The horned deer tramples on the snow, and the white crane hangs in the wind.

The frost of midwinter overflowed from the cave of Xuanming Mountain, falling like goose feathers and spreading like snow nets. On the suspension bridge connecting the rest of the peaks, the snowflakes swirl into sword blades, like birds wandering between thousands of trees.

The old man on the horned deer was dressed like snow, and a bouquet of plums was embroidered on the right placket.

The old man on the white crane had a dark blue robe, and the placket was embroidered with a reed flower.

They stepped out of the snow, the deer stepped on the snow, the cranes carried the wind and snow, the sky and the earth were white, everything was silent, and all the voices seemed to be completely absorbed.

They raised their heads at the same time, and their dazzling pupils looked at the pair of Dao couples who dared to destroy the Immortal Killing Tower, and the killing intent rose to the sky.

"Who are you?dare to trespass on my sect and destroy my ancient building?" the old man was silent, but the horned deer under him was the first to speak, and his voice was old.

Ning Changchang responded: "I only want to borrow the way." ”

Horned Deer said coldly: "Borrowing the Dao? Destroy the formation and enter the sect, break through the peak and break the building, what a borrowing Dao!"

Ning Changjiu walked out of the Immortal Killing Tower, he held the precious mountain and sea plate in his hand, the mountains and seas on the plate were already shattered, and the sand was flying.

The voice of the horned deer carried the oppressive power of the five realms, but Ning Chang's state of mind did not waver in the slightest, his spirit at the moment had reached its peak, and there was a lot of Luo Shulou to the Ancient Spirit Sect, and the momentum of death was blocked on the road.

Ning Chang didn't want to waste too much time, he suppressed his anger and said calmly: "Luo Shulou has been destroyed, Luo Cangsu is dead, there is no point in defending this place anymore, the two immortals should go home." ”

The horned deer and the white crane glanced at each other.

Of course, they won't believe it.

Luo Cangsu is close to the peak of the five realms, who in the world can kill him except the Sword Saint? What's more, these words came from the mouth of a young man who had not yet entered the five realms.

"Falsehood. The white crane immortal opened his mouth slowly, and it flew into the sky with the old man, and the feathers and the snow were of the same color, and I didn't know who was the feather and who was the snow.

"Who can kill the lord of the Luo Building? Mo said that the Lord of the Luo Building, the seven or eight two owners of the building are also the true monarchs who are not inferior to us. Sword Pavilion is in his hands, who can kill him?" Horned Deer echoed: "I think you are also thieves who steal divine luck, otherwise why would you panic and flee here?"

Ning Changjiu didn't want to talk nonsense with them anymore, because the beautiful figure of the silver-haired ink-robed figure had already swept by, drifting through the snow, and standing on an old peak.

The mountain gate ban was nothing to her.

Si Ming's snow neck is draped in red and white foxes.

It wasn't a fox, it was a real, closed-eyed fox. The fox seems to have been dead for years, but the skin is still intact. The silky hair is very long, gently covering the slender neck, and it is especially warm in the cold winter months.

When she appeared with the wind and snow, the Antlers True Monarch and the White Crane True Monarch fell on her at the same time, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Who's coming?" asked Antlers.

Si Ming said lightly: "The one who borrowed the way." ”

Antlers and Hakutsuru looked at each other and moved out of the way.

Si Ming stretched out his hand to the wind and snow in front of him, and took out a sword from it.

The Antler True Monarch sensed the killing intent, and said angrily: "Don't be ignorant!"

Si Ming glanced at Lu Marrying and said, "You go first, I'll kill them." ”

Lu married and said: "There is no need to delay here. Besides, they are all five realms, sister, you are inevitably dangerous against the enemy. ”

Si Ming tilted his lips and smiled: "I've learned badly to marry, I bullied me on weekdays, and now my sister is so obedient?"

Lu was silent and did not give her a chance to continue to laugh.

Si Ming said: "Blocking the road and closing the mountain, helping to abuse, I heard that the building ship you did at the beginning was also shipwrecked, and the culprit is thought to be the Turbulent Sect." ”

Lu married and nodded slightly.

"Sister avenges you. Si Ming smiled.

The Antlers True Monarch and the White Crane True Monarch became more and more uneasy: "Who are you?"

With a wave of his finger, the black sword hanging by his side flew towards Ning Changjiu, and Ning Changjiu took the hilt. Si Ming directly held the sword condensed by wind and snow, as if killing people with a black sword was killing chickens with a knife.

White Crane Zhenjun stared at her and said coldly: "Arrogance...... This is the mountain gate of the Turbulent Sect, we read that it is not easy for you to read the five realms, and we are too lazy to do the thing that penetrates the landscape, you don't know what to do. ”

Si Ming smiled lightly.

When she was a priest of the Divine Kingdom, she was already dissatisfied with these powerful cultivators, but human beings are too smart and always find a proper reason before acting, or they have already found a scapegoat to set up the blame, so knowing that they are guilty, the priest cannot take action.

But now that there are no rules and regulations, she has enough time to recklessly draw her sword, if there is no Ning Xiaoling's matter, this autumn reckoning about the conspiracy of Luo Shulou, she can kill the entire southwest of Middle-earth alone.

Si Ming said: "That crane realm is higher, I'll kill it, you guys work together to kill that horned deer, two Purple Court Realms kill a mere five realms of the first realm, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Purple Court Realm kills five true immortals?

These words sounded like a joke to the ears of the horned deer and the white crane.

Ning Chang walked out of the Immortal Killing Tower with the black sword, but nodded seriously.

At the beginning, he and Lu Zaimari teamed up and failed to defeat the Fish King of the Five Dao Initial Realm, but now their cultivation realm has improved a lot, and after Lu Zaimari left Luoshu, he even entered the ninth floor of the Purple Court.

They also wanted to try if their current realm could kill the true immortals when they joined forces.

Si Ming held the sword and walked barefoot in the snow, tiptoe through the snowflakes in the air, and his steps were as light as a volley dance.

Ning Changjiu and Lu also went together, taking a sword into the mountain.

Horned Deer Zhenjun sneered, and it stepped on the ground. The earth shook the mountains, the avalanche collapsed, and at the same time, the vast snow and fog were clear, and the wind and snow condensed into a giant sword, pointing to the people who could not help themselves.

After Ning Changjiu and Lu married the figure of the Immortal Mansion and crossed the suspension bridge, the realm of the True Monarch of the Horned Deer unfolded silently, enveloping them.

The authority of the Horned Deer True Monarch is "Destruction", and those who fall into this realm, all the moves will naturally appear flawed, and this flaw is inevitable, because there is no perfect thing in the world, and the Horned Deer True Monarch can grasp this flaw, break it, and then use continuous moves, each move will catch the fatal flaw, close it inch by inch, and kill.

It's a battle in the same realm.

At this moment, he believed that he was crushing, for this pair of Taoist couples who didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

He was more worried about the safety of the White Crane True Monarch.

Previously, when she talked to the female sword immortal, she called herself a priest...... He knew that she could never be a priest, but he dared to be so arrogant, and he thought that he had something to rely on.

In the Turbulent Sect, all the disciples and those with low realms were dismissed by the elders and stayed away from the center of the battle.

The swords are connected, and the sound vibrates the sky.

The wind and snow were shattered in an instant, and the wind in the sky was like a tornado, and the fine snowflakes were torn into a vast dust.

After the big sword was pressed away, Horned Deer Zhenjun found that he still underestimated this young man.

The wind and snow can't hide their figures.

Behind the white-clothed young man, the golden Dharma body is like a Vajra Bodhisattva or a Shura Yaksha, with compassion and murder at the same time, the flesh and blood of the Dharma body is constructed of countless golden silk threads, and its body is bulging muscles like full lines, and the surface is burning with red fire. And under this majestic Dharma body, the indifferent young man looked thin, he was dressed in white and black, and the golden light falling between his sleeves was like the afterglow of the sunset, and the fairy intention was out of the dust, forming a contradictory beauty with this Dharma body.

The vast sword collided with the Shura Dharma Body, and then was torn apart by the Shura Dharma Body.

Shura's moves are full of flaws, but it is like a ferocious beast, just like ordinary people encounter a white-fronted tiger in the forest, it is the king of the Roaring Mountains and Forests, and there is no need to consider the order or the right or wrong moves.

Horned Deer Zhenjun originally wanted to use the virtual sword as a slashing style to cut this Shura in two, but the speed of the snow-clothed woman was faster than that young man, her sword was light and subtle, and there was no trace to be found, like snow swaying in the wind, but the killing intent in his face was like a needle piercing a knife, stabbing his heart throbbing.

This is definitely not an ordinary Purple Court Realm!

The Horned Deer True Monarch settled down, the power of destruction was activated, many flaws were reflected in his pupils, he put his hand into the void, a white feather sword was drawn from the void, and when it fell, the scattered feathers were like thousands of cranes flying in the air, and those cranes followed the flaws in the moves, trying to tear them apart.

In the sky, the White Crane Zhenjun and Si Ming fought against each other, using the snow as a sword, and their attitude was chic. His authority is tied to the ice, which is a kind of seal, and all that is visible to those who are trapped in the seal slows down.

This is an authority that borders on manipulating time.

White Crane Zhenjun and Si Ming danced swords in the air, and every sword that flew out, he had thought of the precise landing point, and those landing points happened to be connected into a formation, and in the formation, the ice was freezing and the time was slow.

He wants to lock up the time of the division.

Si Ming's movements were getting slower and slower.

White Crane Zhenjun smiled indifferently, his authority is very high, and he rarely suffers losses against enemies in the same realm, although this woman is mysterious, but it is also possible to die directly because of his ignorance of his authority.

This is also the reason why cultivators of the Five Realms hide their authority from each other.

Because there is also mutual restraint between authorities, concealment is deterrence.

In the seal of Xuan Bing, the smile in Si Ming Bing's eyes is colder than this wind and snow, such as going to the ground today, she is the real master of time, no matter how fancy this hand of Xuan Han seal is, how can it withstand the real time, the white crane true monarch looks like a chic posture, in her eyes it is just as ugly as an axe.

Si Ming no longer disguised.

The river of time accelerates its flow.

She held the snowy sword as if it were an entire sky.

The sword swung in an arc, and instead of the sword, she swung it the sky and the snow, the mountains and the sea.

......

The blade fell, and the brilliant arc was shattered by the darkness as soon as it lit up.

The Fish King stood in front of the body of the Dragon Mother, watching Ning Xiaoling fight in the encirclement of the Feathered Serpent, she was already surrounded by the Netherfeather Serpent, and the surrounding black pressed piece, those Feathered Serpents were either huge as pythons, winding up, or small as snakes, bending and spitting letters. There was no real gate to this temple, and the suspended stone crevices could not be blocked, so they could only be allowed to roam and break in.

The Wood Spirit Pupil was reborn in the body of a white-scaled snake, and she had not yet fully adapted to this body, but only drove these feathered snakes to attack with the authority of the "Emperor" collected from the Immortal Monarch.

Ning Xiaoling's skirt was like snow, standing among these white-scaled feathered snakes, as if she was also a delicate girl transformed by the cultivation of the feathered snake. If so, I don't know if she betrayed Quetzalcoatl, or if the entire Quetzalcoatl clan betrayed her.

On the lines of Ning Xiaoling's blade, it seemed to outline a crimson firework.

She held the pitch-black hilt in both hands, and stared at the wood spirit pupil hanging in the center with a focused expression.

Mu Lingtong was shocked: "Why do you know the Sword of Calamity? Even if you are from the Heavenly Sword Sect, even if you have cultivated spiritual arts...... Your realm, how can it be deciphered?"

Ning Xiaoling would not be distracted and answered.

But the king of fish meowed.

Mu Lingtong can understand the voices of others, she has long felt that this cat is not simple, and she never thought that it was so simple.

"Is it you? You actually cracked the Sword of Calamity?" Mu Lingtong looked at the white cat and said in shock.

Who are you?

Ning Xiaoling, who looked focused, was also a little distracted, and then she remembered that there was a cat behind her.

She didn't look at the white cat behind her, but she remembered the crooked handwriting on her notebook in hindsight, so it was!

That's ...... Listening?!

How so?

The nameless master I have been looking for to help me is actually my own cat...... Ning Xiaoling was a little grotesque, and immediately remembered that a few days ago, she saw half a cat's paw print on the note, and she also took the note to question and warn the fish king, telling him not to mess with his own things, at that time, the fish king looked at him with six points of contempt, three points of disdain and one point of impatience.

Ning Xiaoling couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when she thought about this.

The king of fish looked up proudly.

Mu Lingtong said angrily: "Why do you want to help this stupid girl? You follow me, I can make you a veritable Diting Divine Monarch! Back then, Diting was the number one divine beast under the throne of the Immortal Monarch, just like the Divine Officials and Heavenly Monarchs in the Kingdom of God, you don't want to grasp the opportunity at this moment?"

The king of fish thought that he had lived for thousands of years, and he was older than you, how could he believe the cake you painted?

"Thousands of years?" Mu Lingtong was also shocked: "Since this is the case, you should spare your life, you have an extraordinary body, the ancient spirit sect has been destroyed, and the disaster will not be able to affect you, why should you bother yourself?"

The king of fish thought that it was really embarrassing to be so old and reckless, so he said in his heart, Youyue Lake is rich in fish, and I will not allow you to destroy it.

"......" Mu Lingtong was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "No matter how powerful you were in the past, now you are just a castrated waste cat, when I kill her, I will send you to see Di Ting!"

The Fish King thought for a moment and hid behind the throne of the Hades.

Ning Xiaoling held the divine sword in her hand, listening to Mu Lingtong's words, her heart was a little irritable.

In the gap of the main hall, the feathered serpent surged like a tidal wave.

Ning Xiaoling twisted the knife, she stood in front of the throne, and spoke for the first time, her voice was firm: "I will win." ”

Mu Lingtong frowned and said, "Why?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "The white-scaled snakes are all betrayers of the Immortal Monarch. This is the Hades Temple, I will kill the traitors on behalf of the Hades King, and of course the Hades King will be inclined to me. ”

She wanted to take the Scepter from Hades.

Many years ago, on the night when Senior Brother had just left, Ning Xiaoling stared at Han Xiaosu, and this idea had sprung up in his mind. *

The idea was so unbelievable at the time that she forced it down.

At this moment, the throne of the Netherworld is behind him.

The surface of the Bloody Blade is like a mirror, and the shadows of the Feathered Serpent in the mirror are all white bones.

Mu Lingtong's injuries were also difficult to suppress, and she led thousands of feathered snakes to pounce, wanting to tear Ning Xiaoling into a beautiful white bone.

In the main hall, Shen Tu waved out one blood-colored circle after another, and the edges of those circles were red and bright lines of fire, all of which were centered on Ning Xiaoling, and they opened when they waved their knives, just like the sun carved out by darkness, with the beauty of loneliness.

Feathered Serpent lunged at her, and she rushed in instead.

This is a bloody battle that never stops, the enemy army is a tsunami-dense snake, and the girl in the thin dress only wields a slender and thin blade, she is already in the netherworld, she deserves to die, so there is no fear in her pupils, but it ignites, and the killing intent does not match her expression.

The shadows of the remnant souls of those feathered serpents, under the god's blood blade, were like white paper that could be torn at will, and their hard and rough scales were easily sliced open, revealing the shadows of the medullary cavities and blood vessels in them, and then their souls were devoured by the gods, and instead became the nutrients of this blood blade.

After killing dozens of Feathered Serpent remnants in an instant, Ning Xiaoling fused with Shen Tu, she returned to the White Snake Temple where Qu Wu was fighting again, the Feathered Serpent was like a roaring imp, and the tip of her knife pulled herself and her opponent to pull it in front of her, the red light of the blade was brighter than the real fireworks, it bloomed like a red sun, spraying heat waves.

Under the red sun like a wheel, everything is a praying mantis blocking the car.

The ordinary carriage is unstoppable, let alone the chariot that the Grim Reaper rode in when he walked on earth?

Above the blade, everything that touched it shattered.

Ning Xiaoling kept waving the knife, tirelessly, day and night, and the besieging feathered snake couldn't get close to her body at all.

The blood-red light of the sword was like a painting, and the remnant of the feathered serpent kept clinging to the blade, and then it was shattered by the red light, turning into ashes like ashes. And under her white dress is also drenched in sweat, and the spiritual power of the Purple Court Realm is vast, but the absorption is not as good as the release, and when it is finally exhausted, when the time comes, it is very likely that she will not be killed by the Feathered Serpent, but her spirit will be directly occupied and swallowed by the gods.

But Ning Xiaoling had no choice but to swing the sword, she swung from the starting style of the Sword of Calamity to the last one, and then kept circulating this move, practice makes perfect, and after the feathered snake adapted, she would use the sword move "backwards and backs".

In the past, it was the senior brother who swung the sword in front of him like this.

At this moment, she also hopes that her senior brother can see it, and then praise Xiao Ling for really growing up.

In the endless fighting, Ning Xiaoling retreated step by step.

The sound of killing shook through the underworld, and even the fish king, who was accustomed to seeing blood, turned his body silently.

It jumped onto the Mother of Dragons' knees and bit her shoulder, absorbing the remnants of power in her body.

Then it jumped off the throne and came under the pillar.

It looked at the words on the pillar.

The text of the Pillar was exactly the same as the Nether Immortal Scroll it had swallowed.

It opened its mouth, and finally raised some realms, but the words were still a little jerky, and it began to read.

The words on the stone pillar are like a long poem.

"I carry the hazy stars and turn them into stars that run through the universe. The earth under the sky is like a spiritual sea, containing endless spiritual treasures, they will become the vitality of the mother star, and the darkness will no longer be lonely. ”

"At that time, the gods of the sky had descended, it was shaped like a dragon, its pupils gazed at the earth, and the wind between heaven and earth was its long groan. ”

"I looked at the wings of the serpents and birds that traveled on land, and used them as the shells of the gods. The spirits of this star like to look up at the sky, and they name the stars, calling their mother planet 'Hades'. ”

"So I made death my authority, a destination outside of the five elements. ”

"When humans first saw the sea and the stars, they always regarded Hades as a great being, and later the larger stars were named the Origin, and Hades was expelled from the list of star lords. ”

"The gods of the stars are also coming. ”

"What does this have to do with me?"

"This is not my homeland, and I will be gone. ”

As the King of Fish recited, he remembered that the Lord of Hades had come to the star, with a serpent body and wings as a feather, and that he might have taken the form of a human being, walking across the land like a poet, and his words were as long as the wind.

But the handwriting behind the god has lost the softness of the poet, and it is messy, like a diary.

"Who is it...... exactly?"

"The candle dragon is dead...... That dragon king, the Supreme Venerable of the sky, died first......"

"Am I going to die? or am I death itself?"

"There's no going back...... Can't go back......"

"The sky has been obscured, and I will die, and so will the ascended......"

"I got a glimpse of the end times. ”

"What about the tinder? Which god took the tinder? I don't know, and neither does the Tenzo, but this is the last hope...... It's ridiculous that the star gods teamed up to kill us back then, but now they are pinning their illusory hopes on it. ”

"Xuan Ze is dead, gluttony is dead, Sui Zhen is dead, they haven't come here, I'm no longer their destination...... It killed the strongest humans...... Sinner...... How should such a despicable old god usurp the supreme throne?"

"Whose hands did the tinder fall into?"

......

"Who can live forever...... There is no one who is immortal in the dust. ”

These were the last words, and he found the poetry he had been, but the handwriting was extremely sloppy.

In the thousands of years, the Fish King has deciphered the Netherworld Immortal Scroll, and it can be said that it is the only person in the world who understands the handwriting of the Netherworld.

Its gaze swept over the pillar from top to bottom, and its voice grew more and more frightened.

There is too much difference between the handwriting of these characters and the record on the Nether Immortal Scroll.

It can be sure that by the time these words were written, the Immortal was already half-insane.

Even if the Feathered Serpent is now overpowering the temple and living and dying, the Fish King still can't help but think about the meaning of the words on the Divine Pillar.

Who is it that is blocking the sky?

What is the spark that the king of the underworld still thinks about before he dies?

As the Fish King sat pondering on the pillar, outside the throne, the blood had already lifted, and the broken soul of the Feathered Serpent flew in all directions, and the fragments adhered to the floating stone pillars of the temple, like dense black nails.

Ning Xiaoling's pupils became more and more hollow.

Before the Feathered Serpent could bring her down, the gods wanted to take her first.

She forcibly condensed her vision in the darkness and stabbed forward with her blade.

This is not the sword of the Sword of Calamity.

This is the second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra, and it is a sword that she can't use in the past.

This is the sword of assassination against Shan Shi, and it is used at this moment, full of flaws.

The Fish King - shocked, let out a sharp roar.

It had no time to wait for the authority to digest it, and immediately pounced on the darkness.

Ning Xiaoling stabbed a feathered snake.

It was the Wood Spirit Pupil hidden in the group of snakes.

Mu Lingtong couldn't believe that she had stabbed herself, and when this sword came, she clearly didn't feel any killing intent.

Mu Lingtong let out a terrible scream.

The frenzy set off by the feathered snake also drowned Ning Xiaoling.

The black wind suddenly rose in the main hall, Ning Xiaoling lost the last of his strength, was pushed by the wind, and fell into the dark abyss behind the throne.

It is the underworld, the purgatory of nine deaths and one life.

It was there that Mu Lingtong was lucky enough to get a new life.

The verses of the Immortal are still whispering in my ears.

Who can live forever and see for a long time?

"Senior Brother......

Ning Xiaoling called lightly.

......

......

(*mentioned in Chapter 171)