Si Ming looked at the back, and saw that the white clothes and green silk were embedded in the moon, sitting cross-legged, and the moonlight under his skirt was gently spreading, I don't know if it was the sky or the water.

She seemed far away from herself, but she seemed close at hand.

Si Ming quietly looked at the ethereal back.

"Demons?" Si Ming whispered to himself.

She realized she was in a dream.

She hadn't had a dream like this in a long time.

Because it was a dream, she could clearly see what she was like at the moment.

At her side hung the ancient sword that was pitch black, and her body was also replaced by a half-exposed shoulder, a robe based on the stars, outlining gold lines, under the robe, the slender and intricate silver tattoos on her skin were revealed, and the lines were neatly drawn, blending with the robe cut by the long night, which was the unique tattoo that the priest was born with.

Behind her, a slender waning moon like a silver thread was outlined, containing her graceful and convex body.

Si Ming looked at himself like this, showing a look of remembrance.

This is what she looked like when she was still a priest.

I really can't let go of the past...... Si Ming was faintly tired.

She looked at the white-robed shadow in the moon, and once again remembered the day the kingdom of God fell. The endless dark fire burned the sky, the red dust rolled up, like a dragon in the wind, and in the broken earth, the iron chains forged from the dragon bones were like pythons raising their heads, trapping the figure of the god lord in chaos, and then a white light lit up in the darkness.

The initial point of sight expanded wildly, turning into a huge wheel of light, filling the line of sight, almost sweeping away all darkness and fire.

It seemed to be a knife, and it was like a moon.

The moonlight fell, the silver tide rolled to the ground, and in the cracked earth, her throne fell apart along with the sundial, and she fell desperately towards the Broken City.

In the last sight, what she saw was a shadow in a green silk white dress with a blurred face.

This is her inner demon, and it is also the reason why she had murderous intentions when she first saw Lu marrying.

Si Ming looked at the shadow in this dream and smiled self-deprecatingly. After the encounter between Broken City and Ning for a long time, her heart changed a lot imperceptibly, and the heart of the Holy Son, which had been lost with the collapse of the Kingdom of God, seemed to have gradually condensed in her body.

She dusted off the fear in her heart, walked bare-footed on the moonlit road, and walked slowly towards her with a peaceful heart.

Since it's a dream.

Since it's a demon in the heart.

Then tonight, it's easy to get your hands on the heart slashing demon in your dreams!

Si Ming maintained a surprisingly lucid in the dream, she suddenly raised her sleeves, her five fingers were open, the black sword on her side danced around her sleeve, and fell into her palm, Si Ming grabbed the hilt of the sword, and what she saw and felt in the world for seven days resonated with the sword heart, turning into a real understanding of heaven and earth.

Si Ming's knees were slightly bent, her body was slightly arched, and after she was tense, she jumped suddenly with her sword, she didn't feel any resistance, her figure easily jumped into the air, and the sword was even faster than ever...... This kind of fastness is almost at the peak of the year, and even exceeded!

Is this really a dream...... Why is this so true?

The thought flashed through me. After she jumped to the limit, her figure hovered in the air, and then, the black robe danced wildly, and the spiritual power erupted, blooming brilliantly in the sky with a semicircular arc of light outlined by the moon shadow.

The sword light fell from the sky, and her figure fell like a meteor, slashing towards the shadow embedded in the moon!

Si Ming rarely felt this kind of pleasure anymore.

She went back in time, endless power surging through her body, stars rising and falling on the side of the throne, and earthly life and death in the palm of her hand. The sword was unexpectedly fast, fast enough to cut through everything.

Her men slashed into the moon with the sword.

The sword slashed at the right shoulder of the woman in white!

Si Ming was sure that he had killed her! But the figure of the other party was not only silent, but not even the slightest damage to his clothes.

When Si Ming was still confused, the woman with her back to her suddenly dusted her shoulder, like dusting off a speck of dust.

Bang!

In an instant, Si Ming's figure shook, she touched the ground on tiptoe, swept the water-like ground, and then slid backwards and then stood on the ground with a sword, which was able to stabilize her figure.

Si Ming raised his head in shock, looking at the back of the man who had lightly dissolved his sword, and his eyes were full of shock.

"My demons...... Is that stubborn?" muttered Si Ming.

It's just that no matter how strong the demon is, how can it be difficult to kill it in a dream?

She abandoned distracting thoughts, picked up her sword and went again, the distance of a hundred zhang was instantly closer, she held the sword in both hands, and slashed again in the air in a decapitating posture.

After a bell-like sound, Si Ming's figure flew out upside down in the same way.

"How is it possible?" Si Ming looked at his trembling robe, the silver tattoo was like a candle in the wind, swaying and about to extinguish, "This ...... Is this really a dream? Why can't I break my demons in my dreams?"

She didn't feel the pain, only a deep sense of powerlessness welling up.

After being silent for a long time, she opened her eyes again, staring at the back, and her heart swelled with war again.

She gripped her sword tightly, burning its flames and pounced on it faster than before.

The two collided. Si Ming was bounced away again.

She fell to the ground and struggled to get up, although she was very embarrassed, how could she admit defeat? She knew her heart, faced the mental barrier, held the sword and pounced on it again and again, and then was shaken open again and again, the fire of war ignited in her heart was fiercely suppressed by an invisible hand, but this sense of depression gave birth to the tenacity and unyielding in her heart.

She held the sword, slowly got up, wrapped her hands around the back of her neck, and used spiritual power as silk to tie up her silver hair, tie it tightly, re-grasp the sword, and continue to rush towards the figure.

Isn't it just a demon...... If even you can't be killed, how can I reach the top and return to the throne of God in the future!

Si Mingdao's heart was firm again, and he stood up with his sword in his hand, his figure like a knife. Then she was shaken away again and again, and fell into the watery moonlight.

The moonlight drenched the sleeves of her robe.

A long time has passed, and Si Ming still hasn't hurt the other party in the slightest.

A sense of powerlessness and despair welled up in my heart.

Can't you defeat it...... Si Ming smiled miserably, and she struggled to her feet, sitting cross-legged with the black sword across her lap.

The shadow of the green silk and white clothes waited for her quietly.

Si Ming spent a great deal of energy to suppress the thoughts in his heart.

She looked at the sky, forgot about it, looked at the moon, forgot about it, stroked the sword, forgot about the sword.

Ice eyes suddenly hollowed.

Sit in the world and forget your mind.

So much so that she didn't even hear it, and the figure let out a faint sigh.

The black sword flew from his lap.

Si Ming pointed to the center of his eyebrows. Behind her, the waning moon turned into a huge wingspan finch, and the moonfinch cried loudly and clinged to the sword. In the sundial, the part belonging to the moon is dismantled and engraved on the sword like an inscription.

Si Ming's hand wiped from the center of his eyebrows.

She opened her eyes slowly.

With a roar, the black sword and the moon sparrow fused into one, slashing towards the moon at an unprecedented speed. This sword was even more powerful than all the previous swords combined, and it slashed the void and slashed the moon shadow, as if it could split the entire moon with a single sword.

Rumble!

In the loud noise, Si Ming exhaled softly, and the connection between the spirit and the dream world was as thin as a gossamer.

It's time to kill it...... She thought as she looked up slowly. Then, again, she saw a scene that almost broke her Dao heart.

The sword hovered beyond the moon. The moon was unscathed, but her sparrow was pulled out of the sword and reverted to the size of a sparrow.

But this moon sparrow, which obviously belongs to herself, not only does not have any rejection of this enemy of life and death, but also jumps up and down on her shoulder, pecking her affectionately.

Despair and betrayal thundered, and in the sound of shattering, the spiritual thread that wrapped around the long hair broke, and the silver hair was re-approved. Si Ming Mu Ran knelt down, looking so embarrassed.

She felt like she had nothing.

"Ning Chang !!" she subconsciously shouted, her voice was heartbreaking, she suddenly turned her head to look at her side, but she didn't see anything.

That's it...... It's just a dream.

After realizing it, she felt ashamed of her cry.

She fell to her knees, her hands bracing herself, gasping violently.

Since it's a dream......

Si Ming smiled miserably and pressed his eyebrows again.

"That's it. ”

A voice suddenly sounded, and the voice was clear.

Si Ming's heart shook violently, she raised her head, but saw that the immobile figure had risen at some point. Time seemed to slow down, and Si Ming watched her turn around, she still couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but she could feel the infinite beauty.

The woman walked slowly towards her, her steps were gentle and steady, and the curves of her body were obviously beautiful, but there was no slightest hint of charm, only pure sainthood.

Si Ming couldn't understand his current mood.

She watched as the other approached her.

The woman in the moon took off the sword in the air, leaned down, and tied it around Si Ming's waist. Si Ming wondered why she did this, but she didn't resist. The woman's movements were gentle, without the slightest hostility, she stretched out her fingers slightly flexed, the moon jumped on her fingertips, she turned her palm a little, and landed on her eyebrows, and the moon sparrow merged into her body like water again.

Before she could figure it out, she saw the woman raise her hand.

Is she going to kill herself...... Si Ming thought so, but when she heard a click, she was knocked chestnut on the forehead.

Si Ming snorted lightly and covered his forehead.

It hurts......

She woke up.

Si Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing!" Si Ming suddenly sobered up and struggled out of Ning Changjiu's arms, she touched her clothes, lifted her sleeve robe to see if there were any bruises on her wrists, she stared at Ning Changjiu, and said coldly: "Who told you to hug me?"

When she woke up, her head was resting on Ning Chang's chest, her hand was holding his clothes, the other hand was around his back, and her body was even more close.

Ning Changjiu said innocently: "It's clear that you shouted my name when you were sleeping, and then hugged me tightly, I am the one who lost my innocence!"

"How innocent are you!" Si Ming replied sarcastically, and she exhaled, rubbing her temples, recalling her previous dream.

She immediately touched her waist...... Where did the black sword come from?

It's really a dream......

Si Ming shook his head slightly.

How could I have such a dream? Could it be that my demons have become so stubborn?

"What's wrong, is it a nightmare?" Ning asked with concern as he moved his stiff body.

Si Ming snorted coldly: "I have cultivated to the fifth realm, how can I have any nightmares? besides, what is there in this world that makes me afraid?"

Ning Changjiang looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Then what did you dream about, I couldn't wake you up no matter how I called you just now." ”

"I don't remember. Si Ming said perfunctorily: "But since I called you in a dream, eighty percent is not a good dream." Forget it, I'll forgive you this time, and next time you dare to be lighter than me while I'm sleeping, I'll cut off your hand!"

"......" Ning Changjiu thought to himself, if I really want to despise you, do I need to wait for you to fall asleep?" he sighed and said, "Got it, Lord Priest." ”

Si Ming didn't bother to pursue his perfunctory. Her mind was still drowning in her previous dream, thinking about the last scene.

Dreams are the evolution of one's own deep consciousness.

According to this statement...... Could it be that he couldn't beat the other party, and even got knocked out of a chestnut in the end, these are all his subconscious cognitions?

Si Ming bit his pink lip and couldn't help but recall Ning Changjiu's previous words to herself—she subconsciously had a masochistic tendency.

No way!

Si Ming immediately dismissed the idea. How could she be that kind of woman?

But...... How do you interpret the previous dream?

Si Ming's mood is very contradictory.

Ning Chang looked at her drooping side face, staring at her changing eyes, equally curious...... What did she dream about?

Ning Chang couldn't help but think of the fluttering eyelashes in her dream, her closed lips and her slightly painful face, and the hand that wrapped herself...... With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Ning Changjiu felt that he had figured it out.

A moment is worth a thousand dollars, no wonder you don't want to wake up!

He remembered the way she had called her name in her dream. The object of the dream is self-evident! No wonder she wakes up and says such things.

Ning Changjiu couldn't help laughing, he couldn't imagine that a person like Si Ming would have such a dream, it turned out that she was also ...... to herself Thinking of this, Ning Chang looked at her for a long time and his gaze was much softer.

Si Ming turned his head and looked at his soft eyebrows warily...... I always feel weird...... Well, it must be him who has bad intentions!

The two looked at each other for a moment, both thinking that they had guessed each other's thoughts.

"It's not too early, let's get to Ten Thousand Demon City as soon as possible. Si Ming was the first to look away, she stood up straight, and casually drew a virtual sword.

"Huh?" Si Ming was slightly puzzled.

"What's wrong?" asked Ning Changjiu.

Si Ming found that his kendo cultivation seemed to be refined again, and this kind of diligence ...... It's not small!

Could it be that practicing swords in dreams also has a miraculous effect?

"Nothing. Si Ming said casually. It was absolutely impossible for her to tell the truth that she had been beaten in her dreams. Anyway, the dream is one's own, as long as no one sees it, he is an invincible priest!

Ning Changjiu gently pressed her Void Sword and said, "It's not far to go to Ten Thousand Demon City, let me control the sword." ”

Si Ming frowned and said, "What are you doing here?"

Ning Changchang said softly: "If you have such a dream, it is inevitable that your mood will be unstable, so take a rest." ”

Si Ming bit his lip tightly, his expression complicated...... By the way, he knows my demons, could he have guessed what he dream......ed about? What a shame.

"I didn't have a dream like that!" Si Ming denied.

Ning Chang looked at her expression, and became more determined in his thoughts, he drew a void sword, patted Si Ming's shoulder lightly, and said, "Come on." ”

"Don't touch me!" Si Ming slapped his hand on the shoulder.

Heh, still pretending to be with me? Ning Chang looked at her with a long smile, shook his head slightly, and was too lazy to pierce it.

Si Ming was indeed a little upset. She didn't refuse, and walked behind Ning Changjiu with a gloomy face.

Ten Thousand Demon City is just around the corner.

......

Not impressive.

Between the curtains, the shadow of the Lord Ye Chan Palace shook like water.

The senior sister walked into the view.

"Master. She bowed.

Ye Changong raised her hand slightly.

The curtain opened, and a book peeked out.

The elder sister took the scroll. The scroll is not thick, and the ink on it is not dry.

This is the sword spectrum.

Senior Sister's expression was slightly different, she recognized the swordsmanship from the clues in the sword moves, and asked, "This is the sword of snow porcelain?"

"Hmm. Ye Changong said: "Disciple of the master, only you are the best at cultivating swords, you will find out all the loopholes in your swordsmanship, and then make up for her completely." ”

The senior sister remembered the proud woman, shook her head slightly, and asked: "A priest who has died in the country has just a pair of beautiful skins, and the little junior brother is interested in it, so where is she worthy of the master's attention?" Or ......?"

Ye Changong interrupted her, "Just do what I say." ”

The senior sister put away the roll and took a breath. Xueci is arrogant and arrogant, Zhao Xiang'er has different hearts, thinking about it, it is still the one named Lu Marrying, which is the most pleasing to the eye.

"The gods have commanded. The senior sister reluctantly agreed.

Ye Changong asked, "What is the movement between the Silver Snow Palace and the Sword Pavilion?"

The senior sister said: "The Heavenly Monarch of the Silver Snow Palace was short-lived in the world five days ago, when the junior brother and Xue Porcelain took a bamboo raft, and the Heavenly Monarch looked at it for a while and did not move. Three days ago, the senior sister of the Sword Pavilion had completed the last stage of the Ten Thousand Dao Tong Holy Formula, and she had already exited the customs, and her whereabouts were unknown, but according to the observation of the third senior brother, there was no doubt that it should be the Ten Thousand Demon City. ”

Senior Sister paused and continued: "The first to seventh disciples of the Sword Pavilion are all ready to inherit the fortune of heaven, if the Heavenly Dao awakens and pours great power, I am afraid it will also be very troublesome. The rest of the disciples are still short of fire. ”

"Heavenly Dao won't really wake up for the time being. Ye Changong said.

The senior sister believed the words of the master and was a little relieved, she continued: "The Sword Saint has not moved, but he has completely melted into the Heavenly Dao at this moment, and in the future, the world will collapse, he will definitely use the sword in the name of maintaining order, the sword of the peak of the Sword Saint...... The second junior brother will try his best to block it. ”

"As for Liu Junzhuo, she is on her way to the Ancient Spirit Sect, and the junior brother has already left, so she shouldn't cause any trouble, but she doesn't have to worry about it. ”

"By the way, there is the most important thing...... "Senior Sister looked worried: "Bai Zang has also been projected into the world." ”

"Where is the projection?" Ye Changong asked.

Senior Sister said: "There are all over the world, and I have even been there outside the three thousand worlds. But she did nothing but inspect her realm as if she were a lord. ”

After saying this, the senior sister said seriously: "Master only needs to recuperate, there is no need to be distracted to pay attention to these, just leave it to us." ”

Ye Changong listened to this, as if she was an outsider, and she was always unfazed.

"Well, rest assured. After hearing this, Ye Changong replied softly.

The candles in the hall were silent, and the floating fairy sound was like ripples.

The senior sister looked at the shadow on the curtain.

Shizun looked like a dream forever, but she never really told anyone about her weakness at the moment.

Senior Sister shook her head slightly.

The First and Second Hunting Wars ended in failure. She didn't have much confidence, she just wanted to do her best.

After all, if they hadn't seen the Lord, they would have been mortal gods.

"By the way, do you need me to inform the demon kings of Ten Thousand Demon City, so as not to accidentally injure my junior brother and ...... Sister-in-law. Senior Sister asked.

"No need, let him beg for his own blessings. ”

Ye Changong's immortal voice is indescribably clear, and it is still ethereal, but the senior sister always feels that there is something else in the master's words?

She held the brand-new sword book and ordered her to retreat.

......

Four hours later, in the sky, in Ning Chang's sight, a black, huge silhouette pressed over.

The forests and trees here are black, the barren mountains and meadows are black, and the black city ......

The tip of the sword turned downward, and Ning Changjiu and Si Ming landed gently.

Together, they looked ahead.

This is the northeast corner of Middle Earth, the vast Xiongcheng expands and opens a huge black shadow, the towering city wall is made of huge stones, rises from the ground, I don't know how many zhang high, the city wall burns with torches, it is the demon fire, the demon fire burns steadily in the wind, and goes away continuously, at every tower on the city wall, there is a stone statue of a big demon, these stone statues climb on the black cliff-like city tower, look up, reveal an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression.

Even five hundred years ago, the Great Demon suffered countless deaths and injuries, and even now, there are still many Five Realms Demons trapped at the bottom of imperial cities around the world. This majestic city is still towering, facing the world with a proud posture, and there is no sense of dying.

On both sides of the city gate, there are the famous inscriptions that run through the floor, "The one who comes is a guest" and "The one who brings the sword dies". The words are strong and vigorous, but they seem to be written with a sword in one go.

"It's a giant beast at dusk and sunset. Si Ming commented.

But why didn't she stand in the twilight and sunset?

Si Ming laughed at himself and said: "Let's go, go to the so-called Ghost Emperor, take back the broken authority of the Immortal Monarch, and then hurry up and leave, the saint will die, and the muddy waters of the Ten Thousand Demon City, even I don't want to flow." ”

Ning Changjiu nodded lightly and did not speak.

He looked at the sky above the tower.

The sky was the same, only a little darker than the outside.

Nothing else.

Heaven's Thing...... If Kunlun is in the city, what should it be?

Ning Chang didn't think much about it for the time being. Now the first thing is to save the junior sister first.

"Hmm. Let's go. Ning Changjiu said simply, Si Ming put on the mask of the demon fox, and they calmly walked into this ancient city that was unusual in the eyes of the world.

The guards at the gates of the city were a pair of boar spirits.

The boar spirit with spear in hand blocked their way.

Ning Chang handed over the documents circulating in Middle-earth, and the wild boar spirit looked at the documents and said, "Have you ever worn a sword?"

Ning Chang said: "I understand the rules of Ten Thousand Demon City. ”

The wild boar spirit reminded: "The world understands the rules of the Ten Thousand Demon City, but there are always people who want to break the rules, and there are a lot of corpses buried in the white bone pit, so don't leave it to chance." ”

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "No." ”

The boar spirit checked the customs clearance documents, and without making any difficulties, he let them in.

Walking through the long corridor, the light is particularly bright at the end.

After the road, there is a shocking deep pit, the pit is full of white bones, among which there are human bones, there are also demon bones, exuding a rotten, bloody stench.

"Guests. A dog demon with a paper talisman on his head staggered over, its eyes were blind, but it walked very steadily, it said sincerely: "The guest is a fresh face, a newcomer, do you need a guide? ”

Si Ming didn't speak, she didn't care, anyway, it was Lu's money to marry.

Ning Chang looked at it, groaned slightly, and asked, "You are blind and can't see, how do I know if you have lied to someone?"

The blind dog demon said in a heartfelt manner: "I am a native dog here, although my eyes are blind, but my nose is sensitive! There are not 1,000 guests who have received 10,000, you don't have to doubt me!"

Ning Chang thought for a while and said, "Then let's do it, I want to test you a random question, if you answer it, I will ask you to be a guide." ”

The dog demon said confidently: "Ask." ”

Si Ming glanced at Ning Changjiu, and wanted to ask about the Ghost Emperor, but Ning Changjiu silently stopped him. Ning Chang asked the blind dog and said, "Do you know where the biggest temple in the city is?"

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