The entire sand sea is like a breeding ground for monsters. The sand surface is constantly arching and cracking, and countless creatures emerge from it. In the form of their souls, most of them present a white color close to nothingness.
Some of the creatures were like babies, but they were dragging long tails. As soon as they appeared, they jumped up suddenly, opened their mouths full of tiny triangular sharp teeth, and bit the neck of another creature that had just emerged. However, its body was too small. After killing several soul-like creatures one after another, it was trampled into mud by a giant elephant-like hoof and disappeared quickly. However, the creature with the giant elephant's hoof had a lizard-like body. After it crushed the baby with a long tail to death, it quickly swam away, leaving a series of huge footprints on the fine sand.
In the air sea, the exclamation of the spirit of the Sword Sutra came out: "This... This is a dragon elephant... Shouldn't this kind of life have disappeared long ago? The hoofs made of its elephant feet are said to be from the Kingdom of God. Only envoys traveling are eligible to use it.”
Along with the exclamation of the spirit of the Sword Sutra, more and more lives were arched in the boundless fine sand.
There are also a few humanoid beings mixed among the countless monsters. Their specific faces cannot be seen clearly, but they are just moving at high speed, holding weapons, and using humanoid sword moves to kill on the wasteland.
There are giant shackled corpses running over from a distance, there are petal-like monsters growing on the ground, killing any living creatures that are nearby, and there are three strange birds flying in the sky like vultures, as if they want to avoid the war. However, another ape-like creature climbed up into the void and directly twisted its three heads off like a twist.
Within the body, the exclamations of the spirit of the Sword Sutra sounded from time to time. It introduced these lives one by one, and its words were shocking.
"This seems to belong to the Kuafu clan in ancient times, but the Kuafu clan had already died in the corpse refining battle. I didn't expect to see it here again."
"This is the Black Moon Vulture. It likes to peck out people's hearts from behind. Its beak can be made into the sharpest hidden weapon."
"This... is this a three-leaf scale fish? According to legend, it will produce a multi-colored scale. If you swallow it, your realm will instantly reach a new level... "
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If you look across the entire desert, you will see a majestic scene where the country has no owner, and heroes are competing for the throne.
In the brief introduction of the Spirit of Sword Scripture, Ning Jiujiu also fell into the melee.
A giant tadpole-like life swam in at high speed, with a soul-like electric light on the edge. It looked very childish, but its mouth full of saw teeth was enough to bite the neck of a giant python.
Ning Jiujiu pulled out the broken sword from his waist and took out the hard black iron branch. These were the only two self-defense items he had on his body now.
With the broken sword, Lord Xueyu protested loudly: "Take it easy, don't break the sword."
Ning Jiujiu ignored its life and death, and just poured spiritual power into the sword, making it complete according to the original outline of the sword.
He exerted force with one step, and with one side of his body, after dodging the collision of the tadpole, he slashed down, instantly cutting it in half. Then he used his dexterity to avoid the ambush of an earth dragon, and then circled around it. He jumped up from behind, threw his sword and stabbed it to death in the sand. When Ning Changjiu's body fell, he touched the hilt of the sword with his toes, jumped up, and chopped into pieces a feathered snake swimming in the sky. Two halves, then he fell back, pulled out the sword from the desert, leaned forward, drew the sword and swept it across, clearing an empty field with sword energy.
"I understand!" The Spirit of the Sword Scripture shouted: "These are all creatures that died in this desert, and now they are awakened again!"
"Many of those who are qualified to die here are close relatives of gods, with divine blood flowing in their bodies..." Ning Jiujiu also thought of this.
No wonder every life that appears here is so ancient and mysterious. The reappearance of any one of them in the outside world is enough to cause great shock. If they were not in the dead state now, there would be no way to kill them so easily for a long time. .
If those lives want to continue to exist, they must kill any nearby life, but this will also consume a lot of their power. No one knows what kind of evil things still exist in this wasteland.
Ning Jiujiu set up a series of sword fields to block the approach of those creatures.
The "moon" in the sky is moving down.
This hourglass-like space does not seem to rotate around the center, but rotates with the bottom as the center. In this way, every time the hourglass is turned upside down, the entire space will travel a certain distance... Where is it going
All kinds of questions came to mind. Because the world was constantly turning over, many of Ning Jiujiu's spells could not be cast in an unstable space.
He had no choice but to use his body skills to constantly move around and strike out with his sword from time to time.
There are still soul-like lives gushing out in this desert, but they die equally quickly. The pieces of dying soul light are like beacons igniting everywhere. In a not too long time, , the weaker creatures in the entire desert were almost completely slaughtered.
"I see!"
The spirit of the Sword Scripture shouted loudly again.
"Say!" Ning Jiujiu said bluntly.
The voice of the Spirit of the Sword Sutra was slightly frightened, "I have a memory of my origin! About... well, my origin."
"Where did you come from?" Ning Jiujiu was puzzled.
The spirit of the Sword Scripture said proudly: "As humble beings like you, your memories of birth and infancy are blank, but I am different. Even after I am born, I can still recall some things that happened when I was not born. This is the story of the birth of this Sword Scripture."
Ning Changjiu pierced the throat of a giant ape with his sword, twisted the sword, and then jumped up suddenly, grabbed the back of the giant ape's neck, swung it out, and smashed it into an ant colony that was densely crawling like a legion.
With a flick of his wrist, he used spiritual energy to fill the gap in the sword's edge again, and moved towards the thinner edge of the soul, saving as much energy as possible.
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture said: "Do you know how the original and most profound swordsmanship was created?"
Ning Jiujiu was too lazy to answer him, since he would always go on by himself anyway.
Sure enough, after waiting for a while and getting no answer, the Spirit of the Sword Scripture said to himself: "At that time, the ancestor selected a hundred dead warriors with good cultivation and asked each of them to practice a different Sword Scripture for three years. After that, they are thrown into the barren mountains together. Only one person can survive. That person's swordsmanship is the most powerful and most conducive to killing. This is the real swordsmanship! It is not as fancy and flashy as it is now. , one generation is really inferior to the other!”
The swordsman paused and said proudly: "That swordsman killed all the competitors back then, and every person he killed had only one wound. The swordsmanship that that man used was the Heavenly Sword. through!"
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture wanted to laugh proudly a few times to boost his courage, but was afraid of disturbing the Golden Crow who was still sleeping in the Zi Mansion, so he just laughed a few words, and then said: "The fighting in the desert now should be the same. Choose the strongest one... Only the strongest one can survive to the end!"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Is this raising gu?"
"You can say that." The Spirit of Sword Scripture nodded, but he always felt that this statement lacked momentum.
"That means someone is controlling us?" Ning asked for a long time.
This statement is somewhat scary.
How powerful must that person be if he can inspire all the divine blood creatures in the desert to fight to the death
"Headless God?" The spirit of the Sword Sutra frowned.
Ning Jiujiu cannot be sure.
According to Madam Bai, the headless god has died long ago, and she is a creature derived from part of the divine bones.
But if not the headless god, who could create such a realm that contains the laws of time
The moon kept descending and expanding in the field of vision.
The fighting in the desert has become more fierce, and the entire world will fall into another space soon.
"Uncle Ning, Uncle Ning, that bird seems to be a red-feathered falcon. They are all close relatives of the Fire Phoenix clan. If you meet a relative in a foreign country, why don't you stay with me..." Before Hongyujun finished his chirping words, Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand and said, He grabbed the neck of the swooping big bird, squeezed it hard, and then stabbed it directly with the sword, disembowelling it.
Mr. Xueyu thought to himself that this was definitely killing the chicken to scare the chicken, and he immediately shut up angrily.
And those souls that killed nearby life all ran towards the direction of the "moon", as if they wanted to be the first to rush over when the moon came to the horizon, like carps vying to leap over a dragon's gate.
This is the instinct of life here, and in a sense it is also the embodiment of the law.
Ning Jiujiu did not hesitate, and followed the steps of those souls, chasing towards the empty moon.
Then, Ning Jiujiu stopped.
He saw a python-like body arched high in the darkness.
The black python turned its head and looked in his direction.
"Jiuying..." Ning Jiujiu instantly recognized its identity.
It actually appeared in front of him again in the form of a dead spirit in this desert.
In the darkness, such a huge shadow is always scary to see, and the sword sutra in the body also took a breath of cold air and cursed: "The soul of the baby is still here."
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On the umbrella-like caisson, the colorful paintings and reliefs are gorgeous and exquisite, and the layers of brackets extend outwards with precision. Those colorful scrolls, illuminated by lights, are covered with a layer of glittering luster, which is deep and beautiful. .
Under the caisson is a classical palace.
The furnishings of the palace were not luxurious, and the center seemed empty. There were even many stone tablets with inscriptions erected at an inappropriate time, and different mythical beasts were hung on the stone tablets.
But compared with the desolation of the entire city, this elegant and solemn palace is particularly eye-catching, like a pearl left by the gods.
A group of people came outside the palace.
In the crowd, men and women stood in two rows. The men were wearing pure black clothes, and the women were wearing pure white skirts. In the middle of them, a girl in white clothes and black skirt walked into the hall along with the crowd.
The girl's education seemed to be very good. She was only 16 or 17 years old. She lowered her head slightly at the moment, her brows were quiet and noble, her steps were unhurried and unhurried, until she arrived in front of a stone door in the center of the hall, and then she stood in front of the door. He knelt down on the futon and put his hands together.
A man with a blue-white face walked out and recited a scripture.
Then everyone prayed for the girl together.
Today is a big day in Duanjie City.
When every royal girl reaches adulthood, she must summon a powerful creature from the abyss of time to jointly resist the mutant evil spirits invading outside the city.
Their agreed age of majority was seventeen.
The girl clasped her hands together, her beautiful face looking very calm and confident.
Everyone has high hopes for her.
But in the girl's heart, there was another storm.
"Help..."
"Oh, my mother has let me pretend for so many years, and I can't pretend anymore..."
"Where do I come from the royal bloodline? You can't summon this god even if you drain my blood..."
"Uuuuuuuuuah, I have deceived them for so many years. After being exposed today, my mother and I will definitely be hanged together..."
"There are obviously so many people who admire me... Who can come and save me..."
"Why don't you, Father God, show your spirit? My daughter is kowtowing to you!"