The razor-edged mountain pierced the sky, blocking the view. As we moved forward, the iron-green rocks turned pitch black. In our ears, the sound of flapping wings like bats passing by was heard in the low air. The rusty clinging rocks were heard in the low air. The creatures on the rock wall kicked up their limbs and staggered down. Their bellies were shriveled, like ghosts that had been hungry for a long time. They showed no fear even when faced with a butcher's knife.
This was different from the dark ghost prison where the intertwined figures of other royal monks gave Shao Xiaoli unspeakable strength and courage.
When those evil ghosts fell, Shao Xiaoli's brain went blank for a short time, and many of the techniques and swordsmanship she had learned in the past returned to her mind and muscles. With a brush, she suddenly pulled out the sword, with a look on her face. With a killing intent that he had never seen before, he raised his sword and fell to the ground. The corpse of a foreign species was pierced by the sword and fell to the ground.
Puss splashed everywhere, and the smell of blood hit his nostrils. Shao Xiaoli briefly held back his breath and concentrated his energy to a high degree.
When the first batch of monsters attacked, the crowd dispersed at high speed. Everyone felt that they were hunters and stepped quickly across the grass. They and their gods seemed to be like harpoons, with their sharp ends pointing toward the depths. Penetrating everywhere.
This valley is extremely wide, and the monsters are like waterfalls, running down the mountains on both sides in a steady stream. The entire Xingyuan team moves forward with the killing call. Of course, they need the blood of the monsters to fill their bronze swords. , but being the first to plant the flag on the ice field is the greatest honor.
Shao Xiaoli killed three monsters in a row. Her spirits were high and she felt that there were enemies lurking in the darkness all around her. Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly and her steps became slower.
In her mind, the skills of the Beiming Divine Sword have been pushed to the extreme. This is the stimulation brought by the blade licking blood. She has never felt that she has integrated this set of sword skills so well. Those monsters are in her sword. It seemed like there were just firewood in front of me, which could be chopped at will.
But for some reason, the surroundings were eerily quiet, and the sound of the team's fighting was also a little far away. What echoed in the ears seemed to be just auditory hallucinations.
The true secrets of the Bei Ming Divine Sword rolled through his mind word by word. Shao Xiaoli concentrated and smelled every dangerous breath in the darkness. It was just that the monsters around him were like mud cows drowning in water, and he couldn't feel it. When she didn't have the slightest breath, her steps slowed down, and all her strength was accumulated in her arms and blades. She felt that her next sword could chop everything into pieces.
A slight sound like the rustling of grass reached his ears like a vibrating string.
Shao Xiaoli's expression was stern, and her cold face was full of murderous intent. She roared angrily, raised her sword, and seemed to have a big fish coming out of the North Ming Dynasty, lifting its giant wings and smashing it down.
The sound of sword collision suddenly sounded, and Shao Xiaoli's tiger's mouth was numb. The power of the sword was instantly shattered into pieces, as if the big fish of the North Ming Dynasty that he had been raising for more than ten years jumped out of the water, before it could spread its wings. When he left, the fish head was chopped off with a knife and served to the table.
What kind of monster is this and why is it so powerful...
"Boss... Boss! Help!" Shao Xiaoli was so focused that he forgot about Ning Jiujiu's existence, and now he called for help.
Then, her head was held down by a hand, and Shao Xiaoli felt that the devil's claws were going to crush her head in the next moment, but the hand just patted her head and said: "What are you shouting for, continue. "
That was Ning Jiujiu's voice, and Shao Xiaoli's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed. Listening to Ning Jiujiu's words, she subconsciously stretched out her hand, and then the sword that had been snatched away with her bare hands was returned to her hand.
Only then did Shao Xiaoli react and shyly whispered: "Boss... why is it you?"
Ning took a long look at her and felt that the momentum of her previous sword was quite good and had great potential, but she was a bit stupid.
Shao Xiaoli explained: "I thought you were a monster..."
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "Let's go."
Shao Xiaoli said: "But there are many more here..."
She stopped mid-sentence. Ning Changjiu lit a string of fire directly. By the light of the fire, Shao Xiaoli looked around. Her body shivered and her hairs stood up one by one. She looked around in great surprise. I saw that in the dark valley, surrounding me, there were countless corpses of monsters. They were piled up in hundreds, like a large mass of drowned ants.
Shao Xiaoli took a long breath to calm down.
The corpses all over the field surrounding him formed a circle, except for three corpses scattered around him.
"This..." Shao Xiaoli looked at the corpses on the ground, and then glanced at the three at his feet. He thought to himself that when he was still learning the sword just now and thought he had achieved something, these monsters were killed like this? No wonder it’s so quiet…
"You killed these all..." Shao Xiaoli still swallowed nervously and asked knowingly.
Ning Jiujiu hummed and walked toward the other end of the canyon.
Shao Xiaoli quickly followed and said sincerely: "Boss is too awesome..."
It seems that he was right, the boss is indeed a monster... the biggest and most powerful monster!
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "You don't need to call me boss outside. It won't be good for you if others hear you."
"Yeah, old..." Shao Xiaoli nodded vigorously and swallowed the last word.
She followed Ning Changjiu closely, and suddenly felt that her previous serious look seemed a bit funny.
The rest of the journey was smooth sailing.
Shao Xiaoli followed Ning Changjiu in a hurry. The only few monsters he killed were those he deliberately left to himself because he was afraid that he would feel like he had nothing to do.
Shao Xiaoli felt that the boss was really more powerful than he thought. Let alone the ice field, he could kill all the way to the end of the world.
Ning Jiujiu's sword draw did not consume much energy. The monsters outside were much weaker than he thought. They were just mountain ghosts in the Nascent Realm outside. He still had enough energy left to kill them all the way.
After crossing this deep valley, Ning Jiujiu slowed down the speed of drawing his sword. He glanced around intentionally or unintentionally. The entire team had already dispersed, and many people had disappeared from sight. The man with ghostly eyes The young man who was a spirit was also constantly leaping forward. The Nether Eye was like a big mouth, and all the flesh that it looked at was killed and accelerated to decay.
"Uncle Ning! Please let me out to complete the following tasks!"
In the Broken Sword, Lord Xueyu howled like a ghost, watching helplessly as Ning Jiujiu used the new sword to kill all these monsters. He also thought about killing a hundred monsters as soon as possible, so that when he met Lu Jianjian in the future, he could ask for a pair of monsters. His body is as majestic as his previous life.
But Ning Jiujiu never pulled out the broken sword. He also had his own considerations. He wanted to try whether the sword had any hidden secrets or other hidden worries.
But no matter how much blood is stained on this sword, it is still pure and flawless, and the more it kills, the sharper it becomes. This sword is even higher than the immortal sword Minglan when it was not corrupted!
But the more this happened, the harder it became for Ning Jiujiu to feel at ease. He decided to abandon this black sword after finding the next sword.
"Uncle Ning, please say something!" Mr. Xueyu was still struggling.
"Stay still, or I will throw you off the cliff. If someone picks you up in a few decades, it might still be a chance." Ning Changjiu responded coldly.
Mr. Xueyu shut up immediately.
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture said: "There are some rotten fish and shrimps out there, what's the point?"
Ning has long read the records about creatures outside the city in the library. Along the way, he has encountered dozens of recorded creatures. There are also many dangerous creatures hiding in the darkness, waiting for opportunities, but they should not be able to break themselves. The sword domain was established casually.
What worries Ning Changjiu the most is the legendary Chongsui and the Night Festival in the deep valley.
He didn't know what kind of existence it was. Time and fate were mysterious words, but he didn't understand. Could it be that people with such supreme abilities couldn't get out of this world
He suddenly thought of the Ascended One.
Those who ascend ascend to the Immortal Palace, and then use the Immortal Palace as a springboard to the wider universe.
Could it be that this place is a world of its own and needs an opportunity to "ascend"
They kept moving forward in the deep gorge of the rift valley. Shao Xiaoli followed with a sword, trying to match Ning Jiujiu's rhythm, trying to make the scene look like she was controlling him with her mental power, but she tried hard. After a while, I realized that no one seemed to be paying attention to me...
As we walked along the mountain road, the huge axe-like mountains on both sides pressed endlessly in our field of vision, as if there would be no end.
Soon after, they arrived at the first fortress point, which was a relatively open wilderness with an exquisite magic circle set up nearby. Many vegetables were planted in the magic circle, including large ones, which Shao Xiaoli said "Blue Dragon".
Some people who were injured after crossing the canyon stayed in the stone castle to build together and accumulate merit, while the more powerful people moved forward to kill.
When the royal family is born, they have the mission to lead the people in the city out of this barren world.
Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli stepped through the dark and deep gorge, and then a long gray line appeared in the world in front of them. This line seemed like the Red River that stretched outside the Southern Wilderness.
It's just that this gray line is not a river, but a line of pure gray. It paints all the rocks and vegetation that passes directly, and it is so far away that it seems like a miracle.
In the early years, people stopped in front of this gray line, hesitating for an unknown amount of time, not daring to cross it, for fear that it would be a curse drawn by the gods.
Today, more and more people are crossing this gray line and heading further afield.
The whole world has also changed visibly.
The large rock walls turned into a darker color, and the entire canyon seemed to be burned by endless fire. As far as the eye could see, it was boundless black. The surrounding temperature also dropped, and the wind blew against the skin. There was also a burning sensation like acupuncture.
"Boss... there are people in front of you, so be careful." Shao Xiaoli reminded in a low voice.
Ning Jiujiu nodded and took her into the deep canyon.
The two stone walls seemed to have been split open by giant axes, and they were a little close together. Looking up, the already dark sky could only see a line of turbid gray.
Under this black cliff and deep gorge, there are countless strange rocks like briquettes. Those strange rocks are vivid and rolling as if they are alive. However, they only roll once in a long time, so they are not harmful.
The divine creature in the black cliff has also turned into a kind of poisonous snake whose body is covered with fire scales. They hide in many cracked gaps and attack people of their choosing.
After Ning Jiujiu killed several fire-scale poisonous snakes, Lord Xueyu suddenly shouted: "Give me the soul of this snake. This kind of fire has the same origin as mine. It can help me restore my realm as soon as possible and become Uncle Ning." A powerful right-hand man!"
Ning Jiujiu did not refuse. He killed several poisonous snakes, picked out the souls, then pulled out the broken sword and fed it to Lord Xueyu.
After the Blood Feather Lord devoured these fireworks souls, it screamed with satisfaction. It opened its brightly colored wings, and then got back into the rotten sword.
"This..." Shao Xiaoli was shocked by the scene in front of him: "What is this bird?"
Ning Changjiu said: "A demon chicken."
"It turns out to be a chicken!" Shao Xiaoli suddenly relaxed a little, thinking that the boss has been carrying the mythical beast these days. She asked: "Can this chicken lay eggs?"
Ning Jiujiu replied: "It's a rooster."
"Oh..." Shao Xiaoli replied disappointedly.
Mr. Xueyu was furious when he heard this, and said angrily: "If you can, find me a hen to breed with!"
Ning Jiujiu glanced at it indifferently. Mr. Xueyu felt that Ning Jiujiu might actually be able to find an old hen for himself. He immediately changed his mind and said that he was just joking.
This black cliff is not that long, and there are only six or seven kinds of creatures that have attacked them. Most of these creatures have the aura of fire, which makes Lord Xueyu enjoy the meal.
After being satiated, Mr. Blood Feather also wondered: "This kind of fire should be at least the fire of shallow magma in the core of the earth. Why does it appear in such low-level creatures?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Maybe it's because this is the underground world. There may be a piece of magma at the other end of the canyon."
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra nodded and said: "Those strange snake scales are also helpful for your swordsmanship."
While talking, Ning Jiujiu also saw several practitioners hunting down these fire snakes and putting them into storage bags.
Shao Xiaoli was a little afraid of snakes, so he just followed him silently.
After crossing the black cliff, there is another line.
This line is much longer than the previous one, and the color is darker. It looks like it blends in with the surrounding environment, but there is not much difference.
The two crossed this line and continued to move further.
During this period, they went to a stone fort and got some water and food. Several monks who arrived earlier than them were very curious about Shao Xiaoli, and some people knowingly asked what the condition of Shao Xiaoli's small bronze sword was now.
After hearing this, Shao Xiaoli covered the brand-new sword at his waist and said nothing.
This small bronze sword can sense the mental fluctuations of each cultivator.
The people in Broken Boundary City are born with spiritual powers that are beyond ordinary people. When killing someone, the mental fluctuations will also exist at a special frequency. Whenever the bronze sword senses this, it will absorb the dead energy. The blood of the monster under this mental power makes its color darker.
The small swords on the waists of the members of Xingyuan who came here were a cyan color that was closer to black.
Shao Xiaoli was also aggrieved, thinking that the boss was too powerful and wouldn't give him a chance to take action. There was nothing I could do...
She curled her lips and said, "I want you to take care of it?"
The rest of the people also knew that there were many people in the royal family who secretly liked Shao Xiaoli. Perhaps they protected her along the way so that the little girl could get here safely.
Someone ridiculed: "Xiao Li, why don't you let me take you home as your wife? Let me tell you, that Wei Yuan is just a person seeking fame and reputation. I will be the first to set foot on the ice field today. Don't regret it then." ah."
Shao Xiaoli ignored him and looked like an iceberg beauty, extremely cold and arrogant.
She drank water and ate briefly.
She secretly glanced at Ning Jiujiu, who shook his head and said that he did not need to eat or drink.
After leaving the stone castle, Shao Xiaoli and Ning Jiujiu came to a secluded and uninhabited valley. Shao Xiaoli suddenly secretly took out some grain from his sleeve, and then handed it to Ning Jiujiu along with the kettle on his waist.
Ning Changjiu really didn't need much food, but he didn't live up to Shao Xiaoli's kindness. After eating the dry food, he took the kettle, inadvertently turned the kettle around in his hand, and then took a sip.
Shao Xiaoli looked at his little movements and puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction.
"If this is an inner earth world, then how much time did it take to create such a vast area..." After resting, the spirit of the Sword Scripture couldn't help but sigh.
Lord Xueyu had devoured many souls today and was full of energy. He laughed and said: "You still flaunt your erudition in this shabby book. Don't you understand the reason why Xumi accepts mustard seeds? If this is a kingdom of gods, then Everything in front of you can be explained."
The spirit of the Sword Scripture sneered: "The Kingdom of God needs divine pillars to support it. Where are the pillars? What's more, the Kingdom of God is transcendent from the world. How can there be such a broken truth?"
Lord Xueyu said: "It means that the king is dead."
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture retorted: "If the leader of the kingdom dies, then the bottom of the Kingdom of God will collapse, leaving only the top power to maintain it. This is also wrong."
Mr. Xueyu knows very little about these and doesn’t know how to answer them.
Ning Jiujiu had a sudden thought and asked: "Could this be one of the twelve main god kingdoms?"
"Absolutely impossible!" the two said in unison.
The Lord God is so powerful, their Kingdom of God will definitely not be so broken, and the supreme Lord of the Kingdom of God will never be killed.
Ning Jiujiu also put an end to this idea.
They continued to move forward, and not long after, those large cliffs disappeared, and the ground became sticky, like a compact swamp. The trees on the swamp all showed a kind of dead gray. They grew extremely high, and the tree crowns covered the ground. The sky is very similar to the undead forest outside the imperial city back then.
Just when Shao Xiaoli was full of ambition and planned to go to the ice field in one go, something happened again.
Behind them, thick smoke suddenly billowed out.
The two looked back.
The thick smoke rising into the sky was like the poison ejected by the giant snake, and it was extremely eye-catching among the mountains.
"The beacon is lit!" Shao Xiaoli immediately reacted: "Something happened in Wangcheng!"
Just when Shao Xiaoli was surprised when the beacon tower suddenly lit up, the sound of swords suddenly sounded in her ears, making her tremble all over.
On the side, Ning Jiujiu had already unsheathed his sword. The sword and the man were almost at the same time, stabbing a black figure that suddenly appeared behind him.
The sword made no sound after being unsheathed, and all sounds were strangely swallowed up. In the dead gray forest, two shadows, one black and one white, separated after the collision. Ning Jiujiu's figure flickered and returned to the original place.
Shao Xiaoli looked at the black shadow that suddenly appeared in the gray forest in surprise.
There was a new wound on the abdomen of the black figure that was stabbed by a sword. This wound penetrated its body, but in the blink of an eye, as if time went back, the wound recovered as before, and no scars could be seen.
Ning Jiujiu frowned, and silently pressed his hand on the branch named "Beiming" around his waist.
But the other party made no further moves.
Behind the black figure, there is a pair of black hawk-like wings, and the entire black figure is also covered by a black robe, with only a few vermilion pupils exposed in the black robe. In the black robe, there are no It seems to be hiding real flesh and blood, more like it is filled with black energy.
The black shadow could not speak. It made intermittent sounds. The sound did not have murderous intent, but was more like an invitation.
Ning stared at it for a long time, searching for records related to it in the library in his mind, but he couldn't find it.
Shao Xiaoli was so frightened that he took two steps back and hid behind him.
After a brief period of calm, the strange black bird suddenly sank down and lay on the ground. The black wings behind its back spread out suddenly, like two popping blades.
"It... is letting us go up?" Shao Xiaoli asked.
Ning Jiujiu was not afraid, because inside his body, Jinwu was already eager to try.
Ning Jiujiu has long discovered that, except for Jiuyu, the Golden Crow has an inherent strong suppression of all other demonic birds and evil creatures.
"Let's go and take a look." Ning Changjiu stepped forward and rode on the back of the black hawk.
Shao Xiaoli followed cautiously, sat on its back, and immediately grabbed the clothes on Ning Changjiu's back.
Black Eagle took out a pair of sharp claws from the tightly wrapped robe, kicked off the ground violently, and then flew into the air. The wind whipped up by its wings destroyed large swaths of the surrounding trees.
The previously unattainable canyon quickly drew closer in sight.
Ning Jiujiu sat on Black Eagle's back, holding a long sword and remaining motionless. Shao Xiaoli held his waist, glanced down, and then immediately retracted his gaze.
Blackhawk changed direction.
All the obstructions disappeared, and the line of sight suddenly became clear and clear.
Ning Jiujiu opened his sword eyes and looked far into the distance. He could even see the boundless snow-white ice field in the distance.
The huge canyon turned into an undulating plane in their sight. They also saw the world outside the canyon, but there was no surprise. Beyond the mountains were still mountains. They pierced the sky and blinded the eyes, and they were connected together, like this. An iron plate covered with nails.
The black hawk circled and descended, swooping and gliding from high above.
The mountains recede from view.
Suddenly, the long-lost wind and snow rushed towards our face.
On the two cliffs, snow is as thick as moss, and black eagles are whirling like valleys. The howling wind was mixed with large clumps of snow, but none of them could hit them.
The black hawk broke through the snow, and wherever it passed, its wings stirred up a long strip of violent wind and snow.
Ning Jiujiu narrowed his eyes.
He could see a flag being carried in the distance. The flag was flapping in the strong wind, like a dragon showing its teeth and claws.
On one side of the flag banner stood a handsome and handsome man. The man's eyes were filled with brilliance, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Ye Chu." Ning Jiujiu walked down from Snow Eagle and called out his name.
The rich and handsome man, who looked like the son of a god, smiled calmly and said, "Welcome our two guests."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Have you always received guests like this in the past?"
Ye Da shook his head and said with a smile: "I have always been very idle, so in the past I would set up some clever mechanisms to attract the guests I chose unknowingly. But now that they are lighting up cigarettes over there, I have no choice but to send it to find you. Means Be more direct and don't make fun of me."
Ning Jiujiu continued: "What do you want from me?"
Ye Da smiled and said: "You are the most valuable person among all the guests I have ever met. I want to negotiate a business with you."
Ning Chang's expression remained unchanged and he asked: "Is it worth it? How much is it worth?"
Ye Da wore a gentle smile that seemed unchanged for ten thousand years and said: "I can't make a conclusion without looking at it carefully."
Ning Changjiu put his hand on the sword and said, "Sir, take a good look first."
Ye Di smiled lightly and was not polite, and quickly opened his eyes. In his left pupil, the light shone like moonlight, and the words in it kept spinning.
After a while, the sparkle in Ye Da's eyes disappeared, and his everlasting smile suddenly faded away. There was unspeakable surprise in his expression. He asked in surprise word for word: "How is it possible? Why do you only have a long life left?" Less than twelve years?!”
The flying flags and banners exploded and scattered in the wind and snow.