The entire sea of sand is like a breeding ground for monsters, the sand surface is constantly arching and cracking, and countless creatures emerge from it, and in their soul form, most of them take on a white color close to nothingness.

Some of them were like babies, but they dragged their long tails, and as soon as they appeared, they jumped up violently, opened their mouths full of small triangular sharp teeth, and bit off the neck of another creature that had just been drilled, but its body was too small, and after biting several soul creatures in succession, it was trampled into mud by a giant elephant's hooves, and quickly disappeared, while the creature with the hooves of a giant elephant had a lizard-like body, and after stomping the baby with a long tail, it swam away quickly, leaving a series of huge footprints on the sandy ground。

In the sea of qi, the exclamation of the spirit of the Sword Sutra came out: "This ...... This is a dragon elephant...... Shouldn't this life have long since disappeared? Its farriers made of elephant feet are said to be used only by the messengers of the kingdom of God. ”

With the exclamation of the spirit of the Sword Sutra, more and more lives arched in the boundless sand.

Countless monsters were also mixed with several humanoid lives, and they couldn't see the specific faces, but they just swept at high speed, holding weapons, and using human forms to use sword moves to kill on the wasteland.

There were giant corpses in shackles running from afar, petal-like monsters growing on the ground, killing any creatures that came nearby, and three strange birds flying in the sky like vultures, as if trying to escape the war, but another ape-like creature climbed into the void and directly twisted its three heads like twisted flowers.

Inside, the exclamations of the Spirit of the Sword Sutra sounded from time to time, and it introduced these beings one by one, and the words were shocked.

"This seems to be from the ancient Kuafu clan, but the Kuafu clan has already died in that corpse refining battle, and I didn't expect to see it here. ”

"This is the Black Moon Vulture, which likes to peck at people's hearts from behind, and its beak can be made into the sharpest secret weapon. ”

"This ...... Legend has it that it will give birth to a piece of multicolored scales, and if you swallow it, you can instantly bring your realm to a new level......

“......”

If the perspective sweeps across the entire desert, it is a magnificent scene of thousands of miles of land and mountains, and a group of heroes competing for deer.

And in the brief introduction of the Spirit of the Sword Sutra, Ning Changjiu also fell into this melee.

A giant tadpole-like creature swam at high speed, with a soul-like electric light on the edge, it looked very childish, but its mouth full of jagged teeth was enough to tear off the python's neck.

Ning Changjiu pulled out the broken sword at his waist and took out the hard black iron branch, which was the only two things he had on his body to defend himself now.

In the broken sword, Blood Feather Jun protested loudly: "You take it easy, don't break the sword." ”

Ning Chang didn't care about its life or death, and just poured spiritual power into the sword, making it completely outline according to the original outline of the sword.

He used his strength to the side, and after dodging the tadpole's impact, he slammed it down, instantly cutting it in half, and then he used his dexterity to dodge the ambush of an earth dragon, and then went around its back, jumped up, threw his sword and stabbed it, and nailed it to death in the sand.

"I see!" shouted the Spirit of the Sword Sutra, "These are creatures that have died in this desert, and now they are awakened again!"

"Many of the people who are qualified to die here are close relatives of the gods, and they have divine blood flowing in their bodies......" Ning Changjiu also thought of this.

It's no wonder that every life that appears here is so ancient and mysterious, and the reappearance of any of them in the outside world is enough to cause a great shock, if it weren't for the fact that they are dead now, Ning Chang would not have been able to kill them so easily. Those beings must kill any nearby life if they want to continue to exist, but this will also consume their power a lot, and no one knows what kind of evil things still exist in this wasteland.

Ning Chang set up a series of sword domains to block the approach of those creatures.

The "moon" in the sky is moving downward.

This hourglass-like space does not seem to revolve around the center, but rather around the center, so that every time the hourglass is reversed, the whole space travels a certain distance...... Where is it going?

All kinds of doubts were in my mind, because the world was constantly flipping, many of Ning Chang's spells could not be cast in an unstable space.

He had no choice but to constantly move and shift with his body, and from time to time he slashed out a sword.

There are still soul-like beings gushing out of this desert, but they are also dying extremely fast, and the soul light that has been fading in patches is like a beacon fire burning everywhere, and in a short period of time, the weaker creatures in the entire desert have almost been slaughtered.

"I see!"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra shouted loudly again.

"Say!" Ning Chang said bluntly.

The voice of the Spirit of the Sword Sutra was slightly frightened, "I have a memory of the origin......! Well, where I came from. ”

"Where did you come from?" Ning Chang wondered.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra said proudly: "As a humble life like a human being, the memories of birth and infancy are blank, but I am different, even after I am born, I can still recall some things when I was not born, that is, the past when this Sword Sutra was born." ”

Ning Changchang pierced the throat of a giant ape with a sword, twisted the sword, and then jumped up suddenly, grabbed the back of the giant ape's neck, pulled it out, and smashed it into a colony of ants crawling densely like an army.

With a flick of his wrist, he once again filled the gap in the blade with his aura, and withdrew towards the thinner edge of the soul, saving as much strength as possible.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra said: "Do you know how the original, most advanced sword technique was created?"

Ning Chang didn't bother to answer him, he would always say it himself anyway.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while and not being able to wait for an answer, the spirit of the Sword Sutra said to himself: "At that time, the ancestor selected a hundred dead soldiers who had cultivated well, and asked each of them to practice a different sword scripture, and after three years, they were thrown into the barren mountains together, and only one person could survive, and that person's swordsmanship was the most powerful and most conducive to killing." This is the real swordsmanship! Instead of being like now, with all the bells and whistles, flashy, and really not as good as the generation!"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra paused, and said proudly: "Back then, that swordsman killed all the competitors, and every person he killed, there was only one wound, and the swordsmanship used by that person was the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra!"

The spirit of the Sword Sutra wanted to laugh proudly a few times to raise his courage, but he was afraid of disturbing the golden crow who was still sleeping in the Purple Mansion, so he just laughed a few words, and then said: "Now the battle in this desert should also be the strongest one...... Only the strongest can survive to the end!"

Ning Chang said: "This is Gu raising?"

The same can be said. The Spirit of the Sword Sutra nodded, but he always felt that this statement lacked shortcoming.

"So that means someone is manipulating us?" Ning Chang asked.

This statement is somewhat scary.

can induce the god-blood creatures of the desert to entangle and fight endlessly, so how powerful should that person be?

"Headless God?" the Spirit of the Sword Sutra frowned.

Ning Chang couldn't be sure.

According to Madame Bai, the headless god has long since died, and she is a creature derived from some of the god's bones.

But who could have created such a realm that contained the laws of time if it weren't for the headless gods? The moon was constantly descending, expanding in its field of vision.

The fighting in the desert is even more fierce, and the whole world will soon fall into another dimension.

"Uncle Ning, Uncle Ning, that bird seems to be also a red feather falcon, they are all close relatives of the Fire Phoenix family, and when you meet relatives in a foreign country, ...... uncle will leave under his hands" Before the words of Red Feather Jun twittered, Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand, grabbed the neck of the big bird that swooped down, pinched it hard, and then directly stabbed it with a sword, disemboweling it.

Blood Feather Jun thought that this was definitely killing chickens and making an example of chickens, and it immediately shut up.

And the spirits that killed the nearby lives all ran in the direction of the "moon", as if they wanted to be the first to rush over when the moon came to the horizon, like a carp competing for the dragon gate.

This is the instinct of life here, and in a sense, it is also the embodiment of the law.

Ning Chang did not hesitate, and followed the pace of those souls, chasing towards the empty moon.

Then, Ning Chang stopped.

He saw a python-like body arching high in the darkness.

The black python turned its head and looked in its direction.

"Nine Infant ......" Ning Changjiu instantly recognized its identity.

It appeared in front of it again in the desert as a necromancy.

In the dark, such a huge shadow always makes people stunned, and the sword scripture in the body also gasped and scolded: "The soul of the baby is not gone." ”

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......

On the umbrella-like caisson well, the colorful paintings and reliefs are gorgeous and exquisite, and the layers of dougong are precisely extended outward, and those colorful picture scrolls are illuminated by the lights and covered with a layer of glittering luster, deep and beautiful.

Under the caisson is a classical palace.

The furnishings of the palace were not luxurious, and the center seemed empty, and even many stone tablets with inscriptions were erected at an extremely untimely time, and different divine beasts were hanging on the stone tablets.

But compared to the desolation of the whole city, this elegant and solemn temple is particularly striking, like a pearl left by the gods.

A group of people came from outside the palace.

In the crowd, men and women stood in two rows, the men were dressed in pure black, and the women were dressed in pure white skirts, and in the middle of them, a girl in a white dress and black skirt walked into the temple along the crowd.

The girl's upbringing looked very good, she was only sixteen or seventeen, at the moment she lowered her head slightly, her eyebrows were quiet and noble, her steps were not hurried, and she came to a stone door in the center of the main hall, and then she knelt down on the futon in front of the door, and folded her hands.

A man with a blue and white face stepped out of it and recited a scripture.

Then everyone prayed for the girl's blessing.

Today is a big day for Broken City.

When each royal girl reaches adulthood, she must summon a powerful creature from the abyss to defend against the invading mutant demons outside the city.

Their agreed age of majority was seventeen years old.

The girl folded her hands together, and her beautiful face looked calm and confident.

All had high hopes for her.

But in the girl's heart, there was another storm.

"Help......"

"Alas, my mother has asked me to pretend for so many years, I can't pretend anymore......"

"Where did I get any royal blood, I can't summon this god if you drain my blood......

"Woo woo, Keng Meng has abducted them for so many years, and after being exposed today, my mother and I will definitely be hanged together......"

"There are so many people who love me...... Can anyone save me......"

"Why don't you appear to the gods, father, and my daughter will kowtow to you!"