Beyond the Divine States Chapter 58: : The demon outside the sky, the last Zhao

Nine bronze statues of gods float towards the sea of ​​clouds.

And above the sea of ​​clouds, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared.

It's like when boating on the lake in the daytime, suddenly I saw a huge, oval shadow appearing under the wooden boat.

That shadow can evoke the most instinctive fear in people's hearts, because its appearance often heralds the arrival of death.

That is the devil in people's mouth.

Suzaku has not yet broken through the three thousand worlds, but the demon has already arrived first for some reason.

The national teacher's expression changed slightly, and he was relieved immediately.

He stood up, and finally glanced at the huge imperial city. The vertical and horizontal streets and squares were small and slightly three-dimensional at the moment, like a magnificent ancient scroll.

"Niangniang really... is a complete plan." The national teacher sighed heavily, and opened his hand in a certain direction.

In the center of the imperial city, the Great Seal broke the sword lock at once, and rose high into the air, flying towards the Jiulingtai.

The national teacher stretched out his hand and held the seal of the state in his hand.

Many years ago, he asked his mother how she had done so much for herself, how she hoped she would repay.

Niangniang only said three words to him: "Don't betray Zhao."

A month ago, the iron cavalry besieged the Qianyu Palace. For some reason, the national fortune that the seal of the nation had announced that it had been falling, suddenly seemed like a wild beast awakened and restored a lot of vitality.

In the past few years, what he did was based on the national destiny announced by the Great Seal. At that time, he thought he had read it wrong, but in the end, he did not make any extra moves.

Over the past month, he has suspected many times, but until today, when the Seal of the Kingdom once again linked with him, he was convinced that he had never betrayed the State of Zhao.

The old man stroked his gray beard, and sighed to himself: "At this point in my life, I haven't written many famous poems and prose. Even in his leisure time, he does all things like explaining words and annotating scriptures. Today, my teacher originally wanted to write the last word for you, but now it seems that I can’t wait any longer."

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a pair of huge arms peeled off the sea of ​​clouds, and a huge black head protruded from the sea of ​​clouds.

The main body of the head is like a black, jagged skull. On the forehead of the head, a pair of sturdy horns grow, and the position of the eye sockets that should have been empty, after peeling away the sea of ​​clouds, It suddenly lit up, like a pair of golden lanterns, exuding a holy light.

Originally, the national teacher, who had a calm expression, had already put his death away, his expression suddenly changed when he saw the head protruding out of the sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Jiajia in the imperial city also saw this scene. Even if she was far away, she could still feel the sense of oppression... On the big lake that day, facing the remnant soul of the old fox, she did not Feel this way.

That...at least is the peak of the Purple Court, right?

Even if the Sect Master is close to him, that's nothing more.

Although she has experienced too many unthinkable things these days, now, on top of her head, a heavenly demon on the top of the purple garden lifted the sea of ​​clouds, revealing a huge head, overlooking everything in the city, her heart still gave birth to something like never before The great sense of absurdity and the fear of poisonous needles.

"This is...the demon?" She held the hilt tightly, unable to even produce the courage of the sword.

On the Nine Spirits Stage, as the demon gradually revealed his true face that day, the old man's calm expression that had regarded death as his home gradually dissipated.

His eyes were round, his old body shivered suddenly, he raised his head, his pupils were dim, his wrinkled and chapped lips trembled, and he said in a puzzled way: "The soul swallower... So it turns out that the demon is such a monster. …What state is this? Why are these monsters here? Could it be that the empress is all wrong...How could the empress be wrong?"

In the legend, at the junction of the world and the fairy court, there is a sea of ​​ruins in the shadow that the hidden kingdom can’t interfere. In the sea of ​​ruins there are some monsters that devour spiritual power. They are the souls of the great demon after death. Transformation, floating in the void, without specific consciousness, just following instinct, swallowing the aura floating in the void.

Every mountain gate has a large formation to protect the mountain, in order to avoid attracting these legendary monsters when the mirror is broken and the thunder is triggered.

The world where they are floating, there is also a barrier like the sky, unless some real big monks break into the purple court and enter the five realms, they may be attracted...

Today, Zhao Xiang'er wants to end the spirit of the day after tomorrow at Jiulingtai, but he also attracted these monsters? Or a monster with such a high level...

Is this fate?

He sighed, and slowly raised his hands. The seal of the state was surrounded by cyan light, and a phoenix flew out of it, swirling and dancing around the old man.

He has tried to drive the Great Seal countless times, but no matter what means he uses, he can't check the power of the seal.

And today, with his thoughts, everything seems to be a matter of course.

There is no one on the Nine Spirit Platform.

So no one saw that since the phoenix flew out, the old man’s realm rapidly climbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, he broke the long-lived realm and entered the purple garden. This scene is the same as that day. Zhao Xianger above the imperial city used the Vermillion Bird Burning Pestle to force a promotion just the same.

The old man has accumulated rich experience for decades. At this moment, the national destiny is transformed into a phoenix body, and the realm shown at this moment is even more profound.

It wasn't until this time that he was in a good fit with the Seal of the Kingdom. If he could get to this point earlier, he would have the confidence to fight the old fox even if the four strands of his soul were one.

But at this moment, he doesn't have the confidence to defeat this spirit swallower, not at all.

In the sea of ​​clouds, the pitch-black head pressed against the ground little by little, and the two golden pupils were the big boats floating in the sea of ​​clouds.

And when the nine spirits flew into the air, the golden eyes locked them.

The one who attracted this spirit swallower was the nine spirits that were about to merge into one.

Zhao Xianger's realm is too low now, and it takes far longer than imagined to fly through the three thousand worlds.

The national teacher originally wanted to see the last time, but now I want to come, but I can't wait.

He sighed: "I only wish the young phoenix to be clear to the old phoenix."

With the old sigh, the shadow of the phoenix surrounding him flew toward the sky.

One more word at the end.

He presses his sleeve and raises his hand, like holding a pen in his palm, draws a virtual picture in front of him.

First, it's a stroke and a flick, which is the word "乂".

This is a very simple word. As soon as it is drawn, there are two rivers of snow-white veins flowing in front of you, intertwining each other, like two yangyang sword airs rising out of thin air.

In the sea of ​​clouds, the pitch-black skull horns turned to point in the direction where the national teacher was.

It has no specific awareness, but it has an extremely keen sense of danger.

The word "乂" cut out the sword energy.

That is the essence of the national destiny. The vast sea of ​​clouds slowly split, like a white paper cut by a knife, forming a huge word "Xi", shrouded in the sky above the imperial city.

The head between the sea of ​​clouds is exactly at the junction of the strokes.

The tips of its pair of horns were cut off, and the aura that turned into substance slowly dissipated.

The spirit swallower let out a low roar, its body is still at the junction of the two worlds, and at this moment in a rage, he hastened the twisting of that huge body, like a fetus leaving its mother, wanting Come into this world.

Guoshi sighed long.

It's more tricky than I thought...

Even if you try your best, you can only delay Zhao Xianger for a while, and I don't know if she will be able to resist her return by the Vermillion Bird later.

But it's all behind the scenes.

He began to write the second word.

The strokes of that character were originally square and upright, only the last two strokes were very elegant strokes and strokes.

That is the word "go".

The combination of "Go" and "Yi" is Zhao.

Zhao with upside-down strokes.

This is the word that he has exhausted his entire life. At the last moment, he truly fits with Dao and Heart. Therefore, the national fortune of the entire country has fallen on him at this moment.

"Unfortunately, it is still not perfect. I hope that in the future, Xianger can write more magnificent words..."

The old man's sigh echoed in the city.

As soon as the words came out, there was no water formed by the surging national destiny, and there was no light condensed by the biting sword aura, it was like a gentle wind, a plain and light cloud, and the host was displeased, treat A simple gesture when going out.

The spirit swallower let out a painful wailing, it kept stirring the sea of ​​clouds, but its figure receded a little bit, and the wailing sound seemed unwilling and angry.

The dark head slowly disappeared, and the sea of ​​clouds gradually closed, but if you look through the sea of ​​clouds, you can see that in the split virtual realm, the soul swallower's body is a little bit backward, but his hands are still scratching cracks. As long as the word "go" that contains the true meaning of heaven and earth disappears, it can make a comeback again.

And on the stage of Jiuling, the old man sitting on the stage has passed away.

The Zhao character exhausted all his strength.

But even so, it is impossible for him to really repel the spirit swallowers. What he did was to delay the time. Before Zhao Xianger returned, he would keep the nine spirits, which was about to condense into Zhao Xianger's Taoist heart. The spirit of acquired.

A flame ignited from the old man.

That is the real phoenix fire.

After the old man wrote the last word, Feng Huoliao burned himself, but unfortunately it was not Nirvana, but just seeing off.

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In the sea of ​​clouds, as the spirit swallowers retreated, the wandering nine spirits finally settled down temporarily.

They also felt the death of the national teacher, and let out a weak cry.

The sky cloud cracked, and the chirping of the Suzaku overwhelmed everything.

On that Suzaku's back, a girl in black is still sitting cross-legged, just as if only an empty shell is left.

Her appearance hasn't changed much, but at the moment, Zi Mansion is full of anger.

That is the mark left by three thousand streams scouring the body.

In order to cast a taller building, the original small building must be demolished first.

After she is completely spiritualized and restored in a few years, the atmosphere of the Purple Mansion must be a magnificent sight, but now, her heart is as fragile as a piece of extremely thin glass. Shen will be fragmented.

Flowing fire rolled over the sky above Jiulingtai, the statue of Vermilion bird dissipated from the sky, Zhao Xianger's figure lightly landed, and the national teacher had already dispersed in the sacred fire.

After all, the husband and the students could not meet for the last time.

Zhao Xianger stood for a long time and gave a deep salute, then she raised her head and looked at the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, the ancient scroll in her hand has burned to the last few pages.

With her arrival, the nine spirits wandering in the sea of ​​clouds began to gather, and they merged together and became a complete creature.

The ganoderma-like spirit is the neck, the long pointed conch is the beak, the sharp halberd is the claw, the kite is the wings, and the feathered snake is shaped like a long tail feather...

The nine spirits gathered together, and all the brilliance faded from them, becoming pitch black.

It was a big bird with no color, as if all the light falling on it was absorbed.

Hovering between the sky at the moment, it is more like a vivid shadow cast on a shadow puppet show.

That is her acquired spirit.

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The last few pages of the ancient scroll are about to be destroyed. Zhao Xianger placed it in front of him, took three steps back, and waited intently.

In the ancient scrolls, Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling’s foreheads touched each other, Ning Xiaoling’s demon nature gradually receded, and the sharp claws that pierced his chest also gradually shrank, leaving only a few blood holes that have not yet been closed. .

The blood in the corners of Ning Changjiu's mouth has dried up. His eyes are slightly distracted, but he is staring at the front, his arms are almost too stiff and numb.

And most of that Xuehu's body has been pulled out by Ning Changjiu.

And its teeth were biting Ning Changjiu's arm firmly. Under the two rows of extremely deep tooth scars, the muscles were torn and the blood flowed. It's just that without Ning Xiaoling's body as a backing, her strength was weak. less.

Ning Changjiu once said that he is good at fishing.

What is fishing?

The second brother once said to him that even the most powerful fish, as long as they are pulled ashore and have nowhere to show their strength, they can be slaughtered. Even if they are not slaughtered and exposed to the sun, they will become delicious dried fish. Up.

Now this snow fox doesn't have the Zifu Qihai as its backing, and it has been smashed into many bodies by that unknown branch. It has lost most of its supernatural powers, and it can't directly crush Ning Changjiu's arm in one bite.

But even so, she still has a tail firmly wrapped around Ning Xiaoling's body, and it is still difficult to separate it from how Ning Changjiu tears it.

This empty city has long been engulfed by gray fog.

On the farthest edge, the last building collapsed.

The snow fox suddenly loosened his teeth and burst into an uncontrollable laugh.

"You... still failed."

Xuehu opened his mouth, and his mouth was full of blood in his teeth. As the world was about to collapse, Ning Xiaoling also felt her body, shivering constantly like an ice cellar.

This world collapses, and the limitations of the unobservable three characters will naturally collapse with it. When the role is reversed, she becomes a sword, and Ning Changjiu is a fish.

The last page of the ancient scroll burned.

The smoke disappeared.

A smirk appeared at the corner of Xuehu's mouth.

After the ancient scroll dissipated, her eyes were blinded and she could not see. She could only perceive everything around her with her spiritual vision.

She found that she seemed to be on a huge platform, and her head was a sea of ​​clouds, and the teenager and the girl passed out, but Ning Changjiu still clung to her body.

But until the ancient scroll shattered, he still failed to do so after all.

She feels a little sorry for him in her heart.

Even if he just entered the Profound Realm, he should be stripped of Ning Xiaoling's body today.

When the manpower is finally exhausted.

Just as he was about to cut off the boy's head with a claw, Xuehu's back suddenly felt a chill of coldness.

Behind her, a girl in a black dress stood only three steps away.

On the side of her body, a huge black goddess snail danced around, and as the girl raised her hand, countless extremely fine particles condensed, and a black long sword with almost no thickness showed its shape, the girl When he raised his hand to a high place, the long sword just happened to be condensed.

The ancient scroll was shattered, and when Ning Changjiu, Ning Xiaoling and the Xuehu appeared, the long sword had already been swung down.

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(ps: It’s been updated a bit later, sorry~ Tomorrow is the last chapter of the first volume. It is a relatively long chapter. Many things will be revealed. Well, tomorrow is also the author Jun’s 22nd birthday~ Chapter time Good card, praise yourself!)