Canyons, wastelands, swamps, poisonous fog, deserts, glaciers...
In the dark night, outside Duanjie City, the gongs and drums of the pursuit never stop.
Ning Jiujiu held the Hidden Breath Technique, and his escaping figure was as thin as a line of rain.
If it were anyone else, no one would be able to search for him in the vast and endless world.
But it was not a single person who was chasing him, but the entire night behind him.
This dark night is like a blood crow with black wings, sniffing the scent of the fugitives, chasing after them overwhelmingly, not letting go of any inch of land.
Near the ice field, lightning tore through the night and hit the ice as thick as the earth.
Ning Changchun's figure, as thin as a line of rain, was illuminated by lightning.
Sin Lord found him.
The sound of thunder was endless, and black feathers fell from the sky, like spinning flying knives, shooting towards Ning Changjiu's position.
Ning Jiujiu's figure walked through the snow like a snake. While moving slightly from side to side, several black feathers fell from his side. Further back, the previous thunder and lightning had touched the ice, and the thunder and lightning energy had cut into the ice. In the middle of the layer, it exploded with a bang, and at the same time as the golden light lit up, the ice surface was overwhelmed and shook like an earthquake. The torn cracks were filled with electric light, traveling quickly along the ice surface, like an infinitely extending sword, heading towards Ning. The eternal place keeps approaching.
A large amount of snow water evaporated, the sound of ice cracking sounded harshly, and Ning Changjiu's figure walking through with his sword looked small and embarrassed.
When the crack filled with thunder and lightning approached Ning Jiujiu, his figure was finally unavoidable. Ning Jiujiu was forced to turn around. The sword intent that had been accumulated in his body was like a fiery beast opening its bloody mouth full of fangs and attacking He rushed towards the electric light.
The sword fire hit the thunder and lightning.
The flames were torn apart by the thunder and lightning storm, and Ning Chang's sword-holding figure was instantly illuminated.
Although the sword fire was extinguished, the sword tip was still thrust out with the snow-white sword energy.
The sword energy and the intention of judgment collide and devour each other. Wherever the blade of the black sword cuts, the figure of Sin Lord is exactly outlined.
The white sword light also illuminated the shadow of the guilty king.
He stood in the snow, like a statue splashed with silver water, solemn and mysterious, and all the fighting around him had nothing to do with him.
Amid the uproar, Sin Lord's broad sleeves were covered by the night.
The sword energy inspired by Ning Jiujiu was like the sea water parting by the reef in front of Sui Jun.
Several bright lights lit up from time to time, illuminating the snowfield brightly, and the flat snow that had not melted for thousands of years began to melt away in large areas, making a hissing sound.
The sword collided with Heixiu for a short time, but in that moment, a hand came out of Sin Lord's sleeve.
Rather than saying that it was a hand, it was better to say that it was five slender hooks with a small arc.
The tip of his claws clasped the black sword,
Ning wanted to draw the sword for a long time, but it was as if the opponent had become one with the sword and he couldn't pull it out at all.
Ning Jiujiu didn't put in much effort. Since he couldn't pull it out, he stabbed forward.
The sword light shined brightly again. Ning Changjiu held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, pressed the palm of his right hand on the bottom of the sheath, and pushed forward fiercely.
The Asura God's video is a rotating turbine, stimulating the power accumulated in the body. A pale red light lights up on his skin, and the light turns into flowing lines and rushes towards the sword edge.
And on the side of his white clothes, small fireworks flowers also exploded.
That is the backlash caused when power breaks through the limits of heaven and earth.
While Ning Jiujiu was in a stalemate with Zuijun, the electric light in the cracks in the ice had been distorted. When it approached Ning Jiujiu's side, it suddenly jumped up, like an electric python that walked across the ground and finally came to the prey.
It pounced towards Ning Changjiu.
It is lightning, and Ning Jiujiu's hands are also as fast as lightning.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the lightning bolt.
His hands were instantly smoked black by lightning.
And Sin Lord, who was fixing the tip of the black sword, suddenly pushed.
Ning Changjiu held the black sword and flew backwards. The thunder and lightning broke free from his hand, hit his chest, bit his white clothes, and slid quickly on the snow against him.
At the same time, the figure of Zuijun also disappeared from the place, and then, the jet-black robe suddenly appeared in front of Ning Changjiu.
A tearing pain came from my lower abdomen.
Sin Lord punched him in the abdomen, and Ning Changjiu's Shura body was shaken, but he held his breath tightly. Even if his body was knocked out again by this punch, his body was still burning with hellish fire.
After Sin Lord sent Ning Changjiu away with his hammer, he opened his left hand and took the spear-like thunder and lightning.
Holding the thunder and lightning in his hand, it was no longer a sword, but turned into a sharp spear.
"Destroy life." Sin Lord groaned in a low voice and threw the spear.
Before Ning Jiujiu could adjust his figure, when the gun came, he had no choice but to move his sword forward and hit the tip of the gun.
Ning Jiujiu's feet were sunk deeply into the snow, like two nails gripping the ground. But the spear forcefully pried the nail up, and with the power of judgment, kept pressing towards Ning Changjiu's heart.
Ning Jiujiu was unable to hold the sword at this moment, so he pressed the sword directly against his chest as a heart guard. The high-speed rotating thunder gun rubbed against the black sword, and flowing electric sparks splashed in front of him.
This black sword is worthy of being an artifact held by the priests of the Kingdom of God in the past. After such a battle, the surface of this black sword is still as smooth as a mirror, without leaving any scratches.
Ning Jiujiu felt relieved.
This shows that the limit of power in this world is not enough to destroy this sword.
But even with the peerless sword, he was still no match for Sin Lord.
The high-speed rotating lightning gun pressed against his chest, and the force that penetrated his body almost tore his heart apart, while his body was like a small boat in a violent storm, being pushed back by the wind and waves in the rapids. .
If this continues, sooner or later his heart will be overwhelmed and burst with blood.
Suddenly, the deep roar of the giant snow beast came from behind.
The bright light and earthquake caused a commotion among these giant beasts. They ran and galloped wildly on the snowy fields, making the already dark night even more chaotic.
Behind Ning Jiujiu, a group of snow elephants ran over following the light.
The ground shook uneasily.
Ning Jiujiu's retreating figure directly hit a snow elephant.
Xue's mountain-like body was knocked down directly, but his flexible skin gave Ning Jiujiu a good buffer. He had nothing to rely on and could only be pushed passively by the thunder gun. At this moment, he finally found the way to adjust his body shape. Opportunity.
He roared low, turned sideways, stepped on the snow elephant's body that was about to collapse, and jumped into the sky.
The lightning gun rubbed his body and shot into the darkness behind him.
In the blink of an eye, the thunder gun came back again.
Ning Jiujiu found out the true secret of Shuiyue in the Mirror in a moment of breathing.
His figure was briefly reversed by the shadow cast by the lightning.
The thunder gun missed.
Sin Lord's figure appeared again. He grasped the handle of the gun and without any pause in his movements, he jumped up and struck towards where Ning Changjiu was.
Ning Jiujiu had just come back from the brink of death. His limbs were numb and he had no strength to face the enemy head-on.
"Why did you kill me?" Ning Jiujiu roared angrily: "Those who blaspheme will die? Why must those who blaspheme die? In this world, those who kill will die, those who set fires will die, those who treason will die... Only those who blaspheme will not be punished by death!"
Sin Lord brandished his spear and smashed it at Ning Changjiu, saying in a majestic voice: "Why not die?"
Ning Jiujiu spoke very quickly: "Everyone in the world knows that killing someone will pay for your life. You can only pay for your life by killing people or having the possibility of killing people. You are the God Lord, no one can kill you, and you have no risk of being killed from the beginning to the end. Human beings You can crush an ant that crawls on your body to death at will, but you can never sentence it to death according to the rules!"
"You are not a human being. You are a god who respects the way of heaven. Why do you use the law to kill me?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Sin Lord calmly said: "According to the source of the great road, what you said is indeed correct. But you are wrong."
Ning Changjiu's figure holding the black sword was knocked out again. Shura's body collapsed and condensed, and scarlet golden flames burned in his pupils.
"Where did I go wrong?" Ning Jiujiu asked sharply.
The Sin King said: "What I follow is not the law, what I judge is only sin. Even if you are innocent, you must be responsible for your past."
"My past?" Ning Jiujiu asked back.
The figure of the guilty king approached, waving his spear tightly, "Two thousand years ago, you should have been punished by heaven and earth."
Ning Jiujiu's figure flickered in and out of the intertwined lightning, and he asked: "Two thousand years ago? What crime did I commit at that time?"
Sin Lord struck him in the heart again with a spear and said: "Whoever draws his sword towards heaven will be punished by heaven."
When Ning Changjiu's figure flew out again, he slashed with his sword, and the golden crow flew out to entangle the unyielding spear.
The Golden Crow has natural restraint against all the darkness in the world, but its own combat power is not very strong.
Soon, the Golden Crow was picked apart by the tip of the spear, and turned into strands and flew back into Ning Jiujiu's body. Ning Jiujiu's figure fell to the snow, and rolled several times before he could stop himself. He stood on the snow. He stood up and raised his face. Under the electric light, there were several fine red marks on his delicate face.
Ning Jiujiu was so forced by the spear that he could hardly breathe.
Every time the gun shadow was waved into a circle, dozens of miles of snow evaporated.
Ning Jiujiu felt that his body was about to burst. The hot air was filled with smoke, announcing that his spiritual power was exhausted. His heart was beating unsteadily, and the meridians at his temples at both ends were clearly bulging. Almost all of his actions are based on fighting instinct.
After this battle, many corpses were added to the snowfield, and those corpses were all wild beasts on the icefield.
They were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside by lightning, and the alluring aroma of meat floated discordantly. After Ning Jiujiu's nose twitched slightly, he felt hungry and his body was much more tired.
The snowfield is almost gone.
The sleeve on Sin Jun's right side kept fluttering, gradually returning to its full state.
This chase is coming to an end.
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky.
Sin Lord raised the thunder gun in his hand, and wisps of lightning converged on the tip of the gun.
Sin Lord swung his spear, drew an arc in the air, and slashed it down.
Ning Changjiu jumped up and raised his black sword high. The pitch-black sword body was like an attractor that attracted thunder and lightning. All the countless rays of lightning were attracted to the sword. Ning Jiujiu copied the actions of Sui Jun and smashed back all the thunder and lightning on the black sword.
The thunder and lightning returned to the gun body.
Ning Jiujiu's figure landed on the ground and fled quickly backwards.
But the battle in the snowfield consumed too much of his strength. At this moment, he wanted to escape, and he looked like a hero at the end of his life.
At the end of the snowfield is the huge canyon churning with the gray mist of time, with the only stone road spanning it like a single-plank bridge.
At the junction of this snowfield and the rift valley, Ning Changjiu and Zuijun began their final confrontation.
In Ning Jiujiu's original plan, if he was forced to do so, he would jump directly into the canyon. With dead branches protecting him, he could ensure that he would not be eroded.
But he still underestimated Sin King.
Sin Lord's power is constantly recovering, even if it is not at its peak, it is still not something he can compete with.
The spear fell.
Ning Jiujiu blocked it with his sword, but the moment the gun fell, it turned into a soft long whip in mid-air. Ning Jiujiu felt wary and immediately changed his moves. Halfway through the change, the long whip turned into a long whip. handle knife.
The guilty king slashed him down with his sword.
The huge impact not only made Ning Changjiu's mouth numb, but also gave him a painful feeling that his body bones were about to be knocked apart.
This is an almost overwhelming force.
The electric light and sword energy intertwined, the black feathers were like knives, the light flickered on and off several times, and Ning Jiujiu's figure was forced to retreat continuously.
Nearing the edge of the cliff, when Ning Jiujiu was about to jump off, a knife that was too fast for him to imagine cut into his arms.
He dodged sideways as fast as he could.
But he still didn't avoid it.
Ning Jiujiu watched helplessly as the knife sliced through his powerful Shura body, cutting off the right arm holding the sword at shoulder level.
Not only him, but also the sword spirit in his body felt a sense of despair.
In the previous suffocating pursuit, it was difficult for Ning Jiujiu to use that sword to fight to the death.
Now that his right arm was chopped off, how could he still have any chance of winning
But his right arm holding the sword did not fall to the ground.
Changes occur suddenly.
The hand that was supposed to fall to the ground miraculously flew back and was reattached to his right shoulder, without even a trace of injury visible.
Back in time.
Behind Zui Jun, Si Ming was wrapped in a dark cloak and stood gracefully.
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The appearance of Si Ming is a variable in this battle.
Sin Lord imprisoned her on the cross for six days that day, and Siming was unable to escape, which showed that she did not have the ability to break through the prison of her heart.
But now this woman got out of the trap and came to him.
Zuijun quickly figured out the answer.
There was someone else who broke the prison of the heart, not Si Ming, but the little mortal girl in the red dress.
Many years ago, those arrogant and domineering ancient gods understood the power of the human world. At that time, the heads of many ancient gods were chopped off by mortal swords. After that, the heaven and earth were connected, and humans and gods were separated. The remaining ancient gods were either exiled and living in seclusion in the human world. Or he has gained stronger power, but in short, he rarely has real interactions with others.
Therefore, the ancient gods would also habitually ignore the power of most mortals.
Sin Jun looked at Si Ming quietly.
All the injuries on her body have been healed, and there is an indifferent smile on her beautiful face.
Siming did not look at Zui Jun immediately, but looked at Ning Changjiu. She smiled and said, "So embarrassed?"
Of course, Ning Changjiu had no time to talk to her.
He took the time to regain his breath and regain the power of Shura that had been cut off before.
Zui Jun said: "Are you here to save him?"
Siming smiled and said, "I'm here to kill him."
A sneer seemed to emanate from the black robe of the guilty king, "It is said that when you and Ye Da's authority merge, you can burst out with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth."
Siming nodded: "Lord Suijun, do you want to try it too?"
"Yeah." Sin Lord nodded and said, "But I want to try it myself."
Strong winds were mixed with thunderstorms.
Siming's black robe fluttered back, his hood was blown off by the strong wind, his silver hair flew, and his face hidden under the hood was revealed. On his delicate face, his beautiful features glowed with a faint moonlight.
She looked at Ning Changjiu and said sternly: "What are you waiting for?"
Ning Jiujiu understood, holding the black sword and slashing at Suijun's back.
The thunder knife turned into an electric bird, and the breath of thunder and lightning was like the high-pitched cry of the electric bird.
Siming also moved, and the power of time enveloped her, making her movements almost twice as fast, and the flash of her figure happened almost instantly.
When the black sword met its master, it buzzed, and the buzz contained the message from Siming.
Ning Jiujiu understood, and he stabbed Zuijun with his sword.
Sin Lord did not block or evade, because this sword was just a feint.
In a brief moment like a flash of lightning, Ning Jiujiu and Si Ming attacked Sin Jun like horns, and their bodies staggered past.
Thunder gun waved.
"Heavenly punishment!" Lord Sin locked his eyes on Ning Changjiu's figure and shouted.
Si Ming also activated his authority, went back in time, and canceled the guilty king's trial.
This is her dark night. With the blessing of the sundial, she is more than twice as powerful in the dark night as in the day. Now in the same situation, she can even compete with the Sin King for power.
But even if the two people's powers could cancel each other out, Si Ming would never be Sui Jun's opponent.
But now there is peace and longevity.
When the two figures passed each other, Ning Jiujiu handed the black sword back to Siming.
This black sword exerted a completely different power in Siming's hands.
Siming slashed horizontally with his sword.
The sword looked extremely slow, like an old ox pulling a cart, plodding along.
But the urgency of danger is like an arrow leaving the string, and the sound of tearing through the air makes people's hearts tremble.
The contradiction between fast and slow is truly reflected in this sword.
If an ordinary person faced this sword, his mind would definitely be frightened, and then he would be cut in two directly by the speed of the illusion of time.
But Si Ming could not deceive Sin Jun.
The moment her sword was slashed out, the thunder knife in Sin Lord's palm turned into a blade and cut towards Siming.
The thunder blade traveled through layers of time realms and accurately hit the most vulnerable point of the black sword's sword energy.
The cage of time dissolves simultaneously.
But Sin King did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.
At the moment when the swords clashed, Ning Jiujiu also jumped up, integrated Shura's eighty-one moves into the tips of his fists, and struck at Zuijun's back.
The realms of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming are both considered to be the pinnacle of this world, and their authority is the armor and swords on their bodies.
In the same realm, Zuijun is equivalent to wearing a suit of impregnable heavy armor and holding a unique divine sword in the world, while Si Ming is equivalent to holding a shield and sharp sword of time. Only Ning Jiujiu is bare-handed and alone, if not Shura Shenlu helped him strengthen his body, and now he was about to die under the judgment of the guilty king.
But now two people at the pinnacle of the realm are surrounding and suppressing the guilty king. Although the guilty king is equipped with black armor, he can only guarantee his own invincibility. It is extremely difficult to kill both sides at the same time.
Ning Jiujiu hit Zuijun on the back, but his own bones hurt.
Siming's shocking sword strike was also forced back.
The thunder and lightning spear danced into a circle.
Si Ming and Ning Changjiu retreated together.
Their eyes met in the air, and they understood each other's thoughts at the same time.
Ning Jiujiu made a quick decision and fell directly into the abyss.
Sin Lord did not pursue him. After all, it was difficult for him to completely stop the erosion of the power of time in his current state.
Ningjiu jumped into the endless canyon.
Zuijun set his sights on Si Ming.
The gun of mad thunder fell, and the laws of judgment turned into electric birds one after another, chasing after each other. These laws will only stop if they kill the person being judged.
The power of time enveloped Si Ming, her figure flickering on the side of the rift valley, trying her best to delay time.
At a certain moment, she suddenly stretched out her hand.
In the rift behind Sin Lord, the power of time began to surge crazily.
Ning, who jumped into it, did not sink for a long time. He was supported by Si Ming with authority. After the dead branches around his waist absorbed the power of the law, he suddenly jumped up from the deep gorge.
Dead branches cannot be infused with spiritual power, but they can be infused with time.
Ning Chang held the dead branch in his hand and chopped it down at the guilty king.
Sin Lord drew a perfect circle in front of him.
But in endless time, nothing perfect lasts forever.
The dead branches glowed with the moonlight, and when cut off they looked like waterfalls hanging from the sky.
After a long period of time, the round shape began to twist and deform, gradually turning into grains of sand.
The power of the prince of sin is broken.
He knew that what really broke his authority was not the law of time, but this dead branch.
He stared at the dead branch, as if trying to discern some big secret.
"Is this your sword?" Sin Lord suddenly asked.
Ning Jiujiu remembered what his master had said and said resolutely: "Yes."
This was also the sword that Master used to kill himself.
Zuijun said: "This thing does not exist in the world, where did you come from?"
Of course Ning Jiujiu would not tell the truth.
He used his escape method to get close to Siming, and used the power of time on the dead branches to disrupt Judgment's pursuit for Siming.
But the law of dead branch infusion is also limited and cannot withstand a few uses. After it is used up, Sin Lord will never give him another chance to refill it.
The fierce fighting started again.
The figures of Ning Changjiu and Siming intertwined in the air, and the electric light illuminated their faces and bodies from time to time.
Siming knew that ordinary attacks could hardly leave any injuries on Zuijun's body.
So she simply only attacked rather than defended, using a fierce posture that injured one thousand enemies and three thousand herself, trying to leave some scars on the sinful king.
Ning Jiujiu used the power of dead branches to help Si Ming get rid of those lingering judgments. When the trial fell on Ning Jiujiu, Si Ming went back in time and canceled the trial of the guilty king.
This battle continues.
Blood oozed from Siming's eyebrows again, and many thin lines were cut on her wrists under the sleeves of her robe. The most dangerous one was when Sin Lord's thunder gun broke through her defense and directly pierced her black hair. The overflowing blood soaked the already dark robe deeper.
On the cliff, where the battle passed, rubble was like cracks, rolling into the cliff one after another.
The recovery of Sin Lord's right robe has obviously stalled. He also suffered imperceptible injuries in this battle.
Thousands of years ago, before Sin Lord became the God Lord, he fought many real life-and-death battles.
But now he is the Lord of God.
After dozens of moves, he still couldn't defeat these two tough flies.
This made him a little angry.
Sin Lord suddenly stopped and hung in mid-air. He slowly raised his thunder gun. Lightning flashed across the sky.
The breath of destruction filled the air.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't help but think of the prophecy in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom: "Punish the heaven and the earth, sacrifice to the city and the country."
Although the fear of annihilation did not manifest into any grand scene, it was as if countless knives were poking out of the darkness, all aimed at the people on the edge of the cliff.
They knew that Sin Lord was about to use truly terrifying power.
This is not something they can resist.
Ning Jiujiu and Siming knew it in their hearts, and their bodies approached instantly.
"Let's go." Si Ming was injured all over and said with force.
She built a stagnant time wall in front of her to buy Ning Jiujiu time.
Ning Jiujiu grabbed her wrist, drew the flying formation backwards, and escaped from the cliff that was about to completely collapse before the breath of destruction really came.
The next moment, they were far away from the tribe.
It was a rocky wilderness.
There are a few scattered houses in the wilderness. Those houses have long been empty. They are the traces left by the tribesmen when they migrated from far away.
They temporarily avoided Sin King, but they couldn't hide for long.
Ning Jiujiu pulled Siming into a dilapidated house.
"Water!" Siming's suppressed injury burst out.
Of course she didn't want real water.
Ning Jiujiu handed her the dead branch.
Siming leaned against the wall, took the dead branch, pulled up the messy silver hair that was hanging down, tilted his face slightly, and kissed each other, sucking in the power in it.
Ning Jiujiu said: "I will heal your injuries first."
Si Ming was intoxicated in the thick liquid of time and just nodded to Ning Jiujiu's words.
After she recovers from her injury, she can use her power to restore Ning's injury quickly and permanently.
Si Ming was wearing a black robe soaked in blood, and Ning Jiujiu couldn't see clearly where the wound was. He thought that the other party was wearing a white dress underneath, so he could see it more clearly.
Thinking of this, he put his hands on her front and untied her black coat.
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(Thank you to the helmsman who rewarded the Dharma Protector Feng Yunwu! Thank you to the hero who rewarded the dark descendant Laast! I sincerely thank you both for your great support and love for this book! Oh!)