Ning Jiujiu jumped onto the surface of the 'Moon Prisoner'.
He was immersed in the light, and his feeling of being unable to see the light was no longer clear enough. He slowly touched the ground with his toes. Under his feet, the mountains and seas carved by lava flows undulated roughly and gently. The world was divided by darkness and gray, surrounded by Light and cold.
Ning Jiujiu looked back.
He could not imagine how far he had climbed tonight. This moonlit river was different. When he was in it, time and space seemed to have been tampered with. Every dust cloud he stepped on seemed like time. Steps made of particles.
The human world is a huge sphere in the distance, with blue as its main color. Clouds and winds float on it, running through the entire world, like fish swimming upstream in the blue water.
The void is a pitch-black sea, and the azure mother star is immersed in the ink-colored sea. There seems to be dark and weird life lurking in the sea. Fortunately, a thin layer of atmosphere covers the parent star, blocking the invasion of darkness.
At this moment the moon connected it with a beam of light.
The mother star is like the plane of a sundial, and this dawn is its dial needle.
He has reached the end of the light.
Ning Jiujiu put down the command on his back. After coming here, the world seemed to have changed. Unknowingly, he had left the world where he once oppressed and wanted to kill Si Ming, and came to the world of the Moon Palace. Although the world of the Moon Palace was composed of desolation, it accepted them gently.
The sundial no longer develops cracks. On Si Ming's face, the coquettish beauty gradually faded away and appeared clear. The black robe slowly undulated in the wind, as if he was wandering in a lake.
Ning looked at her quiet and pale face for a long time and felt at ease for no reason.
When he climbed the moon pillar before, he always felt an invisible hand pulling him and not letting him leave. But here, his and Siming's bodies were so light that they couldn't even feel their own weight.
His whole body was injured, his bones were broken, his organs were shattered, and his torn muscles could no longer squeeze out any strength.
But luckily, he no longer needs to run here.
He raised his head and saw an ethereal Taoist temple on the distant mountains where silver waves were dormant.
When I was waiting, there was a jade toad hanging in the sky, and I went up to the White Cloud Temple.
The song about the inner demon calamity became a prophecy, and Baiyun Temple appeared in front of him.
Ning Jiujiu held Si Ming's graceful body in his arms. He picked up her knees with one hand and hugged her shoulders with the other. Ning Jiujiu held her in his arms and jumped up. Without using much spiritual power, they But it flew up.
He flew towards the depths covered by the moon clouds in his eyes, flying higher and higher, never falling back to the ground.
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Three thousand world.
In the Suzaku fantasy world, the decisive battle between Fire Phoenix and Suzaku continues.
Red or dark flames flashed in the world, exploding on the ground and in the sky. The previously indestructible wall of air, under the collision of their sword energy, also fainted into many small black flowers composed of cracks.
At this moment, Zhao Xiang'er and Jiu Yu are both pure swords, pure killing weapons!
Jiuyu's moves change incredibly fast. Every swing of her sword and every turn are three-dimensional when viewed from the front, but if viewed from the side, there is almost no thickness. She is like an illusion. The projection can produce a real and brilliant sword light!
Zhao Xiang'er's speed was also very fast. In her heart, the scroll of the ancient Taoist Pure Yang was burning page by page, and the ancient ancient books recorded in it were integrated into her blood.
At this moment, in her petite body with soft curves, the flowing blood formed unimaginable power. Every jump and every move she made was clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements. The almost suffocating will of death waved the beauty of simple lines in her hands.
Zhao Xiang'er opened her Taiyin Eyes, and her pupils were filled with thousands of silver rays. Under the Taiyin Eyes, she quickly adapted to Jiuyu's unpredictable moves, and she shuttled through the opponent's airtight sword moves like a thread. He has never been included in Jiuyu's world.
Jiuyu is neither a human nor a bird, nor even a life in the pure sense, but she does have emotions.
The fight with Zhao Xiang'er made her feel furious. The other person's figure was like the wind, coming and going away as soon as it touched it. She was like a Taoist priest holding a compass, a big banner, and a hundred treasures. , obviously equipped with a weapon to catch monsters, but has been unable to capture the cunning banshee.
Nine feathers' nine tail feathers quivered in the absence of wind.
She fell into a rage and said: "You, an impure creature, also want to usurp the true Son of God?"
Jiuyu waved the black sword crazily, and the power of authority was like a dazzling thunder light, smashing it down on the head.
"Stupid." Zhao Xiang'er snorted coldly. She cut her sword horizontally and her figure flickered, directly passing through the power of authority. She threw the flying sword in her hand, scattering countless light spots and making an arc around Jiuyu's side. He slashed at her back.
Jiuyu waved his arm and turned into a sword, flicking the umbrella sword away. Zhao Xiang'er's figure flashed and was behind her.
She pointed.
boom!
The snow-white air flow danced in a spiral shape, and as soon as Jiu Yu's figure touched it, it was instantly blown away.
Zhao Xiang'er stretched out her hand and grabbed the rebounding sharp blade. She stepped on the void as if she were stepping on the ground. In a moment, her body turned into a black shadow and stabbed towards Jiuyu.
Jiuyu hurriedly took the sword, and with the clanging sound, she was forced back by Zhao Xianger.
"Daughter of Suzaku, is that all?" Zhao Xiang'er asked coldly.
Jiuyu couldn't understand. She was clearly the opponent's innate spirit and shared the same sea of consciousness with her. Why could she not understand Zhao Xianger's moves now
what on earth is it
At this moment, Jiuyu still lacks a demon pill and is not truly complete. He has not yet taken over Zhao Xiang'er's body, and is far from his peak.
But even so, Zhao Xiang'er fought against Qunque, and even suffered a near-death injury in the battle with King Peacock Ming. Facing a seriously injured girl, why was he still so embarrassed
Jiuyu couldn't accept it.
She snorted coldly and faced the sword again.
Beside, the Suzaku maid, elegantly dressed, stood, watching the fight quietly, thoughtfully.
Zhao Xianger…
If you had the willpower you have now, how could the kingdom of God change hands
Pity.
Although you now have a heart as powerful as a god, you have lost the power that can truly be called a god.
In front of his eyes, Jiu Yu, who was rushing forward again, was once again forced back by Zhao Xiang'er.
Zhao Xiang'er's silver eyes were burning, as if she were treating her life as burning firewood, continuously providing her with strength.
Not long after, Zhao Xiang'er's offensive completely overwhelmed Jiu Yu.
Jiuyu was knocked down from the air and forced to the ground. She flashed under Zhao Xianger's sword intent and fled in embarrassment. Zhao Xianger's sword became more and more unruly. Her beautiful little face, There is no fear, only a fierce and proud expression.
Like a real master, Xiang'er captured the defecting slave, locked her in the compound, and beat her severely with a whip.
Jiuyu hated this feeling.
In her mind, today was supposed to be the day for her to clear away the fog of nineteen years of lies, causing Zhao Xiang'er, who was already seriously injured, to fall into the despair of betrayal in shock, collapse physically and mentally, and fall to his knees. Later, she As the executioner, Indifferent raised his sword, chopped her original soul into pieces, and then took possession of this impeccable and exquisite body.
But everything was different from what she thought.
The puzzle was solved, and Zhao Xiang'er not only did not collapse, but it felt more like a knot in his heart had been broken, and he could draw his sword faster!
She has not yet obtained the Demonic Pill, but she is no match for Zhao Xianger!
She couldn't accept such an ending, but... But the Zhao Xiang'er she knew seemed to be like this.
She had been Zhao Xiang'er's weapon for too long, and had become accustomed to obeying her advice. At this moment, Zhao Xiang'er's cold and calm demeanor actually made her fearful.
Zhao Xiang'er's sword broke through her defense, and Jiu Yu's figure was blown away again like a leaf caught in a hurricane. In the blink of an eye, the figure of a girl in black clothes flashed and came behind her. Cut it down with one sword.
Jiuyu's right wing was chopped off in the air.
Jiuyu stared at the Suzaku maid, stretched out his hand for help, and screamed in pain.
Zhao Xiang'er grabbed her neck and then chopped her indifferently.
Jiuyu's left wing was cut off alive.
Zhao Xiang'er held the sword in her backhand, pierced Jiu Yu's body, and threw it down. Jiu Yu was pierced by the sword, fell at high speed, and stuck on the ground.
The Suzaku maid looked at Zhao Xianger, sighed and shook her head, saying, "That's all."
If the fight continues, the face of the Lord God will be hurt.
The maid held out a finger.
Zhao Xiang'er still wanted to use the sword, but her limbs seemed to be covered with heavy shackles, and she suddenly slowed down.
The maid bent her fingers downward.
Zhao Xiang'er snorted miserably, and her body that was standing in the air suddenly fell to the ground.
She gritted her teeth, and the spaces between her fine porcelain teeth were bloodshot. She knelt down on one knee and tried her best to resist. She felt that countless amounts of lead were poured into her bones, destroying her inch by inch.
The Suzaku maid came to them in just one step.
She looked at the broken Jiuyu and sighed: "It's embarrassing."
The maid picked up the broken wings and put them back together on her body.
Jiuyu struggled to get up, knelt on his knees, and bowed to the maid.
The maid looked at Zhao Xianger and said, "You are very good. You are much better than the arrogant you in the first life."
"The first life?" Zhao Xiang'er's shoulders couldn't help but tremble. She couldn't help but think of the dream she had before - she was sitting on a golden throne, watching six meteors fly over and hit the earth made up of mountains and seas.
The maid nodded lightly and said: "This is your last life... Before you die, I will show you the condition of your death. This will be your reward for this victory."
She didn't care whether Zhao Xianger accepted or objected, the fingers had touched the girl's eyebrows, and there was fire between her fingers.
Zhao Xiang'er's silver eyes instantly lost their luster.
Her consciousness was scattered and condensed. When she came back to her senses, she found herself in a golden divine kingdom, surrounded by floating, palace-like fragments of sparks.
Zhao Xiang'er knows this place! This is Ning Jiujiu’s Golden Crow world!
No... No, this seems to be different from today's Golden Crow world.
Zhao Xiang'er looked intently and saw that there were many magnificent ruins of ancient buildings on the vast land. Soon after, it seemed that the sky collapsed, and an entire desert fell down. In the yellow sand, there was a huge black shadow, symbolizing fear.
Zhao Xiang'er couldn't see clearly, but he realized her identity.
Suzaku.
No! It's Huanghe Longque!
…
Ning held Si Ming for a long time and stayed away from the desolate prison ground. When the sound of the waterfall roared in his ears, he saw the Tianhe River. On the side of the Tianhe River was a stone staircase that led to the depths of the mountain.
Ning Jiujiu didn't know how the master created such a high mountain out of thin air on the moon.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
He finally returned here, and the scenery remained the same.
The wind blows from the end of the mountain road.
With the mountains and rivers lingering in his mind, he lowered his head, stepped on the first step, and stepped up.
Different from his previous life, when he came back here, he was no longer the ignorant little Taoist priest.
"Fourth Junior Sister, let's look back." He spoke softly, looking forward, walking firmly, and the woman in his arms slept snuggled up against her.
And when he arrived at Bujian, the moonlight in the sky finally faded away on Tianzhu Peak.
The moon gradually moves westward.
Dawn suddenly appeared on the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, a whole night had passed.
In the City of Ten Thousand Demons, Jiuling Yuansheng and Bai Ze sat cross-legged opposite each other.
"Why don't you try your best to take action?" Jiuling Yuansheng asked.
Bai Ze said: "You are too seriously injured, I can't defeat you with force."
Jiuling Yuan Sheng was puzzled: "Is that all?"
Bai Ze thought for a moment and suddenly smiled: "We are not enemies in the first place."
Jiuling Yuansheng remained silent. He knew that all of them had a common enemy... But even so, what impact did this have on personal grudges
Bai Ze stood up first and looked at the dawn that lit up the sky after the long night. He said, "Master told me that sooner or later you will figure out what you really want. Take care and see you in the new year."
After these simple words, Bai Ze's figure turned into a ray of light and blended into the early morning light.
Outside the city, Shen Yu and Silver Priest faced off all night.
Until the moonlight disappeared, the silver priest did not dare to drop the sword.
The divine green skirt flutters, and the pure face looks like a flower carved with a sword.
The Silver Priest lowered his sword-holding hand and said, "Next time we meet, I will kill you."
As he spoke, the figure of the Silver Priest slowly melted away.
The figure melted away, and she appeared again, but she was still where she was.
The priest was slightly stunned. She turned her head, looked at the smile on Qingqun's face, and said, "What are you going to do?"
The senior sister smiled warmly: "Come when you want, leave when you want? Ha, do you really think that the Kingdom of God is invincible?"
Junior brother has gone to Kunlun, and she has no worries anymore.
She picked up an orchid finger with her right hand and placed it gently on her left arm, with a whisk emerging from her arms.
The eldest sister took a step forward.
Heaven and earth are silent.
…
Lord Baiyin looked at the second senior brother and said, "You are stronger than I thought."
The second senior brother smiled and said: "Your imagination is really lacking."
Lord Baiyin looked at the injuries on the second senior brother’s body.
There were sixty-four wounds in total, all from his sword.
"If we fight for three more days, I will kill you." Baiyin Tianjun said confidently.
The second senior brother twisted the handle of the sword and said nonchalantly: "How can there be so many ifs? Your sword is indeed very fast, but it is nothing more than that. Compared with my senior sister, it is still far behind in terms of power."
Baiyin Tianjun was a little curious: "How fast is Nuwa's sword?"
The second senior brother thought for a while and said: "If senior sister wants to kill me tonight, I will not only have sixty-four wounds, but my head will be dislocated."
Baiyin Tianjun narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't believe what the man said.
But after a night of fighting, Baiyin Tianjun came to another conclusion: "You are not Baidi."
The second senior brother was slightly startled and asked, "Why do you say that?"
Baiyin Tianjun said: "If His Majesty Bai Di loses his city, even when he is alive, he may only be as strong as you."
Baidi City is Baidi's divine kingdom. When he is sitting in it, he can call himself the emperor, but once he leaves the city, his power will be greatly reduced. Even the current Lord of the Kingdom of God is like this.
The second senior brother smiled and said: "Isn't Baidi what you call unauthorized? I have never told you my identity. Don't act like I lied to you, and you saw through my expression, which makes people upset."
Baiyin Tianjun looked at his green clothes, his brass sword, the red lacquer scabbard and the black blade, thoughtfully.
The second senior brother tugged on his clothes and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Is it possible that we are showing sympathy for each other? Don't have any wrong ideas, you are disgusting!"
Lord Baiyin smiled at his messy words.
The second senior brother said: "Okay, go back and recover quickly. After all, you met me, so Bai Zang will understand you."
Silver Heavenly Lord wanted to strike with one more sword to truly test the limits of his realm, but after a moment of hesitation, he put down his hand, turned around with his hands behind his back, and walked into the eastern morning light.
The second senior brother breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the scars on his arms and waist, and grinned in pain.
Thousands of miles away.
The battle between Senior Sister Jiange and Miss Si has also ended.
There was no winner between the two.
When the moonlight disappeared, the two of them stopped their hands in tacit agreement, turned and left together.
The wheat fields were empty as the breeze blew.
The heavy rain has stopped, and the thrilling night has passed. People from all over the world are looking at the rising sun. The rising sun is hidden in everyone's eyes, with different emotions.
"Having obtained Tianzang's divine heart, he still didn't dare to come out... It saves a lot of things."
In the unsightly Taoist palace, Ye Changong whispered to himself.
She is also staring at the scorching sun. She always believes that if one day, the long night comes and the sun no longer rises, then the people on the earth will burst out with light comparable to the scorching sun, dispelling the cold and illuminating the world. Che, then the whole world will witness the truth. This is what she has been pursuing.
In the temple, there are thousands of golden Buddhas.
The white curtain hanging down the hall reflected her shadow, motionless in the wind.
A ray of breeze flew out across the gap in the gauze curtain.
…
When Ning Chang held Si Ming in his arms and walked to the stele pavilion where Wang Zhaixin sat, Zhao Xiang'er had already finished reading the fantasy dream left to her by the Suzaku maid.
In the golden Kingdom of God, there is an outline of the figure of an enchanting woman. On the woman's chest, there is a giant sword, the colorful phoenix feathers are stained with blood and drooping, the golden divine robe is also stained with blood, and her whole body is covered with crushing blood. Among the crushed stones, only the structure of the temple is still intact. On the gate, the words "Qianming Palace" can be vaguely seen.
In front of the golden-robed woman, there was also a woman standing.
The woman's face, body, and clothes were all made of flowing sand. She was equally beautiful, but that kind of beauty was monstrous, like a demon spawned by sin.
She is Huanghe Longque.
The giant sword that killed the golden-robed woman was held in her hand.
Zhao Xiang'er witnessed this earth-shattering battle. This was a war between gods, but Zhao Xiang'er could also see some clues.
The power of the woman in golden robe is higher than that of Huanghe Longque.
But Arakawa Ryūja won the final victory.
Zhao Xiang'er felt that this woman in gold robe was very embarrassing. She could feel that this woman only had the skin of a god, but did not have a heart and will that truly matched the god. Even though she was a bystander in many life-and-death exchanges, she , they were so angry that they clenched their teeth and wished they could go up with their swords.
The woman in gold robe originally had many opportunities to kill Huanghe Longque, but Huanghe Longque was not afraid of death. Instead, she struggled to survive and completed amazing reversals. In the end, although her body was covered with bruises, she still managed to kill the red sword. The blade was sent into the opponent's body.
Zhao Xiang'er knew that sword. It was Yu Lei, also known as Shen Tu, and it was the sword of Ming Lord.
Huanghe Longque crashed into the gold-robed woman with his sword.
Divine fire lit up the sky and instantly filled the entire Kingdom of God.
The Huanghe Dragon Bird flew out from it, its wings spread out in the fireworks - they were no longer wings made of sand, but feathers made of flames.
She danced in Nirvana and turned into the Suzaku she is today!
The figure of the golden-robed woman quickly disintegrated, and in the end, only the innate spirit of the fire phoenix was left, wrapping her last remnant soul, like an embryo, falling into chaos.
Zhao Xiang'er summed up the failure experience for the woman in gold robe, while criticizing her severely in his heart.
How proud and stupid... Are you worthy of holding a sword and possessing the kingdom of God
If it were me, I would definitely win!
Thinking of this, Zhao Xianger suddenly became discouraged.
She realized that that woman... seemed to be her past life.
Alas, the greatest sorrow in life is probably this.
I really want to beat myself up.
Zhao Xianger thought like this and suddenly showed a smile.
The smile dissipated in the wind.
The dream was broken, and the Suzaku maid retracted her finger. She looked at Zhao Xiang'er's faint smile, feeling a little disappointed.
She said no more, raised her hand, and struck towards Zhao Xianger.
Zhao Xianger raised her head and looked at her.
At this moment, Zhao Xiang'er's face finally showed a look that satisfied the Suzaku maid.
Zhao Xiang'er, who had already understood himself clearly and had no fear of life or death, looked shocked at this moment.
The Suzaku maid admired her pupils, but her cold face also changed.
She discovered that there was a hint of discordant whiteness in Zhao Xianger's pupils.
Jiuyu also raised his head and looked behind the Suzaku maid, trembling all over as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
A disembodied white shadow came from nowhere and floated silently behind the Suzaku maid.
Just like Jiu Yu floating behind Zhao Xiang'er before.
No one could see her face clearly.
Jiuyu screamed "No", climbed up like crazy, and rushed towards the white shadow.
Zhao Xiang'er immediately came to his senses and cut off Jiu Yu's figure with a sword strike.
At the same time, Bai Ying's finger touched the back of Suzaku Maid's neck.
…
Ning held Siming in his arms for a long time, walked past the invisible stele pavilion, and walked through Dahe Town.
The sun is warm, the buckwheat is like waves, everything is like a dream.
Behind Dahe Town, in a green grassland, Ning Changjiu saw five trees.
That was the book they planted together in the dream, and they agreed to see who could grow taller in the future.
It turns out... it really wasn't a dream.
Ning Jiujiu hugged Si Ming tighter, and he took the final step.
It seems that the disciple who closed the door has disappeared, and the door is ajar at this moment.
Ning Jiujiu turned sideways and gently opened the door.
The fish are playing in the release pond, the Lingling Pavilion stands solemnly in the back, and behind it is the Lotus Book Pavilion of the senior sister. The word "Jing" with dragons and phoenixes dancing in it is still fresh in my memory.
The dream happened a few days ago, but it seems like many years have passed.
The journey was smooth.
He came to the last courtyard.
The big tree is full of snow-white flowers, and the mottled shadows under the canopy are green.
Behind the lotus pond, the door of the temple is closed.
Ning Jiujiu hugged Si Ming, knelt in front of the temple, and said, "Disciple Ning Jiujiu, please see the master."
The temple didn't respond.
Ning Jiujiu shouted dozens more times.
Still no response.
Xue Ci's body became cold again in her arms, and the hope that Ning Jiujiu had finally raised gradually fell to the bottom again.
Just as he was about to force the door and enter, a wisp of breeze blew past him and entered the temple through the gap.
After a while, a clear voice sounded, which was more moving than all the music in the world.
"Who is kneeling outside the palace? What do you ask for?"
Ning Jiujiu raised his head, was slightly startled, and immediately repeated in a trembling voice: "Disciple Ning Jiujiu, please see the master!"
He kowtowed heavily.
In the temple, the woman responded lightly.
Crack.
With a slight sound, the door that had been closed for twenty-four years in his previous life and closed for another three years in his dream finally slowly opened for him.
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(Thanks to the two helmsmen who were rewarded by the book friend Three Feet Pan! Thanks to the rudders who were rewarded by the Tauren Thousand Captain! Thanks to Wang Xuanzi for the heroes! Thank you to the three people for their great support and encouragement!!)