is difficult to erase, flowing through The body is like a knife cut.
He tightened his lips, condensed a finger, pointed it out like a sword, and pointed at several big holes of Mr. Xueyu.
The dying demon bird quickly became agitated. It suddenly discovered that there was a lot of spiritual power in the body, and the light returned... and it found that its sense of smell, hearing and vision had changed in a short period of time. Very keen.
But it didn't feel the slightest joy. He knew very well that this method of acupuncture acupuncture points was tantamount to loosing the body, activating the spirituality of the senses in a short time, but it actually caused great damage to the body.
"Thanks a lot." Ning Changjiu thanked him gently and let go of Lu Jiajia's hand.
Lu Jiajia nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her sleeves and rubbed a few little fingers with her thumbs in her sleeves... slight pain.
Ning Changjiu took out a piece of purple gold talisman paper from his arms, put it in front of Mr. Xueyu, and said: "Smell the flavor and the meaning of this, and find her within an hour."
Mr. Xueyu wanted to cry without tears: "My wings are tied like this, and the air is leaking. How do you fly?"
Ning Changjiu said indifferently: "After an hour, the blood and bones will burn, and your body will be completely burned. Then there will be no air leakage."
Xueyu Jun was stunned for a while, and then he sniffed this talisman earnestly. Each purple-gold rune has a unique meaning, and this talisman has been posted on Ning Xiaoling for a long time. Residual, not to mention that its senses are also stimulated at this moment, and it is several times more sensitive.
I’m...have the carrier pigeon changed into a hunting dog?
When Xueyu Jun thought of the tragic fate an hour later, he smelled harder.
It endured the pain and raised its **** wings, and flew over the imperial city.
Lu Jiajia asked: "This kind of curse seal is an evil spirit. Where did you learn it?"
Ning Changjiu sighed: "It's nothing but doing everything...your blue and white sedan chair, can I sit for a while?"
Lu Jiajia looked at the young man who had lost his cultivation, and nodded with a pity, "Of course."
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I have to say that Jun Xueyu has a talent for being a hunting dog.
In just half an hour, in the west of the city, it began to hover high in the sky. That was the signal they agreed upon at the beginning.
Ning Changjiu walked out of the blue and white sedan chair, and said, "Miss Lu, follow me. You will be in the dark later, unless the younger sister is crazy, don't come out."
Lu Jiajia didn't know what he was going to do, so he just nodded.
After briefly confessing, Lu Jia married the fairy sword out of her waist, leaped, and stepped on the sword. She grabbed Ning Changjiu's arm and pulled him up. The fairy sword flew away, toward The direction that Xueyujun hovered straight away.
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Ning Xiaoling slowly crawled out of the pit, full of mud.
Suddenly she saw a spinning shadow on the ground. Her body rushed up, trying to catch the shadow, but the shadow kept spinning, so she followed it on all fours. The shadow rushed, like a cat leaping towards the shadow.
In the sky, Mr. Xueyu kept circling, the shadow on the ground was naturally his own.
It watched the little girl who gradually lost her humanity and gradually revealed her bestiality, chasing her own shadow, even if her wings were severely injured at the moment, she flew more hard and excited.
Suddenly, Ning Xiaoling stopped, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky.
At that glance, I could see that Jun Xueyu was completely cold. He did not dare to linger any more and wanted to evacuate directly. However, Ning Xiaoling hissed his mouth. The two pointed tiger teeth were obviously longer, almost Pierced her tender lips.
And those eyes are like many grains of blood.
The diffuse blood continued to spread, almost swallowing her pupils.
Behind the girl, the four huge and illusory tails were revealed again. The muddy girl, after revealing the fox tail, the whole person's momentum also changed. There was a generation of demon kings looking at Nanzhou. The scarlet style.
Mr. Xueyu knew that he was locked in by her gaze. At this moment, the curse mark hadn't happened yet, and it was almost bound to die.
At this moment, the door of this empty house suddenly smashed.
A snow-white figure suddenly fell in.
Ning Xiaoling, like a real fox, ran away in shock, and ran away several feet.
The one who came was Ning Changjiu.
Ning Xiaoling's eyes suddenly lit up, she recovered a bit of clarity, her lips trembled, as if she was trying to say something, but the instinct of her body made her unwilling to approach each other at all.
The next moment, Ning Xiaoling's eyes changed.
She suddenly saw that Ning Changjiu was clutching her chest, blood oozing from his fingers, and a sword came suddenly behind him.
It was a man in black.
Ning Changjiu was hunted down all the way to this point.
Only heard a sneer, Ning Changlong avoided it, his sleeves were torn off by a sudden sword, almost without any pause, the tip of the sword turned, and the next sword pierced his throat again. Come.
Ning Changjiu leaned back and barely avoided the sword, but the man in black suddenly lifted his foot and kicked him in the chest. Ning Changjiu snorted, his body slammed back towards the ground, towards Ning Xiaoling. The smashed pit slipped away.
And the sword of the man in black was chasing after him, and he was about to stand up.
Ning Xiaoling's expression changed drastically, he screamed, and rushed forward, subconsciously guarding Ning Changjiu's body. He directly grasped the sword with both hands and twisted it with a sharp twist. After removing the scrap iron, he slapped a palm, and shook the figure of the black man back several feet in a crash.
A blankness flashed between her eyes, as if she didn't understand why she suddenly did this.
Suddenly, a young man in white behind her grabbed her wrist.
She was frightened again and wanted to swipe away, but suddenly felt dizzy. A force that seemed to be able to distort the space grabbed her. The feeling was more like a sudden trip on the edge of a cliff, her body falling, All at once fell into a dead end.
Ning Xiaoling gave a long whistle, and shot it down with one claw, but hit the empty space.
The sky is spinning around in sight.
She found that she was still in this city, but there was a dead silence around her.
In the yard of the original empty house, Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling were gone. They just heard a snap, an ancient scroll fell to the ground, and the pages of the book were closed by the breeze.
The man in black holding a twisted iron sword took off his mask.
That is Zhao Xianger.
She walked to the mud pit, squatted down, and picked up the ancient scroll.
There is a small world hidden in the ancient scroll, which is the historical epitome of the Zhao Kingdom's imperial city. Ning Changjiu forcibly pulled her into this ancient scroll with herself.
The secret conversation between the two previously rang out in my ears.
"This ancient scroll was damaged in the battle between the old fox and the witch lord. At this moment, the spiritual power is greatly lost, and it will not last long."
"How long can it last?"
"Up to two hours."
"Then two hours."
"What if you fail to control your junior sister in two hours? What if she is completely infested by demons?"
"Then throw this ancient scroll into the place where the old fox was once held, so that even if she breaks out of the scroll, she will still be in a cage."
"Then what do you do? You will almost certainly die!"
"I won't die."
Ning Changjiu answered like this, just thinking in his heart: "I also want to know what kind of world I will see if I die again."
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"Are you really going to throw this ancient scroll into the underground palace?" Lu Jiajia took a long sword and walked out of the dark, looking at the girl who was squatting on the ground, holding the ancient scroll, and asked. .
"Throwing into the copper furnace seal is indeed a surefire solution." Zhao Xianger's voice was very soft, and the whole figure faded away, leaving only a thin color: "But how could my mother allow me to make this choice? ..."
Lu Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded: "How about your Highness's resolve?"
Zhao Xianger tore off the black turban with her long hair, and the long, coiled ponytail fell down. She got up holding the ancient scroll, her expression returned to calm, but she couldn't conceal the indomitable decisive aura. Said: "Thank you sister Lu Yujian to take me to Jiulingtai, the sooner the better."
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(Two more changes tomorrow!)