At the same time as Ning Yan rose into the sky, Meng Zhi Dharma Protector's right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and the ground exploded like a spider web to open countless pitch-black cracks, Meng Zhi Dharma Protector chased straight up, his body flickered, turned into a hundred-zhang giant, and hit Ning Yan head-on with both palms!

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Ning Yan let out a loud shout, and the shadow of Shura that followed behind him skyrocketed to a hundred zhang in vain, and the evil qi was boiling and even the void was about to ignite!

Ning Yan swung his sword and slashed out, and the slender sword body was extremely small in front of the Baizhang Law Body.

His sword didn't get close to Meng Zhi, but it was the huge fingers of the Shura Phantom that moved, its fingertips were long and hideous bone armor, sharper and tougher than the sword, and its fingers pierced Meng Zhi's palm, like a heavy sword stabbing into a thick shield with a loud sound of gold and iron!

Boom! Boom!

The heavens are about to fall apart. The void shattered like ice, revealing a fine, deep rift.

The two behemoths collided violently, and Meng Zhi's Dharma Protector grasped it into a fist and smashed it into Shura's claws.

Everyone in the Ning family remained motionless on the ground, the aftermath of the battle roared between heaven and earth, and they even had to hold up their body protection true qi to protect themselves.

The two fought several times and then suddenly separated, as if they were evenly matched, but Ning Yan's face was as pale as paper, and he vomited blood again and again.

After all, external forces are tricks, Ning Yan can't control Shura's evil qi at all, and the violent backlash makes him unbearable, if it weren't for the fact that Shura devoured Ye Jinmei's essence and blood soul before, Ning Yan would have been squeezed into a dry corpse.

He didn't have much longevity left, and it was difficult to continue burning, and Meng Zhi was a true master of the Void Sea, he could fight for three days and three nights in a row without running out, while Ning Yan would burn out his life in a quarter of an hour.

On the other hand, how rich Meng Zhi's combat experience was, Ning Yan's clumsy swordsmanship was basically equivalent to nothing.

Ning Yan knew that he had absolutely no possibility of defeating Meng Zhi, and he had only one choice.

That is to escape.

He took advantage of the reaction force of the collision with the Dharma Body, and flew back, sweeping thousands of miles!

A trace of extremely cold sneer appeared on the huge face of Meng Zhi's Dharma body, he painted his hands in front of him, and the combination of forging body qi and true qi rotated wildly, forming a Taiji Dao diagram, and a Taiji diagram also suddenly appeared behind Ning Yan who was flying away in the distance, Taiji rotated and burst out with extremely strong suction, Ning Yan couldn't avoid it, and was instantly sucked into it!

Meng Zhi dispersed the Dharma Body, and a small black and white pagoda slowly emerged from the Taiji diagram, with yin and yang as the door and gossip as the window, which was an extremely rare space holy weapon.

Meng Zhi traveled through several worlds to the Ning family, and with the sevenfold cultivation of the Void Sea, how could he let Ning Yan escape? He had already laid out the formation before he appeared, and as long as Ning Yan touched it, he would be included in the magic weapon.

Meng Zhi held the Taiji Holy Pagoda in his hand, descending from the sky, and the green clothes were fluttering.

He looked at the people of the Ning family, and Ning Xiaotian and Ning Xiaochen had to step forward and salute.

Meng Zhi said: "Under the order of the sect master, I have captured the criminals for the sect master, Ning Yan has been included in the tower by me, I wonder if the Ning family can allow me to bring it back to the Ling Sheng Realm?"

Ning Xiaotian and Ning Xiaochen exchanged glances, and Ning Xiaotian opened his mouth and said: "Ning Yan killed my young patriarch and wife of the Ning family, and it is naturally reasonable for Lord Dongjun to ask for the guilt. It's just that the incident happened suddenly, and we have just learned that we still need to be interrogated, and we ask the Dharma Protector to understand if we delay for some time. ”

Meng Zhi frowned slightly, he didn't want to stay in the little afterlife, and coldly spit out two words: "Then as soon as possible." Throwing Ning Yan out of the small tower, his figure had disappeared.

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Ning Yan was in a coma for a long time, and when he woke up, it was dusk the next day. The phantom of Shura had dissipated at some point, and a strong sense of weakness invaded the body.

Ning Yan looked around, this was the prison he was familiar with, he had killed countless prisoners here, and now he was in prison.

The glow leaked in through the cracks in the Shentie window, and the light and shadow were dappled on the ground. Ning Xiaochen sat not far from him, looking at him with a smile.

Ning Yan lowered his eyelashes and called softly, "Fourth uncle." ”

Ning Xiaochen said: "My nephew is really promising, he killed two Void Sea masters at the age of nine, and he can still fight with the Seven Great Powers of the Void Sea, Ning Yan, you really have a bright future." ”

Ning Yan was silent.

"Your uncle is angry. I'm here to interrogate you to give you one last chance. Ning Xiaochen said coldly, "In addition, don't talk about the Heavenly Dao Oath anymore, I want the most direct evidence." ”

Ning Yan said: "I'm afraid that the Ning family will be wiped out after knowing the truth." ”

"If you don't say it, even if you offend Dongjun, we will kill you. ”

Ning Yan smiled, "If you say it, you will die, but the Ning family has to give me a funeral, it seems to be worth it." ”

Ning Xiaochen looked at him expressionlessly. Ning Yan asked, "What did that person from the Heavenly Mandate Sect say?"

"Protector Meng said that you have a congenital curse, awakened into a demon, and the six relatives do not recognize it. Lord Dongjun took you as an apprentice in his early years, so he wanted to dissolve the curse for you and keep the second brother's family safe, but unexpectedly, you woke up early. ”

Ning Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling, and seemed to remember something worthy of ridicule: "Dongjun is good." ”

He looked at Ning Xiaochen, the light and shadow in his eyes fluctuated. He looked very embarrassed, his hair was messy and covered in blood, which made him look extremely pitiful. But he didn't show the slightest sense of grievance, he was so calm that it was chilling.

He said, "Can you give me ten years?" ”

Ning Xiaochen said: "I will never help you." ”

"Then you will torture me. He pointed to his abdomen, "Cut it here, don't hurt the dantian and the main meridians." ”

Ning Xiaochen drew his dagger and slashed it precisely along the spot he was pointing at. Ning Yan didn't blink, he stared at his open belly tightly, looking for it in a red hot viscera.

The moment he saw that little bit of blackness, Ning Yan immediately moved, and dozens of rune papers flew out of his abdominal cavity somehow, smashing towards Ning Xiaochen overwhelmingly.

The Dao Talisman was triggered by a little bit of the rudimentary form of True Qi to burst out with different lights, this is the instantaneous Dao Talisman drawn by Ye Jinmei, there are attack talismans and imprison talismans, but more are psychedelic array talismans.

Ning Xiaochen was in a trance for a while, and when he came back to his senses, Ning Xiao had disappeared without a trace.

"Escape. Ning Xiaochen muttered, "Second sister-in-law, you are still too good to be good to your son. ”

Thousands of miles away. Ning Yan was holding the small black stone in his palm, which was Ye Jinmei's medium-grade Sumeru Stone, which contained space, and placed all kinds of exercises that Ning Yan needed to reach the Jindan Realm, as well as some life-saving things.

Ning Yan knew that once he was caught, all the magic weapons on his body would be taken away, such as Ning Xiaoqiu's holy weapon double sword, which was no longer in Ning Yan's hands at this time. So he swallowed the Sumeru Stone in his stomach and evaded the search.

He grabbed the blood-stained Sumeru Stone, suddenly knelt down, and kowtowed in the direction of the Ning family. It was his former home, where his parents lived and died, where his relatives shed blood of the same origin as him.

He hung his head, tears streaming down in the unseen shadows.

How many things happened in this day, all the joys and sorrows were staged, absurd and cruel. Ning Yan has never shown any emotions in front of people, but he is still a child after all.

He thought that his father must have been very desperate before he died, that his only flesh and blood had not been able to live a safe life or even die cleanly, and that he would eventually become a murderer who was scolded by thousands of people; he thought that his mother must have been heartbroken, but she still used her own life to replenish Shura's evil qi and prepared a way for himself to escape......

Then he looked up and turned away, with a childlike smile on his dirty face, light and soft.

He will embark on this road of no return.

He will no longer be nostalgic, and he will not look back.

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Ning Yan escaped with the Dao talisman left behind by Ye Jinmei. The Ning family mobilized the strength of the whole clan to search, and even Meng Zhi personally went out to protect the law, but there was still no result for ten days and ten nights.

Although Ning Xiaochen confirmed with the oath of heaven that he did not let Ning Yan escape, he was still punished for a big mistake and confined for a hundred years and could not come back.

In the forbidden land of the Ning family, Ning Fengbo stood aside respectfully, which seemed to have aged a lot overnight for the Ning family patriarch who had been in power for a hundred years.

In front of him, a thin old man in white sat cross-legged, fiddling with a string of copper coins in his hand. He is the ancestor of the Ning family, and all the children of the Ning family have blood originating from him in their bodies.

"Ancestor, I don't know how to deal with this matter?"

The ancestor of the Ning family smiled and shook his head slightly, he has lived for more than a thousand years, and now he has reached the time of the five decays of heaven and man, and he no longer cares about everything in the world, even if it is his descendants, he does not interfere much.

Ning Fengbo sighed and was about to leave, when the ancestor of the Ning family suddenly said: "You kid always wants to care about right and wrong, but you know that there are thousands of changes in this world, where can any right or wrong be conclusive?"

Ning Fengbo saluted: "Please ask the ancestor to solve your doubts." ”

"Well, I'll take a hexagram for you. The ancestor of the Ning family untied the string of copper coins, twisted out eight copper coins with two fingers, and a wisp of true qi was attached to it, and the eight copper coins operated in a mysterious trajectory.

The light in the forbidden place suddenly dimmed. The eight copper coins staggered in the void for a moment, then fell to the ground one after another, and finally froze into eight discrete points.

Ning Fengbo looked at the scattered copper coins and said in surprise: "This is ...... Can't peep?"

"Karma is in the sky, luck is in people. The ancestor of the Ning family quietly picked up the copper coin and re-strung it together.

"Although it is not peepable...... It's also a fate. ”

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Meng Zhi knelt outside the magnificent temple, not daring to raise his head slightly. On the throne of the temple, the man in the white dragon and black sea robe had a expressionless face, his eyes closed, and the tips of his ten fingers slid back and forth on the twenty-eight knuckles.

When he opened his eyes, his eyeballs were pitch black, and his pupils were white. There was endless majesty like the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in his eyes, but at this time, there was a trace of imperceptible waves in this majesty.

"Ning Yan, you are really a good disciple of Benjun. A sneer tugged at his lips, "Although I saw that you were born without cause and effect, I never expected that you would be able to get rid of cause and effect one day." ”

"If one day you can really break through the cycle of life and death, you will no longer care whether you still have a self...... As long as you're well-behaved. ”

He laughed, "Even if it's beyond cause and effect...... There are also lives. ”

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After the two distinct but tacit calculations, the Ning family gave up the search and announced that Ning Yan would be expelled from the clan, and Dongjun also severed the master-apprentice relationship with him.

Ning Yan seemed to have been settled. He didn't have to worry about hunting down anymore, as long as he made sure he lived.

He walked wearily on the deserted snowfield, and the remnant sun tugged at his shadow, as if he was about to disappear in the approaching night.

It's hard to stay alive. He only had a few years left to live, and the Shura behind him were still eating away at his life very slowly but uninterruptedly. His essence and blood were almost burned out, and the blood would be drained, and the anger would dissipate, and the dead air would linger on him.

Suddenly, he felt a cold wind coming, and subconsciously drew his sword and slashed out.

He cut the man's fingers, and the tip of the sword sent out a tiny streak of blood.

Ning Yan smiled bitterly, the person who came was Ye Jinmei's eldest maid Ye Zhuqing, a master of Jindan Eightfold, Ning Yan's talisman was all used on Ning Xiaochen, he couldn't hurt her at all, she would spill that trace of blood, I'm afraid it was just a ceremony for her to sacrifice before she killed.

Ye Zhuqing was condescending, her snake eyes were cold, she pointed at Ning Yan with her cut finger and asked, "Who killed the young lady?"

Ning Yan knew that the answer she wanted most was suicide. He tilted his head back, smiling at the moonlight, pale as snow.

He replied, "It's really me." Then he burst out laughing silently, inexplicably.

Ye Zhuqing looked at him and frowned tightly.

Ye Jinmei had instructed Ye Zhuqing to kill Ning Yan if she died, but at this time, the only hope for Ye Jinmei and Ning Xiaoqiu's resurrection was still on Ning Yan's splendid body.

Her index finger hovered in mid-air, and a drop of cold scarlet blood fell down and landed on the tip of Ning Yan's tongue. Her long hair turned gray in an instant.

Ning Yan smiled, then closed his eyes and fell to the ground weakly and passed out. All the blood vessels in his body were broken, and blood gushed like a spring.

"Whether it's life or death, it's all fate. Ye Zhuqing said lightly. "It's good to do it yourself. ”

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Outside the heavens, the man in white used his clear fingers to play the pitch-black chess piece and played it with his hands.

In front of him, the chessboard suspended out of thin air seemed to be a world, as far as the eye could see. Instead of a square lattice, it is a meandering line that no one can understand.

Countless chess pieces fall vertically and horizontally on that line, black and white.

That's not a chess game, there is no such complicated chess game in the world, it is more like a rule, such as the road is obvious.

"Your Excellency, the last picture of evil has also found its host. The red-haired man in black beside him said with great interest: "The Heavenly Dao destiny is out of order, should we do something?"

A smile tugged at the man in white's lips. It's a small thing, it's small, it's small, even if it's a matter of billions of people shedding blood, billions of people crying, billions of people going crazy, until their souls are gone.

He left the last son, raised his head and looked into the distance, and said softly:

"Everything is like a dream, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such. ......”

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Wherever his gaze was pointing, the pale child was dying, and the blood spread beneath him, like a red lotus in full bloom.