Beyond the Divine States

Chapter 119: Dance of Destruction

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Just when it was about to smash into the door, the tip of a sword poked out from the crack in the door. The sword light was like a water dragon raising its head and stabbing away.

Then, a sword slid through the crack of the door and plunged straight into the skeleton of its chest. The sword light stirred and turned into a scorching flame. While piercing the bones, it burned the skeleton of its chest into a charred black. .

The bull's head didn't understand. It couldn't feel any pain, but it could feel the passage of life. Of course it wouldn't sit back and watch it die. It raised the heavy ax and smashed it forward. His arms were extremely thick and the ax was very heavy. , this should have been a moment as fast as the flash of lightning, but it was overtaken by a faster sword light.

The door suddenly opened, and in the dark room, a figure came out with a sword. The figure suddenly drew the sword. When the bull's head raised the ax, he cut off its hands at the wrist, and then pressed the long sword against it. His chest suddenly rushed forward.

When they reached a certain place, the two figures suddenly stopped at the same time, and the sound of clicking sounded continuously. The sword that pierced its heart bone passed across it, and its spine and sternum were all chopped into pieces.

The cow head heard the sound like firecrackers. It felt no pain, but found that its arms could not use any strength. It took a look and found that its arms were gone.

Then its upper body began to tilt. It took another look and found that the bones in its body had also been severed.

Before its upper body hit the ground, the sword had been drawn out, thrown away, and pierced into its forehead. The man held the sword and stirred it hard, directly cutting off the horns that were still stained with blood.

With just three sword strikes, the bull head that hit it with such force was killed on the spot. Before it died, it didn't even see who killed it.

The person who drew the sword stopped, she withdrew the sword, then raised her beautiful face, and showed a faint smile to the red moon.

Mrs. Bai saw her smile and her heart trembled.

That's Zhao Xiang'er!

She holds a long sword in her hand, wears a clean ponytail, and is dressed in men's attire. She has a heroic appearance.

Then who is facing Shubai outside the yard now

As soon as this idea came to her, the sound of fighting stopped outside the house door, the courtyard door opened, and the white trees slowly floated back into the house, with many scars on their bodies.

Madam Bai clutched the armrest tightly, stared at him, and asked, "Where is the person?"

Shubai was like a puppet, and his voice replied without any fluctuation: "Run away."

"Ran?"

Mrs. Bai's chest rose and fell. She understood, but several consciousnesses surged in her heart. They kept arguing. She covered her head and dug her fingers deeply into her long hair. She pulled hard and pulled off a hair. The long hair, but the long hair is no longer as silky as before, and its ends are faintly curled like withered grass.

She looked at the long hair in her hands and said, "It's so disgusting..."

In a corner of the street, Jiuyu finally removed his shadow. Ning Jiujiu leaned against the wall, straightened her white dress, and looked around to make sure no one noticed her.

He sighed sadly, thinking that he was so unwilling to let Zhao Xiang's children dress up as men, but he himself had to work hard and uncomplainingly when he was dressing up as a woman...

"It's so ugly." He said dissatisfiedly as he looked at the small skirt he was wearing.

Then, he picked up the sword and carved a formation pattern on the ground.

Xiao Fei Kong Formation.

They started planning from Madam Bai's first sword falling from the sky to killing Niu Tou and her thousands of corpses, just to drive her completely crazy with round after round of stimulation.

Before he arrived, he had taught Zhao Xiang'er the formation of the Xiao Fei Kong Formation, and he had also drawn one in his old house.

When Mrs. Bai found out that she was being teased repeatedly and couldn't suppress the demonic nature in her heart, she went crazy and rushed out of the yard to kill herself at all costs. He then drew the flying formation and returned to the old house. At the same time, Zhao Xiang'er also drew the Xiao Fei Kong Formation backwards, came to the place where he left the brand new formation, and killed the completely possessed Madam Bai!

If all of this goes well, the last part... and the most risky part is...

As Ning Jiujiu thought about it, spiritual stars had appeared around him, which were the patterns of the flying formation. As long as Madam Bai appeared, he would draw the formation in reverse and leave as soon as possible.

But Mrs. Bai's yard was extremely peaceful.

It was a long moment of dead silence.

It was as if the whole world was frozen by ice, unable to make the slightest sound.

This dead silence was ominous and made him feel a little uneasy.

He took the risk and walked from the shadow of the wall to the light of the red moon. He raised his head, looked at the red moon, and waved provocatively. Although he was smiling, his expression was extremely cautious, and he was always on guard against what might happen. A sword will fall at any time.

But Madam Bai's courtyard remained dead silent.

She was indifferent to Ning Jiujiu's provocation.

Mrs. Bai was stuck in the wheelchair at the moment, and a giggle came from her throat. It was like grinding teeth, and it was terrifying. The sound kept echoing in the small room, like birds flying around her wheelchair. of mosquitoes.

She laughed for a long time, like crazy, crazy and drunk.

When she finally raised her head, her dark right eye was already full of blood, flowing down her white cheek, falling drop by drop, and landing on the white fox fur, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Since I want to die so much... then I'll let you go with me."

As soon as she spoke, the countless fighting consciousnesses in her body also calmed down. They hummed and made weak, almost pleading sounds, as if they wanted to prevent Madam Bai from making any further movements.

Madam Bai finally made up her mind. She raised her head, blood swirling in her eyes.

A desolate laugh came from the small courtyard: "There will be no afterlife for heinous crimes? So what! I want this Fengdu to be my coffin, my tombstone, and... I want to be buried with you."

Her palm turned into a fist and she squeezed hard.

Madam Bai, finally draws her sword!

This was a sword that she devoted all her life to cultivating. When the sword intent emerged, the entire city was aware of it and trembled uneasily. Countless violent undercurrents seemed to have arisen in the boundless darkness. It will turn into a tsunami and destroy everything.

In this all-killing sword intent, even Zhao Xiang'er had a solemn look on his face, considering whether to confront it head-on or avoid its edge.

But the sword did not fall.

It didn't hit anyone.

The sword intention soared into the sky, reaching higher in the world, and then fell along its original trajectory, colliding with the red moon!

In the sky, crimson light filled everything. It was like a blazing fire sweeping across the wilderness, turning the entire void into a burning sea of fire. It hung upside down in the sky, like the outstretched wings of a Suzaku, and the bright light almost covered it. Covered the entire tower.

The bone sword was inserted into the red moon, and then accelerated down against the red moon!

In the yard, Madam Bai burst out with a heart-rending scream.

There were countless fine lines in the center of her dark eyes.

But she still raised her hand with difficulty, and under her fingers where the flesh was almost peeled off, the last of her spiritual power dripped like water.

"Huh, flying formation? Do you think you're the only one who can draw it?"

That day, when Ning Changjiu drew a formation and came to Naihe Bridge to interrupt Ning Qinshui's connection ceremony with the underworld, she memorized this formation and secretly drew one on the bank of the underworld.

She originally thought that it would be useless.

But now, deep in her heart, a too crazy idea emerged. This idea filled her chest like wildfire, making her completely crazy.

The bone sword dragged the red moon and fell into the underworld, and the vast expanse of red light turned the underworld into blood.

The whole underworld is boiling!

Madam Bai drew the flying formation backwards and arrived at the bank of the underworld in an instant.

She looked at the boiling water of Huangquan, jumped in.

This was pain she had experienced before and never wanted to experience again in her life.

But her body was constantly decaying, and another bone sword they had carefully prepared for a month was broken by them.

Previously, Ning Jiujiu pretended to be Zhao Xiang'er and went to Changjie, making her mistakenly believe that there was something wrong with the laws of this world.

And in the past month, from being expected to become the Lord of the Kingdom of God to now hitting rock bottom, her spirit has always been unstable. Now after repeated failures and calculations, she finally went completely crazy after the birth of this crazy idea.

She slashed Hongyue into the underworld with the sword that lasted her whole life.

In the boiling underworld, she felt the pain that seemed like a lifetime ago. The pain made her wake up for a moment, and she felt a trace of regret in her heart - she should have waited for Zhao Xiang'er to overturn the chessboard first, and then made a desperate move.

But this regret was swallowed up by pain.

She didn't know what they were planning, but she just didn't want to watch her body rot... How unwilling was it to die like that

She picked up a handful of water, took a sip, and then buried her whole head in it, drinking like a whale.

Her body was once again covered with bone armor, a long tail grew between her thighs again, and in her hair, a crown of white bones grew like thorns.

It's just that everything seems so lifeless, and there's no trace of the mythical atmosphere that was there a month ago that looked down upon everything.

But that's okay, enough is enough.

She opened her mouth wide, revealing her sharp white fangs, and swam across the bottom of the underworld, trying her best to drink all the underworld into her body.

When she came ashore wearing bone armor and a crown and rolled up the water dragon, her eyes were blank.

The Huangquan water at this moment is also Meng Po Tang.

She drank a lot and forgot many things.

In her memory, she only had one consciousness left.

"I want to destroy the world."

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