The huge pillar of the gods runs through the heavens and the earth, which is magnificent, and when it collapses, it is also so beautiful, just like in the glass full of lights and shadows, countless lines intertwined with light and dark suddenly keep splitting and expanding, so those pictures that were originally close to perfection also collapsed.

Almost in an instant, the Divine Pillar slowly toppled over and crashed into the second towering pillar.

The impact of the pillar did not make any sound, but the collapse of the picture took up the entire night like an explosion.

At first, Madame Bai thought that she had seen it wrong, but it was not until the divine pillar was tilted to a certain angle that she suddenly woke up, and a heart that had been endowed with divinity suddenly shook, and she shouted: "No!"

The entire kingdom of the gods trembled in her exclamation.

Everything that has been accumulated for several years of painstaking efforts has turned into a distant aurora in the sky in just a few moments.

And the culprit of all this is the damn immortal Ning Changjiu, his glowing pupils for some reason.

And before Madame Bai was about to go crazy, Zhao Xiang'er had seized this moment of opportunity and breathed a sigh of relief, and what moved with her mind was the nine feathers that were nailed to death by bones.

The divine pillar collapsed, the authority was shattered, Madame Bai's personality fell wildly, and the bone nail naturally couldn't trap Jiu Yu, when Madame Bai wanted to directly pinch Zhao Xiang'er's neck in anger, Jiu Yu had already broken free, soared into the air, and turned a sword in the air to sweep the space between Madame Bai and Zhao Xiang'er.

In an instant, Madame Bai's hand bones were broken by her wrist.

Zhao Xiang'er's figure fell, and the nine feathers turned into flying sparrows and swept below to catch her falling figure.

Madame Bai looked at her broken wrist, although she could immediately give birth to an identical one from the white bone, but the moment her hand bone was broken, her heart seemed to fall into an endless abyss.

She trembled and looked at the young man who was still staring at him, and those eyes were so abominable that she wanted to gouge them out and swallow them at once.

But there was also a flash of innate fear in her heart.

This fear was quickly swallowed up by hatred, her wrist flicked, and white fingers were born again, although her personality was constantly declining at the moment, but even if everything was in vain, it was still more than enough to kill Ning Changjiu with her original cultivation of the Long Life Realm!

And at this moment, Ning Changjiu himself didn't know what was going on, he was just awakened by an instinctive force in his body, and then subconsciously opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the divine pillar.

Then his eyes turned golden, and the pillar began to crumble in his gaze.

He kept staring at that scene until Zhao Xiang'er escaped from the clutches and Madame Bai pounced on him with an amazing killing force, he didn't react.

Madame Bai came very quickly, and Ning Chang was seriously injured, and the alarm in her heart had not yet had time to sound, and Madame Bai's claws had already approached her.

Ning Changchang did not have the slightest fear in his heart, at a certain moment, a sword light flashed in the depths of his consciousness, and as soon as the spiritual platform was bright, his hand holding the sword moved with instinct, and he raised his sword and stabbed it in the direction where Madam Bai was.

The sword was so fast and precise that it hit the tip of Madame White's middle finger.

That was the point where the source of danger was the strongest, and Ning Changjiu "saw" it, and then stabbed it.

Then the sword in his hand was held in Madame Bai's backhand, and he twisted it violently, and the toughness of the sword body reached the limit in an instant, and the body of the sword like a twist quickly broke, and Madame Bai's other claw rushed directly towards the heart of his head.

Brush!

Something flashed in front of me.

Madame Bai snorted miserably, and the blood in her eyes spurted out at once.

A fox's paw caught in her eye.

Not far away, in the huge vibration, Ning Xiaoling was also awakened, and finally opened a line

Eye, after witnessing the snow fox's blow, her mind collapsed, her eyes closed, and she fell unconscious again.

The same fox, the same sneak attack, Madame Bai didn't think so much when she was in the first shot, but now she was so angry that she almost wanted to go crazy, and a gap was created in the short-term blindness, and the nine feathers that were already skimming the sky had arrived in an instant, and Zhao Xiang'er held an umbrella sword and wiped it around her neck.

Madame Bai still has instinctive defenses in her madness, and although her bone armor is constantly fading, it still has excellent hardness.

She dodged the sword very quickly, and the blind pupil injury also healed quickly, and in a flash, Zhao Xiang'er held the umbrella sword in one hand and Jiuyu in the other, full of murderous intent and burning with anger, and the two swords thundered.

Madame Bai's realm at this moment is still much higher than Zhao Xiang'er, but her offensive is too fierce and too fierce, Madame Bai's already somewhat crazy thinking is even more pressed by the round of sword qi and can't think, she can only rely on intuition to resist, and then the white bone scale armor on her arms was overturned and smashed, her tailbone was also broken, she was about to go crazy, and Zhao Xiang'er was also crazy, each sword was full of strength, like a desperate sound.

If it weren't for Madame Bai's rapid repair of her body with white bones all over the ground, she would have been cut to pieces at this moment.

And Zhao Xiang'er's vigor also came to an end, she forced Madame Bai all the way to the bank of the Yellow Spring, and finally the umbrella sword and Jiuyu crossed a touch, like a painting of the word "乂".

That is one of Zhao Zi's strokes, and it is also her most heart-to-heart sharp sword.

Madame Bai urged her spiritual power to resist with her arms, but her arms and cuirass were still smashed, and two extremely deep cracks were instantly revealed.

Zhao Xiang'er stood with her twin swords, her body shook, supported by an umbrella sword, knelt on one knee, touched her hot cheeks, and the anger in her heart still could not be calmed.

She didn't go after Madame Bai, not because she didn't want to kill them all, but because she was also exhausted.

Since she had killed three Longevity Realm Bone Demons in a row before, and then fought with Madame Bai, her body had been extremely injured, and the fierce counterattack that had almost returned to the light was the last limit of her power.

She put away the nine feathers, supported her body with a sword in one hand, grabbed the torn clothes on her chest with the other, and turned to look at Ning Changjiu.

On the other side, Madame Bai also slowly crawled out of the ruins, she was covered in injuries, she looked even worse than Zhao Xiang'er, the backlash of the authority of the Hades Monarch was extremely serious, directly hurting the roots, not only did her realm that she had so hard to recover almost go down the drain, but also almost lost the power to control this drunken capital.

She also looked at Ning Changjiu, her face full of confusion and anger: "You...... What exactly did you do?"

Ning Chang slowly stood up, the gold in his eyes was gone, and after standing up slowly, he walked to Ning Xiaoling's side, helped her up, and crossed into the little aura left in the sea of qi.

Fang Cai's few swords had almost exhausted all of his refined spiritual power in the Heavenly Cave Peak.

He exhaled slowly, regulating the breath in his body, and did not answer Madame Bai's question.

The last pillar crashed into the Nai He Bridge, smashing the entire long bridge abruptly, and then smashed into the Yellow Spring, stirring up a monstrous wave and disappearing.

Madame Bai looked at the vanished pillar, and her thoughts were lost, she pulled herself out of the great sense of loss, and replayed the scene in her mind like a nightmare.

Golden pupils, chaotic images, disordered mythological logic, collapsed pillars.

"Original...... So. ”

After a long time, the white lady slowly spoke.

She finally understood: "It turns out that the history depicted in the first copper painting was wrong. ”

The facts of history are wrong, and the logic of mythology is naturally distorted, so that pillar seems to be magnificent, but in fact it is huge

Leak.

But that loophole doesn't collapse on its own for no apparent reason.

Vulnerabilities need to be "exposed".

As long as the lies that no one sees through are satisfactory enough and the logic can be self-consistent, they will be infinitely close to the truth.

But the difference this time was that Ning Changjiu opened his eyes and looked at it seriously.

So the loophole could not deceive itself, and a great chaos began.

It's just that how can Ning Changchang see through the loopholes in the copper painting?

Of these five bronze paintings, the next four are all real facts that she has personally experienced, and only the first one is a possibility that she painted after countless speculations.

She was born from a broken corpse in an abyss, and she had measured the aging of her bones, from which she deduced the time of death of the bones in the abyss.

About four hundred to five hundred years ago.

Then she looked through countless historical materials, searched through all the historical facts and legends she could find about 400 to 500 years ago, and finally determined that the only one who could kill a god of that level was the catastrophe 500 years ago.

Mythological logic doesn't need to be really rigorous, but it needs to be based on error.

And now, in Ning Chang's gaze, the logic of the myth has collapsed, and the occurrence of all this shows two answers, one is that the foundation of the bronze painting is wrong! The god did not die in the catastrophe five hundred years ago.

The second is that, in a sense, the young man in white is a "witness", and he has either seen the real account of the death of the god in someone or a book, or he has directly witnessed everything that happened, otherwise the logic of mythology will not be able to determine that he has been recognized.

But how old is this young man? How can he know about the top-secret past of four or five hundred years ago?

Madame Bai, who had figured out everything and couldn't understand everything, was overwhelmed by great surprise and sadness.

She looked at the three people on the other side of the Yellow Spring, and also did not speak, because with her current physical condition, she was not sure to kill them.

And the three of Ning Changjiu are also at the end of the crossbow.

The most important thing is that at this moment, the perfect red moon has risen to the very center of Linhe City, illuminating the yellow spring in crimson.

The Divine Pillar collapsed, and the possibility of this capital becoming the kingdom of God no longer exists, but the red moon has been completed, and this city has still become the real Netherworld, but now the authority of this Netherworld City is scattered and no longer under anyone's control.

Madame Bai and Ning Chang looked at the yellow spring boiling under the red moon and were silent for a long time.

Then Madame White turned and walked away, and walked into the half-dead city.

Ning Chang sighed: "Let's go too." ”

Zhao Xiang'er gritted her teeth and said unhappily: "Why?"

Although she asked such a question, in fact, she knew very well in her heart that neither they nor Madame Bai were sure of killing each other, and the red moon was at the head, the time had come, and the time had come, and the drunkenness had already taken shape, and their current realm was not even enough to cross this yellow spring, which had symbolized death.

So at this moment, they can only recuperate their injuries, wait for their strength to return to their peak, and then cross the Yellow Springs to fight to the death.

That moment may be before dawn, or it may be even longer.

Zhao Xiang'er hung her head and didn't say anything more, she grabbed the clothes on her chest, let go of the hand holding the sword, and quietly picked down a few strands of green silk to cover her left spirit.

Then she held her sword again, but she didn't take two steps, but her knees weakened, and she fell half-kneeling on the ground, so she had to use her sword to support her again.

Her petite body trembled slightly, and the knuckles of the hilt of her sword had turned a little white, but she insisted on not saying a word.

Ning Changjiu had already walked in front of her, half-squatted down, he gently held her shoulder, but his tired and weak words were filled with incomparable calm and firmness: "I carry you." ”