The Fish King stood on the ground and looked at the sky outside the window.
The clouds were like fire, and the rich dusk that should only appear in the western sky spread over.
That direction…
The Fish King narrowed his eyes and rushed out of the window.
Ning Xiaoling quickly followed.
She also looked towards the sky.
The firelight in the sky was a little turbid, looking like smeared, spoiled rouge.
The earth shook, rocks rolled down, the wooden hall shook, and the fish in Youyue Lake jumped.
Many disciples in other halls also ran out and looked at the strange phenomena in the sky in horror.
The fish king jumped up to the big tree with a whoosh.
It looked into the distance, its demonic eyes becoming more solemn.
Whenever something big happens, the sky will give birth to a vision, and this vision... It is well-informed and knows what kind of unknown terror this portends. It is very frightened, not knowing where this terror shrouded in dusk is pointing. .
Ning Xiaoling had a strong, ominous premonition in her heart.
Without any hesitation, she directly opened the bag of tips given to her by Zhu Ding.
At the same time, in the dusk, a streak of sky fire fell straight down. It was like a spear thrown by a god, and it locked onto Ning Xiaoling as soon as the fire ignited.
"Meow!" The Fish King also noticed something was wrong, and his hair exploded.
Curse! This is divine punishment!
The punishment from heaven was directed at Ning Xiaoling... What on earth had she done against God
The Fish King couldn't think about it. It had no state at the moment and couldn't help Ning Xiaoling.
The sword of heavenly punishment fell.
Above Ning Xiaoling's head, the fire encountered an obstacle and exploded in all directions.
The old man with snow-white hair stood in the sky. He stretched out his hand, and the ghostly spiritual power formed a deep defense. The flames of divine punishment shattered the defense.
The defensive realm is equally fragmented.
The sudden impact pushed the old man back to the ground. There was a loud crash, a deep pit appeared on the ground, and smoke and dust were everywhere.
Ning Xiaoling stood there, looking at the back of the old man's robe, shocked.
If Zhu Ding hadn't given her this tip, she would have been killed instantly given her own level...
"Thank you so much, uncle." Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while, then bowed and thanked him.
Even though Zhu Ding was a master at the peak of the Purple Court Realm, after resisting this blow, countless withered white hairs still broke and fell.
He turned his head, looking a little embarrassed.
"What's going on? What else are you hiding?" Zhu Ding said seriously.
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After this sudden heavenly punishment, the earthquake stopped early, but the vision in the sky did not disappear.
"Before he died, Feathered Serpent told me a secret about Tianzang and Mingjun, but if he tells the secrets of the gods, both the informer and the listener will suffer great disaster... Xiaoling, Xiaoling dare not say it. "Ning Xiaoling shook her head gently.
Zhu Ding asked: "What is the secret about?"
Ning Xiaoling thought for a while and said, "It can be regarded as a grudge between gods."
Zhu Ding nodded and said: "This matter should have nothing to do with us. It should be fine after this tribulation. If you are still hiding something, you must tell me to avoid making a big mistake."
Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously.
She recalled it for a while, and immediately remembered what King Yao said to her: "By the way, I also met King Yao!"
Zhu Ding is not surprised, because the King of Medicine guards a spiritual object, the King of Medicine's pestle.
Ning Xiaoling said: "The King of Medicine said something to me."
"What?"
This is not a question, but a surprise. Zhu Ding said: "The King of Medicine has spoken to you."
Ning Xiaoling was slightly startled and didn't understand why Zhu Ding had such a big reaction. She said, "Yes, King Yao said to me, 'The emperor is not in the palace, so be careful.'"
Zhu Ding said seriously: "Did you know... all the Ming generals are mute, they only speak to the Ming lord, or people with the characteristics of the Ming lord."
Ning Xiaoling was also surprised: "Then... who am I?"
Zhu Ding looked at the little girl and said, "Don't you even know the secrets you hide?"
Ning Xiaoling shook his head.
Zhu Ding did not ask further questions. He muttered to himself, "The emperor is not in the palace," and thought about its meaning, but could not find a clue.
"Emperor... Is there anyone in Gu Ling Sect who is the emperor?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
"Emperor? It sounds like a woman, but no woman in the Ancient Spirit Sect has ever called herself an emperor." Zhu Ding sighed: "Even if there is, it should be Chen Malangu's past... Let me think about it carefully."
Ning Xiaoling didn't dare to disturb him. She raised her head and looked at the sky worriedly.
Soon, news from the outside quickly reached the Ancient Spirit Sect.
The source of the vision was found. It was the eruption of a large volcano on the bottom of the Sea of Fate, which should have caused a tsunami and a red light reaching into the sky.
At this moment, many people on the land in the southwest of Middle-earth are looking to the sky.
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The sword passed thirteen levels.
After the thirteen levels is a famous mountain of swords.
The black cliffs on both sides are filled with white snow, hanging in clusters on the rock wall. The strange rocks slanting out from the side are like abrupt sharp knives and giant axes, piercing the surrounding snow one by one. Below, the dark blue stone wall In the meantime, the long river covered with snow meanders away into the distance, and finally merges into the endless Guangsha River.
If you are far away from the center of the dispute, will you still encounter disputes
This was Ning Changjiu's question at the time.
Finally, the question was fulfilled at this moment.
As they flew over a continuous mountain of swords with their swords, an orange-red light lit up in the sky.
Dusk comes early.
"Is this... a fire?" Qiu Yue covered her head with her hands, raised her head and looked at the sky, her eyes full of curiosity.
The first thing that flashed through Ning Jiujiu's mind was a certain kind of authority called "Twilight". This kind of authority was recorded in the forbidden book in the Invisible, and its power was unknown.
Lu Marry also looked at the sky.
The clouds floating in the sky seemed to be on fire, one after another.
They looked in the direction of the light.
"That's..." Lu Marian pointed her toes on the tip of the sword and looked into the distance.
"Luo Shulou!" He and Lu Jianjian made a judgment together.
Then, Ning Changjiu looked stern. He grabbed Lu Marion's hand and pulled her to his side. Lu Marion ran into his arms and asked in confusion: "What's wrong..."
When Qiu Yue saw this scene, she covered her eyes, squinted her fingers, and peeked at them.
Ning Jiujiu said in a deep voice: "There is someone."
Before he finished speaking, the dusk in the sky suddenly dimmed.
The unprecedented sword intent rushed at a speed several times faster than the sound.
In the silent dusk, the brighter fire took away all the colors in a gesture of swallowing up the sky.
The Immortal-Suppressing Sword is still far away from them.
But Lu Yueyou sensed the sword intention from a distance. She wanted to assimilate all the sword intention with the sword spirit, but she found that she couldn't do it at all. The sword that came from a hundred miles away was too fast. The sea cannot lock it down at all.
The fire of fear exploded into my heart.
In the pupils, fireworks came instantly.
The area hit by the Sword of Suppressing Immortals is enough to cover the entire mountain of swords. In this brief period of time, it is impossible to escape with the cultivation level of Ziting realm.
Dusk comes with death.
Lu Marry could not react. She only saw that the boy beside her let go of his hand at some point and stood in front of her.
Her mouth opened slightly, and her words were swallowed up in the sword light.
This is a devastating blow.
It was a blow that almost all those in the Purple Court Realm could not escape, and the only outcome left to them was the destruction of their souls.
The Immortal-Suppressing Sword hit the valley after flooding them.
The explosion spread rapidly.
Countless light spots instantly suspended in the air, and the fire, bright enough to blind people, pushed a huge amount of smoke and dust into the sky. From the center of the explosion, a bright pillar of fire rushed up, blooming into a grand flower, higher than Mushroom-shaped clouds covered all the surrounding mountains.
Ring-shaped air waves wrap around sparks and dust and spread outward at high speed. The invisible air waves are like the sharpest blade, cutting everything it touches, whether it is rocks, trees, bronze statues or even black-green mountain roads... everything is touched. After the air wave, it collapsed instantly, and they were all pushed outward by the air wave.
The huge mushroom-shaped cloud was still expanding, the explosion swallowed up the sky and the earth, and the surrounding sword mountains were all flattened.
The red firelight is far more dazzling than dusk,
Villages and towns far away from Daoshan felt the shaking of the earth.
They looked from a distance and saw only flames reaching into the sky and strong wind blowing in their faces.
This was an unexpected and precise strike.
Luoshu Tower and the other three divine towers are second only to the Sword Pavilion in terms of top strength. The reason why the Sword Pavilion is strong is because the Sword Master is too invincible. When it comes to background, the four divine towers are no less powerful.
They are the most powerful forces in the Kingdom of God. How can mortals escape their blows
Because the matter was so important, Mr. Chu made an exception and activated the Immortal Sword to avoid future troubles.
On the edge of the explosion, four sword-holders came from all directions.
They walked with the sword, and after several rounds of air waves ended, the sword stopped in the direction of the southeast, northwest and northwest of the ruins.
This sudden explosion is over.
The clouds dispersed, the smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the sky was covered by the vast sky.
The light traces of sparks are still flickering in the ruins, like the breath of an ancient dragon.
The four men holding swords and wearing divine robes looked calmly at the center of the ruins, as if they were mourning the dead.
In the center of the ruins, the originally precious and beautiful Sword of Immortal Suppression had lost its luster and turned into a piece of scrap metal buried in a deep pit.
There is no one in the middle.
The Taoist couple and the little girl must have died in the high temperature of the explosion...
The man holding the sword went to the center of the explosion to investigate.
Mr. Chu looked at Haihe Pan with his usual expression.
This blow was exactly as expected, without any surprises.
The Immortal-Suppressing Sword is still so terrifying... Alas, this peak creation of immortal power and human power makes people sigh every time they see it.
The mysterious woman was not killed before because she had too much authority.
Unless the pair of Taoists also possess the authority of that mysterious woman, there is absolutely no possibility of escape.
But how can something like authority be recreated
Mr. Chu sat quietly for a while.
When he was about to close the sea plate, his hand suddenly froze in mid-air.
The development of things once again exceeded his expectations...
A light spot suddenly appeared on the Haihe River!
The light spot was not far from the center of the explosion. It was very faint, yet so dazzling.
They... No, he is still alive!
"How... how is it possible?!" Mr. Chu's face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his words were intermittent.
The waiter next to him saw Mr. Chu with such an expression for the first time, and quickly asked: "What's wrong, sir?"
Mr. Chu suddenly stood up and said sternly: "Take the Ancient Ape Sword and drive to the Immortal Platform!"
The waiter knew that the matter was important and left without hesitation.
The moment the light spot representing Ning Changjiu reappeared in the Haihe River, Mr. Chu knew that those holding swords could not kill him.
He must take matters into his own hands and eliminate the troubles as soon as possible.
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Ning Chang's long black hair was still smoking. His long hair seemed to have had most of the moisture sucked out, and the dry ends were slightly curled.
His cold hair was burned off in an instant, and a large area of his white clothes turned black. A lot of black powder could be touched by gently rubbing it with your hands.
Fortunately, there was not much actual damage, but the burning sensation was still tearing and painful inside the body.
Ning Jiujiu covered his chest and used the invisible breath technique to hide his breath. He stayed away from the original route and headed towards a deep mountain and old forest that could be seen on the map.
He was almost certain that this interception came from Luo Shulou. Although he didn't know their purpose, the power of this sword made him feel scared. With his current physical condition, he didn't think he could escape the second time...
Of course, the Immortal-Suppressing Sword is so precious that it will not be used twice on a Purple Court Realm cultivator.
After a long period of escaping, the tall, continuous tree crown appeared in front.
Ning Jiujiu stopped again.
He looked in the direction of a boulder.
His pupils shrank in shock.
On the previously bare stone, a man standing with a sword suddenly appeared.
"Mr. Chu?" Ning Jiujiu recognized his identity.
He was one of the leaders of the previous Dragon Mother Banquet.
Mr. Chu looked at him expressionlessly. The great ape sword in his hand had no sheath and its edge was exposed.
"Are you from Luo Shulou?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Mr. Chu looked at this young man with disheveled hair and a faint breath of fire, and sighed.
Within half a stick of incense, he activated the Immortal Chasing Formation, took the Ancient Ape Sword with him, and chased him in an instant, thousands of miles away. It seemed easy, but the price was very high.
"Mr. Ning, we had a chance meeting at the Haiguo banquet before. Your Taoist couple even defeated the famous Liu He. How many people are fascinated by your immortal couple..." Mr. Chu's smile was full of sarcasm: " Although I don’t know how you escaped from the Immortal-Suppressing Sword, I think your means are only enough for one person to escape. Hehe, when disaster strikes, we all fly away. The so-called immortal couple is nothing more than that."
Ning stood on the dark green mountain road for a long time, alone, looking very lonely.
Black smoke rose up on his face, illuminating his pale face with desolation, and his clear eyes were so empty, as if they couldn't let in a drop of rain.
Mr. Chu felt his mood and finally felt better.
He laughed: "Why are you pretending to be regretful now? At the critical moment between life and death, you have already chosen to escape by yourself. This is the ghost in your heart... You should be satisfied if you can still see your true heart before death. .”
"What did you do?" Ning Jiujiu raised his head and gritted his teeth.
Mr. Chu said: "Asking knowingly... The ghost in your heart before was selfishness, but now you are cowardly."
Ning lowered his eyes for a long time, he looked very weak.
After surviving the catastrophe, he was alone and had no future blessings.
It would be better to have wings for a long time than to escape.
Mr. Chu stared at him. When Ning Changjiu felt the most depressed, Mr. Chu's figure disappeared on the strange rocks.
All the surrounding towering trees exploded.
The sword comes with a heavy weight of darkness.
When Ning Jiujiu raised his head, a huge ape occupied his sight.
That is the sword demon of the Ancient Ape Sword.
The ancient ape struck Ning Changjiu with his huge fist.
Boom!
The entire canyon began to tremble.
Mr. Chu set up heavy night restrictions to absorb Ning Jiujiu, and the realm of the sword within the restrictions expanded at the same time.
This realm only has four sides, and the top is occupied by the huge body of the giant ape.
Ning Changjiu's figure becomes increasingly lonely.
"Why do you want to kill me?" Ning Jiujiu avoided the splashing gravel, and at the same time, he jumped with his sword and slashed at Mr. Chu.
Mr. Chu's figure flashed like a ghost, and struck him in the air. The sword blades collided violently, and the fire flickered, illuminating Ning's eyes filled with hatred.
If possible, Mr. Chu would like to appreciate these pupils for a while longer to make up for the regret of the failure of the Sword of Suppressing Immortals.
Mr. Chu did not answer, but simply said: "My wife and daughter are dead, and you are alone. Instead of living in this world, why don't I give you a ride."
Ning Jiujiu was shocked by his sword and kept retreating. His back suddenly hit the knife-like rock. The sword field was like impermanence standing with knives, and it quickly closed in the middle.
Mr. Chu's figure was nowhere to be found, he almost teleported here.
The spreading darkness obscured the dusk in this valley.
There seemed to be countless bloodthirsty bats hanging in the dark night, and every one of them might be him.
Ning had no time to think about it for a long time and relied on his intuition to slash out a sword.
As soon as the bright arc light lit up, it was instantly swallowed up by darkness.
Mr. Chu's sword and the ancient ape sword demon's fist pressed against him.
This was not an evenly matched contest. After the close combat, Mr. Chu caught all Ning Jiujiu's sword moves to death. Mr. Chu's pursuit bit the most vulnerable point of his moves, and after he hit the gap, he came forward. The key is not to give the slightest chance to breathe.
The fist of the ancient ape was more like a giant hammer that opened a mountain, smashing his body-protecting spiritual power one by one. Ning Jiujiu was tired of resisting, and he used all his strength to parry, leaving no room for counterattack.
In just over thirty moves, Ning Changjiu's sword was broken, and his chest was hit hard by the ancient ape. There was a sound of cracking ribs. The ancient ape's fist made his figure smaller, and he looked like a figure. The thrown iron ball hit several boulders before stopping.
His back was dripping with blood.
"That's it?" Mr. Chu looked a little disappointed as he looked at the young man who was deeply stuck in the wall, vomiting blood, and was tired of dealing with the attacks from the sword field.
He originally thought that the leader of the chess game should have a deep layout and many adaptable and unexpected methods, but now it seems that this young man is not only hypocritical, but also can only be regarded as mediocre in his cultivation.
Maybe it took him too much effort to escape from the Immortal Suppressing Sword...
Originally, he had hoped to use this battle to deepen his understanding of heaven and earth and step into the five realms in one fell swoop... By then, he would be able to gain part of Yongye's authority, and then take over the sixth floor of Luoshu, becoming the fourth five-level master of Luoshu. A great monk in the Tao realm.
It seems hopeless now...
Then settle it as soon as possible.
The long roar of the ancient ape shook the valley.
Mr. Chu stood on the same spot. The man, the sword, and the ape were swallowed up by the night and became one at this moment.
He entered a mysterious state.
At the same time, the chilling intention spread, and the color of this dark night field became a little darker.
It was almost absolute darkness, with no light able to tear through it.
Mr. Chu's sword domain locked Ning Changjiu's location.
"The Dragon Mother betrayed you. She told me all the questions you had with your deceased wife. Alas, you should never ask questions about the gods in Luoshu Tower. This is the only bottom line and taboo." Mr. Chu planned to let him Die with some understanding.
Darkness enveloped his body, and the giant sword of the ancient ape lurked in the night, stabbing at Ning Changjiu's location.
This was his full blow.
Although he despises this young man in his heart, he will never trust him when he actually draws his sword. This is also an essential quality for every practitioner who can reach a high level.
The sword of death pierced his flesh and blood, and the eternal night would give him eternal sleep.
Ning Jiujiu raised his head and stared at him.
Mr. Chu felt a little strange... In this darkness, he shouldn't be able to see the other person's eyes...
But he saw it, really saw it.
It was a pair of golden pupils.
There was light that tore through the darkness!
Before the giant ape's fist fell, a golden, tall, broken-armored giant smashed its fist into the sky, shaking the ancient ape sword demon's giant fist.
This posture is like an ancient dragon rising into the sky.
Mr. Chu sensed a hint of danger, but he did not choose to retreat, because as long as the sword penetrated his heart completely, it would be over after death, and no matter how many methods he used, it would be useless.
Ning Changjiu grabbed the sword with his bare hands.
The ancient ape sword pushed forward with difficulty, only a tiny distance away from his heart.
But at this moment, there seemed to be an extra person in the darkness. With that person's sudden appearance, a cold sword intent lit up in the darkness.
This is obviously a sword, but it is more like a flowing cloud passing by unintentionally.
Death was approaching rapidly, but there was no sign of danger in his heart.
This contradictory feeling threw his mind and body into two different dimensions, creating a distance.
Mr. Chu quickly stuck to his original intention and forced himself to erase this sense of gap.
He wanted to draw his sword and run away, but Ning Jiujiu clamped the sword tightly.
He had no choice but to abandon his sword.
But it was too late.
The golden light lit up together with the white sword, tearing open the dark night realm where he was at the peak of the Purple Court Realm.
At the moment of death, Mr. Chu saw the creature he feared most in his life.
This kind of creature should only appear in mythology...
It was a three-legged golden crow.
Even the real Eternal Night is just its food. How can this black realm imprison it
The night dies.
The sword stabbed into his throat with precision.
He also dies.
The figure of a woman in white was reflected in his dilated pupils.
This is Lu Jiaoyou who should have died in his mind.
Lu Marry held the sword in one hand, and her sword moves were strange. Her dark and shiny hair danced in the wind like a wild crow.
She held the sword, turned her arm, and cut off Mr. Chu's head.
Blood gushed from his neck, and Mr. Chu fell to the ground in a daze. The golden crow pounced on him, biting his soul that was trying to escape, and burned it to death.
Ning Jiujiu fell into the rubble. Panting feebly, he pulled out the ancient ape sword that pierced his chest, and then used the power of time to speed up the recovery of the wound.
Lu Marian turned around, she leaned down and gently lifted Ning Changjiu out of the pile of rocks.
"Don't take such risks in the future." Lu Marian straightened his body, pressed his vest with both hands, and healed his injuries.
Qiu Yue sat on the ground. She looked at Mr. Chu's body in fear and said in horror: "Mother...Mother, who is he? Where were we just now? That place was empty, so scary..."
Ning gave her a long look.
The Golden Crow flew back into his body.
Previously, when the Sword of Suppressing Immortals fell, Ning Jiujiu stood in front of Lu Marion. He expanded the time domain and destroyed it to the extreme, forcibly slowing down the disaster. However, Lu Marion was also affected by the time domain. Within the range, movement becomes slower.
He unfolded the Golden Crow and brought Lu Jieyou into the broken Shimu Kingdom. Then, he quickly escaped from the center of the explosion through the time domain.
He originally didn't want to take Qiu Yue with him, but she held Lu Wenwen's hand tightly... Ning Jiujiu had no time to think about it, so he could only rescue her smoothly.
The previous arrival of Mr. Chu was unexpected by him, but fortunately he had made preparations.
He was in a very bad state. Even if he teamed up with Lu Marion, it would be difficult to kill a master who was at the peak of the Ziting realm. The most important thing was that the sword holder might come after him at any time. Unless they could kill Mr. Chu instantly, they would definitely die.
Fortunately, Ning Changyuan's Jinwu naturally suppressed his dark night, and Lu Jiaotong's Tianyu Sword has also become proficient.
Mr. Chu, a first-class master, died like this.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "How powerful is my husband's move of Golden Crow Hiding Beauty?"
His wounds have healed and the bleeding has basically stopped.
Lu Marry hugged him lovingly, and laughed when he heard what he said, and asked, "You are so proficient in this trick, have you used it many times?"
Ning Jiujiu pretended to raise his fingers.
Lu Marion raised her eyebrows slightly and pinched his arm. Ning Jiujiu pretended to be in severe pain and begged for mercy with a smile.
Qiu Yue sat aside and looked at them. She didn't know what she thought of, but a smile from the heart flashed across her lips.
Their peace did not last long.
The man holding the sword chased after him.
Lu Marry showed no fear.
Although these sword-holders are also Ziting, their realm is not high and they are by no means her enemies.
The first person holding the sword immediately saw the corpse on the ground and was horrified: "Mr. Chu? You... you actually killed Mr. Chu!"
The man holding the sword who arrived later was also shocked and speechless.
They all know how powerful Mr. Chu is. He is outstanding in swordsmanship and Taoism. He is proficient in all sixty-four swords. With the blessing of the ancient ape giant sword, he has never been able to compete with the other great monks at the peak of the Purple Court of the Divine Sect. No defeat.
But such a person's body was separated and fell to the ground.
"You want to see him?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
The man holding the sword looked at the pair of Taoists, their heartstrings trembled, as if they were stepping on an iron rope, leading to an abyss of fire.
Ning looked at Lu Marry for a long time and said softly: "Don't draw your sword yet, I'll show you something fun."
Lu Marry was puzzled. At this time, with injuries like this, what else could be fun
Ning Jiujiu took out the Underworld Scroll obtained from the Fish King and put it into his mouth.
The scrolls of the underworld are connected with thoughts.
The void cracked, and the lucid Mr. Chu walked out of it.
Lu Marry was also surprised.
She remembered the moves used by the Fish King and understood that this scroll could control all the dead creatures she had ever seen.
Of course, these lucid beings have little fighting power.
Ning Jiujiu did this just to intimidate those holding swords and make their sword hearts even more broken.
Thoughts unfold.
Countless spiritual beings walked out of the cracked void like floating whirlpools.
Laohu, Madam Bai, Ning Qinshui, Jiuying, Hanchi Zhenren...
Those ascetics who had given them a huge sense of oppression and whose realms were extremely advanced actually turned into his army in life and death.
Under dusk, the undead were filled with darkness.
Ning Jiujiu stood up from it, like a living ghost controlling the dead.
It's a pity that the realm of these spiritual bodies is not low yet.
Lu Marian had seen Ning Changjiu's performance, and she was not going to delay it. Now there were two sword holders, and it would still be a bit troublesome if all the others arrived.
But when she was about to draw her sword, her eyes stopped on a certain spirit body.
Deep astonishment flashed across Lu Marion's eyes.
Ning Jiujiu also noticed something was wrong and looked at a certain spirit body.
The spirit is a woman.
Her long dress is luxurious and elegant. On her head is a crown made of colorful corals and antlers. Her long hair hangs down to the ground. Her appearance is stunningly beautiful. Even though she has turned into a spirit body, she still has a noble and charming look. style.
The Dragon Mother!
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As dusk gradually passed, Ning Xiaoling felt more and more uneasy.
The lazy cat who usually only knew how to eat and sleep seemed to be more restless than her.
It was jumping up and down in the forest, as if it was looking for something.
Ning Xiaoling calmed down and opened her book, drawing and thinking about something.
Sword of Disaster…
The swordsmanship of the Yujian Tianzong and the spiritual skills of the Ancient Spirit Sect can be uniquely integrated with each other.
Why is this
Well, the founder of Yujian Tianzong and the ancestor of Gulingzong should be good friends. This is the swordsmanship they jointly created...
That’s not right!
Ning Xiaoling suddenly thought that the Yujian Tian Sect had only been established for more than 300 years, but the Gu Ling Sect had been established for nearly 500 years. The founders of these two sects were not necessarily from the same era, so how could they be good friends?
And this kind of swordsmanship...
Ning Xiaoling stretched out her left and right hands, with her right hand simulating swordsmanship and her left hand simulating spiritual skills.
The cute jumping fish king also stopped.
It stared at Ning Xiaoling's hand, as if it was also lost in some kind of thinking.
The sword technique of this right hand... Why does it feel familiar? Could it be...
"Ah!" Ning Xiaoling tightened her grip on the pen. She suddenly thought of something.
In the past, she always felt that Yujian Tianzong's swordsmanship was a bit strange, but she couldn't explain why it was strange, but now she finally figured it out.
The swordsmanship of Yujian Tianzong includes the four swords of Shaxue, Bailing, Jinghua, and Qiuzhuang, the three swords of Yunya Stone Carving, Xianluo Guizi, and the Qinghan Sword of Knocking on the Moon to Ask the Immortal, as well as the white rainbow piercing the sun and the river entering the river. , the magnificent sword of determination that turns the basin upside down.
Even just looking at the names of the sword moves, it is not difficult to see that although the sword techniques of the Yujian Tianzong are integrated, the styles of hardness and softness are indeed very different.
She also discovered the same problem with the spiritual arts of the Ancient Spirit Sect.
This sword move should not have been designed by one person! It may have been designed by a man and a woman!
The Disaster Control Sword was also created by them. Later, for unknown reasons, they separated the sword moves. One went to Nanzhou and the other went to Middle Earth...
That man among them should be the founder of Yujian Tianzong.
After all, when Huanpu Mountain collapsed, she helped clean up the ruins and saw the portraits of the ancestors of the past generations in the collapsed sect master's hall.
In this case, then that woman...
But Uncle Zhu Ding clearly said that the founder of the Ancient Spirit Sect was also a man.
What's going on
Ning Xiaoling fell into another deadlock.
"Meow!" The Fish King called out from outside, interrupting her thoughts.
Ning Xiaoling was a little angry and said, "If you call me Chun again, I won't give you anything to eat!"
The Fish King was also very aggrieved, thinking to himself, how can I be called spring when I'm like this
It just started to doubt Ning Xiaoling's identity.
This person...named Ning...this swordsmanship...
Could it be...
The Fish King thought to himself, could it be that he had just emerged from the tiger's den and was like a wolf, and he still accepted the thief as the master
Sharp claws poked out from its pads.
It looked at the girl who might be related to its enemy with hostility, hesitating whether to launch an attack.
Ning Xiaoling felt its hostility and said helplessly: "I just said a few words to you..."
As she spoke, she picked out a few dried fish and threw them out.
The fish king looked at the dried fish baked on the grass and was silent for a long time. Finally, he put away his claws, picked up the dried fish and ate it in humiliation. While eating, it was thinking that it had no realm at the moment and could not sacrifice for no reason. After forbearing, it must take revenge...
Ning Xiaoling, who was thinking about important matters, suddenly stood up, took out the bag of tips and opened it.
Zhu Ding sensed it and thought that heaven's punishment was coming again, so he rushed over in a hurry.
But Ning Xiaoling was sitting on her seat safe and sound, and the white cat was eating fish outside. Everything looked peaceful.
Zhu Ding sighed and said, "Little ancestor, why did you call me here again?"
Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "Is the Patriarch really a man?"
Zhu Ding was a little confused about her question and said, "Of course, there is also a portrait of the ancestor in Jiuyou Hall. Do you want to take you to see it?"
"Okay." Ning Xiaoling nodded.
Zhu Ding didn't expect her to agree so readily. He waved his sleeves and said, "I just said casually, you are far from qualified now, and I can't take you to the Zushi Pavilion."
Ning Xiaoling said anxiously: "You can take me in secretly, and I will follow you, pretending to be a maid holding a sword or something."
Zhu Ding smiled and said: "That won't work. A few old guys from Jiuyou Palace saw it and said that I am old and disrespectful."
Ning Xiaoling said distressedly: "But I really have a big problem."
Zhu Ding said: "What big thing? Is it related to that emperor?"
Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Zhu Ding said: "What does this have to do with the Patriarch?"
Ning Xiaoling lowered her head. Her mind was racing because of anxiety.
Patriarch... Yujian Tianzong... Ancient Spirit Sect... Emperor... Mu Lingtong...
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Ning Xiaoling's mind, and a terrifying and somewhat incredible idea emerged.
"Does the Patriarch have a red dot between his eyebrows? Then... then his eyes are like this, his expression is like this, his hand movements... that's right! Is there a small piece of his eyebrow bone missing!" Ning Xiaoling asked quickly road.
The more Zhu Ding listened, the more frightened he became: "Is this what you saw in Linggu?"
"Is the Patriarch really like this?" Ning Xiaoling felt her heart beat faster.
Zhu Ding said: "It is indeed very similar to what you described."
"I didn't see it in Linggu, I... what I saw in our sect was the Yujian Tianzong! That is also the ancestor of our Yujian Tianzong!" Ning Xiaoling blurted out.
"What?" Zhu Ding didn't understand.
"I know!" The context in Ning Xiaoling's heart suddenly became clear: "The founder of our Yujian Tianzong is the founder of the Ancient Spirit Sect. He and Mu Lingtong worked together to create a sword technique. A hundred years later, the ancestor went to He went to Nanzhou and re-established a sect, while Mu Lingtong stayed in the sect... They should be Taoists."
Zhu Ding frowned.
He was also surprised, but he didn't understand the meaning behind it.
Even if what she said was true, it was just old Huang Li's gossip.
Ning Xiaoling couldn't figure it out for the time being. She always felt that there was something dangerous hidden behind this...
what is it then
She suddenly raised her head and said: "Is Mu Lingtong still alive? Could he be the emperor that King Medicine said?"
Zhu Ding thought for a while and then said, "Even if it is, so what?"
Yeah, so what...
Ning Xiaoling fell into thinking again.
The fish king next to him figured it out.
It meowed like a warning.
Ning Xiaoling seemed to understand the fish king's cry, and she said: "My uncle told me earlier that only the ancestor can open the ruins of the underworld of the Ancient Spirit Sect. Now it seems... maybe not only the ancestor, but also the Mu Ling Tong As his former Taoist companion, he may have mastered the method! The emperor is not in the palace... The emperor is not in the palace... "
She caught a glimmer of something she'd thought she'd missed.
The king of medicine calls him the emperor.
It's not that she is called the emperor in the Ancient Spirit Sect, but she is called the emperor among those ghost generals!
This is a completely different meaning.
Zhu Ding had told her that according to ancestral records, Mu Lingtong had gone deep into the underworld and was missing, with no remains of his body.
Everyone thought she was dead.
But on the contrary, not only did she not die, but she gained something in the underworld and became what these underworld generals called... the emperor!
Ning Xiaoling had never felt that she was so smart!
It's just... The emperor is not in the palace, so where has she gone
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At this moment, on the Sea of Destiny, the high waves were like huge sea beasts breaking through the water. They expanded their bodies, showed their sharp claws, rolled up white waves, and rushed towards the shore.
The Master of the Seventh Floor, dressed in a divine robe, looked at the gradually dimming dusk, casually stretched out his hand, and suppressed the majestic tsunami.
"Are these the only means..." The seventh floor owner said coldly.
He is here to rob someone today.
No matter how large the Sea Kingdom is now, if all relations are cut off, it will be nothing more than an isolated island.
He wants to kidnap the Dragon Mother from the Sea Kingdom.
This is a very important part of Tianzang's birth.
In the entire Middle Earth, there could never be another body that was so perfect and pure and could accommodate a god.
The masters from Luoshu Tower all came out to blockade Haiguo.
The Dragon Mother, who was imprisoned in Caijuan Immortal Palace, had no way to escape.
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In the Caijuan Immortal Palace, the Dragon Mother stood up with her pearlescent skirt swaying. She stepped down from the throne made of sea water, stepped across the Immortal Palace with the Milky Way as the ground, and walked slowly outside.
She is smiling.
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(10,000-word update! Today is the only chapter, the rest of the plot needs to be sorted out~)