Shao Xiaoli stood beside him, staring blankly at the vast mountains and rivers.
They are far enough away from the land, so the mountains and rivers, no matter how steep they are, are generally flat in sight.
The earth is the talisman paper, the footprints are the strokes, and the bright light travels smoothly, writing a clear context.
The entire earth was penetrated by one breath!
Is this the real art of retrieving objects from talismans
On the throne behind him, Zhao Xiang'er looked at this bow. Although it was completely different from the one thousands of years ago, it still completely opened the door to memory like a key. The figure in the past overlapped with the figure in front of him.
Zhao Xiang'er's cheeks were still filled with divine indifference, but tears fell from them.
Ning Jiujiu's pupils reflected infinite golden light.
He stretched out his hand and made a holding gesture, as if he had grasped the giant bow that stretched across the earth in his hand, and pulled the invisible bowstring in his hand.
"Marry me, Xue Ci!"
Ning Changjiu suddenly called their names.
After eight years, the long-lost voice sounded again, and both women were shaken physically and mentally.
"Return home!!"
Ning Jiujiu's shout was like a roar.
The Golden Crow flew out, spreading its wings in the darkness, and a red sun rose. The ancient Golden Crow Sun Kingdom, which had been sealed in dust for eight years, opened up again at this moment.
The Snow Porcelain Palace and the Sword Lord Palace opened at the same time, and golden light and snow-white sword light rose into the sky.
In a world shrouded by the Dark Lord, the Western Kingdom is as bright as day.
"yes!"
They responded in unison, each made a gesture, and turned into two streams of light, one on the left and one on the right, flying into the Kingdom of the Golden Crow.
The next moment, they appeared in the two halls.
Behind him, Ye Changong and Zhuque also came.
Zhuque covered the red palm prints on his cheeks with his hands and did not dare to look at Zhao Xiang'er.
Ye Changong looked at the sky.
The barrier blocking the Dark Lord is getting weaker and weaker. In the distance, the huge black sun penetrates from the air layer. The sword lights in the world that are still supporting appear slender and easy to break under the black sun.
Although the Dark Lord destroyed some innate spirits, most of the monks did not give up resistance because of this. When the golden light in the west lit up, they supported it as if they were burning their lives.
This is the dome of destiny they have supported together!
"Let's get started." Ye Changong looked at Suzaku and said.
Suzaku nodded obediently and stretched out his hand.
The relative spatial authority of the three thousand worlds opened up at this moment. Ye Changong stretched out his hand at the same time, and the moonlight poured out from his palm. Time like water rushed through the space built by Suzaku. The authority of time and space merged at this moment and condensed into a point.
This point is a time and space with nothing, showing the essence of chaos and nothingness.
Time and space need to be given meaning.
And this meaning must also be a constant in time and space.
In other words…
Let there be light!
So, Ning Jiujiu, who was fluttering in white clothes, walked into this point.
Constant light rushes past, and time and space begin to make sense.
He looked back at Zhao Xiang'er.
Zhao Xiang'er understood, she came to Ning Changjiu, stretched out her hand, and held his hand together.
Fingers intertwined.
Zhao Xiang'er destroyed the power of the world to the extreme.
At this moment, even Shao Xiaoli and Liu Xiwan understood!
Time, space, light, world... They want to use these powers as their bones to build a brand new world!
Ning Changjiu looked at Zhao Xiang'er apologetically.
Later, the entire Western Kingdom will be blown up.
"It's okay." Zhao Xianger smiled calmly.
The four walls of the Western Kingdom began to shrink, and this contraction quickly reached the limit. Then, an explosion occurred that expanded at the speed of light.
The Western Kingdom exploded.
Throughout the history of the mother planet, no more vigorous explosion can be found.
The four expanding walls are like hurricanes, sweeping across at the speed of light, swallowing up all basic things within the range. But things were not torn apart. The explosion seemed to have happened in another time and space, and what they saw was just the projection of the explosion in the human world.
The center point of the explosion was as silent as a tomb.
Ning Jiujiu and others were suspended in it, like the gods of creation who opened up Hongmeng.
Ye Changong and Suzaku relied on the authority of time and space to create a point of chaos. Ning Jiujiu turned into light to activate it, and then used Zhao Xiang'er's world authority to cover this new time and space on the original time and space. .
In other words, they really created a whole new world!
This is no longer the kingdom of God of the Dark Lord, but theirs.
Ning Jiujiu opened his eyes first.
The explosion occurred only for a moment, and the human world in front of you was still the same as it was before. The dark sun was falling, and the sword lights were standing up to the sky and the ground, still struggling to hold on.
The world has changed unknowingly, and the people in it are unaware of it.
Ye Changong also opened her eyes. She opened her eyes to Ning for a long time and asked, "Is it okay?"
Ning Jiu nodded and walked forward, "In the creation myths, there will never be a shortage of stories about shooting the sun."
…
The world is filled with light and darkness.
They are clearly separated in the sky, like two forces fighting against each other.
When this world was first formed, it did temporarily resist the invasion of the Dark Sun, but not long after, the Dark Sun came back with an unstoppable momentum.
They did build a kingdom of God.
However, this divine kingdom still lacks a divine pillar with self-consistent mythological logic and cannot truly support it.
Ning looked up at the black sun for a long time.
Black Sun is like the last monarch, holding a decaying scepter in his hand, but using his most majestic figure to show the resisting people a once prosperous era.
The world was swallowed up by darkness again, and the golden light floating in his white clothes was like the last firefly in the dark wind and rain.
But his steps towards the dark sun were always calm.
He stood in front of the dark sun, as if standing on a cliff, looking at the endless black sea, facing the sword light that had not been wiped out and had disappeared, and said:
"You are all the divine pillars of the new world."
Follow your words.
The monks who were struggling to support suddenly felt a power, which was unprecedented power. In the past, they lived between heaven and earth, as if they were just passers-by like grass and trees. Change.
But at this moment, they felt like they were the masters of the world.
The sword light that was about to disappear shined brightly at this moment.
The flowing shadows in the sword light are the epitome of their lives.
Countless divine pillars have been erected all over the world, supporting this newly born and crumbling divine kingdom!
This is their world, and they do not welcome the arrival of the Dark Lord!
Ning Jiujiu held the giant bow that penetrated the world, and backed away a little bit. The buzzing sound rang in his ears, which was the sound of the bow string being pulled. This deafening sound of strings is the roaring waves and the first prelude to the new world.
Ning Jiujiu's retreat became slower and slower.
No! He is not retreating, but pulling the string with his body.
His man is on the string!
His body is like an arrow on a string!
Ning Jiujiu turned around, looked at Ye Chan Palace, and said: "Master, this life is too unworthy to be destroyed."
Ye Changong's thin lips moved slightly, but before the words could be spoken, Ning Jiujiu opened his hands, relaxed his body, and turned into a golden light, flying towards the dark sun.
In the world supported by the Sword Qi Divine Pillar, it is the longest and most brilliant light.
This is the story of Yi shooting the sun, and it is also a creation myth that will be passed down forever.
Ning Chang raised his head and looked at the black sun that was infinitely magnified in his field of vision.
That's a demon called a 'ghost'.
The big talisman has been written, and he transforms into a mahogany sword to kill ghosts!
The arrow split through the dark wind and waves and penetrated into the depths of the dark sun.
He hit it.
…
The past life, the present life, and the past events, as if a person is about to die, everything passes by like a lantern watching a lantern again.
"Five hundred years have passed. The great sage broke free from the shackles, opened the Five Elements Mountain, and tore apart the spells of Tathagata Buddha! He did not embark on the road to the west, but put on his armor again and recalled his god Soldier. He stood on the ground, with his fiery eyes open, looking at the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and the immortals on the clouds! They are destined to tremble again just like they did five hundred years ago... "
It was Jufu holding the Ruyi Black Iron Divine Staff, holding up the flying flag of the Great Sage Qitian between heaven and earth.
The scene went backwards, and the image of Ke Wenzhou standing with his sword in his hand came to his face. He sighed softly, as if he was feeling the sorrow of the living and the joy of the dead.
"There is only one saint in the world for five hundred years, and now... this saint is with me!"
The voice of the young sword master rang in my ears. It was surprisingly calm. It was like a Buddha whose expression remained unchanged even after seeing vultures eating his flesh. But he was not a compassionate Buddha. He was the sword master Ke Wenzhou!
The sword light cuts through the sky and flies away.
The picture suddenly turned dark.
"I have judged mankind for its original sin. They will continue to kill for generations and they will never stop!"
In the sea of consciousness, the strange smile of Sin Lord was distorted by the fire.
The guilty king was reduced to ashes.
Tianji's armor was shattered, and beneath the golden mask was a burnt, dry cheek. He also uttered a vicious curse:
"You are the race of demons. One day, you will push yourselves into the abyss..."
Ning Jiujiu will chop it off.
Ning Jiujiu seemed to be walking on an endless road. Comrades, relatives, lovers, enemies, familiar and unfamiliar, departed and still alive... everyone stood on this road, looking forward. Walking by myself.
The Fish King lay there and took a nap, raising his eyelids and glanced at himself disdainfully, as if he would never wake up.
Lord Xueyu screamed noisily, announcing to people the authority of the God of Light.
The old turtle turned away and said that he would go back to the temple and resume his old career as a money turtle.
The figures of the demon tribe flew past one after another. The golden-winged roc and the nine-spirited Yuansheng looked at him without sadness or joy, not knowing any hatred or kindness.
Further ahead, Mrs. Bai raised her head, looked at the empty red moon hanging in the sky, and shouted that she wanted to destroy the world.
Lu Marian held a ruler in her hand, wearing white clothes and showing the dignity of a teacher.
Si Ming had his arms folded across his chest, his silver hair and black robe, and he was so cold and handsome.
Zhao Xiang'er swung her white calves and seemed to be gazing at the sunset in trance.
There are also Xiaoling, Xiaoli, Xiwan... They are all doing their own things as if no one else is watching. Occasionally they raise their eyes to look at him, their cheeks are slightly red, and they purse their lips and snicker.
Everything still looks like Xin Ning.
But Ning Jiujiu knows that these are just past events that he has experienced long ago and have become a thing of the past.
He never looked back.
At the end of the road, the figure in the moon-shaped white dress is so ethereal.
Ye Changong opened his arms to himself, as if he was still the small and cute deer.
Ning Jiujiu smiled.
The string was broken and the bow was broken, but the only ray of light had flown into the darkness and pierced into the interior of the Dark Lord!
With all his faith in the world, he smashed against the heaviest shackles of the old era like an egg hitting a stone.
…
The devil roars!
That's the Dark Lord.
In the past 1.5 billion years, if the evil poems had not stolen the fire of civilization, it would always be a lonely ghost wandering in the Dead Star Territory until the last instruction was erased by time.
It drags its ancient and tired body, trying to use up its last strength to invade the human world and complete its final mission.
The golden arrow came through the air, carrying the power of the entire human world, piercing its surface in one go and reaching the depths.
During this process, the golden light of the arrow was also swallowed up by the darkness, and countless vortices eroded away the authority on his body. Ning Jiujiu was unable to stop it and did not stop it. He just rushed forward with a single thought and cut through the endless darkness.
At the last moment, there was almost no light left on him.
So he stretched out his hands to tear away the last darkness.
His hands were all white bones.
He broke through the Dark Lord's surface and crashed into its innermost being.
He met the Dark Lord.
See this omniscient and omnipotent God in the eyes of the God Lords.
The Dark Lord is the crystallization of the previous civilization, and when that civilization left, its technological level seemed to have returned to its original state - there was no sophisticated machinery in this central space, only a strip of light connected end to end and a floating light in the central space. The doll in the belt.
It's such a simple thing, controlling such a behemoth as the Star Revenant.
The doll has its eyes closed, as if sleeping.
Its appearance is exquisite and simple, and it looks no different from a human being. It is suspended in the center of the light belt, with thin lines extending from its joints, connecting the light belts.
Ning Jiujiu discovered that several figures of dolls were also floating on the light belt.
Some of those dolls are tyrants with imperial crowns, some are saints dressed in civilian clothes and preaching, some are disabled young people on crutches, and some are girls wrapped in bath towels soaking in hot springs... This trailing light strip is also a long river of time, and these dolls, It seems to symbolize various stages of this civilization.
This should be extremely beautiful art.
But Ning Jiujiu had no time to appreciate and think about it.
The Golden Crow was spitting out flames. Among them, Lu Yueyou and Si Ming tried their best to mobilize all their strength and poured it and their own beliefs into Ning Changjiu's body.
The golden body of Shura was pulled out from behind, with three heads and six arms, and a ferocious face!
The lucid Liu Xiwan flew in from the path he had just opened, completing his Shura golden body.
Liu Xiwan fell into the pure white sea of consciousness, and in Ning Jiujiu's hand, a silver sword formed in an instant.
"The Heavenly Mandate Sword Scripture?" Liu Xiwan asked.
"The Heavenly Mandate Sword Scripture!" Ning Jiujiu said.
Thoughts merged in an instant, sparking fire.
Ning Changjiu held the sword in his hand and used the sure-kill style of the Heavenly Mandate Sword Sutra to rush towards the puppet in the light belt with his golden body of Shura and the collective power of all mankind.
The wolf, which looked like a barbaric civilization, jumped up angrily, bared its teeth and claws and pounced on the fully armed humans tens of thousands of years later, but there was no fear in the wolf's eyes. It was a desperate fight and the answer to survival.
'Invasion! Invasion! Invasion! '
'Expulsion! Expelled! expulsion… '
Two completely different voices kept ringing in my ears.
It is ironic that even though they are separated by 1.5 billion years, these two civilizations that are facing each other use the same prophecy.
The Dark Lord made the decision to expel, and the figure of the doll changed into the appearance of a tyrant.
How to evict
It takes time to think logically.
Ning Jiujiu has crashed into the time belt that he thought was created.
…
His figure suddenly slowed down.
In the long river, time is like a lock.
Many magnificent pictures appeared in front of Ning Jiujiu.
In the picture, he saw countless heroic cities and strange faces. They were wearing clean and strange clothes, walking up and down the flat and spacious streets. Steel monsters were flying over them. In the tower-like building, light spills out and gathers in the sky, creating a magnificent city.
This is just one corner of the world. The people in the other corner seem to live in another world. They are ragged and skinny. They live in a world where sewage flows, but there is a huge island-like ark anchored in the port.
In other corners, there were also scenes filled with gunpowder smoke. The torrent of people surged forward. They shouted something and rushed out from the surrounding steel behemoths. They waved flags and relied on their will and flesh and blood to overcome all kinds of obstacles. Generation difference.
Eventually, red flags spread all over the mountains and plains.
Scenes flew by in front of his eyes. They were all human beings, so Ning Jiujiu could sympathize with their pain and despair.
But his sword energy didn't stop.
The snow-white sword energy cascades down the ground like a waterfall, cutting across these scenes with a world-shaking power, spanning the rise and fall of civilizations, and slashing straight towards the dark master.
'Spirit swallowers - exhausted, pulling out the innate spirit - ineffective. '
'The world changes, and the reason is unknown. '
'Aware of danger! Be aware of danger! '
Different instructions and warnings sounded in my ears.
Because of the Dark Lord's huge size, it takes a lot of time to perform any calculations.
For a while, it couldn't find a solution.
The light belt and sword energy that protected her wore away, and were eventually torn apart by the sword energy.
He is stronger than ever, because behind him stands the whole world.
This spiritual will gave him the courage to transcend any era!
The ribbon of light breaks from it.
The light of the silver sword is still there.
The sword stabbed the doll with him.
呲—
The sword hit the doll's last defense, and the sound was like an electric current.
This is a killing sword honed in blood and death.
However, it has not killed anyone in a long time.
Liu Xiwan has always been unwilling to accept this.
She originally had the dream to stab the strongest enemy with an honest sword.
This dream is right in front of her, and this is the dream she is destined to risk everything on!
The lucid Liu Xiwan opened her eyes, and every part of her body erupted with the whistling sound of sword energy.
In the exciting sound of electric current, this subtle impact quickly turned into destruction that filled the entire Dark Lord's body.
In that indescribable huge darkness, the vortices were broken one after another, and the authority swallowed by the vortex turned into fragments and floated out, scattered in the universe.
Ning Jiujiu has crossed the light belt of civilization and pierced the sword into the doll's body bit by bit.
In this central space, warning sounds continued to sound.
Soon, flashing red light filled the place.
The ribbon of light shattered.
The doll's joints droop.
'Final order—escape. '
This is the last command given by the puppet.
Then, the light belt shattered and dispersed into the huge and chaotic body of the Dark Lord. Its entire body came to life like a flashback, and it was about to withdraw towards the direction of the Death Star Territory.
Ning Jiujiu's silver sword penetrated the dark master's body.
He also clearly heard the word escape.
Eight years ago, he and his master carefully discussed the details of defeating the Dark Lord, and even discussed how they could stop the Dark Lord if he wanted to escape.
At that time, Ye Chan Palace came up with a plan - the Moon Prisoner decisive battle plan.
"I shall use the sword of eternity to kill the immortal demon."
This was the promise Ning Jiujiu made to her.
Words from the past echoed in my ears.
Ning Jiujiu stabbed the dark master's body with his sword and flew straight with all his strength.
He is still the arrow shot from the bowstring of the earth, and he has never strayed from his course!
The Dark Lord was pushed back by him, unable to change direction and without time, so he retreated straight back.
…
In the human world, along with the myth of shooting the sun, there is also the story of Chang'e flying to the moon.
When the dark master was lifted up and peeled off the air layer, Ye Changong's eyes lit up.
That was the fire she swallowed back then.
Fire has two abilities.
One is to record the real world, and the other is to fly to the moon.
When Ning Jiujiu was still confronting the Dark Lord, she jumped up lightly and flew towards the direction of the moon, like a fairy who had been in the world for a long time and returned to the heavenly palace. Despite the cold and pain of the Yao Palace, she never returned.
Suzaku should be able to leave at this moment, but she did not move, but quietly watched Ye Chan Palace fly away.
Ye Changong's figure bypassed the Dark Lord and came to the moon.
She sat alone on the bright moon, with the moon branches across her knees, waiting quietly.
When Ning Jiujiu finally pried the dark master and took it up straight.
The moon is where it should be.
At this moment, the moon, the Dark Lord, and the mother star happen to be aligned!
This is their only chance to defeat the Dark Lord, and they won't miss it.
The moon blocked its escape path, and on the other side, the sun had been burning for more than ten years, spitting out light and illuminating them together.
The evil one on the Heavenly List was sitting in a wicker chair, showing an expression of vicissitudes of life.
Shi sat aside, looking at the light seeping back into the sky with a joyful look on his face. He didn't notice at all that the aura of the young man in black beside him was getting weaker and weaker.
"Poetry." Evil suddenly called her name.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Shi asked innocently.
"The sun is coming out, I want to go downstairs for a walk." Evil smiled.
"Well, okay..." Shi responded obediently, helped him up from the chair, and walked downstairs with support.
Evil knows that in a few years, the world tree that is deeply implanted in the heart of the earth will wither and decay, turning into nourishment that feeds the world.
At that time, people will no longer need the World Tree, nor the Kingdom of God. The new world in the future will be the Kingdom of God, and everyone who makes up it will be the master of the world.
Shi helped him to the end of the street.
Evil stopped.
The trees in this world are lush and growing vigorously because of the sunshine.
But he was about to die looking at the sun.
But he will not feel sorry, because this is the price that people who have lived in darkness for a long time will pay when they see the light.
…
boom! ! !
The Moon Prisoner passed behind it, and the Dark Lord's body smashed into it.
It was the final crash.
Countless huge cracks appeared on the surface of the moon prisoner.
Ye Chan Palace hangs on the moon.
She was so close to Yue, so she no longer looked like a little girl.
The girl's curves became taller, her gauze skirt fluttered, and she was slim and beautiful.
A full moon was outlined behind her hair.
She took the moon.
This is the moon and her knife.
When she killed Quanfu back then, she used this knife!
Below, in the Dark Lord's boiling body like black liquid, Ning Jiujiu hangs his silver sword and flies out from it.
Golden light slowly fell from his body, like falling cherry blossoms.
And on the moon that was about to shatter, a fragmented doll slowly climbed up from the black slurry. It raised its head and didn't know where it was looking. Only a dull voice came from it:
"Stars—shattered and destroyed!"