Ning Changjiu loosened the placket of her clothes, and with the other hand, he skillfully picked up the belt of her black robe, the robe was slightly loose, and the action of Si Ming sucking the dead branches was slightly stiff, the corners of her mouth were covered with a very shallow arc, and the delicate eyelashes covered them, covering the look in her pupils.

"On that night in Snow Gorge, I never thought I would be today. Si Ming's lips tilted slightly, and he suddenly smiled.

Ning Changjiu originally thought that Si ordered him to get off the torture rack, and when he saw him again, he would directly turn his face and get angry, and use all means to kill himself first.

But at this moment, she seems to be very concerned about the overall situation, instead of being angry, she has a cold smile, and there seems to be a faint mist between her eyebrows, and she can't see the slightest killing intent.

Ning Chang said calmly: "No matter what old grudges we have before, it's best to let go of them first, and after tonight, we can settle them one by one." ”

Si Ming said indifferently: "You have the confidence to defeat the Sinner?"

Ning Chang said: "No." ”

Si Ming said: "Then what next?"

Ning Chang said: "Be my spirit, I ......"

Ning Changjiu's words suddenly shocked, and he happened to untie Si Ming's front placket.

The belt hangs down, and the skirt spreads.

Si Ming looked at him with a smile.

Ning Chang saw a piece of snow that was as delicate as fat, smooth as jade, the snow was narrow and flat below, and there were bulging snow peaks above, the snow peaks were high and cold and arrogant, not stained with dust, and the peaks had red plum blossoms, trembling in the cold wind and snow, and were ashamed to wait for Jie. And below the snow, there are two straight and lonely mountain roads, between the mountain roads are white and flawless, implying rift valleys, the rift valleys seem to hide the peerless crimson ice lotus, the slightly folded petals are lightly closed, hidden in the pure white and slightly rumbling snow hills, there seems to be a quiet winding path that no one has set foot in, can contain pearls and spit jade, waterfalls and flowing springs.

The smoke and dust of the silent room seemed to shine into the dissolving moon shadow.

Si Ming's reddish lips curled slightly, like a new moon in the treetops.

This picture is extremely beautiful, and the halo shines brightly, but the blood marks on it are like cracks, and the scars are difficult to hide, and the snow peaks are dyed like plum blossoms.

Ning was silent for a long time, he didn't know why he saw this scene, but his face did not fluctuate obviously, and he was extremely cold,

He thought to himself that if he had any unusual emotions at the moment, then he would not only be sorry for Lu marrying Zhao Xiang'er, but he would also add a shadow when facing Si Ming in the future, and he prided himself on being a righteous man and a gentleman with a clear heart, so his expression must be calm and natural, in line with his identity, and he must not show any throbbing in his heart.

Si Ming's lips leaned, sucking on the dead branches like a jade flute. In the past, she hated others to see her body the most, but after six days of torture and the rain of the long whip, her state of mind also changed silently, and she only found it interesting for what was happening in front of her, and she could faintly feel that if she could not die under the hands of the Sinner, then she would truly enter a new Dao realm in the future.

The two of them had a lot of thoughts in their hearts.

Everything happened in a short time, and the fusion of pictures and thoughts was only a blink of an eye.

Ning Changjiu said calmly: "Didn't you like to wear several clothes in the past?

As he spoke, he put his hand over her wound and healed her.

Si Ming smiled and said, "Why didn't you think about healing me when the long whip fell in the past?"

Ning Changjiu didn't want to talk nonsense, and continued: "After we heal from our injuries, we will immediately form a spirit, if we delay any longer, we really have no chance." ”

But Si Ming became a little angry: "Is there any benefit in being your spirit?"

Ning Chang said: "There is no benefit, this is no other choice." ”

Si Ming didn't answer directly, she handed back the dead branch, thanked her softly, watched her injuries gradually heal, and regained her perfect body, and asked, "Have you ever seen someone more beautiful than me?"

Ning Chang said: "I've seen it." ”

No matter how Si Ming's mood changes, she has almost pathological confidence in her appearance and figure, she believes that Ning Changjiu is just deliberately angry with herself, except for the woman who she has forgotten her appearance and killed the god master, who in the world can fight with herself?

Si Ming's bloody mouth quickly scarred, and the wound healed.

At the same time, she also stretched out her hand and activated her authority, using the power of time to envelop Ning Changjiu, speeding up the flow rate, and the injuries on Ning Changchang's body were visibly healed.

Because her authority can only be used once in a short period of time, it is the most time-saving way for him to heal his wounds, and to use authority for him himself.

Ning Chang's fingers were like geese returning from the twilight snow, leaving the snow, and the overlapping robes were like closed night curtains, covering the snow scene.

Si Ming retightened her belt, and she stood up against the earthen wall, tucked her silver hair behind the snow neck, and then found a random sun-dried flexible weed and tied her hair tightly.

She has slender jade legs and a tall figure, and after standing up straight at the moment, she is even taller than Ning Changjiu, who looks like a teenager.

Ning Chang looked at her expressionlessly and stretched out his hand: "Lingqi, let's start." ”

Si Ming lamented: "It's too late. ”

The thunder broke through the air, the lightning flashed, the roof of the house was lifted in an instant, and the straw was also ignited by the thunder and lightning in an instant, and the ground spread into a huge fire.

The figures of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming turned black and white, and they instantly rushed out of the house that was about to be destroyed.

In the firelight, the pure black figure of the Sin King was reflected.

The endless black feathers turned into patches of blood crows, weaving through noisily, and pounced densely on the two fleeing figures.

The lightning spear had turned into a scythe, and the lightning distorted and swept into an arc of thunder, destroying the long-abandoned houses nearby.

The thunder and lightning qi invaded the back of Ning Chang's neck.

He used the power of Shura, and swept side by side with Si Ming, and when he approached a giant tree, his figure paused slightly, stretched out his hand, chiseled through the giant tree, and drew a sword from it.

The moon-like sword light lit up instantly, colliding with the thunder arc, each shattering, and Si Ming used the authority of time to wrap the figures of the two at the same time.

They shuttled between the layers of time realms, the aura of collapse came from behind them, the surrounding wasteland scene retreated rapidly, the oncoming yin wind became more and more cold and cold, he glanced at the woman beside him, a cloak-like black robe, Si Ming put his hands at his side, like a fish scurrying in water, and the oncoming wind poured into the robe.

In the past, the patriarch of that tribe had told him that the further he went into the depths of the wasteland, the faster time flowed.

At this moment, he could still clearly feel the abnormality of the nearby scenery.

And the Sin Monarch also shuttled through the time realm like a small world, and in an instant, thousands of miles, wrapped in bright electric light, chased behind him.

The first to fight back was Si Ming.

She used her authority to wrap herself in and adjust the time she was in to before a breath.

She is intertwined with the figure of the Sinner.

A breath ago, she happened to be behind the sin monarch at this moment.

The black sword slashed at the Sinner's shoulder.

Ning Changjiu also stopped, and formed a front and back attack with Si Ming, to help her delay the attack of the Sinner.

The Sin Monarch has a powerful "Xuan Armor", and Si Ming also has a supreme divine sword, so he can't break through the Sin King's defenses, but Si Ming may be able to.

After all, it has been proven for hundreds of years that the Sin King is not truly inharmable.

It's just that Ning Changchang's sword is no more than a three-foot-long mortal, and the thunder and lightning that symbolizes the law of the Sin Monarch are ten feet long, and it is difficult for him to get close to the Sin King's body.

Ning Chang's body rose from the ground with the sword qi and turned into a surging white wave.

This is the white rainbow through the Japanese style.

Ning didn't want to hurt the sinner for a long time, he only hoped that he could delay his figure for a while.

His sword did the trick, too.

The Sin King was slightly distracted for a moment, and Si Ming's sword slashed into his shoulder, slightly dented.

Si Ming felt that the body of the Sin King did not seem to be real flesh and blood, but more like a certain aggregated substance. From the wound that the sword opened, it was not blood that flowed out, but a silvery-white, divine brilliance.

The glorious ant climbed up to Si Ming's black sword, dyeing her blade a mercury-like color.

Si Ming's expression suddenly turned dazed, she secretly said that it was not good, and it was too late to draw her sword. That Shenhui stuck to the sword, and the Sin King began to invade Si Ming's spirit, and there was a lesson from Ning Chang's past, Si Ming was extremely afraid of the oppression and cleansing of the spirit, and she even had the idea of abandoning the sword and leaving.

Of course, Ning Changjiu would not watch Si Ming being eroded, he turned into Changhong, kept moving in the thunder and lightning, avoiding the power of those murderous judgments, and then changed his moves when he was close to the Sin King, first using the Water Moon Technique in the Mirror to pass through a thunderbolt that fell in the sky, and then using the sword intent of the great river into the blasphemy to set off a raging wave, he slashed his head and face at the Sin King.

The Sinner's figure did not move.

With a flash of thunder, the blood crow flew back, and after itself, it condensed into a giant sword wrapped in electric wires, crashing into Ning Changjiu.

Ning Chang didn't have time to use the water moon in the mirror again, so he could only push Shura's body to the extreme, and resist the damage of the criminal monarch with his body.

The white clothes behind him were shattered in an instant, and the sword hit Ning Changjiu's rock-solid body, sparks splashed everywhere, and then pierced the flesh and blood, piercing into the body, and the sword intent kept exploding like a firecracker, making his back flesh and blood blurred.

Si Ming got a chance to breathe, as soon as the spirit platform was cleared, the blank time of her authority had also been delayed, and when she drove again, she directly dissolved the overflowing divine light of the Sin Monarch.

Ning Changjiu's sword qi melted clean in front of the Sin Monarch, and the giant sword condensed by the blood crow behind him kept sinking into his body, but fortunately, the power of Shura was unparalleled, even if it was the Sin Monarch's sword, it was moving slowly.

Ning Chang unleashed the power of fate, searching for a chance to escape for himself.

He found a glimmer of life. That vitality comes from the command.

After Si Ming pulled out the black sword, her figure flashed and came to Ning Changjiu's side, she cut off the blood crow directly with a sword, stretched out her hand, and dragged Ning Changjiu's figure out of the group of crows.

The dense flock of crows did not disperse, and continued to cover it, and at the same time, the figure of the Sin Monarch flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of him, and the slender hook-like claws slapped down violently.

Si Ming picked up Ning Changjiu, who was injured in his back, and his figure drifted away, and where they stood before, the ground was dented, and a huge slap mark appeared.

Ning Chang coughed a few bloodies, gently broke free of Si Ming's arm, he glanced at the twisted iron sword in his hand, threw it back casually, and then took out another one from another tree dozens of miles away.

"Are you a squirrel?" even though the situation was critical, Si Ming couldn't help but ask.

Ning Chang said: "It's a pity that these swords are not easy to use. ”

Si Ming frowned and said, "Why do you want to borrow a foreign object as a sword?"

Ning Changchang asked rhetorically: "Or else?"

Si Ming said: "You have already cultivated the Shura Divine Record, why don't you take the Heart Sword for your own use?"

"Heart Sword?" Ning was puzzled for a long time.

Si Ming mocked, "You don't think that the Shura Divine Record is just something to improve your physical and mental strength, right?"

Ning looked at his body for a long time and wanted to take out the heart sword from Si Ming's mouth, but he only found many fragments of the sword shadow, and he couldn't put it together at all.

After a brief exchange, the figure of the Sin King approached again.

Ning Changjiu had injuries on his body, and it was difficult to get rid of them quickly, and Si Ming alone was definitely not the opponent of the Sin King.

The small flying array outside the house that was broken before was also wiped out after the arrival of the Sin King, and they had no way to retreat.

The end of the wasteland is a desert, and at the end of the desert is still a glacier, the appearance of this glacier is not much different from the previous one, but the life in it is very different from the previous one, before entering the glacier, Ning Chang saw a group of white snow pythons swimming across the snow, gathering towards the center.

In the middle of the glacier is not a glacier, but a cold rift, under which there is a fog of cold or heat, and below the abyss, a huge sea.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming glanced at each other, and then fell into the abyss together.

The Sinner stopped at the entrance to the sea of ice.

Many scaly snakes passed by him and threw themselves into the sea of ice.

Sinners don't like seawater.

Because in the past, there lived an existence that he hated and even feared, and that existence later became the lord of the kingdom of God, and even the strongest of the twelve lords of the kingdom.

For the one who was once stronger than it had fallen to earth five hundred years ago, and a new god had taken his place.

When the Sin King first came here, he originally thought that this kingdom of gods was the kingdom of the fallen god lord, so he didn't find it too strange.

But then he discovers that this is not the case.

This seems to be another country.

This incident was unbelievable even to him.

In addition to the other gods who are known, the fallen one, is there another unknown god who has also died?

The Sinner's hesitation was equally short-lived, and his figure burrowed into the water.

The dark waters engulfed them, and the next moment, a huge whirlpool surged in the water, and the long groans of the whale dragon resounded in the water, spreading in waves.

"Where are you going?" asked Si Ming.

"Follow the trail of the snow serpent and exit through the next exit. Ning Chang said, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

The injury in his back was a bit serious, and it was difficult to walk quickly, so he didn't resist this Si Ming's support, and let the other party grab his own hand and keep walking.

Not far away, a dim light came down.

Lots of snow snakes and snow leopards gathered there, and when the whale dragon's long groans began, the creatures began to flee in all directions.

As he approached the exit, Ning Changjiu suddenly pinched his throat and emitted sound waves, imitating the sound of a whale dragon's long moan.

A loud sound of water came from behind them, and the indescribably large King of the Deep slammed into their direction like a large ship.

Si Ming said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Ning didn't explain for a long time, and continued to make this sound.

Countless bubbles of water spewed from behind him, and the huge black shadow had emerged behind him, and it was getting bigger and bigger, its huge mouth was a real, devouring abyss.

Si Ming immediately used the power of time to slow down the speed of the whale dragon slightly, but her authority was not complete, and the more massive the thing, the worse the effect, the whale dragon broke the power of the authority and rushed over, Ning Chang suddenly held Si Ming's wrist with his backhand, operated the authority of fate, and launched the command that they could escape, and then in the dark, the whale dragon's reaction was a little sluggish, and after they rushed out of the ice cave first, the whale dragon's huge body collided with it.

The whale dragon blocked this exit to the death.

It is one of the most powerful beings in this world, and the scaly sword is invulnerable, making it difficult for even the Sinner to kill it.

Si Ming glanced at the abyss, and then understood Ning Changjiu's intentions, but she still glared at him, and said angrily: "Go." ”

Ning Changjiu waded through the glacier with Si Ming.

Beyond the glacier is a chaotic grotto, many of which are emitted with volcanic smoke.

Ning Chang said: "Borrow a strand of hair." ”

Si Mingxiu frowned slightly, but didn't ask why, and directly cut off a strand of silver-white hair and handed it to Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu took the hair, and cut off a strand himself, his fingers moved quickly, tying each strand of hair together, tying a knot, and then throwing it into the cave where the figure passed.

Si Ming understood, this is a method similar to a straw man, and he can use his hair to simulate their breath, so that it is fake.

Ning Chang said, "Let's go out." ”

Si Ming asked, "No longer hiding here?"

Ning Changchang said succinctly: "It's not good here, the deeper the better." ”

Si Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Passing through the grotto, there was a deserted mansion, and in the depths of the adjoining earthen houses, there was a temple, and they knew it, and they went into this temple together.

As soon as Ning Chang's feet hit the ground, a mouthful of blood that had been suppressed for a long time spit out.

He stumbled, stepped on the broken grass on the ground, and fell directly on the straw mat in front of the idol.

Si Ming's ink robe was barefoot and landed gently.

The temple house was very dilapidated, with dusty copper lamps on both sides, gray curtains hanging from above, and a dilapidated wooden table for offerings in front of the statue, on which several empty white bowls were stored.

"Heal me. Ning Chang urged while running Shura's body to alleviate his injuries.

Si Ming stopped and said coldly: "I'm not calling fast. ”

Ning Changchang was slightly stunned, and then said angrily: "It's all this time, don't be a little family." ”

Si Ming asked rhetorically, "Why not?"

Ning Changjiu took a deep breath, sighed in his heart that the world was like a floating cloud, and compromised on his lips: "I implore Lord Priest to heal your wounds." ”

Si Ming sat down cross-legged behind him and asked, "That's how you want to live?"

Ning Chang said: "Who wants to die?"

Si Ming shook his head and said, "I can see that you have an obsession, and you want to meet someone." ”

Ning was silent for a long time.

Si Ming smiled: "Did I say yes?"

Ning Changjiu said calmly: "Not really. ”

Si Ming sneered, "You think you can fool me?"

Ning Changjiu said truthfully: "It may be three." ”

Si Ming squinted slightly, and said, "It seems that you really want to die, at this time, are you still in the mood to joke with me?"

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "You heal my injuries first." ”

Si Ming was unmoved, and continued to ask, "Which three?"

"Senior sister, master, fiancée. Ning Changchang spoke quickly: "In no particular order." ”

Si Ming heard the first two salutations, and sneered: "Beast." ”

Ning Chang sighed and said, "You ...... first"

Si Ming interrupted: "I think your junior sister is still young, don't count her for the time being, your master or your fiancée, which do you prefer?"

Ning Changjiu didn't want to talk nonsense, and took a white bowl from the table without hesitation: "Fiancée at the bottom of the bowl, master at the mouth of the bowl." ”

As he spoke, he threw it directly.

With a snap, the white bowl shattered on the ground.

"......" Ning Chang knew that he was in a hurry, and he didn't even control his strength.

Si Ming looked at the bowl on the ground and said softly, "This is not a good sign." ”

Ning Chang remembered their voices, he closed his eyes, sighed softly, and said helplessly: "Although life and death are life and wealth, I don't believe in these. ”

"Are you worried about them?" Si Ming smiled indifferently, pressed his hand on Ning Changjiu's back, and finally began to heal his wounds, she said softly: "This broken porcelain is all over the ground, and I think that the bad omen should be fulfilled for me." ”

Ning Changjiu then remembered that Si Ming's real name was snow porcelain.

Si Ming watched his back recover as before, holding Ning Chang for a moment in a trance, holding a trick that had already been pinched in his hand, and immediately covered it.

"Ah......" Ning Changjiu snorted painfully and said sharply, "What did you do?"

Si Ming's hand touched his back and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I left you the official seal of a priest, and when the time comes, you will interpret the spirit contract for me, and I will release the official seal for you." ”

Ning was silent for a long time and agreed.

Si Ming said: "When the time comes, I will have a life-and-death duel with you, you should pray that you can win, otherwise, I will train that uneducated dead girl in front of you to be better than death." ”

Ning Chang said: "Victory or defeat is a matter of tomorrow, don't talk nonsense." ”

Si Ming hummed and stretched out his hand.

Ning Changjiu also stretched out his hand and pressed it, folding his hands.

Outside the temple, the noisy sound of blood crows could be heard from afar.

"The soul is on the nine universes, the soul returns to the nine abysses, the spiritual contract is concluded, and it is unswerving until death......"

Si Ming's speed of speech was also much faster.

The ritual of the pact is somewhat rudimentary.

A crow had stopped on the roof of the temple.

After reading the ritual draft and the oath, Si Ming immediately said, "Blood!"

Ning Changjiu immediately grabbed the black sword and wanted to cut through his palm, but the next moment, the thunder light illuminated the people and the gods brightly, and a violent thunderbolt overturned the entire temple, and the thunderstorm sound was accompanied by raging flames, and with the arrival of the Sin King, it fell from the sky.

The crows had already caught up with them.

But the sinners have to appear at the most critical moment, because this is the best way to crush their fighting spirit.

The spear of the thunder spear was pierced on the ground that had been razed to ruins, and the tip of the spear was the center point of Ning Chang and Si Ming before.

The two were forced to flee in diametrically opposite directions.

The Sin King stood on the spear that was stuck diagonally on the ground, his right hand had already sketched its rudiments, and when he was fully recovered, the two men could no longer be his opponents.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming glanced at each other.

At the end of the ceremony, Si Ming had to drink Ning Chang's blood before their spiritual contract could be truly achieved.

But the Sin King is standing in the center of them at the moment, and he will definitely not let them get close to each other.

Ning Changjiu took a deep breath.

He no longer had anything to hide, and asked silently, "Are you ready?"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra nodded.

Ning Changjiu's killing intent was all constricted, his pupils dilated slightly, and then glowed with golden light.

His consciousness was pitch black, and the only light lit up, and that point of light was golden.

That's where the sinner is.

Ning Changjiu stabbed out this sword, and when he stabbed this sword, he poured all his thoughts into it, and stabbed towards the only bright spot with a posture that even if the god lord true immortal was in front of him, he would be cut in two by this sword.

A sign of danger arose in the heart of the Sinner.

At the same time, Si Ming was also holding a black sword, imitating exactly the same movements, slashing towards the Sin King, confusing his audio-visual appearance.

The sleeve of the Sinner's right robe happened to be intact, and his hands melted at the same time, slapping towards the two of them.

"The one who wielded the sword died at the hands of this mysterious being. "Ning Changjiu has made a change in his fate.

The Sin Jun was also a little confused, he was originally unable to kill Ning Changjiu with one blow, but Ning Changjiu just found his own way to die, so after the sword was stabbed, Ning Changjiu seemed to have an internal injury, and the direction of the sword was slightly off, staggering with the Sin Jun, and the Sin Jun's claws just hit the position of his Qi Sea, smashing his Qi Sea to pieces.

But it's not Ning Chang who dies.

Because the one who made the sword was not him, but the spirit of the Sword Sutra in the sea of qi.

Ning Chang still has a glimmer of life.

There is not enough realm to support computing power, and the sin monarch has also miscalculated in the true sense of the word for the first time.

At the same time as the blood exploded. Si Ming, who pretended to make a sword, used his authority to return himself to the position he had before the three breaths - it happened to be Ning Changjiu's side.

She picked up a bead of blood with her sword and sent it to her lips.

Beads of blood stained the entire lip in a poignant color.

The spirit pact was made.

Time and the authority of fate converge perpendicularly.

At their intersection is a mysterious and wonderful realm, in which there are real, infinite possibilities of destiny, even beyond the traditional sense of time.

The scale of fate has changed from the plane of the present to a three-dimensional that is too connected to the future.

That intersection contained Ning Jiu's shattered body.

At the other end of the intersection, the white-clothed body that had recovered completely came out of the shattered void, his injuries were all healed, and the spirit of the Sword Sutra was resurrected. As soon as the spirit rhino moved, the eighty-one styles of the Shura Divine Record, all the sword-related moves were like carps attracted by the bait, and they all flocked to it.

Northern Spiritual Sword, Hanchuan Sword, Baizi Sword, Wentian Hanluo Sword, White Bone Sword, Qiankun Sword......

More than a dozen classics hugged each other, some of them became the hilt of the sword, some became the sword, and then with the sword of the Northern Pluto as the bone, the fragments of steel were pieced together along the sword bone, tightly fitted, bright as a mirror!

He held down his heart and pulled it out violently, and the silver glow was like a volcano that had been silent for ten thousand years, rising into the sky overnight.

He forcefully pulled a silver sword out of his body.

It was Shura's sword.

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