The pupils and the golden light on the black sword lit up almost at the same time.
The golden flames engulfed the black sword and tore apart the night as thick as a swamp.
The bats in the state of mind were like sprites under the Buddha's light, collapsing and scattering.
The state of mind and the Golden Crow also complemented each other. After the spiritual platform became clear, the black spots that Sin Lord had previously eroded on the Golden Crow's feathers also dispersed.
The sword edge with golden flames was the first to explore the dark door.
The blade is like a pair of scissors sliding out of soft satin.
Sin Lord's robe was also instantly illuminated, and the pure black feathers on it were plated with hot gold. Only the brim of the long-beaked hat was still pitch black, as if all the light in the world could not reach it.
The darkness broke. Ning Jiujiu clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands and was about to strike. Sin Lord held the sword of thunder and lightning in his left hand and blocked it with a horizontal strike.
when!
The golden sword collided with Sin Lord's lightning sword, and the metals clashed and exploded!
The two swords were pressing against each other with great strength. The sword energy and electric current were intertwined. The two people's cheeks came closer as they clashed. Ning stared at Sin Lord for a long time, the gold in his pupils was like spraying dust.
The air between the two was torn apart by swords and electricity, and a series of explosions occurred.
The muscles in Ning Changjiu's arms were almost stretched to the limit.
"Ah!" He suddenly roared, and on the sword's edge, the golden flame turned into a golden crow and flew away in an instant.
At the same time, Suijun's sword was like a sword of thunder and lightning, sliding across it and sawing wood. In the midst of the harsh hissing sound, countless electric lights splashed out.
The two criss-crossed swords suddenly bounced away after being pushed to the extreme.
Ning Jiujiu staggered back a few steps, and only managed to stop his retreat by supporting himself with his sword.
Sin Lord's figure also floated backwards. He used the thunder sword to cut away a few strands of entangled sword intent, and landed lightly on the ground.
The golden flame on Ning Chang's sword was not extinguished, and although he did not get any advantage from Zuijun's sword, after this sword, all the power of judgment that Zuijun had used on him was wiped out by him.
As Sword Spirit said, authority is not truly invincible.
Invincible state and power are invincible.
He gasped for air, and infinite courage that was enough to kill gods arose in his heart.
But the spirit of the Sword Scripture poured cold water on him again.
"Why are you still standing there! Run! Could it be that you are waiting for the sinner to activate his power next time and punish you for the crime of blasphemy again?" The spirit of the Sword Scripture shouted: "Don't forget the original plan .”
Ning Jiujiu nodded gently, suppressing some of the blood in his heart.
He knew that without the authority of fate and time at the same time, he had no chance of defeating the sinful king.
But the golden flame in Ning Jiujiu's pupils burned even brighter.
Lord Zui quietly looked at the young man who tore through the darkness with one sword and then forced himself back. He sighed with rare emotion: "I didn't expect that after thousands of years, you are still so strong."
Ning Changjiu thought to himself, do you, Dangdang Zuijun, live in a temple? If you haven't revealed your identity even after mentioning it so many times, it's obvious that you don't want to tell yourself anymore. Since you don’t want to talk about it, why are you making riddles
Ning Jiujiu's whole body exuded murderous intent, and the Shura Divine Records were opened outside his body in circles, and each record was like the sound of a bell.
The next moment, Ning Changjiu's figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
Sin Lord quietly watched where he disappeared without feeling like he was being teased.
Just now he felt a slight fluctuation in space.
This young man should have used a Taoist technique similar to the Flying Formation, and all his previous golden flames and murderous intent were disguises, just to hide the light spots emerging around him behind the golden curtain.
Ning Jiujiu had already appeared on a wasteland.
Since ancient times, he had made a lot of preparations for this battle when he had faced off with Black Feather outside the city.
There are formations, traps, and swords he buried every hundred miles in case of emergencies.
But now it seems that these are of little significance to Sin Jun, and it is even difficult to stop him for a moment.
And it's a big gamble for him to pull away.
If Sin Lord turns to kill Ye Zhi or seize Si Ming's authority at this moment, then he will have no chance.
But fortunately, not long after, his extended mental power sensed the fluctuations coming from the darkness like arrows through the air behind him.
This is also the pride of Sui Jun. In Sui Jun's eyes, Ning Changjiu is his only enemy at this moment. Unless he is killed, the pursuit will never stop.
Thousands of years ago, Sin Lord was able to seize the power of one of the God Lords after the reshaping of heaven and earth, and it was definitely not the one-on-one duel like today.
Back then, he was so desperate that he even killed his best friend.
But now, Sin Lord has also aroused the long-lost passion. He has been lonely for five hundred years, and he also longs for a life-and-death showdown where swords clash with each other.
Of course, the most important thing is that the projection has nothing to do with the real body. He can use any move without any scruples, regardless of the cost.
But it would be better if it lasts forever.
The city gates are wide open.
The black robe left the city and entered the gorge, and his figure turned into a very black line, blending into the night and drifting away.
The thunder and lightning energy shattered rocks, cut grass and trees, and destroyed everything in its path.
Ning Jiujiu recalled the escape route he had designed first, and also used the invisible technique to blend into the night, quietly.
Ning Jiujiu was not sure how long he could delay.
He knew that he should be focused on nothing else during the battle, but he still couldn't help but worry about the royal city.
Si Ming's authority is the most critical part of this battle.
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The already shabby royal city is now even more desolate.
It was dark at night, and people on the street were fleeing in large numbers. There were also several corpses on the street that had been affected by the battle and died in terrible conditions.
The previous stage had long been destroyed in the battle. The wood was on fire, and the red lanterns were scattered on the ground. The paper on it had been burned clean, and some bamboo strips were still burning. It looked like Balls of fire rolled away with the wind.
Further away, the already rickety houses were in ruins, and most of the sheds in the open space were overturned.
The successive disasters seem to be cleaning the city of unnecessary sins, and wailing and crying can be heard everywhere.
In the golden prison in the center, Siming leaned on the stone pillar, his beautiful eyes slightly opened, looking ahead.
In front, Shao Xiaoli held an iron sword, infused with spiritual power, and kept hitting the golden cage.
Amidst the knocking sounds, the iron sword bounced off again and again, and the blade even began to twist and deform.
"Don't waste your efforts." Si Ming leaned against the stone pillar and said calmly.
"Shut up! If you hadn't been playing tricks, why would this situation have happened? It's fine now, none of us can leave!" Shao Xiaoli turned around and looked at Siming angrily.
Siming smiled and said: "Stop looking at me like that. We are not on the torture rack now. Do you really think you can win me?"
Shao Xiaoli couldn't help but think of the terrifying chase that night.
The glamorous murderer has now broken free from his restraints and is looking at him indifferently from behind him. What he did to her before was almost a mortal hatred...
Shao Xiaoli swallowed softly and pretended to be calm: "Now we should cooperate and find a way to get out together, otherwise when Zuijun kills the boss, your ending will not be much better!"
Si Ming leaned against the stone pillar quietly, closing his eyes slightly with an indifferent smile on his face: "It's all about death anyway, and I can humiliate you all the time before I die, but you can only die of torture, eh …Is that so?”
This is what Shao Xiaoli said to Siming before.
Now the words have been returned.
Shao Xiaoli looked nervously at the dazzlingly beautiful woman. Her heart was beating hard. From time to time, her eyes glanced at the blood hole on Si Ming's forearm, trying to discern whether the other party had a plan in mind or was performing an empty city plan. .
Shao Xiaoli also became a little tougher and said: "Then if you have the ability, get up and beat me. I want to see how much strength you, a witch, still have. If you can beat me, then I have nothing to say. If you can't, then I I won’t spare any favors, so you have to think clearly.”
The corners of Siming's mouth slightly curled up, and she slowly stood up and walked towards Shao Xiaoli.
Her steps were light and she landed silently, but they gave Shao Xiaoli a strong sense of oppression.
"Don't come over!" Shao Xiaoli said immediately: "If you take one more step, I will draw my sword!"
"Oh? Really?" Siming looked at this little girl who was not good at pretending. She gently lifted up her skirt and raised her feet lightly, like a young lady from a famous family, carefully crossing the threshold. .
Shao Xiaoli watched helplessly as Si Ming's delicate snowy feet landed on the ground, her soft soles gently covering the brick surface, and then she also stepped over with her last foot.
Shao Xiaoli squeezed the sword in his hand tightly, his heart in his throat.
She said: "Don't move anymore, I... I will bear your last step. If you dare to move again if you want to die, I will draw my sword!"
Si Ming looked at Shao Xiaoli's body and couldn't help but shrink back slightly, and said teasingly: "Huh? What? You were so domineering just now, when you hit me with one whip after another, wasn't it very majestic? What's going on now? Are you going to hit me again, with your sword, your sheath, or your delicate slap?"
Siming laughed, looking a bit charming.
In a short period of time, the roles were reversed again, which made it difficult for Shao Xiaoli to accept that she was so stern and majestic before, but now she is so cowardly.
She had really seen how powerful Siming was, and she didn't think that the three-legged cat swordsmanship she had practiced in the past few months could threaten him.
And her height was more than half a head shorter than Siming. Even in terms of pure aura, she was still ruthlessly suppressed.
"Kneel down." Si Ming stood in front of her and suddenly said: "Kowtow to me, and while you kowtow, say all the words of begging for mercy and acknowledging your mistake, until I am satisfied."
Although Shao Xiaoli has always prided herself on being able to bend and stretch, her swordsmanship was taught by her boss. If she knelt down now, it would be equivalent to her boss kneeling down on one knee. It doesn't matter if your dignity is damaged, but you must not implicate the boss!
She thought like this, looked at Si Mingbai's flawless dimple, and knelt down obediently.
Siming looked at the girl in the red dress kneeling under him, and slowly raised his foot, wanting to step on her head and pay back a hundred times what he had just suffered.
The emotions in her heart were intense, but her brows were still cold and dusty.
Shao Xiaoli knelt down tremblingly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Siming's slightly raised feet. The jade-bow-like soles were carved from jade, and the bare ankles were exquisitely carved. On the smooth calves, there was a touch of... Attractive red marks that are almost invisible.
Red marks…
Shao Xiaoli's heart moved slightly, and her originally fearful expression turned sharp.
With a choking sound, Shao Xiaoli's sword suddenly activated and slashed towards Siming's jade foot stepping towards him.
Si Ming's expression also changed. She retracted her foot and tried to step on the hand that dared to strike out with the sword, but Shao Xiaoli's sword came too fast. After Si Ming's kick missed, he made a quick decision and stepped on the Star Step, retreating quickly. , avoiding those sword shadows sweeping the floor.
In the golden cage, red skirts and white skirts are intertwined.
Shao Xiaoli had a sword in his hand, which made him even better. After a few encounters, the sword in Shao Xiaoli's hand danced into an airtight net and pressed against him.
Siming never thought that her disguise would be seen through by the other party, and she complained secretly. She was suppressed by the other party, and she didn't even have time to activate the power of authority. She had to use her spiritual power to resist, but the torture lasted almost seven days. , Si Ming's strength and spirit have been completely worn away. Now facing Shao Xiaoli's smoothly connected swordsmanship, who is Yihe's enemy
There was a ding.
Siming had been forced to the stone pillar, and there was a sword stuck on the side of her snow-white neck, and a few strands of slender silver-white hair fell from the sword's edge.
Shao Xiaoli held the hilt of the sword and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She has regained her prominence.
She moved closer to Siming. There was still some distance between their cheeks, but their chests were already touching.
"Boss, you really didn't lie to me. Bad women are all paper tigers!" Shao Xiaoli snorted and said, "Now that you have this little ability, you still want to trick me into kneeling down? You are really audacious."
In fact, if she hadn't accidentally caught a glimpse of the red mark on Si Ming's calf and guessed that she didn't even have the ability to repair the injury at the moment, she might have actually kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Siming also sighed and closed his eyes.
She could already foresee what kind of humiliation she would face soon.
But this was also the price of losing her bet.
But Shao Xiaoli didn't make any extra moves. She raised her head slightly, stared at Siming seriously, and said seriously: "I would like to apologize for my previous behavior. Let's put aside our grudges for now. Let's talk about it later. Now Let’s not waste any more time and find a way out together! Okay?”
Siming looked at her pretty and serious face.
Nowadays, the commanding skills are not as good as others, so the momentum has been suppressed.
Shao Xiaoli was willing to compromise, and of course she couldn't agree more.
But consent does not mean willingness.
Siming's left hand was silently making secrets in his sleeve. His expression remained unchanged as he nodded lightly and said, "It's as you say."
"Well, you can't lie to others." Shao Xiaoli warned.
She herself felt that these words had little power. She wanted to say something like making a blood oath, but she didn't know much about blood oaths, and she was worried that Siming would lie to her again.
"I can't beat you, how can I lie to you?"
Si Ming's magic formula is about to be completed.
Of course she knew that now she had to prioritize things and not act on impulse, but no matter what, she wanted to subdue Shao Xiaoli first and give her a good beating first.
At the last moment when she was about to complete the formula, her left hand holding the formula was suddenly held by Shao Xiaoli.
Siming was shocked, thinking that he had been discovered even though his movements were so small
But he saw Shao Xiaoli holding his left hand with his right hand, pulling it to each other's chests, and said seriously with a small face: "Let's pull the hook!"
Siming was startled for a moment, and then she laughed helplessly. A trace of helpless emotion arose in her heart. She sighed softly and stretched out her little finger to connect with Shao Xiaoli's.
The two of them finished the childish promise in unison, and then let go easily.
"Don't regret it now." Shao Xiaoli said seriously.
"Okay." Siming really agreed.
So they all temporarily suppressed the hatred and grudge in their hearts, and began to work together on ways to escape.
As a former priest, Siming was well-informed. She was imprisoned on a cross and had her own, deeper understanding of this kind of cage.
"You want to try cutting with your sword again?" Siming said.
Shao Xiaoli responded, exerted all his strength, and dropped the sword.
The sound is endless.
Siming gently rubbed her ears. She looked at the golden cage vibrating under the sword's edge seriously, her eyebrows slightly approaching.
"Give me the sword." Siming said suddenly.
Shao Xiaoli still had worries in his heart, but he handed it over.
Siming took the sword and slashed at the prison cage.
The area where the sword collided with the cage produced a completely different reaction from when Shao Xiaoli drew the sword before. Circles of golden ripples were visible to the naked eye.
"Huh?" Siming was confused and struck out with his sword again.
The same ripples appeared again.
She handed the sword back to Shao Xiaoli and sighed: "Don't waste your efforts. This should be derived from the power of the law. With our current strength, it cannot be broken or destroyed."
Shao Xiaoli knew that now it was about everyone's life and death, and Si Ming would not lie to him at this time.
She hung her head in disappointment and became even more depressed.
As she became frustrated, the cage seemed a little thicker in the girl's eyes.
Shao Xiaoli noticed this change and said: "It has been cutting continuously, but this broken iron cage continues to grow thicker, will it allow people to live?"
"Get thicker?" Siming asked doubtfully, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Shao Xiaoli thought that Siming was deliberately playing tricks on her, and she was a little angry. She stretched out her hand to the cage, hooked it with her thumb and index finger, then gently relaxed her hand, trying her best to maintain the size, put it in front of Siming, and asked: "So Are you still not satisfied with it?"
Siming looked at her gestures with doubtful eyes.
Then she quickly figured it out and said, "What color does this cage look like to you?"
Shao Xiaoli said matter-of-factly: "It's golden."
Siming said quietly: "In my eyes, it is white."
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"White? How can it be white?" Shao Xiaoli was very angry, thinking that Siming must want to disturb her heart. If they hadn't hooked up before, she would have wanted to punish her severely.
Siming sighed: "It is golden in your eyes, which means that your Taoist heart is not greatly hindered and has not been confused. However, my state of mind is shrouded in a huge shadow, and my shadow is white... a Woman in white.”
Shao Xiaoli remembered what Ye Di had said to inspire her earlier, and couldn't help but look at Si Ming a few more times. He couldn't imagine how beautiful a more beautiful person would be. In this world, I'm afraid there are only two of them, the boss. My wife can give her a leg up.
Although she has never met them, she must say this.
Shao Xiaoli was doubtful and said: "Are you serious?"
Siming nodded and said, "I don't need to lie to you."
"I don't think you dare..." Shao Xiaoli muttered, and then asked: "Then what should we do?"
Siming said: "People in your world may not understand that in the outside world, above the highest realm of this world, there is also the Purple Court Realm. To break into the Purple Court Realm, you need to go through a heart demon tribulation. This prisoner Although Cage does not have the inner demon derived from it, in a sense, it is not far different from it."
Shao Xiaoli was not stupid, and he quickly understood: "You mean I have to conquer my heart? Why does it sound so evil?"
Siming shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I shouldn't say this to you. If you have no distractions, no distracting thoughts, and no awe, you might be able to break it directly. And I will break it to you in a sense. It’s an extra mental barrier.”
Shao Xiaoli said: "Then it's okay if I don't believe it?"
Siming couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that this little girl's heart was bigger than he thought.
Shao Xiaoli said dejectedly: "I didn't expect that after struggling for so long, I would end up back where I started... It's really annoying."
As he spoke, in Shao Xiaoli's eyes, the golden cage frame became a little thicker. Shao Xiaoli took a breath of air and subconsciously reached out to hold the iron frame, hoping to use his hands to restrain it from getting thicker.
Siming looked at Shao Xiaoli and said seriously: "If you can use that sword on your own, you might have a chance to get out."
Shao Xiaoli nodded slightly: "I'll give it a try."
Shao Xiaoli recalled what Ning Jiujiu had taught him. Spiritual energy circulated in his body, and the man and the sword thrust out in a weird posture. She tried dozens of sword strikes in succession, but failed. The spiritual power was depleted rapidly and it was difficult to sustain.
Si Ming stood behind her, with his hands folded across his chest, watching Shao Xiaoli's sword moves that were even more outrageous than before, his eyelashes lowered, and he sighed quietly.
Shao Xiaoli heard her sigh and said angrily: "You are so good, why don't you give it a try?"
Siming shook his head and said: "The shadow of my Tao Heart was indestructible to me seven hundred years ago, let alone now?"
Shao Xiaoli showed contempt.
After trying the sword several more times, Shao Xiaoli lost all strength. She stood aside with her sword in hand, wiping the sweat from her forehead and looking lost.
Siming looked at her indifferently and started chatting: "Actually, you are also a great beauty when you dress up. You just don't put on makeup on weekdays. Why don't you comb your hair?"
Shao Xiaoli rolled his eyes at her and said: "What do you know? My mother told me when I was very young that beauties have a bad fate. So I just want to be an ugly girl, not a beauties. If it weren't for the boss's task this time, I wouldn't be too lazy. I’m putting on makeup.”
"Are beauties destined to die?" Siming thought she was just lazy in the past, but he didn't expect this answer.
"Yes, you see, I just became more beautiful, and I was locked up here. So did you. You are so beautiful, but you will end up..." Shao Xiaoli thought that they were fragile allies now, so he did not continue. .
Siming said indifferently: "I have lived for more than a thousand years, which is not too short."
Shao Xiaoli was even more sad, "But I'm only seventeen years old."
Siming asked: "Do you like Ning Changjiu?"
Shao Xiaoli said categorically: "Boss and I will always be good brothers."
Siming smiled and said: "If we were to die soon and you had the opportunity to say the last words to Ning Changjiu, would you still say that?"
Shao Xiaoli changed the subject and said, "If we keep talking nonsense, the boss will really die!"
As she spoke, she picked up the sword again and slashed towards the prison cage like wood.
Siming looked at her sword and asked himself, "What is the thing you hate most in your life?"
Shao Xiaoli remembered the first time his mother told him that she was not a descendant of the royal family, but an illegitimate daughter.
But she didn't reply.
Siming did not wait for her answer, but continued to ask slowly: "When was the happiest time in your life?"
When the man in white clothes walked out of Shi Yuan's light curtain.
Siming asked again: "What about the loneliest time?"
After the man in white clothes walked out of Shi Yuan, he passed by him and continued to go away.
"The loneliest time?"
"The happiest time?"
"The proudest moment?"
Siming asked questions one after another.
In Shao Xiaoli's mind, scenes flashed alternately, making her unable to concentrate on drawing her sword.
She said angrily: "I'm only seventeen years old, why do you seem to be writing a life story for me!"
Having said that, every time Siming asked a question, the cage seemed to get really thinner.
But it's still not enough, far from enough.
"What's the most unforgettable moment?"
Shao Xiaoli smiled disdainfully, wondering if there was any easy answer to this question. It must have been when he was with the boss...
No!
wrong!
Shao Xiaoli suddenly opened her eyes wide. The first scene that flashed in her mind was not this.
What she thought of was the scene when Ye Chu calculated her fate that day.
At that time, at the very tip of the tower, on the arched scroll, there was a star map of his own.
"You are not the daughter of the royal family."
These were his first words at that time, like a thunderbolt.
What impressed her even more was the words that followed.
"When you were born, you had the White Ape Star and the Jade Rabbit Star as your companion. This is a comet."
The wisdom of this is the wisdom of wisdom.
At that time, she was truly convinced that she was not a stupid girl, because her mother had told her that extreme wisdom would lead to injury, so she had been lying to herself all these years, to the point where she almost deceived herself.
Siming raised his eyebrows slightly.
She found two bright white light spots hanging on the side of Shao Xiaoli.
They were the virtual White Ape Star and the Jade Rabbit Star. They revolved around Shao Xiaoli, as if she were the center of the world.
"There is Luoshen in the right position again!"
This is the second half of the sentence at the time of New Year's Eve.
In front of Shao Xiaoli, an ethereal fairy spirit rose up, vaguely outlines the human form. It's like a goddess came out of Luoshui and was startled by a glimpse.
Roselle is in the upright position.
Because her mother had told her that beauties had bad luck, so she had been avoiding the so-called "beauties".
But in the life described by Ye Shu, this was never something she could control or escape.
White ape, jade rabbit, Luo Shen.
The three constellations have returned to their respective places.
Blessing to the soul.
Shao Xiaoli followed his heart and swung a sword. That sword was not a sword move from the Tianyu Sword Manual, nor was it any sword taught by Ning Jiujiu.
The sword hit the cage.
The iron sword shattered, and the cage also shattered.
Her body was overwhelmed, and with the inertia of the sword, she fell out and sat on her knees on the ground, looking dazed.
"That's it." In the darkness not far away, Ye Di retracted his finger and said, then with a smile on his face, he retreated into the depths of the darkness with Mr. Xueyu.
Siming walked behind her.
She stretched out her hand and aimed it at her neck.
"You want to kill me?" Shao Xiaoli asked.
Si Mingru's hooked fingers suddenly softened, she smiled, straightened her skirts, and said, "Let's go."
"Where to go?" Shao Xiaoli asked.
"Star Spirit Hall."
"I won't go." Shao Xiaoli said stubbornly, "That's your territory."
"Ha, she has indeed become smarter." Siming rubbed her head and said softly: "Then wait for me here and don't run around."
"Okay." Shao Xiaoli agreed.
Siming walked into the Star Spirit Hall.
This was her only place of peace of mind. She sat on the dial needle for the first time in a long time, like a girl on a swing.
The sundial is worthy of being a sacred object of the country. In a very short period of time, her injuries, realm and authority were all cured.
She got off the dial and walked down the steps, taking off her white skirt and thin lining along the way, and walked naked into the silver-white pool of water swaying in the candlelight, her jade shadow graceful.
The ripples of water embraced her graceful shadow.
After bathing, she didn't wear any inner clothes, only a black cloak and walked out of the palace.
The cloak covered her face and hair.
She looked around and found that Shao Xiaoli had disappeared.
"You are indeed smart... you ran so fast and saved yourself a beating." Siming said with some regret, "I will deal with you when I get back."
As she spoke, she looked towards the north, and then her figure also passed there.
"I hope you're not dead yet," she said calmly.
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