Beyond the Divine States Chapter 99: : War Ghosts

Ning Changjiu solved a suspicion in his heart.

At the time in the Palace of the Little General, the body of Wang Shangyu's son was very calm and ordinary, as if he had been killed by a single blow.

Ning Qinshui's enchantment has been twists and turns, which is far more bizarre.

He originally thought that it was Hong Yujun, but Hong Yujun should not have such a weird method. Although he felt suspicious about this matter, he did not think deeply about it, but now he has been punched by her. The breath that once almost occupied his body was so terrifying and familiar, even he was a little creepy.

Ning Changjiu drew out the long sword, Hongyue spread a bleak light on the sword and was washed out by the sword air that followed.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Why did you appear in the imperial city that day?"

The young girl gently wiped her red lips with her finger, and smiled and asked: "I am also very surprised, why did you, a clearly dead person, survived and attacked my refined corpse demon? It almost made my big plans fall short."

Ning Changjiu continued to ask: "Did you follow Ning Qinshui?"

The young girl still did not answer directly. She looked at Ning Changjiu, as if looking at the fattest food in the world, winking like silk, and answered the question: "There is nothing terrible about turning into an evil spirit and wandering the world as a ghost. The most coveted thing, can you share your secrets? Say it, and my sister will let you out of this capital."

"Fengdu?" Ning Changjiu caught the word, which was the name of the Yin Cao Difu.

Ning Xiaoling on the side guessed a lot from their conversation. She was also shocked. She never expected that this beautiful woman who appeared like a cloud of smoke almost killed them in the imperial city that day. Ghost!

But shouldn't that ghost be dead long ago? Why does it appear here?

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

That's nothing more than the lingering spirit.

I said long ago that I would go to the imperial city to find sister Xiang'er for the New Year, brother brother, what are you doing...

Ning Xiaoling sighed in fear, holding the sword and moving slightly, leaning in the direction of the brother.

Ning Changjiu continued to ask: "What do you want to do?"

The young girl still answered the wrong question: "Hey, Ning Qinshui, the old Taoist who knows nothing about life and death, was promised a long life without knowing the truth or falsehood by a letter, so he deceived the imperial city. There is no dead body, this man. , Most of them are stupid. I can give him something like longevity. I don’t know how to hold the moon near the water platform, but I don’t know how to get the moon near the water.

The tone of her words fluctuates, like singing, and she is unspeakable sadness. Ning Xiaoling's heart feels hairy when she hears her, silently memorizing the sword and calming her mind, while Ning Changjiu is much calmer. He slowly raised the sword. On the center axis, a line of fire ignited.

"Huh?" The girl curled her lips, blinked with silver star-like apricot eyes, and smiled: "Is there any problem with the little boy? Do you want to directly work with the slave?"

Even though Ning Changjiu started the sword fire, the killing intent on his body was still calm. He asked, "What is the name of the ghost girl?"

"Ghost girl?" The girl chuckled, her eyes filled with a deep, insufferable sadness: "What ghost girl? The slave family has a name, called the slave family-Mrs. Bai."

The lingering sound of the character has not yet fallen, the young girl who claimed to be Mrs. Bai disappeared in place. Ning Xiaoling was mentally tense. The moment Mrs. Bai started her hand, she stretched out her sword to stop, but she still only hit the spot. The afterimage.

The ghost image was fleeting, and Ning Xiaoling was still in shock, but found that Mrs. Bai was still standing in place with the green sand jar and the green porcelain bottle, as if she didn't move.

Ning Changjiu's figure, which was finally pulled out, was slammed into the wall again.

Smoke billows.

The crimson moonlight is like a mist filled with blood, adding a touch of unspeakable beauty to the corners of Mrs. Bai's eyes and lips.

She moved the shadow curledly, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, looking at the figure drowning in the smoke and dust, she turned her eyes to the girl holding the sword.

"That day, I almost ate your innate spirit. It's a pity that an old thing messed up and broke my good deeds. Oh, your girl is really dead, dead and alive, alive and alive , I don’t know if I eat you, can I also swallow your fate?" Madam Bai stretched out her light and dexterous snake-like tongue, licked it along her gorgeous lips, and moistened it with a bit of luster. Yan color.

Ning Xiaoling didn't hesitate anymore, starting from the sword was the first sword style of Tianzong Yujian.

In any case, she is also a cultivator who has stepped into the fairyland, shouting every day to slay demons and demons. Now that the great demon is present, how can she not have a strong fighting spirit?

The sword light is extremely fast, so fast that only a flash of light can be seen.

She takes out the sword very seriously, just like she cuts every six-sided white snow petal with the blade when she practiced the sword.

Ms. Bai looked slightly different, she was a little surprised at the speed of the sword, and when the light came to a point, she also had an illusion that it was difficult to move in an instant.

Swordsmanship is a good swordsmanship, but the experience is too immature and the realm is too low.

When the sword rushed toward her face, she smiled with extra energy, and turned into a shadow, faintly scattered, the sharp sword cut through the void softly, and Ning Xiaoling turned around to fight back. Mrs. Bai had appeared behind her silently, and a pale hand stretched out from the side of her turquoise dress. That hand pressed Ning Xiaoling's back and slammed into a palm.

Ning Xiaoling let out a painful grunt, her steps were difficult to grasp the ground, and when she fell, she manipulated the hilt of the sword with spiritual power and came back through her arms.

The long sword flew into the air again.

Mrs. White appeared in front of her again, slamming a claw on the top of her head.

Ning Xiaoling finally staggered the key points, but her shoulders were still hit. She tilted her body with great force, knelt down on one knee, and the ground was full of cobweb cracks.

"Look...your brother is pretending to be dead, so he won't come to save you. He is intimacy on weekdays, and now the disaster is approaching, can you see the true face?" Madam Bai smiled coldly, and the figure appeared and disappeared from time to time. , Can evade accurately every time by rubbing the end of her flying sword.

Ning Xiaoling's every sword is extremely fierce, but every sword slashes into the invisible air.

She managed to squeeze the spiritual power of Xuehu and the Taoism taught by the Master of Marriage, but at this moment, it seems that she can't really use it heartily.

Of course, she knew in her heart that this was the oppression of her pure realm. If she really wanted to contrast with herself, she would only die faster.

With a click, Ning Xiaoling's figure also flew out.

Mrs. White was originally having fun, and wanted to make another palm to her chest, but suddenly her expression changed slightly.

Among the ruins, the stars are dotted.

Ning Changjiu had already stood up, beside him, the spiritual power had condensed into a picture of the formation pattern, which was his most skillful small flying formation.

Previously on the long bridge, when he was leaning on the railing, he secretly painted the corresponding formation with his nails. At that time, the younger sister laughed at him casually, and this long street is not far from the long bridge. Not far away, still within the effective range of the flying array.

"Want to escape?" Madam Bai's face was chilly, she was like a wind without any sound. When she suddenly moved, she turned into a flowing shadow, and forced her to the place where Ning Changjiu was.

Ning Changjiu drew the flying formation in reverse, and his figure disappeared.

Of course he didn’t want to escape, but he wanted to cut the long bridge directly. If the yin and yang are really reversed now, then the long bridge should have become the real Naihe bridge. Just cut the long bridge. , The entire building of Fengdu can be disrupted.

His figure disappeared for a moment, but did not capture the mark on the long bridge, and was pulled back again.

Ms. Bai's water-like shadow condensed and formed, and slapped it with a faint palm. The moment Ning Changjiu appeared, it happened to hit his chest and knocked the white-clothed boy out again.

Mrs. Bai smiled contemptuously, and said: "This city is my city, and all the rules should be formulated and controlled by me. You should put away your fancy formations. Don't take them out as shameful. , In my world, only the formations I allow can exist."

She smiled happily, like a drunk beauty, with a quavering smile.

It's just that she still has some regrets in her heart. If it hadn't been calculated to hurt her body by this young man, the two palms might have killed him directly.

But it doesn't matter, I am just a cat playing with mice, trapping them here and playing slowly with things. As long as the big event is decided later, you can completely close the city and wait for New Year's Eve to complete the reversal of Yin and Yang.

Behind him, the chill came again.

Ning Xiaoling drew the sword, leaped, and slashed with the sword in both hands.

This is a pose full of loopholes. Madam Bai found it ridiculous when she saw it, as if she could crush this yellow-haired girl to death as long as she stretched out a finger at will.

But soon, her expression changed.

The real killer move is an extremely thin, wicker sword intent!

This sword intent is not very powerful, but the subtlety of the divine intent in it makes her feel in awe after a glance. She can be sure that the original master of this sword intent is at least a member of the pinnacle of the purple garden. Major practitioner.

At the same time, the cold light behind him, like a bean, also lit up at the moment when Ning Xiaoling took out his sword, illuminating his back with the spot and face, and flanking Ning Xiaoling around.

Mrs. White's joke color was constricted, and her figure moved and disappeared in place. The next moment she appeared on the roof tiles, looking down, as if she could see their location through the snow and tiles. .

Two slender, white bone claws grew under her armpits, climbing down the eaves like vines and reaching into the house.

Ning Chang held the younger sister's wrist for a long time, and before the bones had closed the door, he hacked away the tiny skeletons with a sword and rushed out.

"Go!" Ning Changjiu let out a low voice.

Mrs. Bai didn't bother to play with them anymore, because the other side was almost done, it was her turn to play, and if everything was really done, how could it be so simple to just build a ground floor?

And these two teenagers couldn't escape back then.

On the road along the street, the snow-white lanterns swayed miserably.

A door suddenly opened, and inside the door, walked out one after another like walking corpses, their eyes fixed on the two fleeing teenagers, revealing gray and white rotten teeth, each of them like cheetahs. He rushed up like a desperate, and Mrs. Bai was also faster, passing through the night, and followed the group of ghosts, and stopped at the same time.

Pong Pong Pong!

Those figures fell to the ground one by one. They were not corpses, without flesh and blood, but ghosts that looked like dead corpses. The dead gray corpses had the aura of decaying things, their backs facing the scarlet moon, like the big rocks of the city, facing Ning Changjiu's location kept rushing.

The figures of Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling kept leaping and moving in a heavy pursuit. The corpses on the long street moved back and forth from room to room like locusts. A dense large net clasped by black threads and hung with decayed corpses blocked the road one by one.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling played swords together. Although Ning Changjiu's realm is low, she has plenty of spiritual power, and she uses long power to protect her body. Ning Xiaoling's spiritual power is slightly lower but her realm is higher. She hides in Ning Changjiu In the sword field that was erected, according to the posture of the sword scripture, the sword light that turned into a rainbow was cut out. The sword light was extremely dense, like a twisted and flashing electric snake in a thick cloudy cloud. Throughout the eyebrows, but can not really tear the clouds to stop the rainstorm.

At the end of the long street, while the sword light is still struggling, Mrs. Bai's figure has already been chased. Under the red moon, under her weak and veiled emerald cloud skirt, the dense snow-white bones grow madly. At the same time, he propped up the skirt high, and the bones were placed on the street doors on both sides, like strands of extremely sticky spider webs. Mrs. Bai was in the middle, with a coquettish face with red lips and white teeth matching the moonlight. .

For an instant, Ning Changjiu seemed to be in a battlefield where thousands of troops had rushed into the battlefield, surrounded by bones, and the corpse shadows stopped, like a ghost servant in armor and knives. Waiting in between prisons.

"Are you still running away?" Madam White's beautiful eyes flowed, her little fragrant tongue wiped her red lips, her smile was cold.

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