The night was like ink, stirred by the wind and swept across the land, from chaos to desolation.

Si ordered to be quietly imprisoned in the torture rack, like a white bird that could not spread its wings.

The murderous intent and coldness in her eyes faded, and the strands of hair brushing on her cheeks made people want to touch and hold them behind her ears.

This fragility is exuded from the inside out, and it looks like a noble woman who has fallen into the dust of the enemy country after the country is ruined, with the same eyebrows and a lonely temperament.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and stretched it out in front of Si Ming's eyes.

Ye Ye sat on Blood Feather Jun's back and smiled sincerely.

Blood Feather Jun remembered the embarrassment of that night, and wanted to say a few cruel words to Si Ming, but now that the atmosphere was a little serious, it didn't say anything.

"You take me out of here first. Si Ming looked at the crowded city below, closed his eyes slightly, and bit his lip lightly: "Change places......"

"No, I can't. Ning Chang shook his head and said.

"Don't you think I'm not ashamed enough?" said Si Ming weakly.

Ning Jiu was not moved by her softness and fragility, he said calmly: "Swear first, sign the spirit contract, and then I will let you down." ”

A wisp of ice reappeared in Si Ming's eyes, but it quickly faded.

"Good. After a moment of silence, Si Ming nodded slightly.

The crowd in Broken City tilted their heads and watched the movements happening there, all the things that had happened before were exciting, this scene was as if the heinous evil officials had finally been captured by the government, and sent to the execution ground after the autumn, and endured a thousand knives in front of everyone's eyes, and the surging public resentment turned into a frenzy of joy, they were happy for what happened to the tortured, and they also cheered for the ferocity of the executioner.

It's just that after the crowd has reached its peak, it has gradually quieted down.

They found that the punishment seemed to be over, and the men actually chatted with each other.

Because of the darkness of the night, they couldn't see what was going on there, but they only saw the white clothes against the white dresses, the white clothes seemed to threaten, and the white dresses seemed to compromise, and they looked like a bit of a male thief and a female prostitute.

In their perspective, it was the female sword fairy in the red dress who stepped on the sword for the heavens, severely punishing and admonishing the demon girl, and this young man who was entangled with a feather shadow flew around in the air, playing and making trouble, affecting their line of sight, not to mention, and finally went up with the sword, preventing the red-dressed heroine from continuing to whip.

What is this?

Could it be that the spirit and life of this half of the city can be repaid with a few whips?

There were already voices of conversation in the crowd, filled with righteous indignation.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu naturally didn't pay attention to these grievances, he also wanted to kill Si Ming, but she hid the last hope of defeating the Sin King.

"Let's get started. Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand.

He took Si Ming's black sword, and used his authority and spiritual power to forcibly pry open the nail of judgment in Si Ming's left hand.

He didn't care.

Si Ming's left hand, which had been nailed for six days, was finally freed.

Her arm hung limply, and there was a bloody hole left by a nail in her wrist, but there was no blood coming out, and it looked like a piercing in white porcelain.

In order to prevent her from slipping off the torture rack, Shao Xiaoli also wrapped her body several times with a red rope, so that her body and the cross were tightly tied together, and the rope passed around the clothes under her chest, and a pair of jade peaks looked taller.

Si Ming didn't struggle anymore.

She limbly stretched out her hand, fingers together.

"Do it yourself. Ning Changchang said.

Naturally, it is a spiritual thing.

Si Ming snorted lightly, she was of course the most familiar with the ritual of summoning spirits, and similarly, if she became a spirit, she would also be the strongest spirit in the history of Broken Boundary City.

Thinking that he was both a messenger and a spirit, Si Ming couldn't help but evoke a faint smile that was fleeting.

"Soul on the Nine Universes, the soul returns to the Nine Abysses, the spiritual contract is concluded, and it will be unswerving until death...... Si Ming slowly spoke, and in his cold voice, the voice was long and undulating water waves, singing faintly.

The palms of the two were close to each other, and the white light lit up from the palms of the two of them, like a moon made of their hands, and the two couldn't hold it, so the moonlight slipped out between their fingers.

With Si Ming's low chanting, an invisible thread grew in each of their bodies, which was their spiritual power.

The two spiritual powers are entangled, just like a white snake in a relationship.

"What are you doing?!" Suddenly, Ye Jie smiled and asked sharply.

Ning Changjiu also opened his eyes, and the pupils that looked at Si Ming erupted with anger.

Si Ming smiled faintly.

This is a spiritual contract designed by her own person, and the Lord and the spirit in the spiritual contract are inadvertently reversed.

Previously, when Ning Chang used the authority of fate to make Shao Xiaoli cut out that sword, and then caused the black snake to swallow it head and tail by itself, she had actually guessed that Ye Ye had become his spirit.

Although many of the things that came out after that were beyond her expectations, they really almost shattered her Dao heart. But she has been a priest for a thousand years, how can she give in because of a touch of the shadow of the Dao heart and a few words?

She had been waiting for that moment.

She finally caught it.

Si Ming raised his head, wanting to see the panic and horror in Ning Chang's pupils.

But she only saw a pool of cold water in late autumn, cold and clear, and her pale and weak face was faintly reflected in the water.

Is this pretending to be calm, or is it ...... All this is still expected by him?

Ning Changjiu was indeed prepared.

The process of establishing a spiritual deed is the intersection of the spirit and consciousness of both parties.

And as long as there is a slight difference, he can make the spirit of the Sword Sutra cut off his spirit immediately.

But now, he has already cultivated the Shura Divine Record, and his spiritual power is far stronger than in the past.

Si Ming didn't know this, and she, like the original night except, would never believe that anyone could cultivate the Shura Divine Record in one month.

But Ning Changjiu is an exception, and the strength of his mental power now, where can it be compared to the tortured Si Ming?

In Si Ming's divine sense observation, Ning Changjiu's spiritual thread, which was originally the same thickness as himself and entangled with each other, suddenly became several times thicker, as if it had suddenly changed from a slender snake to a dragon that had vacated the sea.

A strong sense of oppression passed through her mind, and she let out a low moan, leaning forward, her clenched red lips dripping blood.

Today's scene is like a bandit who has endured for many years and has practiced peerless swordsmanship taking the opportunity to rob the chivalrous girl who injured him back then. He tied up the chivalrous girl, thinking that the other party could not use a wonderful sword move, and he could do whatever he wanted, but when he saw the other party smile contemptuously, the red dot in the center of his eyebrows shot out with a flying sword, and stabbed the bandit into a honeycomb with a few brushes.

It turns out that after all these years of hard practice, the other party has already begun to cultivate immortals!

Si Ming's mood now is comparable to that of the bandits in the pool of blood.

She finally hid for so long, thinking that she was going to lie down and try the courage to turn things around, but she was forcibly suppressed by the means of reducing ten guilds with one force, and it was difficult for the spirit contract to enter.

What's even more terrifying is that Ning Jiujiu's spiritual power also took the opportunity to invade her divine consciousness, and that spiritual power is like a torrent, and her current divine consciousness is just a village made of earth and wood houses, which will be razed to the ground at any time.

"I'll give you a chance to be a man, but you just want to be a puppet without spirit?" Ning Chang said expressionlessly, and the spiritual torrent rushed into Si Ming's divine consciousness.

Si Ming was like a white bird shot by an arrow, her neck was raised, and she screamed miserably, her last murderous intent was crushed, and there were hundreds of ants crawling and biting in her brain, and she seemed to be about to become an unconscious porcelain figure or a self-depraved doll at any time.

"Wait! Wait a minute!" Si Ming didn't want to become an idiot, she held Ning Changchang's hand and suddenly forced, her five fingers interlocked, and the green tendons burst out, like a small snake, and her slender little arms kept trembling.

Ning Chang looked at her coldly and said, "You don't want to live yourself, and I can't help it." ”

Si Ming's voice was a little hoarse, her body trembling and spasming, clinging to the cross, her already straight legs stretched even straighter.

Si Ming felt as if her brain was about to be torn apart, and the spirit contract she had carefully prepared was even more rushed by the other party, and it was unwritten, she kept gasping, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hissed and begged for mercy: "Spare me...... Put...... Come by me......"

Ning Changjiu slowed down his strength slightly, stared at her coldly, and asked, "Now you know it's wrong?"

This kind of condescending questioning made her extremely uncomfortable, but at the moment she didn't care about anything: "Know...... Got it......"

The severe pain subsided for a while, and Si Ming finally got a little respite, and she said in a very soft voice: "If you turn me into a puppet, the authority of time will be greatly reduced, ...... You'll regret it. ”

Ning Changjiu sneered: "You still dare to threaten me?"

"Ahh

"I was wrong! I promised everything...... Anything...... Ah!" Si Ming was already speechless.

Ning Chang said: "Then what should you call me?"

In the severe pain, Si Ming couldn't think about it, but he still subconsciously said: "Lord...... The hosts!"

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly, and then slowly let go of his hand.

Si Ming's body relaxed suddenly, and she was like a fawn bitten by a tiger on the neck, and when she was about to die, the tiger finally removed its fangs.

The aftertaste of pain still dazzled her.

This kind of mental slashing is many times more painful than the whipping and whipping on Shao Xiaoli's body.

And her spirit was originally difficult to be invaded, this time it was when the spirit was knotted, she personally pasted it, but it was a pity that the road was one foot high and the demon was one foot high, and her spiritual power was crushed by the other party, and the open door of the spiritual world was also taken advantage of.

She collapsed, leaning weakly on the torture rack, her cold skin was damp with sweat, and the coldness made her shiver every time the night breeze passed.

Her hair was sticking to her cheeks, her frosty eyes were bloodshot, and the chill poured out from her mouth.

Ning Chang said: "I'm shouting again." ”

At this moment, unlike Fang Cai, she was now conscious and could feel everyone's gaze.

Ye Ye's smile, Shao Xiaoli's disdain, the joy of the ugly chicken, and Ning Chang's coldness.

Si Ming lowered his head weakly and said softly, "Master." ”

Ning Chang looked at her eyes and confirmed that her heart had been exhausted at the moment, before grabbing her hand again: "Let's start, if you want to play any tricks again this time, I can't let you go." ”

Ning Changjiu may now directly refine her into his own puppet, but as Si Ming said, her authority may be greatly reduced with the loss of her divinity.

Si Ming didn't resist any more.

It was her weakest moment in seven hundred years.

Ye Except looked at her like this, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just as the spiritual pact was about to be concluded in earnest, a voice suddenly sounded:

"The tiger falls in Pingyang, the dragon leaves the water, the priest of the kingdom of God, is that just like that?"

The sound came from the crow on the golden cross.

No one had noticed it before.

And it was just pecking at Si Ming's divinity, not showing any of its spiritual side, and at this moment, when all the dust was about to fall, this black-feathered crow suddenly spoke.

Ning Chang looked at it, his eyes were like torches, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

The black feather crow quacked and said, "The dignified priest, willing to be a slave and a servant, is really ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous......"

It repeats the last syllable, and the timbre is sharp and unpleasant.

"Shut up!" Si Mingqing sighed, and the heart-piercing pain came to his mind again.

Ning Changchang grabbed her hand and said, "Qi Ling!

Between the words, he even directly took out his sword and broke the nail in Si Ming's right hand.

But it was too late.

The ravens on the golden cross looked behind them.

Ye Ye sighed and looked back, knowing that it was too late.

Midnight has not yet come, but the Sin King has come first.

He broke free from the absolute flow of time, descended from the sky, and came to them.

The Sin King was still wearing the extremely black robe, and on the right side of the robe, there was a huge opening, and the entire arm, along with the shoulders and half of the body, disappeared, and at the edge of the robe, there was faint fire flowing and burning.

It was the wound that Ye Jie had left on him with all his might.

Limited by this world, even the Sin King could not recover such a serious injury in a short period of time.

He didn't look at the culprit of his injury, but looked at Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu also quietly watched the Sin King.

"It turned out to be you. The Sin King said suddenly.

Ning Changchang asked, "Who am I?"

The Sin King didn't answer directly, but said, "Shouldn't your soul have been thrown into the endless reincarnation of the Eternal Realm a long time ago?

He could hear the real confusion in the words of the sinner.

The Lord of God is mysterious and powerful, and every word he says will appear to be a little inferior, and only for things that really exist in the unknown can he be confused.

The Eternal Realm is the kingdom of the Lord of God, the Thunder Prison.

How powerful would it be to snatch souls from the Lord of God's kingdom?

That person should be the same person who slew the lord of this kingdom of God.

It is impossible for this world to have the power to surpass the Lord of the Kingdom of God, and the Outer Heavenly Demons are only legendary things, which have been extinct for thousands of years, and even these ancient gods have never seen them.

Who the hell is that man?

The Sin Monarch looked at Ning Chang, and the mist in his black robe was surging, slowly filling the gap.

The confrontation was extremely short, and Ning Chang would never watch the Sin Monarch slowly recover from his injuries.

Ning didn't have time to form a spirit with Si Ming for a long time, and after he whispered "north" to Shao Xiaoli, he held the black sword in his hand and pounced directly on the location of the sin king.

"Blasphemous, capital offense. ”

The sinner quietly pronounced the sentence on the white-clothed young man before he moved.

His speed was several times faster than Ning Changjiu's.

At the same time, a flash of lightning swept through the sky, illuminating the entire city, and then a thunderclap resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The people of Broken City had never seen lightning or heard thunder.

And that's not really thunder and lightning.

This is divine punishment.

The Sin King reached out and grabbed the lightning bolt that stretched across the sky.

The bright electric light was held in his surviving left hand, and the slightest electric current rushed in the palm of his hand, spitting thunder and debris.

It was his blade of judgment.

At the same time, the rest of the thunder and lightning fell in the direction of Ning Chang, which was the judgment of Ning Changjiu, and it would keep chasing and killing the judged, and it would not stop dying.

......

Si Ming's pupils were illuminated by lightning.

The Nail of Judgment was pulled out of her body, and it was her night at this moment, so the whole night was like a tide, returning to her body with spiritual power and realm.

At the moment when the thunder fell, her hands were merged with difficulty, her open thumb and index finger clasped together, and between her hands, a prismatic space was formed.

"Reflux. Si Ming shouted weakly.

After a few days, she was finally able to exercise her authority again.

But nothing goes back.

Sin Jun gave her a bland look.

Si Ming's spiritual power is too low now, and even his authority is as fragile as porcelain, and it will shatter at the touch of a button.

Ning Jiujiu didn't do anything superfluous, he drew his sword directly at the thunder and lightning that was chopping, and the sword light cut through the electric light, and the thunder dust splashed into a circle, slashing towards the guilty king.

The Sin King held the sword of thunder and lightning, and his movements looked very slow, even like a fluttering feather, but every time he swung the sword, a string of bright thunder shadows would be dragged out.

Fast and slow, moving and still, as if they are only in a thought.

The thunder of the wheel was shattered and turned into stars.

Dianguang chased after his back, Ning Changjiu held the black sword, made a negative sword style, and used the sword body and sword qi to flick away part of the power of judgment, he stretched out his other hand, took the ordinary long sword handed by Shao Xiaoli, and continued to charge up and slash towards the sinner.

Ordinary swords naturally couldn't last long, and in a short period of time, the sword was torn to pieces of copper and iron, along with the sword fire on it.

Ding, ding, ding-

Ning Changjiu once again held the black sword and collided with the Sword of Thunder and Lightning.

Shura Shenlu launched wildly, pushing his physical and mental power to the extreme that this world could tolerate.

If he is in the outside world, he will directly break through the bottleneck of the long-life realm and enter the Purple Court.

In terms of the strength of his spiritual power alone, he is not much inferior to the Sin King at this moment.

The clashing of swords resounded in the sky above Broken City, like the sound of death from the dead.

The thunderbolts of judgment are still like undying killers, chasing them from their own sides and backs, and Ning Chang used the authority of fate to lure them to the cross, the black snake or other buildings, but this is only a delaying tactic, if the object of judgment is not killed, the power of judgment will never disappear.

Ning Changjiu seemed to have returned to the long street of the rainy night at that time, he was still the same sword, there were no superfluous movements, he only followed the simplest route, but the sharp edge was enough to cut gold and jade.

But the sword of the Sin King was not inferior to him in any way.

After a few breaths of confrontation, the thunder filled the sky, and Ning Changjiu's sword shadow was swallowed up and pressed back.

Boom –

A flash of lightning from Ning's long side only hit him in the ribs.

The thunder and lightning exploded on his body, burning with pain, and his extremely powerful Shura body was also burned with black marks.

Ning Chang's sword was slightly sluggish, half a minute slower.

The Sin King cut into his void, and the thunder light that had accumulated in the sky was like a pool of water, and it was violently pressed down.

Ning Chang was forced to block with a horizontal sword, but the sword domain was shattered before it could be condensed, and his figure was struck by a huge thunderbolt and smashed down like a meteorite.

The crowd on the ground had long since dispersed.

Ning Chang was smashed into a house, and the smoke and dust around him were immediately illuminated by electric light, and the particles were distinct.

Ning Changjiu gritted his teeth and got up, and briefly hit a few entangled thunderbolts with his black sword, but he was pushed by the rest and knocked out of the broken house.

And at this moment, Shao Xiaoli looked anxiously in the direction where Ning Changjiu was, she carried Si Ming on her back, covered the golden cross with a red rope, carried her on her back and slid down quickly, and jumped to the ground with the body of the black snake below as a buffer.

Si Ming snorted, slowly accumulating strength, and did not struggle much.

And Blood Feather Jun also took advantage of the gap in their battle to escape madly with the night on his back, and he could escape as far as he could.

Ning Changjiu's white clothes were scorched, his arms were exposed, and the muscles that burst out were not exaggerated, but they were red and powerful under the light of lightning.

Holding the pitch-black long sword, he looked at Shao Xiaoli who was running towards him, and shouted, "Retreat!"

Shao Xiaoli was slightly stunned, and out of trust, his steps retreated.

The next moment, in the midst of them, a sword made of thunder and lightning fell from the sky and smashed into the ground.

The figure of the Sin King is outlined from behind the sword.

He stood with one hand on his sword, facing Ning Changjiu, with his back to Shao Xiaoli, his black robe fluttering, and it was pitch black under the brim of his long beak, and his eyes that were as indifferent as heaven were hidden in the darkness.

Ning looked at him for a long time and felt a sense of invincibility.

The Sinners are much more powerful than they thought.

Even if he got his fate, got the Shura Divine Record, and fought against him in his heyday, he still couldn't defeat the injured sinner.

The Sinner looked back.

At that moment, Shao Xiaoli felt that she couldn't breathe, an invisible fist hit her lower abdomen, her body arched, slid backwards violently, and hit a huge stone pillar, the Si Ming on her back snorted in pain, and tried her best to use her spiritual power to dissolve.

"Prisoner. The Sin King said a word.

The original golden cross suddenly melted away, turned into ten thousand points of golden light, and fell like rain, it was like an upside-down manju sawa, the golden wisps of golden, rolled up petals, as it symbolized, turned into a golden prison, from which it could not break free.

Shao Xiaoli and Si Ming were trapped inside, and the black crow rested on the cage, quacking strangely, like a cold jailer.

It's not just a puppet that knows how to command.

Previously, it was fortunate that Ning Changjiu and Si Ming had not really formed a spiritual contract, otherwise at a critical moment, this black crow would have infiltrated and deprived the two of them of their spiritual wisdom together.

Ning Changjiu was powerless to help them at the moment.

He must lead away the sinful king.

For the rest of the things in the city, he could only hope that Shao Xiaoli could break through the cage.

I don't know if this girl can be relied on......

Ning Chang's figure flickered, his aura surged, and his white clothes walked close to the ground, fleeing in the direction of the outside of the city.

Although he had prepared several small flying arrays outside, the power of judgment was chasing after him, and he didn't even have time to draw formations at the moment.

The Sin King stretched out his hand and drew a perfect circle in front of him.

When the circle was finished, the darkness at the open city gate condensed infinitely, like a barrier to prevent Ning Changjiu from escaping first.

Then, the Sin King's body moved rapidly, dragging the sword of thunder and lightning to catch up in an instant.

The clanging sound was like a rapid beating in the middle of the night.

Ning Changjiu's white clothes were scorched by lightning and dyed with a lot of scorched black.

As he approached the gate of the city, the figure of the Sin King suddenly stopped slightly.

The sword of thunder and lightning in his hand instantly became several times longer.

At the same time, the side of his black robe also hissed, which was the whole world's reaction against the Sin King when the laws of the world were broken.

In Ning Changjiu's eyes, the sword was magnified exponentially, and when it was close to him, he didn't know how to take it at all, so he could only resist with Shura's physique.

The sword qi slammed into Ning Changjiu's body.

Like a cannon, he smashed into the darkness in the middle of the city gate.

As he crashed into the darkness, his falling figure slowed down—the darkness was as thick as a swamp.

It's also a prison.

"The ...... you can't win"

In Ning Chang's mind, a frustrated thought suddenly flashed.

The Sin King is too powerful, where does he have half a chance?

That's the Lord of God's kingdom......

Tired......

Despair is like a patch of bats, flying over the sea of knowledge, covering the sky and the sun.

"Wake up, don't fall into the trap of the guilty king!"

In his body, the spirit of the Sword Sutra suddenly shouted: "You can die if you want to, don't take my life together!"

Ning Chang's mind flickered slightly.

"Ning Changjiu, don't you understand? How can there be any supreme law in this world? Some are just the power to crush everything, outside, the Sin King has such a power, he can crush you to death like an ant, but here is different, everything he uses now is his limit!"

His laws are not unbreakable, and judgment is by no means truly immortal. ”

"It can be annihilated, it can be erased, as long as you can have power equal to or superior to it!"

"Wake up!"

In the heart lake, the words of the spirit of the Sword Sutra stirred up a raging tide.

Ning's spiritual power, which had been eroded by darkness for a long time, was cleared.

In his pupils, the golden light was like a storm of dust raised.

In the Purple Mansion, the golden crow had long coveted such darkness, but his spirit was disturbed by the Sin Monarch before, and he didn't even notice it.

Standing in front of the dark curtain of the city gates, the Sin King wants to send the sword of thunder and lightning in, completely dissolve his power, and then peel the truth of the past events from him thousands of years ago.

But the next moment, a bright golden light split into the thick darkness.

The black night was torn apart.

Ning Chang's black sword burned with golden flames, like a blade of hair, piercing the entire dark night and slashing out.

......

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