Ning stood in the sea of fire for a long time, with demonic flames licking everything.
He looked beyond the red flames and found that the layout of the streets and houses did not seem to have changed much. The city gate was still closed behind him when he came in. The ruins of Qianyu Palace were also burning in the flames. Everything in the fire was Burnt until almost transparent.
The temple where Zhao Xiang'er stands is suspended in the sky, with a staircase made of flames hanging down. This staircase is like a ghost and a ghost, a path of atonement that evil people must walk barefoot after death. Even if Ning Jiujiu is physically strong, When the fire wave hit his face, he also felt an indelible heat, as if his skin was being roasted into a thin and burnt piece.
Ning Jiujiu knew that these were all hallucinations and that this world was by no means a real world, but when those divine birds bathed in fire soared from all directions, his mind still inevitably beat with the light of the fire.
"Is this the wedding room prepared by His Highness?" He calmed down and asked with a smile.
Zhao Xiang'er smiled and said: "It's now, do you still have time to be tough?"
She looked around and said: "This is the power of the world. I am far from my mother's level, so I can only build on the original foundation of the world. I cannot build pavilions out of thin air. After the battle in the Imperial City three years ago, , I made up my mind that I wanted to have a sword that could destroy all things, so in the days that followed, after I came into contact with authority, I began to build my country."
Zhao Xiang'er slowly turned around and walked towards the temple: "This was originally a method used to deal with the spirit-devouring level. I didn't want to use it on you first... Let's take a good look around. If you can't stand it anymore, you can kneel down. Please forgive me, I’m going to rest for a while so I won’t disturb you anymore.”
As she spoke, she slowly walked into the temple, and the temple door was closed.
The moment the door closed, behind Ning Jiujiu, the void opened, and a long and narrow silver knife protruded from the void, slashing towards Ning Jiujiu's back.
The attack of this sword was not fast. Ning Jiujiu didn't even need to retreat. He could resist it with just his Shura body. But the next moment, he found that his power was weakened!
This is an independent world, a world with its own laws! And Zhao Xiang'er is the ruler of this world, and in a sense even the incarnation of heaven. But when he walks in her world, how is he different from a piece of fish placed on the chopping board
The moment the blade appeared, Ning Jiujiu wanted to use his body skills to avoid it, but his strength was greatly reduced, and his reaction was half a beat too slow. He used a broken sword to cut it off, but his clothes were still pierced by the blade protruding from the void. , picked out a blood bead.
The blood drops were instantly evaporated in the world as the waves of fire rolled around.
Amidst the resounding sound of the blades hitting each other, Ning Jiujiu took advantage of his strength and retreated, raising his head to look at the Kingdom of God. He wanted to jump up directly and rush into the Kingdom of God to fight Zhao Xiang'er decisively, but he found that he no longer had the strength to rely on him. With the power of empty stepping, the realm was directly suppressed to the longevity realm.
The moment he jumped up, rows of crossbow arrows poked out from outside the walls on both sides. What was mounted on the crossbow was not an iron arrow, but a puff of fire. The fire suddenly stretched out after being shot, like Fire spray from a volcano erupts.
Ning Jiujiu could feel the terrifying aura contained in the flames. In his current state, he could not dare to face the enemy head-on, so he had to lower his body and dance his scabbard into a circle to block while flying.
When crossing the spacious street, the scabbard in Ning Changjiu's hand seemed to have been severely corroded, and the white anaconda scales were full of sunken black patches.
Before he could take a breath, at the other end of the street, he suddenly remembered the heavy sound of horse hooves.
Ning Changjiu looked sideways and saw that on the street, the burning hooves of horses with saddles had broken the green bricks.
The tall horse with a mane like fire was running towards him with six strong hooves, dragging a bright golden chariot. On the chariot, there seemed to be a graceful and luxurious figure of a woman.
It was too late to escape.
The moment the carriage appeared, flames filled the street.
Ning Jiujiu held his breath and concentrated his attention. The moment the six-legged horse approached, he jumped up high, twisted his body, and stabbed the horse's pupil with the hand holding the tip of the broken sword.
The horse stopped suddenly, and he sensed the danger, raised his neck high, and with a snort, flaming debris spurted out, melting the edge of Ning Changjiu's broken sword until it became soft.
The broken sword stabbed the horse's pupil, but it seemed like it had hit a steel ball. The two ends of the sword were squeezed by the force and bent to the extreme in an instant.
With a click, the broken sword broke again, and the force of the rebound made Ning Jiujiu retreat, and he crashed directly into the golden carriage.
He knew that there was someone sitting in the carriage, so when he entered the carriage, he pointed in the void. As he retreated, his fingers drew a dotted line in the air - that was the virtual sword.
The moment he crashed into the golden chariot, Ning Changjiu held the virtual sword in his hand and slashed directly at the people in the chariot.
Ding!
The virtual sword sounded crisply.
"Zhao Xiang'er?" Ning Jiujiu saw the people in the chariot clearly and exclaimed.
No! That's not Zhao Xiang'er.
The girl was sitting on the carriage, her face expressionless, her hands folded on her knees, she was elegant and elegant, she sat upright, what was hanging down was not black hair, but a head of pure gold long hair that fell down like molten gold. Her white hair was The skin is also covered with a light golden color, looking like a gilded statue.
During Ning's long hesitation, 'Zhao Xianger' suddenly turned her head and looked at him.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sound of the sword vibrating reminded me of it. Three white lights were slashed out of the sheath at high speed, and only three very thin white shadows could be seen. Those three sword shadows directly blocked all Ning Jiujiu's escape routes, and in front of him, Zhao Xiang'er's eyes suddenly turned black and white, and a smile appeared on her face. She slowly stretched out her hand and tapped Ning Changjiu's eyebrows.
The three high-speed swords and her slow fingers came in unbelievable synchrony, and it was impossible to tell which one was an illusion.
Ning Jiujiu gritted his teeth fiercely and thought. The next moment, time in the chariot realm was reversed. His figure suddenly returned to the long street, and the shadow of the chariot narrowly missed him.
Ning looked at the war horse that quickly disappeared into the long street with lingering fear.
What kind of world is this...
Ning Jiujiu couldn't understand why Zhao Xiang'er didn't take action directly because his current state was clearly at the end of his life. With her power in the Purple Court Realm, even if she tried her best, she would never be an opponent.
He raised his head and found that the temple hanging high in the sky had disappeared.
A light suddenly lit up in Ning Changjiu's mind, and he suddenly understood that this world was her country, so that temple was her kingdom of God hanging in the world.
The Lord of the Kingdom of God cannot leave his Kingdom of God!
So now she should be controlling everything in the temple.
And he is a fish dragged into it. If he cannot escape from the land and return to the water, he will be exposed to the scorching sun and die sooner or later. But how to escape
He just stood there and hesitated for a moment, and then the green bricks under his feet collapsed.
When his body sank, he immediately threw out the other half of the broken sword and stuck it on the wall. Between the broken sword and his palm, spiritual power was like a chain. He pulled hard and pulled his falling figure back. Went back.
Ning Jiujiu jumped up, held the broken sword with his body thrown high, and rolled directly into the courtyard wall of the big house.
All the rooms here are so identical, like the phantom of flames painted on the original building. They keep burning but are not destroyed or collapsed, as if they can burn for tens of thousands of years.
In the light of the fire, several figures were swaying. They gathered around the well, and whispers came over.
"This child is really pitiful."
"Yes, it's a pity that he is a freak. He will have to hide his life in the future. Why not just listen to the master..."
"Should I tell Madam about this... How can Madam bear it..."
"No need, Concubine Liu's child seems to have been born today, if not..."
“…”
thump!
Something fell into the well and a sharp cry was heard.
"who?"
The people around the well turned their heads and found Ning Changjiu.
Ning looked at them for a long time, his eyes burning brightly.
They immediately covered their faces and shouted: "I was seen, I was seen... what to do... what to do..."
They screamed, pinching the flesh with their fingers and sinking into their cheeks. Fire also burned on their bodies, and the flames quickly swallowed them up. After that, the ghosts with short stature and long pointed ears jumped out from the fire. They grinned and lay on the ground making noises to Ning Jiujiu. He growled lowly, revealing his silver-white fangs.
They rushed towards Ning Changchun.
Ning Changjiu had no usable sword in his hand. When the resentful ghost rushed towards him, his sleeves trembled, and a sword of yin and yang suddenly formed in his hand. This was a sword embodied in Taoism.
The young man's figure flashed away in the firelight. Among the figures that rushed towards him, the sword light was like a stream of light. In the long and thin lines, the resentful ghost's abdomen was cut open, or his body was cut off, or directly The little devils fell to the ground one after another in the messy white lines of the sword energy, and burned themselves to ashes.
And from the ancient well they were surrounding, another baby emerged. The baby had two heads, both of which were incomplete, with no eyes or a bridge of nose. On his body, lingering resentment was rising like a black mist. It smoked, turning its young face black.
He is the freak who was thrown down the well earlier.
The freak screamed and rushed towards Ning Jiujiu. Ning Jiujiu frowned. He couldn't feel the opponent's realm. He dropped a tentative sword. The freak was easily split in half. He fell to the ground and twitched. After a few moments, it turned into resentment.
Ning looked at the burning courtyard for a long time and walked in hesitantly.
Not long after, a soft conversation came from a window at the end of the corridor.
"Madam... took medicine..."
"I don't drink."
"Madam's health is getting worse and worse... This is Wang Langzhong's new recipe. It uses fine cinnabar..."
"I don't... um..."
“…”
Resentment condensed in the house, the window paper exploded, and the firelight was blown into the window like wind and snow.
Ning Jiujiu watched helplessly as the lady lying on the bed gradually turned into an evil ghost.
He walked on.
"Miss Ma fell into the river..."
"Hey, I told her a long time ago that when a man becomes a high official, who will care about his wife who is a loser at home?"
…
"This... this medicine really works."
"Of course it works. This is silver in the water. If you apply it on your body, you will be blessed."
"But the skin is rotting..."
…
"Have you heard? Mr. Lu and his daughter-in-law are getting together."
"What's new?"
“…”
Ning walked past each house for a long time, and the words inside came out clearly, like the shocking words of an evil spirit among ghosts.
He kept walking forward, but it seemed that he would never reach the end.
What a big yard.
Every time he passed a house, his mood became lower. The sense of decadence, like the breath of withering, slowly invaded Ning Changjiu's mind. His steps became slower and slower, and the exit of the corridor became slower and slower. Far.
Ning closed his eyes for a long time and simulated a string of yin and yang intersecting, briefly cutting off his consciousness to prevent himself from being dragged down by this lifeless emotion.
"Help..."
As soon as he thought about it, a sharp cry came out.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly opened his eyes.
At the end of the burning corridor, a woman holding a sharp knife ran towards her like crazy. She shouted for help, while her body was festering and decomposing like tumors rolling to the ground. She ran in panic until she fell to Ning Ning. When Jiujiu stood in front of him, there was only one hand holding the dagger.
"Help...someone wants to kill me...kill my child..."
"He's not a monster..."
That blow had no lethality. Ning Jiujiu brushed it away easily, but felt that the sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier.
After the woman said the last words, her body completely collapsed.
Ning looked at the body on the ground for a long time and sighed softly.
With this sigh, a hole seemed to open in his body, and lead water seemed to be poured into his bones.
He didn't pay attention and walked forward along the path where the mad woman's blood trail came from.
From time to time, people climbed out of the wells in the courtyards. Most of them were young women. Some of them jumped in by themselves, some were pushed in by others, and occasionally there were babies, old people, and men... They were like corpses. They are walking corpses, wandering aimlessly in the entire world filled with fire. After meeting, they fight each other and bite each other's flesh.
Ning Jiujiu discovered that this corridor was, in a sense, a microcosm of the entire imperial city.
From a straight corridor, he glimpsed the evil in every household in the palace.
At the end of the road, an 'old acquaintance' was waiting there with a knife.
He is Wang Paiyu. The general who was killed by the sparrow ghost.
Ning didn't look at him for a long time. His eyes passed over the armor covering his flesh and blood, looked at the light behind the corridor, and asked: "Zhao Xiang'er, you don't think you can defeat me with these means." Daoxin, right?"
No one should.
Wang Paiyu raised his sword high and struck him down on the head.
boom!
Ning Jiujiang raised his head, and all the mourning and sorrow lingering between his eyebrows were instantly swept away. He opened his eyes, and his pupils had turned into hot gold. The golden light penetrated Wang Pangyu's body, and the golden light penetrated. Like a sword, it easily cut through his armor and cut off pieces of flesh.
The Golden Crow opened its eyebrows, spread its wings and sang. All emotions or things with dark elements were swallowed up completely after the Golden Crow arrived!
With a calm expression on his face, Ning walked through this long corridor and hit the light.
He returned to the long street.
The flowing fire fell like rain.
The Golden Crow spread its wings and covered Ning Changjiu's head like an umbrella. The flowing fire fell on the Golden Crow, exploding like a candle, leaving no trace.
It is a creature born in the sun. What flame in this world can be more intense than the sun
However, Zhao Xiang'er hadn't shown up yet, but he summoned the Golden Crow first, and after all, he was slightly inferior to his trump card.
After the Golden Crow appeared, the hot air waves could no longer invade Jinning for a long time.
But Ning never let go of his vigilance for a long time, because he knew that only by breaking through this world could he defeat Zhao Xiang'er.
There is no perfect world in this world.
The ascetics can attain enlightenment, ascend and leave. As strong as the master, in order to suppress the realm of Duanjie City, he used the entire kingdom of God. Therefore, this world must have its gaps or loopholes, and he must find them before he can become the guest.
While Ning Jiujiu was still thinking, the war horse with a mane like fire left and returned.
The bricks on the ground were trampled by the horses' hooves, and the woman's figure in the golden chariot was like the rays of the sun.
Rushing together with the chariot was a huge rhinoceros as long as a sword. This rhinoceros was covered in heavy gold armor and ran wildly. On its back, a burly man rushed towards him while wielding a hammer. .
In the blink of an eye, the chariot and the rhinoceros appeared to be attacking in tandem.
Ning Jiujiu stabilized his mind. He stood on the spot and jumped up suddenly, passing by the chariot and rhinoceros. But when he jumped up, they also reined in their horses urgently, displayed their weapons and waited for Ning Jiujiu to fall again. Down.
Jinwu let out a long cry, and Ning Jiujiu directly grabbed Jinwu's slender legs and let Jinwu take him up into the sky.
But the pursuit didn't stop just because he flew into the sky.
The phoenixes and sparrows that had been bathed in the fireworks rushed over one after another when Ning Jiujiu soared into the sky. They no longer looked like divine birds, but more like vultures that had seen carrion!
Ning took a deep breath.
He looked at the birds flying out of the flames, and a flash of enlightenment suddenly flashed in his heart.
In the mind, after the big sister gave a chestnut, all the Taoism that merged into the sea of consciousness began to churn at this moment.
In the Taoist temple in his previous life, he originally practiced the Tianxin Sutra. The Shura Divine Record was just a name change for the Tianxin Sutra. Since they are all from the same sect and origin, then everything that the senior sister smelted for him will naturally be the same. It can be integrated into the incomplete Shura Divine Record.
With this thought, the Shura God's video that suddenly started up in his body was a huge turbine. It roared and hissed like a glutton with an open mouth, swallowing up all the feelings in the body to repair itself. nourishment.
The golden veins in his bones and flesh suddenly lit up, shining brightly.
"time… "
He pronounced this ancient word.
The power of time enveloped him, allowing him to maintain his Shura body and return to the position he was in five breaths ago.
On the long street, he appeared again.
The golden rhinoceros horn was like a sword in front of him, but he stretched out his hand, grabbed the horn, twisted his wrist, and broke it off.
The golden-armored rhinoceros let out a deafening roar of pain.
On his arms, the red muscles bulged out, and wisps of golden flames were like floating golden snakes, rotating around his body. He still looked like a teenager at this moment, with his black hair dancing like a snake, and his white clothes wreathed in golden flames. , those arms with clear muscle lines are so strong that they can break the back of an ancient god.
This is the true body of Shura. Although it is far from as complete and powerful as when he fought against Sin Lord, his enemy is also countless times weaker than Sin Lord.
The power of Shura's body set off a mountain roar and tsunami within the body.
After he pulled out the rhinoceros horn, he suddenly moved and hit the big horse with a punch. The tall horse's cervical vertebrae were instantly shattered, its neck was crooked, and its struggling six legs looked like they had been hit by a seven-inch snake. , suddenly softened, Ning Changjiu used Si as a sword with his other hand, pierced into the body of the giant horse, and stabbed directly through its heart!
Blood splattered, the chariot also collapsed, and the golden elephant inside fell to pieces.
At this moment, those fire phoenix birds were rushing towards him in a steady stream. At both ends of the street, there were many ancient ferocious beasts, either burning with fire or coated with golden flames, like rolling boulders, heading towards him. Pounce on yourself.
Ning Jiujiu was not afraid. Although his own realm was suppressed in this world, the realms of other creatures here were also similar to his.
At this moment, Shura Divine Record has truly burned, and he discovered that the power of Shura's body can actually break away from the shackles of the world!
Yes, in this rule, there are only five paths, and there is no Shura path.
Shura is the lost one among the six realms.
It is like a shadow hidden in the laws of the world, thriving in unknown corners.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a silver sword in his hand, otherwise he would have the confidence to kill all the creatures in this world.
He stood in the middle of the long street, his spiritual energy poured into the rhinoceros's horns, his horns hanging slightly, and the golden blood splashed from the heart of the war horse flowed down the horns, dripped from the edge, and fell to the ground with a hiss, burning up. .
He looked at the furious war warriors and suddenly understood that the world was split into two parts.
The thousands of courtyards that were the epitome of the previous corridor are the human world. The long street outside is the world of gods.
The diseases and sufferings in the human world, the rage and ravages in the divine world, together they create this ghostly world.
Ning Jiujiu used his Shura body to hold the sword with both hands and slashed towards this purgatory-like world, as if he wanted to cut out a real light from the red fireworks in the sky!
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(First update, there will be another chapter later.)
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