The horned deer treads the snow, and the white crane hangs in the wind.
The midwinter frost overflows from the caves of Xuanming Mountain, falling like goose feathers and spreading like a net of snow. On the suspension bridge connecting the mountain gate cave to the other peaks, snowflakes swirl like sword blades, like birds hovering among thousands of feet.
The old man's robe on the horned deer is like snow, with a bunch of plum blossoms embroidered on the right lapel.
The old man's robe on the white crane is dark green, with a reed flower embroidered on the skirt.
They stepped out of the snow, deer stepped on the snow, and cranes traveled in the wind and snow. The sky and the earth turned white, everything was silent, and all sounds seemed to be absorbed completely.
They raised their heads at the same time, their dazzling pupils looking at the pair of Taoists who dared to destroy the Immortal Killing Tower, with murderous intent rising from the sky.
"Who are you? How dare you break into my sect and destroy my ancient building?" The old man remained silent, but the horned deer under him spoke first, his voice old and mellow.
Ning Jiujiu responded: "I just want to borrow the way."
The horned deer said coldly: "Borrowing the way? Destroy the formation and join the sect, break through the peaks and buildings, what a way to borrow the way!"
Ning Jiujiu walked out of the Immortal Killing Tower. He was holding the precious mountain and sea plate in his hand. The mountains and seas in the plate were all broken into pieces, turning into sand and flying into the air.
The voice of the horned deer carries the pressure of the five realms, but Ning Changjiu's mood has not wavered at all. His energy and spirit have reached its peak at this moment, and he has the momentum to stop him from dying on the road from Luoshu Tower to Gu Lingzong.
Ning Changjiu did not want to waste too much time. He suppressed his anger and said calmly: "Luoshu Tower has been destroyed and Luo Cangsu is dead. There is no point in holding on here any longer. The two immortals should go back home."
The horned deer and the white crane looked at each other.
Of course they won't believe this.
Luo Cangsu has reached the peak of the fifth path. Who else in the world can kill him except the Sword Master? What's more, these words came from the mouth of a young man who had not yet entered the five realms.
"Nonsense." The White Crane Immortal said leisurely. It carried the old man and flew up into the sky. The feathers and the snow merged in the same color. I don't know who is the feather and who is the snow.
"Who can kill Building Master Luo? Not to mention Building Master Luo, the seven and eight building masters in the building are also true kings who are no less inferior to us. Who can kill Jiange if he has nothing to do?" Jiao Lu agreed: "I think you are the same. A thief who steals divine fortune, otherwise why would he panic and flee here?"
Ning Jiujiu no longer wanted to talk nonsense with them, because the beautiful figure in the silver-haired black robe had passed by the corner of the eye, floating on the snow, standing on an old peak.
The mountain gate restrictions were nothing to her.
Siming's snowy neck was covered with a red and white fox.
That was not a fox fur, but a real fox with its eyes closed. This fox seems to have been dead for many years, but its skin is still well preserved. The soft hair is very long and gently covers the slender neck, which is especially warm in the cold winter.
When she appeared in the wind and snow, True Lord Lujiao and True Lord White Crane simultaneously laid their eyes on her, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Who is this coming?" Lord Lujiao asked.
Siming said calmly: "The person who borrowed the Tao."
Lord Lujiao and Lord Baihe looked at each other and moved out of the way.
Siming reached out to Feng Xue in front of him and took out a sword.
Lord Lujiao sensed the murderous intention and said angrily: "Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"
Siming glanced at Lu Marion and said, "You go first, I will kill them."
Lu Marian said: "There is no need to delay here. Besides, they are all Five Paths. Sister, you will inevitably be in danger when you fight against the enemy alone."
Siming smiled and said, "Marrying is a bad example. You bully me on weekdays, but now my sister calls me so good?"
Lu Marion remained silent, not giving her a chance to continue laughing.
Siming said: "Blocking the roads and sealing the mountains, aiding the evil deeds. I heard that the ship you built was also shipwrecked. I think the culprit is the Huanhuan Sect."
Lu Marry nodded lightly.
"Sister, I will avenge you." Siming said with a smile.
True Lord Lujiao and True Lord White Crane became increasingly uneasy: "Who are you?"
Si Ming waved his finger, and the black sword hanging by his side flew towards Ning Jiujiu, who took the hilt. Siming directly grasped the sword made of wind and snow, as if using a black sword to kill someone was killing a chicken with a weak knife.
True Lord Bai He stared at her and said coldly: "Arrogant... This is the mountain gate of Dianhuan Sect. It is not easy for us to understand that you are in the five realms. You are too lazy to do the things that penetrate the mountains and rivers. You must not know what is good and what is evil."
Siming smiled and said nothing.
When she was a priest of the Kingdom of God, she was already dissatisfied with these domineering practitioners. It's just that humans are too smart and will always find a suitable reason before doing something, or they have already found a scapegoat to frame the fault. , so even though he knew they were guilty, the priest couldn't take action.
But now that there is no time limit, she has enough time to use her sword arbitrarily. If Ning Xiaoling is not involved, she can kill the entire southwestern part of Middle-earth by herself in this post-fall settlement regarding Luo Shulou's conspiracy.
Siming said: "That crane is at a higher level. I'll kill it. You two work together to kill that horned deer. It shouldn't be a problem for two Ziting level people to kill a mere five-path first level person, right?"
Killing five true immortals in the Purple Court Realm
These words sounded like a joke to the ears of Jiaolu and Baihe.
Ning Chang walked out of the Immortal Killing Tower holding the black sword, but nodded seriously.
At first, he and Lu Jiaojiao failed to defeat the Fish King in the first realm of the Five Paths, but now their cultivation realm has improved a lot. After Lu Jiaojiao left Luoshu, he even entered the ninth floor of Ziting. .
They also wanted to try whether, with their current state, they could kill the true immortal when they joined forces.
Siming held the sword and stepped on the snow with his bare feet. His toes touched the snowflakes in the air, and his steps were as light as dancing in the sky.
Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiaojiu also went hand in hand and rushed into the mountains with their swords.
The True Monarch of the Horned Deer sneered as it stepped on the ground. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and all the snow collapsed. At the same time, the vast snow and fog were cleared, and the wind and snow in the sky condensed into a giant sword, pointing at the intruder who was beyond his control.
After Ning Jiujiu and Lu Jiaojian broke through the Immortal Tower and crossed the suspension bridge, the realm of Jiaolu's True Lord silently spread out and enveloped them.
The authority of True Lord Jiaolu is "destruction". People who fall into this realm will naturally have flaws in all their moves. Such flaws are inevitable, because there is absolutely no perfect thing in the world, and True Lord Jiaolu can Seize this kind of flaw, break it, and then use continuous moves to seize the fatal flaw point with each move, close it inch by inch, and kill it.
This is a battle within the same realm.
At this moment, he relied on the Five Ways, and he considered himself to be a crusher for this pair of Taoists who did not know whether to live or die.
He was more worried about the safety of True Lord Bai He.
When she was talking to the female Sword Immortal before, she called herself a priest... He knew that she could never be a priest, but he dared to be so arrogant, so he probably had someone to rely on.
In the Dianhuan Sect, all the disciples and low-level people were dismissed by the elders and stayed away from the center of the battle.
The swords and swords met each other, and the sound shook the sky.
The wind and snow were shattered in an instant, and the strong wind in the sky was like a tornado, and the fine snowflakes were torn into a vast amount of dust.
After the great sword Cang Mang pressed down, Jiaolu Zhenjun realized that he still underestimated this young man.
The wind and snow cannot hide their figures.
Behind the boy in white, the golden Dharma Body is like Vajra Bodhisattva or Shura Yaksha, carrying compassion and murder at the same time. The flesh and blood of the Dharma Body is made of countless golden threads. On its body, the muscles are bulging like plump lines. Burning with red fire. Under this majestic Dharmakaya, the young man with an indifferent expression appears thin. He is wearing white clothes and a black sword, and the golden light falling between his sleeves is like the afterglow of the sunset. His fairy mind comes out of the dust, forming a contradictory beauty with this Dharmakaya.
The vast sword hit the Shura Dharma Body, and was torn to pieces by the Shura Dharma Body.
Shura's moves are full of flaws, but it is like a ferocious beast, just like an ordinary person encountering a striking white-fronted tiger in the forest. It is the king of the roaring mountain forest, and there is no need to consider the order or correctness of its moves. no.
Jiaolu Zhenjun originally wanted to use his virtual sword to cut the Shura in two, but the speed of the woman in Xueshang was faster than the young man. Her sword was light and mysterious, leaving no trace, like snow swaying in the wind. , but the killing intent that hit him was like a needle pricking a knife, making his heart throb.
This is no ordinary Ziting realm!
Jiao Lu Zhenjun calmed down, and the power of destruction was activated. Many flaws were reflected in his pupils. He stretched his hand into the void, and pulled out a white feather sword from the void. It swung down in the air, and the scattered feathers were like thousands of cranes flying in the sky. , those cranes followed the flaws in the moves and penetrated them, trying to tear them apart.
In the sky, True Lord White Crane and Siming were facing each other, holding snow as swords with a cool and unrestrained attitude. His authority is related to ice. This mysterious ice is a kind of seal. For those who are trapped in the seal, everything visible will slow down.
This is close to the authority to control time.
True Lord White Crane and Siming were dancing their swords in the air. He had planned the exact landing point for each sword that flew out. Those landing points happened to be connected to form a formation. In the formation, ice condensed and frost made time slow.
He wants to lock Si Ming's time.
As expected, Siming's movements became slower and slower.
True Lord White Crane smiled calmly. He had a very high level of authority and rarely suffered losses from his enemies in the same realm. Although this woman was mysterious, she might also directly lose her life because of her lack of understanding of her authority.
This is also the reason why practitioners in the Five Realms conceal their authority from each other.
Because there is also mutual restraint between authorities, concealment is a deterrent.
In the seal of Xuan Bing, the smile in Si Ming Bing's eyes is colder than the wind and snow. Now above and below the earth, she is the real master of time. No matter how fancy this Xuan Han seal is, how can it be worth the real time? True Monarch Bai He's seemingly free and unrestrained posture, in her eyes, was just as ugly as a classmate.
Si Ming stopped pretending.
The long river of time flows faster.
She held the sword covered in heavy snow as if she were holding the entire sky.
Si Ming's sword was swung into an arc. What she swung was not the sword, but the sky and snow, the mountains and the sea.
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The blade swung down, and the bright arc was shattered by darkness as soon as it lit up.
The Fish King stood in front of the body of the Dragon Mother, watching Ning Xiaoling fighting in the siege of the feathered snakes. She was already surrounded by the Nether Coated Serpents, and the surrounding area was filled with darkness. Those feathered snakes might be as huge as pythons, winding up, Or as small as a snake, twisting and spitting out messages. There is no real door to this Hades Palace, and the suspended stone cracks cannot be blocked, so these feathered snakes can only be allowed to wander in.
Mu Lingtong was reborn in the body of a white-scaled snake. She had not yet fully adapted to this body. She only used the "emperor" authority collected from Lord Hades to drive these feathered snakes to attack.
Ning Xiaoling's Taoist skirt is like snow. Standing among these white-scaled feathered snakes, she seems to be a delicate girl transformed from the practice of feathered snakes. If this is the case, I wonder if she betrayed the Quetzalcoatl, or the entire Quetzalcoatl clan betrayed her.
The lines of Ning Xiaoling's blade seemed to be outlined with red fireworks.
She held the pitch-black handle of the knife with both hands and stared at the wooden spirit pupil hanging in the center with a focused expression.
Mu Lingtong was shocked and said: "Why do you know how to control the disaster sword? Even if you come from the Yujian Tianzong, even if you have practiced spiritual arts... How can you possibly decipher it with your realm?"
Ning Xiaoling would not be distracted when answering.
The Fish King meowed.
Mu Lingtong can understand other people's thoughts. She has long felt that this cat is not simple, and she has never thought that it is so different.
"Is it you? It was you who cracked the Disaster Control Sword?" Mu Lingtong looked at the white cat and said in shock.
you? Who
Ning Xiaoling, who was looking attentively, was also distracted. Only then did she remember that there was a cat behind her.
She didn't look at the white cat behind her, but belatedly remembered the crooked handwriting on her note. That's it!
That's actually... Listening? !
how come
The unknown expert she had been looking for to help her turned out to be her own cat... Ning Xiaoling was a little weird, and immediately remembered that a few days ago, she saw half a cat's paw print on the note, and took the note to go He questioned and warned the Fish King not to mess with his things. At that time, the Fish King looked at him with six parts contempt, three parts disdain and one part impatience.
Ning Xiaoling couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when she thought about this.
The Fish King raised his head proudly.
Mu Lingtong said angrily: "Why are you helping this stupid girl? If you stay with me, I can make you a truly worthy God of Di Ting! Back then, Di Ting was the number one divine beast under Lord Ming, just like in the Kingdom of God. Priest and Heavenly Lord, don’t you want to seize this opportunity?”
The Fish King thought to himself that he had lived for thousands of years and was older than this girl like you. How could he believe the pie you drew
"Thousands of years?" Mu Lingtong was also shocked: "In this case, we should cherish our lives more. You have an extraordinary body. If the Ancient Spirit Sect is destroyed, the disaster will not reach you. Why should you bother yourself?"
The Fish King thought that it was really shameful to be so arrogant at such an old age, so he said in his heart, Youyue Lake is rich in fishery products, I will not allow you to destroy it.
"..." Mu Lingtong was silent for a moment and said coldly: "No matter how powerful you were in the past, you are just a castrated useless cat now. When I kill her, I will send you to see Di Ting!"
The Fish King thought for a while and hid behind Hades' throne.
Ning Xiaoling held the divine tea in her hand and felt a little irritable listening to Mu Lingtong's words.
From the gap in the main hall, the feathered snake surged in like a sea tide.
Ning Xiaoling twisted the knife. She stood in front of the throne and spoke for the first time. Her words were firm: "I will win."
Mu Lingtong frowned and said, "Why?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "The snakes with white scales are all betrayers of Lord Ming. This is the Palace of Hades. I want to kill the traitors on Lord Ming's behalf. Of course Lord Ming will lean towards me."
She wanted to take over the scepter of Hades.
Many years ago, on the night when her senior brother left, Ning Xiaoling stared at Han Xiaosu and this idea came to her mind. *
This idea was so unbelievable at the time that she suppressed it.
At this moment, the throne of Netherworld was behind him.
The surface of Blood Blade Shentu is like a mirror, and the shadows of the feathered serpent in the mirror are all white bones.
Mu Lingtong's injuries were also difficult to suppress. She led thousands of feathered snakes to rush forward, intending to bite Ning Xiaoling into beautiful bones.
In the main hall, Shen Tu waved out one bloody circle after another. The edges of those circles were red lines of fire. They were all centered on Ning Xiaoling. When he waved the sword, they spread out, as if they were carved out by darkness. The sun has the beauty of loneliness.
The couatl jumped towards her, but she rushed in instead.
This is an endless bloody battle. The enemy is a tsunami of dense snakes, and the girl in a thin dress only wields a thin and thin blade. She is already in the netherworld, and she should regard death as home, so there is no fear in her pupils. Instead, there was a murderous intention that did not match her expression.
The shadows of the remnant souls of the feathered snakes were like white paper that could be torn apart at will under the blood blade of Shen Tu. Their hard and rough scales were easily cut open, revealing the shadows of the marrow cavities and blood vessels. Then Their souls were swallowed up by Shen Tu, and instead became the nutrients for this bloody blade.
After instantly killing dozens of feathered snake souls, Ning Xiaoling merged with Shen Tu. She once again returned to the White Snake Temple where she fought with Qu Wu. The feathered snake that rushed toward her was like a roaring imp. Her The tip of the knife pulls himself and his opponent, pulling them in front of him. The red light of the blade is brighter than real fireworks. It blooms like a red sun, spraying heat waves.
Under the red sun that looks like a wheel, everything is like a mantis blocking the car.
Ordinary carriages are unstoppable, let alone the chariot that the God of Death rides in when walking around the world
On the blade, everything it touched was shattered.
Ning Xiaoling kept waving the knife, tirelessly, day and night, and the besieging feathered snakes could not get close to her body.
The blood-red sword light was like a painting in the sky, and the remnant soul of the feathered serpent kept clinging to the blade, and then was shattered by the red light, turning into embers like ashes. And she was dripping with sweat under her white dress. The spiritual power of the Purple Garden Realm was extremely vast, but it could not be absorbed as much as it was released. When it finally dried up, she would most likely not be killed by the Feathered Serpent, but by the Feathered Serpent. The spirit was directly occupied and devoured by Shen Tu.
But Ning Xiaoling had no choice but to swing the sword. She swung the sword from the starting position to the last one, and then cycled this move repeatedly. Practice makes perfect. After the feathered snake got used to it, she would move the sword " Perform it backwards and forwards like a stream.
In the past, it was the senior brother who waved his sword in front of him like this.
At this moment, she wished that her senior brother could see her and praise her for how grown up she really was.
In the continuous fighting, Ning Xiaoling retreated step by step.
The sound of killing shook the Hades Palace, and even the Fish King, who was used to seeing blood, turned around silently.
It jumped on the Dragon Mother's knees, biting her shoulder, and absorbed the remaining power from the corpse.
Then it jumped off the throne and came under the divine pillar.
It looked at the words on the sacred pillar.
The words on the divine pillar are exactly the same as the Netherworld Immortal Scroll it swallowed.
It opened its mouth, and finally improved a bit, but the words were still a bit jerky, so it started to recite.
The words on the stone pillar are like a long poem.
"I cherish the hazy stars and turn them into stars that penetrate the universe. The earth under the sky is like a spiritual sea, containing endless spiritual treasures. They will become the vitality of the mother star. From now on, the darkness will no longer be lonely."
"At that time, the god in the sky had arrived. It was shaped like a blue dragon, its pupils stared at the earth, and the strong winds between heaven and earth were its long roar."
"I saw the snakes flying on land and the wings of flying birds, and used them as the body of the gods. The spirits on this star like to look up at the sky. They named the stars and called the mother star 'Pluto'."
"So I took death as my authority. This is the destination beyond the five elements."
"When humans first saw the sea and stars, they always regarded Pluto as a great existence. Later, larger stars were named after the origin, and Pluto was expelled from the list of star masters."
"The gods from the stars are also coming one after another."
"What does this have to do with me?"
"This is not my hometown, and I will eventually leave."
As the Fish King recited, the image of Hades coming to this star appeared in his mind, with a snake as his body and wings as feathers. At that time, he might have transformed into a human form, walking through this land like a poet. On land, the sentences are as long and distant as the wind.
But the handwriting behind the Lord of God has lost the softness of the poet and is messy, like a diary.
"Who is it..."
"Zhulong is dead... The king of the dragon clan, the supreme lord of the sky, died first..."
"Am I going to die? Or am I death itself?"
"I can't go back... I can't go back..."
"The sky has been covered, I will die, and so will the ascended ones..."
"I had a glimpse of the end of the world."
"Where is the fire? Which god has taken the fire? I don't know, and neither does Tianzang, but this is the last hope... It's ridiculous. Back then, the Star Gods joined forces to kill for us, but now they place vain hopes on it."
"Xuanze is dead, Taotie is dead, Sui Zhen is dead, they did not come here, I am no longer their destination... Quanfu, it actually killed the strongest human being... Sin Lord... Such despicable old gods actually Want to usurp the supreme divine throne?"
"Whose hands did the fire fall into?"
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"Who can live forever... There is no one who is immortal in this world."
These were the last words. He found his former poetry, but the handwriting was extremely illegible.
The Fish King has deciphered the Netherworld Immortal Scroll in thousands of years. It can be said that he is the only person in the world who understands the handwriting of the Netherworld King.
Its gaze swept across the divine pillar from top to bottom, and its voice became more and more horrified.
The handwriting of these words is very different from the records on the Netherworld Immortal Scroll.
It is certain that Ming Jun was half crazy when he wrote these words.
Even now that the feathered serpent is overwhelming the palace and life and death are at stake, the Fish King still can't help but think about the meaning of the words on the divine pillar.
Who is covering the sky
What kind of fire did Lord Ming still miss before he died
When the Fish King was sitting under the divine pillar and meditating, outside the throne, the blood glow was already rising, and the broken soul of the feathered snake was flying everywhere, and the fragments adhered to the floating stone pillars of the temple, like dense black nails.
Ning Xiaoling's pupils became increasingly hollow.
Before the Quetzalcoatl can defeat her, Shen Tu wants to occupy her first.
She forcibly gathered her vision in the darkness, gripped the blade and stabbed forward.
This is not the Sword of Disaster.
This is the second half of the Tianyu Sword Scripture, and it is a sword that she could not use in the past.
This is an assassination sword used in a duel, and when used at this moment, it is full of flaws.
The Fish King - was shocked and roared loudly.
It had no time to wait for the authority to be digested, and immediately rushed towards the darkness.
Ning Xiaoling stabbed a feathered snake.
That was the wooden spirit pupil hidden among the snakes.
Mu Lingtong couldn't believe that she stabbed herself. When the sword came, she clearly didn't feel any killing intent.
Mu Lingtong let out a shrill scream.
The craze set off by the Feathered Serpent also overwhelmed Ning Xiaoling.
A black wind suddenly rose in the hall, and Ning Xiaoling lost the last of her strength. She was pushed by the strong wind and fell into the dark abyss behind the throne.
That is the underworld, a purgatory of narrow escapes.
It was there that Mu Lingtong was lucky enough to be reborn.
Ming Jun's poems were still whispering in his ears.
Who can live forever? There is no immortal person in this world.
"Senior brother..."
Ning Xiaoling called softly.
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(*Mentioned in Chapter 171)