The thunder and light are extinguished, and the sword clouds gather and disperse.
The rumble of Huanpu Mountain's collapse kept echoing in my ears.
All the trees on the mountain had slipped down the slope, and Jiuying's sharp claws had left deep marks on the high cliffs of the mountain. After Lu Jiaomei's sword thrust, Jiuying's nine heads fell like scimitar claws. At this time, the entire mountain peak accelerated its collapse rate.
The landscape formation connecting the four peaks in the Sect Master's Palace also cracked inch by inch, and the hidden springs under the ground burst out.
As the boulder rolled down, Lu Jianwen used the fairy sword Minglan to push down on Jiuying's head. The blade pierced Jiuying's scales, and half of the sword sank into its flesh.
Jiuying's mouth was grinning, and the rows of pale teeth were clear and tight. It wanted to open, but Lu Jiaoyou's sword pressed the entire head down in a huge arc.
The other eight bit towards the location of Lu Marry.
When Lu Marianjian's sword point reached the point, the snow-white spiral sword energy was hit by the airflow from the other eight sides and shattered into pieces. The middle part of Jiuying, which was crushed by the sword energy, suddenly lifted up. His sharp teeth opened and roared. The sound shook the mountains and echoed.
Pong!
The one that was closest hit first, and the sword field around Lu Jiewei made a crisp sound after the snake head hit.
Baiyi was shaking, but her hands were pressing the hilt of the sword tightly. The blade cut through Jiuying's skin. She wanted to cut all the way along the cut part and directly chop its brain into pieces.
But the attacks of the other eight songs were also stormy.
Some snake heads kept crashing into the sword field, causing Lu Jiaojian's bulging sword clothes to dent. There was also a snake head that extended directly in front of Lu Jiaojie, opening its bloody mouth. In the center of the mouth, black or white spiritual energy condensed like light points. After condensing into a substantial ball of light, it moved towards Lu Jiaojiao like a water column. Marry rushed over.
Even the most ordinary water can cut through steel after reaching a high enough speed, let alone such pure spiritual power
Most of Lu Marion's protective sword domain was lifted away in an instant.
A strong wind blew in my face, my long hair flew back, and my clothes were crushed against my skin, like needles pricking me.
Lu Marian held the sword and bent her body a little. She struggled with the demonic power coming towards her, and she pushed back little by little, while the eight songs of Jiuying were quarreling like a shrew, and they were gone. After being blocked by the sword domain, these sounds kept ringing, sometimes like high-pitched screams and sometimes like low-pitched divine words.
"Otherwise, let her chop off this head. There is a damn tumor growing in its brain. That tumor wants to control us..."
"I see you have a tumor in your brain too! How far will we fall after it dies? Do you want to be killed by this young woman and sleep for thousands more years?"
"Then let's kill this woman and then eat her head..."
"You are still so disgusting..."
"After we leave here, we will eat all the women in white clothes in the world!"
"Shut up!" A painful low sound came from the middle one. Its voice was obviously much deeper. Each syllable seemed to overlap with the previous one, carrying the weight and layers of history: "No wonder after I died a thousand years ago , you also died so quickly, and after so many years, you are still like a frog in the well! Don't you realize that now a new god is sitting on the throne of the sky?"
"What?"
"Those ruined palaces?"
"Is it still a new Kingdom of God?"
"Who are the new gods? Why do they sit in the sky?"
The words of those giants exploded again, and they even relaxed their offensive against Lu Yuai in a short time.
Hanchi Zhenren finally temporarily regained control of Jiuying. It used Jiuying as its body and spoke in a low voice: "There are still twelve supreme gods. They sit in the Kingdom of God and take turns guarding the world. Our existence has become Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it. We must fight quickly today and hide in the secret realm of the void. Otherwise, if the divine envoys from the Kingdom of Sin Lord arrive, we will definitely die!"
"What..." Some giants seemed unable to withstand this blow, thinking that they had come back from the dead. If they couldn't act unscrupulously, then what's the point of the life of a god
"Twelve divine masters? Guarding the human world? Have they become pawns of heaven for the sake of power?"
"What about Ancestral Dragon, Tianzang, Mingjun and the others? Have those ancient gods ever inherited the throne?"
"As far as I know, they are all dead." Master Hanchi's voice was indescribably distant.
"Where is Jun Futian? Can such a powerful being be killed?"
"The Great God Hufu is still alive." Master Hanchi said: "Three years from now, it will be the year of its divine kingdom."
"I didn't expect that he would also become the sword of heaven..."
After a messy exchange, Jiuying's leader launched a more fierce attack on Lu Jiaomai.
Listening to the whispers of the gods, it was difficult for Lu Marian's heart to remain calm. The sword energy she erupted to compete with Jiuying also reached the critical point at this moment. After the power exceeded the critical line, Lu Marry was suddenly thrown out amidst a series of loud sonic booms.
But the fairy sword Minglan was still deeply embedded in Jiuying's flesh and blood.
Jiuying's head was raised high, roaring wildly like a pillar of heaven, and Master Hanchi's consciousness was suppressed by Jiuying arrogantly again.
After Ziting, you can walk on the empty ground like a flat ground, and Lu Jiumei's figure suddenly stopped after retreating at high speed.
She didn't have a sword in her hand, but the sword intent on her body poured out like a flood. She touched her finger in front of her, and wherever her finger passed, there was an afterimage of an empty sword. It was the image of her sword on Qifeng Lake that day. The sword moves that Lao Hu had mastered at that time were extremely laborious for her to execute, but now, with every movement of her hands and feet, dense sword shadows formed in the blink of an eye.
Against the background of Jiu Ying's huge body, Lu Marry's figure looked extremely small, like a cloud carelessly passing over the peak.
But this cloud was unafraid and crashed directly towards the peak.
As her figure moved, the shadow of the virtual sword transformed into ten, ten into a hundred, covering the sky and the sun in the blink of an eye.
Jiuying's shuddering roar was like a series of explosions. Lu Marry went against these explosions, and the sword cloud that had not dissipated turned into her sword again.
The cloud crashed into the mountains.
The white clouds did not dissipate and the mountain peaks were not broken.
No matter how dense the sword shadows were like a swarm of locusts flying across the sky, they would still look small compared to Jiu Ying.
They left many small wounds on Jiu Ying's body. Not a drop of blood leaked from these wounds. The body of the undead seemed to be immortal at the moment, repairing its injured body faster than Lu Jianjian. trunk.
Lu Jianjian was clearly in the first stage of Ziting, but her sword energy far exceeded Jiuying's expectations.
"What is this? Why can she transform into thousands of swords?"
"This is the same body of sword and spirit! How stupid is your brain to be like this?"
"This is not the same body as sword and spirit! This is clearly... This is clearly the body of a divine weapon!"
"The body of a divine weapon?"
"Don't you know where the innate sword body comes from? The Shixiang Kingdom, which lived in the middle of Japan, forged eighty-one sword embryos and scattered them in the world. The babies who obtained the sword embryos all became sword bodies, and the sword embryos can really be forged. The sword is the body of a divine weapon!"
"The art of forging swords was lost in our era. Why did she..."
"Kill her!"
Lu Yueyou noticed their conversation, and she vaguely knew the origin of her sword body. An idea flashed in her mind, and she suddenly thought, could the golden crow be the sacred object of the Shixiang Kingdom that they talked about thousands of years ago
But why does it think that Ningjiujiu is the master
Of course, Lu Marianjian would not be distracted by thinking about this at the moment. Her sword intent now far exceeded Jiuying's expectations.
The two kept colliding in the air. Jiuying's fierce attack using his head as a claw made Huanpu Mountain get smaller and smaller. They hit from the top of the peak to the clouds and mist, and kept colliding and intersecting in the clouds and mist. It's like a life-and-death fight in the deep water beneath the surface.
Lu Yuai and Jiu Ying kept colliding and bouncing away. Countless scales shook off like osmanthus seeds knocked down by the gentle wind. Some parts under the scales were flesh and blood, and some were the bodies of the dead. It It's like an unreal life, still between life and death.
Jiuying's nine heads were intertwining in the air, trying to attack Lu Yuai. Although Lu Yuai didn't have a sword in her hand at the moment, her speed as a sword was far faster than walking with a sword!
Lu Marian swung her sleeves and shook off countless virtual swords again.
Jiuying suddenly burst into a ferocious smile: "Thirteen moves! Is this the only way you, little girl, can do this?"
Jiuying opened their huge mouths one after another, and their shrill and crazy laughter resonated with the spiritual power fluctuations of those virtual swords. All the virtual swords shattered in the space. Lu Marianjian lacked cover, and her figure suddenly seemed lonely and helpless. Her expression did not change at all. Her white clothes were like a sword, which instantly formed a sword light dozens of feet high and slashed towards the center of Jiuying.
Some of the Nine Infants were laughing wildly, while others were silent and did not dare to speak loudly. Some reminded angrily: "Are you acting like this to tell the Lord God who guards the human world that we have returned to the world?"
Some giants immediately fell silent, while others still didn't take it seriously and said, "What are you afraid of? That Lord God might have been our best friend back then."
"There are never friends between gods." Someone reminded: "When we killed our father, he didn't treat us as his sons, and we didn't treat him as our father, so how can we talk about friends?"
"Kill her first and then talk about the rest."
"Kill her? You shouted so loudly, why didn't you go first?"
"This little girl's knife is really fast..."
The words of the gods are not transmitted through the vibration of the air. They are almost heart-to-heart, and the words are transmitted with almost no delay or loss. However, this kind of sound coming from the soul is more likely to drive the approaching ascetics crazy.
Lu Marian showed no sign of being contaminated at all. The form she showed at this moment seemed not to be a real person, but a cold weapon.
Weapons are not afraid of contamination. No matter how deep they are stained with blood, they can still be washed away in heavy rain.
Lu Marian suddenly fell to the ground and stepped on the head of a Jiuying. She held a virtual sword in her hand that was as sharp as a real sword and thrust it down suddenly.
The giant head screamed and shook the giant head. The authority of the space suddenly activated and moved Lu Jieyou to another head.
The head cursed loudly, and also used the power of space to send Lu Marion to another Jiu Ying when her sword fell. The moment Lu Marion appeared, the Jiu Ying's sharp teeth immediately clicked together.
Lu Marry's figure was suspended in the movement of space.
The two rows of sharp teeth suddenly closed together, and the darkness swallowed her up.
Jiuying's upper and lower jaws were like closed doors, but without a blink of an eye, countless sword energies lit up on the snake's head. Those sword energies were like light leaking from the clouds, cutting through them at high speed. The head of Jiuying was smashed, and then, Lu Marrying's figure ejected from its skull cavity like a firecracker. The other eight wanted to block it with the power of space, but Lu Marrying's sword cut through everything. The momentum shot up into the sky irresistibly. After reaching a high place, she turned back suddenly and slashed downwards at a faster speed.
The previous head was pierced by Lu Jianjie's sword energy and was riddled with holes, but its vitality was not extinguished and it continued to curse. The head on the side didn't want to hear any more and just bit it into pieces - Jiuying only had one good head anyway. If it survives, the remaining few capitals can be resurrected.
The two giant heads close to the middle head protect the main head like guardians on the left and right. They are obviously much more mature and stable than the other heads.
The scene of Lu Marion falling from the sky with a sword fell into the eyes of many people.
Although people in the distance cannot see clearly, they can feel how domineering the sword intent is.
"This... when did Lu Marry become so strong?" Xue Xunxue was riding on the blind tiger, looking from a distance, her mind swaying. In the portrait in the Patriarch Hall, there was also a female Patriarch who had performed similar sword skills. , but the picture scroll is still a picture scroll after all. Now that everything is truly presented in front of you, the perception and impact it brings to people are completely different.
Xue Lin thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's related to that young man."
"That boy?" Xue Xunxue frowned and said, "The one named Ning Changchun?"
Xue Lin nodded.
Xue Xunxue didn't believe it. She shook her head and said, "He hasn't reached the Purple Court Realm yet, so where did he get these abilities? Then Lu Marry must have gotten an opportunity in the Imperial City and her group, but she just deliberately hid it from us."
Xue Lin didn't argue with his sister's point of view, he just watched Xue Xunxue sit down as a blind tiger and smiled softly.
Xue Xunxue was smart and immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you saying I'm blind?"
Xue Lin thought that although she meant this, was her sister too sensitive
Smoke and dust rose in the distance, and the noise was above the clouds.
The siblings stopped talking. They looked at each other with solemn expressions.
Jing Yangxia was seriously injured. He was meditating and regulating his breath, closing his eyes to warm up the aura of the Bixiao Sword, but the moment the sound of movement sounded, he still forcibly broke the "Sword Heart Hidden Treasure Box, Tao Realm Transforms into a Clear Toad" In his state of mind, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.
The chaos in that place broke out instantly, and the airflow generated by the collision of spiritual energy spread rapidly at a speed beyond their understanding.
The three peak masters understood each other without any communication, and immediately spread out and came to the intersection of the Fourth Peak and the Huanpu Mountain. They set up a temporary mountain-protecting formation to prevent this airflow from directly destroying half of the Four Peaks.
In that earth-shattering confrontation, the final outcome was that Lu Jiaojian lost half of her moves.
She originally used the Minglan Sword that was still inserted in Jiu Ying's head as a point to lock Jiu Ying's position, and then used the potential energy falling from the sky to directly behead Jiu Ying's head.
But Lu Marian thought too simply.
Previously, she could rely on the sword body to travel through the space barriers set by the other eight heads, giving her the illusion that the sword body could override the Nine Infant Laws.
But the remaining eight songs are ultimately very different from the one in the middle.
When Lu Marion's sword fell from the sky, the gates to the void suddenly opened on Huanpu Mountain.
The power that the complete Nine Infants can exert is by no means as simple as moving space. It can open up an infinitely vast void world on an object the size of a mustard seed. That void world appears without warning and then contains it. Among them, it is similar to the one in which Zhao Xianger rode a fire phoenix into the raindrops.
But Jiu Ying could not completely hide himself. It had not yet drawn the sword on its forehead.
Lu Yueyou relied on the true sword spirit to trace the location of the sword intention. She also used the cultivation level of the Ziting realm to break through the void, pass through the layers of barriers, and slash towards the sword intention in the god. Identify the glowing dots in the scroll.
Shocking.
Huanpu Mountain was almost split into two pieces by this sword.
The huge ravine parted, and the fairy sword Minglan fell down.
Lu Marry's pupils shrank.
She didn't kill Jiu Ying.
Jiuying never drew out the sword, but he had already made plans to draw the sword quietly after escaping into the void, placing it in the wrong area, leaving his own aura, and tempting Lu Jiaowei to draw the sword there.
No matter how powerful the sword that Lu Marion cast with all her strength was, it fell into the air.
With a thought, the Minglan Sword that fell into the Great Rift Valley suddenly rose up and turned into white light again and came into her hands. At the same time, behind her, the void cracked, and Jiuying poked his head out of it. It had been blown up before. Most of the rotten one has been repaired, revealing its ugly appearance.
This scene is a bit like that day above the imperial city of Zhao State, when the Soul Eater opened the gap between the two worlds and stretched out his huge body.
Lu Marry reacted.
But Jiuying struck faster.
Relying on the most instinctive reaction in her memory, Lu Jiaotong wanted to use the Dahe Rudu Style to buy herself time, and then use the reverse White Rainbow Penetration Japanese Style to temporarily escape and evacuate.
But the thought nearly killed her.
The Great River Entrance Form and the White Rainbow Passing Through the Sun Form were issued one after another, but they were far from exerting their power.
Only then did Lu Marry suddenly remember Ning Jiujiu's instructions - Tianzong's luck.
The Tianyu Sword Sutra is the foundation of Tianzong's luck. Her sword body and virtual sword are not within the scope of Tianzong's luck, so naturally they have no influence. However, her most skilled Sword Sutra style is in decline in today's world. In the field, it was greatly reduced.
Jiuying broke through the space barrier and bumped into Lu Jianjian's body. Lu Jianjian's Dahe Rudu pose was forcibly interrupted, her body flew upside down, slammed into the peach curtain, and was sunk in.
Lu Marry's chaotic heart calmed down for a moment. When Jiu Ying slashed at her with a giant sword-like tail, she directly smashed the void with her sword, cut through the peach curtain, and came outside Tianzong.
Jiuying chased after him.
Lu Marian glanced at the direction of Tianku Peak, and her expression, which was still a little confused, immediately became determined.
The two figures broke through the Yujian Tianzong, and they continued to fight along the way. Lu Jianwen fought and retreated. Although she did not suffer any fatal injuries, she was not the opponent of the complete Jiuying after all. If she continued like this, she would be dragged down sooner or later.
They went all the way north, and the direction they headed happened to be where the Southern Wasteland was.
In the middle of the journey to escape north, Lu Marian's body was suddenly torn open due to the heavy load today, and the two Yunqi and Baifu acupoints on her back that had not healed yet.
The pain is heartbreaking.
The clothes on her back turned blood red.
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Ning Jiujiu woke up and sat up suddenly from his bed. Ning Xiaoling, who was still cooking medicine at the side, was also startled. She quickly put down what she was doing and ran to her senior brother, asking with concern: "Senior brother... what's wrong?"
Ning held his head for a long time, his eyelids trembling at an unreasonable frequency. His lips were dry and cracked, and they kept moving, as if there were countless words hidden on his lips, and he wanted to pour them out, but he couldn't say a word.
Ning held his chest for a long time and took a strong breath of spiritual energy. Although his breath had calmed down at the moment, the wounds in his body were still like ants biting him.
"How long have I been sleeping?" Ning asked for a long time.
Ning Xiaoling looked at him pitifully, with a hint of crying in her voice: "Senior brother, you woke up after only a quarter of an hour of sleep... Please sleep a little longer, junior sister will help you keep safe."
"A quarter of an hour..." Ning Jiujiu took a deep breath.
It was only a quarter of an hour, but it felt like thousands of years had passed for him.
"I... dreamed of a Taoist temple." Ning Jiujiu suddenly said.
Ning Xiaoling was slightly shocked. On her first day in the imperial city, Ning Xiaoling had heard her senior brother say this.
Ning Jiujiu did not continue.
He tightened his mouth, deeply understanding that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed. He hid the previous dream in his heart - in that dream, he saw a snow that swept everything. Maybe the world was too empty, Or maybe the snow was really too big. He got lost in it for a long time before he found a broken but familiar Taoist temple. Outside the Taoist temple is the scene of their ascension under the moon.
In this dream, he saw his senior brothers and sisters again, but they were standing in the wind and snow, covered with a layer of cold and unspeakable frost and snow. This layer of frost and snow was as thin as the dust of time, but no matter how he Even though his efforts could not be erased, Ning Jiujiu gave up trying. He stepped back step by step, and then he hit something on his back.
It was a tree, and the tree was also covered with snow.
He subconsciously touched his waist, but found nothing.
He calmed down and looked at his senior brothers and sisters in the wind and snow. He suddenly found that there were only six figures in the snow, but his master and himself were missing.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he realized that he couldn't move either... Then, he watched helplessly as frost formed on his arms, and his flesh and blood lost all vitality, like a stone statue.
This scene made him fear from the bottom of his heart, and the tide of his dream quickly receded. Before all disillusionment, he looked up lucidly and found a sun hanging in the sky.
A sun that still shines, but is pale and cold.
He woke with a start.
"Where is Marry? Where is she now? Has the outcome been decided with Jiu Ying?" Ning asked eagerly after calming down for a long time.
"Marry... Master and Jiu Ying left Four Peaks." Ning Xiaoling told him the news from Master Yazhu earlier, and said: "They don't seem to have a winner, and now they are fighting all the way to the north."
"To the north?" Ning Jiujiu exclaimed and asked, "To the north?"
Ning Xiaoling nodded, and she quickly pulled out a map and gave it to her senior brother.
Ning Jiujiu took the map and glanced at it. In the map, the territory of Zhao State flashed past in his peripheral vision. Its shape was like two jade pieces put together.
He immediately found the location of Yujian Tianzong and pushed forward with his fingers in the direction of true north.
That is where Liantian Town passes, and after Liantian Town is Nanhuang.
His breathing became faster unconsciously, and even Ning Xiaoling could hear the thumping sound of his heart clearly.
"I'm going to see Zhang Chengyu." Ning Jiujiu suddenly said.
Ning Xiaoling was startled and said: "Brother, please calm down. If the sect master can return to the mountain gate, doesn't it mean that Zhang Chengyu has been killed? And where are you going to find him now..."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I don't think the answer is that simple."
Ning Xiaoling squeezed her skirt tightly and rubbed it hard. She was extremely anxious, but she didn't know how to comfort her senior brother, so she had to ask: "Senior brother, you actually want to save the master, right?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "I have to help her."
Ning Xiaoling said: "But with your current cultivation level, you will just die in vain..."
Ning took a deep breath, and a guess in his mind sketched the shape, and he said: "I have a way."
"Yes, senior brother has the most ideas..." Ning Xiaoling said weakly, the skirt between her fingers wrinkled.
"Junior sister." Ning Jiujiu lifted off the quilt, stood up from the bed, and said seriously: "Wait until I come back."
Ning Xiaoling lowered her head, wiped her cheeks, and said, "Senior brother, Sister Xiang'er and Master can help you so much, but I can't do anything."
Ning Jiujiu rubbed her head habitually, squatted down, and said with a smile: "You are senior brother's money bag."
Ning Xiaoling said: "Senior brother, please don't let anything slip."
"good."
"Well, we must protect Master."
"good."
"By the way, it's best not to let Jiuying destroy Liantian Town. The little monsters in it are very cute... We will go there to retire in the future." Ning Xiaoling raised her head and gave a smile.
"Aren't you going to Linhe City?"
"I won't go. Linhe City is so gloomy. How can it be as good as Liantian Town?"
"Okay." Ning Jiujiu nodded. He took a brand new white coat from the hanger, put it on, then turned around and smiled gently at his junior sister.
Ning Xiaoling watched him walk out of the room and towards his own wing.
Her tears suddenly fell down like a broken thread.
How could the senior brother deceive her? They were obviously of the same mind... How could there be any way? It's obviously a narrow escape from death...
But apart from her own selfishness, she couldn't think of any way to hinder her freedom.
She hated every tear she shed.
Ning Jiujiu came to his room.
He took down the bluebird painting that hung on the wall.
Then, he took the water, melted the ink with the fire of his sword, dipped the tip of his pen into the ink, and carefully dotted the eyes of the blue bird with a special brushwork.
After dotting the eyes, the bird on the scroll is lifelike, as if it is about to flutter its wings at any time.
This is an unfinished blue bird that Zhang Chengyu painted early this morning in order to lure them out. Ning Changjiu secretly took this painting away before leaving.
Today, the title of the palindrome poem in Liantian Town has not been revised.
He can enter Liantian Town with any of Zhang Chengyu's paintings.
He put down his pen, took his sword, and touched the scroll with his hand. Then his figure gradually faded, as if there was a tower in the painting and the immortal was riding a bird.