The wind roared from my ears.
Ning Xiaoling was unable to resist the force for a moment, and her body fell rapidly.
During the fall, Ning Xiaoling tried her best to balance and slashed downward with her sword, cutting straight into his Tianling Cap.
Ning Jiujiu's arm suddenly exerted force, and he swung the girl's body down like a hammer. Ning Xiaoling's figure spun, and the slashing sword deviated from the direction. The crimson sword energy hit the attic, and the wooden beams fell one after another. Shattered, the tall building fell in the direction where they were.
Ning Jiujiu let go of his hand and retreated quickly to avoid the collapsed attic. However, Ning Xiaoling's ankles were wrapped with annoying silk threads. The threads were connected with the ground and firmly fixed her body. .
The huge shadow of the high-rise building quickly overturned, covering her petite body, and a huge collapse sound also sounded during the impact. The girl's clear whistle had a hint of pain, and the fox tail behind her turned like a hurricane, which was heading towards her. Countless wooden pillars broke and cracked under the impact of her fox tail on the high-rise building she hit, and noisy sounds resounded violently. A moment later, a snow-white figure emerged from the ruins of the high-rise building again.
Ning Xiaoling wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She raised her arm and hooked a few dim silk threads between her hanging fingers. She sneered: "Is this the invisible fishing line between heaven and earth you mentioned? Humph... It’s annoying, but that’s all.”
Ning Xiaoling pinched her fingers, and the flexible threads composed of spiritual energy were broken one after another. She dusted off the dust on her robe, her brows furrowed and then relaxed, half smiling but not smiling.
At the other end of the long street, Ning Changjiu's white clothes were torn, and his face was even whiter than his clothes. The previous series of virtual or real attacks had obviously consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy.
His Zifu Qi Sea was like a small pool of water. At first glance, the pool of water looked like a dry well, and even Lu Jiaojie couldn't detect any abnormalities.
The reason why I didn't see it was because the water was too deep. Although the spiritual power drawn from Ning Qinshui was a large amount, it was almost undetectable when it sank into the depths of the Qi Sea.
But no matter what, this pool of water is just stagnant water after all. This mortal body absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth too slowly and cannot make up for the loss of the sea of qi.
Ning Xiaoling was just the opposite. She was constantly digesting the remaining memory fragments of the old fox and the magic power contained in the demon seed, and her level was still rising at an unhurried speed.
In the midst of this ebb and flow, Ning Jiujiu's chances of winning will only become increasingly slim.
Ning looked at her for a long time and suddenly said: "You actually don't want to kill me."
Ning Xiaoling's eyes sharpened suddenly, "Are you dreaming?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "The demonic nature of your demonic seed has been temporarily suppressed. You are not an old fox, you are Ning Xiaoling."
Ning Xiaoling sneered: "Do you think I am your stupid junior sister? It seems that you are really dreaming. She is lucky that I have taken over this stupid body."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "You can't lie to yourself. You are the evil thoughts that arouse in Ning Xiaoling's heart. All evil thoughts, big or small, even just a fleeting thought, are infinitely amplified by the demon species and occupy your original body." mind."
Ning Xiaoling wasn't angry or even sneered. She suddenly became surprisingly calm: "You're right, but I like who I am now. The thought in my body seems to be urging me to let you go... Oh, doesn't she know that you don't know how to do it? Isn’t he her senior brother?”
Ning was silent for a long time and said, "Maybe you are right, but I think she is my junior sister."
Ning Xiaoling's eyes narrowed. The fox tail behind her was as big as a tall building, making her body look particularly petite.
She looked at Ning Changjiu coldly and said: "You weren't originally! You, like me, were possessed after that night, and you are still lying to yourself, and you still haven't figured out who you are. Who! But the one who possesses you is not an evil person after all. How can I be as lucky as you? The one who lives in my body is a devil. Fortunately, you were indecisive and did not listen to this idiot's words to kill me, otherwise I wouldn't have. A chance to take root!”
She stared at Ning Changjiu's face, hoping to see a trace of annoyance and a trace of regret on his face.
But nothing happened, he was still so damn calm.
Ning Xiaoling continued: "Your Taoism is unbelievably superb. You have been able to fight with me for so long before you even entered the metaphysical realm. You must have been a very great person in your last life, right? Who killed you and reduced you to the point where you need to seize your body?" The level of a mortal?”
Ning Jiujiu said: "I have already answered this question for you."
Ning Xiaoling was stunned. She couldn't think of anything at the moment.
Ning Jiujiu didn't explain too much, just said: "You still have a chance to completely exorcise the demonic nature. If the demon seed is fully developed in the future, it will devour your consciousness. No matter how hard you work now, it will just pave the way for the reincarnation of the old demon." That’s all.”
"Don't try to lie to me. That old fox is dead, dead..." She said this, but a flash of panic flashed in her heart, and then she said with murderous intent, "What are you waiting for? Let me Let’s see what other methods you have available? You must be waiting for someone, right... Then Zhao Xianger and Lu Jiaojie are probably still immersed in the joy of killing the big demon at this moment, how can they miss me? "
Ning didn't interrupt her for a long time. He knew that she was just talking so much to gain momentum.
She was also bothered by her wandering figure, so she wanted to create a lock, trap herself, and then kill her in one go.
Her unhurried words were like a spell, and the air around her became thicker and thicker.
The lock is approaching.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly closed his eyes and put his fingers between his eyebrows.
Ning Xiaoling was shocked. Before she understood what he was going to do, a sharp murderous intention reached her vest.
Ning Xiaoling didn't have time to turn around. She drove her giant tail and suddenly hit the place where the murderous intent came from. On the long street, a loud sound suddenly erupted. The green bricks on the ground shattered and shook, and they shook like a wave on the ground. Ups and downs, the girl turned around and stretched out her hand towards the sneaking white light. Then she groaned miserably, her lower abdomen retracted and her back arched, as if she had been pierced by something.
It was a sword, a sudden sword.
That was Lu Marion's sword.
Lu Marian and Lao Hu had fought on this long street before. Later, after Lu Marian left, Ning Jiujiu used this sword to pester Lao Hu, and when he left with the body-changing talisman, he did not take it with him. This sword, and such fairy swords naturally conflict with the demonic energy, so the old fox did not take it away after weighing it.
So the sword kept falling at the other end of this long street.
At this moment, driven by Ning Changjiu, the sword silently passed through the long street and went straight to her vest.
That sword was extremely fast, so fast that it made people feel that it was fast enough to bridge the gap in realm!
So that sword really hit Ning Xiaoling.
The girl's miserable groan sounded. She was holding the sword blade, her hands were dripping with blood, but half of the sword tip was still pierced into her lower abdomen.
Ning Xiaoling half-bent her body, her demon blood tempered the edge of the sword and burned like a flame.
The surrounding rubble was quickly crushed into powder and scattered in the sudden evil wind. With Ning Xiaoling and the sword as the center, it seemed to be a separate realm!
She struggled with the sword and was extremely puzzled. How could Ning Jiujiu have such pure sword intention? Isn't it just that if Lu Jianjiu personally wielded the sword
Ning Jiujiu still pressed his eyebrows tightly, his fingers almost sinking into his forehead.
The reason for his exquisite Taoism is that he practiced Taoism for twelve years in his previous life, and for the other twelve years, he practiced swords.
If he has enough spiritual power, he can control Qi into a sword and control everything into a sword, let alone a real sword
In the air sea, his spiritual power burned crazily, like water boiling on a raging fire.
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In the moment of stalemate, time slowed down as if it had stopped.
Ning Jiujiu's spiritual power was limited after all, so he loosened his fingers between his eyebrows.
As if she couldn't feel the pain, Ning Xiaoling grabbed the edge of the sword and pulled the sword out of her body. She turned back indifferently and looked at the culprit a few feet away, with murderous intent in her eyes. Devouring.
There was a sudden thunderstorm on the long street. Ning Xiaoling grabbed the sword and threw it directly at Ning Changjiu. At the same time, she disappeared and rushed over like an arrow, flying faster than the sword.
With a scoff, the sword smashed into the position where Ning Jiujiu was. Ning Xiaoling stepped on the hilt of the sword with her toes and chased after Ning Jiujiu in the direction of his escape.
The distance of several feet was suddenly shortened, and Ning Xiaoling slapped Ning Jiujiu on the back. The wound between the palms cut by the sword had not yet healed, and blood spattered out and turned into small fires. Butterfly clung to his back.
Ning Jiujiu also no longer had anything to hide. Ning Xiaoling's attacks were too ferocious and violent. If he was not careful, he would soon become a dead soul under her claws.
The demon seed seemed to be completely stimulated. Between the three illusory tails behind him, another one grew and began to grow rapidly.
Although the fairy sword severely injured her, after the ferocity of the demon was aroused, she integrated more demon power, and she was vaguely about to break through the bottleneck of the longevity realm and reach the first floor of the Purple Court!
Ning Xiaoling herself was stunned, and then she felt ecstatic in her heart. The demon seed kept beating, providing an almost constant flow of demon power to repair the wounds on her body.
Ning Jiujiu dodged left and right, trying his best to avoid her attacks, while Ning Xiaoling's movements became faster and faster, like a real spirit fox, she could only see the snow-white moving shadow.
During the short attack, the two men worked one behind the other and destroyed all the streets of the two streets.
Ning Xiaoling was trying to break the bottleneck of the longevity realm while pursuing her. She wanted to kill Ning Jiujiu before the palace noticed her.
In her eyes, this nominal senior brother was obviously at the lowest level, but he was a greater threat to her than Zhao Xianger and Lu Jianjian.
And this battle has lasted for half an hour.
She really didn't dare to delay it any longer.
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At this time, Tang Yu had just entered the palace and told Zhao Xianger the news that the old fox might not be dead and the matter about the senior brothers and sisters.
Zhao Xianger ran out of the hall quickly and looked up. She suddenly knew what she had overlooked.
After a great demon like Mr. Hongwei dissipates in the world, those spiritual energy should disperse back to the heaven and earth, forming a spectacular demonic cloud and causing an overwhelming rain.
But tonight after the old fox died, the sky was clear and the moon was as crescent as an eyebrow. Where did the demonic cloud that should have appeared go
At this moment, Lu Jianjian, who was standing in white clothes, suddenly felt something move in her mind. She opened her eyes in shock and looked towards a certain direction in the imperial city: "Minglan..."
Minglan is the name of her sword.
It was scattered outside during the battle with the old fox that day and has not been found yet.
And in her heart, the sound of swords suddenly sounded.
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(One hour is up (x))