Canyons, wastelands, swamps, poisonous fog, deserts, glaciers......

In the dark night, outside the Broken City, the gongs and drums of the pursuit never stopped.

Ning pinched the concealment technique for a long time, and the figure of the escape was as thin as a rain line.

If it were anyone else, he would not be able to search for him in the infinite world.

But it wasn't a single person who pursued him, but the entire dark night behind him.

This dark night is like a blood crow with black wings, sniffing the breath of the fugitives, chasing after them overwhelmingly, not sparing an inch of land.

Near the ice field, thunder tore through the night and smashed into the ice, which was as thick as the earth.

Ning Chang's figure as thin as a rain line was illuminated by thunder.

The Sinner found him.

The sound of thunder was endless, and the weaving black feathers fell from the sky, and pieces of flying knives like spinning arrows shot towards Ning Changjiu's location.

Ning Changjiu's figure walked through the snow like a snake, between the small movements left and right, several black feathers flashed from his side, and further behind, the previous thunder and lightning had touched the ice, and the thunder and lightning chiseled into the ice, and exploded violently, while lighting up the golden light, the ice was overwhelmed, shaking like an earthquake, and the torn cracks were filled with electric light, and they traveled quickly along the ice, like an infinitely extended sword, constantly approaching where Ning Changjiu was.

The snow evaporated in large quantities, and the sound of ice cracking sounded piercingly, and the figure of Ning Changjiu's sword walking through looked small and embarrassed.

When the crack filled with thunder and lightning approached Ning Changjiu, his figure was finally unavoidable, Ning Changjiu was forced to turn back, and the sword intent that had already accumulated in his body was like a fiery beast opening its bloody mouth full of fangs, and pounced on the electric light.

The sword fire collided with the thunderbolt.

The flames were torn apart by the storm of thunder and lightning, and Ning Chang's sword-wielding figure was illuminated in an instant.

Although the sword fire was extinguished, the tip of the sword was still wrapped in snow-white sword qi and stabbed out.

The sword qi and the meaning of judgment collided and devoured each other. Where the blade of the black sword cut, the figure of the Sin Monarch happened to be outlined.

The white sword light also illuminated the shadow of the Sinner.

He stood in the snow, like a statue splashed with silver water, solemn and mysterious, and all the fighting movements around him had nothing to do with him.

In an uproar, the wide sleeves of the Sinner's coat were like a cover of night.

The sword qi that Ning Chang had inspired was like the sea water parting by the edge of the reef in front of the guilty monarch.

From time to time, a few bright rays of light lit up, illuminating the snowfield, and the flat snow that had not melted for thousands of years began to melt and sizzle in large areas.

The sword collided with the Black Sleeve for a short time, but in a moment, a hand poked out of the sleeve of the Sinner's coat.

It was not so much a hand as five long, curved hooks.

The tip of the claw clasped the black sword,

Ning Chang wanted to draw the sword, but as if the other party had fused with the sword, he couldn't pull it out at all.

Ning Chang didn't make much effort, and since he couldn't pull it out, he stabbed forward.

The sword light was bright again, Ning Changjiu held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, and the palm of his right hand pressed the bottom of the sheath and pushed it forward.

The video of the god Shura was a spinning turbine that activated the power accumulated in his body, and on his skin, a pale red light lit up, and these lights turned into wisps of flowing threads and rushed towards the blade of the sword.

And on the side of his white clothes, small fireworks flowers also exploded.

It was the backlash that came when the power broke through the limits of heaven and earth.

And during the stalemate between Ning Changjiu and the Sin King, the electric light in the crack in the ice surface had already distorted, and it jumped up violently when it approached Ning Changjiu's side, like a prostrate walking through the ground, and finally came to the electric python beside the prey.

It pounced towards Ning Changjiu.

It was lightning, and Ning Chang's hand was as fast as lightning.

Ning Changjiu directly reached out and grabbed the thunderbolt.

His hands were instantly blackened by lightning.

And the Sin Lord, who fixed the tip of the black sword, gave a sharp push.

Ning Chang held the black sword and flew out upside down, and the thunderbolt also broke free from the restraints of his hand, crashed into his chest, bit his white clothes, and slid rapidly against him on the snow.

At the same time, the figure of the Sin Monarch also disappeared in place, and then, in front of Ning Changjiu's body, the pitch-black robe suddenly appeared.

A tearing pain in the lower abdomen came.

The Sin King slammed his fist into his abdomen, and Ning Chang's Shura body was shaken, but he bit his breath, even if his body was knocked out again by this punch, his body was still burning with hellish fire.

After the Sin Monarch flew Ning Chang's hammer out, he took the spear-like thunderbolt with his left hand.

With the thunderbolt in his hand, it was no longer a sword, but a sharp spear.

"Perish. The Sinner groaned in a low voice, and the spear was thrown.

Ning Changjiu didn't have time to adjust his figure, and when that shot came, he had to move forward with the blade of his sword and hit the tip of the gun.

Ning Changjiu's feet were deeply sunken in the snow, like two nails gripping the ground. But the spear pried the nail up stubbornly, and with the power of judgment, it kept pressing in the direction of Ning Changjiu's heart.

Ning Changjiu was unable to hold the sword at this moment, and he directly pressed the sword body as a heart shield on his chest. The high-speed spinning thunder spear rubbed against the black sword, and sparks of lightning sputtered in front of him.

This black sword is worthy of being an artifact held by the gods of the Divine Kingdom in the past, and under such a battle, the surface of this black sword is still as smooth as a mirror, leaving no scratches.

Ning Chang was relieved.

This shows that the limits of the power of this world are not enough to destroy this sword.

But even with the peerless sword, he is still not the opponent of the Sin King.

The high-speed spinning thunderbolt spear was pressed against his chest, and the force that penetrated his body almost tore his heart apart, and his body was like a boat in a raging storm, pushed back by the wind and waves in the rapids.

If this continues, sooner or later, his heart will be overwhelmed and burst with blood.

Suddenly, the low roar of a snowfield beast was heard behind him.

The light and the earthquake caused a riot among these desolate beasts, which ran wildly across the snowy fields and galloped, adding to the chaos of the already dark night.

Behind Ning Changjiu, the snow elephant herd ran over following the light.

The ground shook uneasily.

Ning Chang's backward figure directly hit a snow elephant.

The snow-like body like a hill was directly knocked down, but his flexible skin gave Ning Chang a good cushion, he had nothing to rely on, but was passively pushed by the thunder gun, and finally found an opportunity to adjust his body shape at this moment.

He let out a low roar, turned to his side, stepped on the body of the snow elephant that was about to collapse, and leaped into the sky.

The spear of thunder grazed his body and shot into the darkness behind him.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder gun went and returned.

Ning Chang caught the true trick of Shui Yue in the mirror in a moment of respite.

His figure briefly reversed the shadow of the thunder and lightning.

The thunderbolt flew into the air.

The figure of the Sin Monarch reappeared, and as soon as he grasped the handle of the gun, without the slightest pause in his movements, the figure jumped up and slashed towards where Ning Chang was.

Ning Changjiu had just been pulled back from the brink of death, his limbs were stiff, and he had no strength to face the enemy head-on.

"Why did you kill me?" Ning Changjiu roared angrily: "Death to the blasphemer, why do the blasphemers die? In this world, the murderer dies, the arsonist dies, and the traitor dies...... But the blasphemer will not sin unto death!"

The Sin Monarch brandished his spear and smashed it at Ning Changjiu, and said in a majestic voice, "Why don't you die?"

Ning Changchang said very quickly: "Everyone in the world knows that killing people pays for life, then only killing people or having the possibility of killing can pay for life, you are the god, no one can kill you, and you have no risk of being killed from beginning to end." A man can pinch to death an ant that climbs on his body at will, but he must not condemn it to death according to the rules!"

"You are not a human, you are a god who respects the way of heaven, why do you kill me with the law?" Ning Chang asked.

The Sin Monarch said calmly, "According to the source of the Great Dao, what you said is indeed correct. But you are wrong. ”

Ning Chang's figure holding the black sword was knocked out again, Shura's body collapsed and condensed, and his pupils burned with scarlet golden flames.

"What did I do wrong?" asked Ning Chang sharply.

The sin said, "What I follow is not lawful, and what I judge is only sin." Even if you are innocent, you must be responsible for your past. ”

"My past?" Ning asked rhetorically.

The figure of the Sin King approached, and the spear waved impermeably, "More than two thousand years ago, you should have been destroyed by heaven and earth. ”

Ning Changjiu's figure flickered in the intertwined lightning, and he asked, "More than two thousand years ago, what crime did I commit at that time?"

The sin king hit him again in the heart with a shot, and said, "Whoever draws his sword to the sky, heaven will punish him." ”

When Ning Chang's figure flew out upside down again, he slashed a sword, and the golden crow flew out, entanglement with the undying spear.

The Golden Crow has a natural restraint against all the darkness in the world, but its own combat power is not very strong.

Soon, Jin Wu was picked open by the tip of the spear, turned into wisps and flew back to Ning Changjiu's body, Ning Changjiu's figure fell to the snow, and after rolling several times before he could stop his body, he got up in the snow and raised his face, under the reflection of electric light, there were several fine red marks on Qingxiu's face.

Ning Chang was forced by the spear to barely breathe.

Every time the shadow of the spear waved into a circle, dozens of miles of snow evaporated at once.

Ning Chang felt that his body was about to crack, and the sea of hot qi was filled with smoke, announcing the depletion of spiritual power, and his heart was also beating unsteadily, and the temples at both ends were clearly bursting with meridians. All of his movements are based on almost all of his fighting instincts.

Under this battle, a lot of corpses were added to the snowfield, and those corpses were all fierce beasts on the ice field.

They were scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by thunder and lightning, and the tempting aroma of meat wafted discordantly, and after Ning Chang's nose moved slightly, he felt hungry and tired, and his body was much more tired.

The snowfields are coming to an end.

The sleeve on the right side of the Sinner's coat fluttered endlessly, gradually regaining its wholeness.

This hunt is coming to an end.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

The Sin King raised the thunder spear in his hand, and wisps of lightning converged on the tip of the spear.

The Sin King picked up his spear, drew an arc in the air, and slashed down.

Ning Chang's body jumped, and the black sword was raised high. The pitch-black sword body was like a primer for absorbing lightning and lightning, and the countless rays of electric light were all adsorbed on the sword body, and Ning Chang copied the actions of the guilty monarch and smashed all the thunder and lightning on the black sword back.

The lightning returned to the gun.

Ning Chang's figure landed on the ground and fled backwards.

But the battle of the snow field consumed too much of his strength, and at this moment he wanted to escape, and he was already a bit of a hero's end.

At the end of the snowfield was the huge, churning mist-grey mist of time, across which the only stone bridge was crossed.

It was at the junction of this snowfield and the rift valley that Ning Changjiu and the Sin Monarch began their final confrontation.

In Ning Chang's original plan, if he had no choice, he would jump directly into the canyon, protected by dead branches, and he could ensure that he would not be eroded.

But he still underestimated the sinner.

The power of the Sin King is constantly recovering, even if it is not as good as the heyday, but it is still not something he can contend with.

The spear fell.

Ning Changjiu blocked with a horizontal sword, but the moment the gun fell, it turned into a soft long whip in mid-air, Ning Changchang was vigilant, and immediately changed his moves, and when the change was halfway through, the long whip turned into a knife again.

The sinner slashed with his sword.

The huge impact not only shocked Ning Changjiu's mouth numbly, but also made him feel that his body and bones were about to be knocked apart.

This is an almost overwhelming force.

Electricity and sword qi are intertwined, black feathers are like knives, and the light is bright and extinguished several times, and Ning Changjiu's figure is forced to keep retreating.

Approaching the edge of the cliff, Ning Chang was about to leap down when a knife that was unimaginably fast cut into his arms.

He dodged sideways as fast as he could.

But he still didn't dodge.

Ning Chang watched as the knife sliced through his powerful Shura body and severed the right arm holding the sword at the shoulder.

Not only him, but the sword spirit in his body gave birth to a sense of despair.

In the previous suffocating pursuit, it was difficult for Ning Chang to use that sword to fight to the death.

Now that his right arm has been cut off, how can he still have a chance of winning?

But his right arm, holding the sword, did not hit the ground.

Sudden mutations.

The hand, which should have fallen to the ground, miraculously flew back and reconnected his right shoulder, without even the slightest injury.

Go back in time.

Behind the Sin King, Si Ming was wrapped in an ink-colored cloak, and he stood tall.

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The appearance of Si Ming is a variable in this battle.

The sinner imprisoned her on the cross for six days that day, and the commander could not get out, indicating that she did not have the ability to cut through the prison of her heart.

But now the woman came out of her predicament and came to herself.

The Sinner quickly figured out the answer.

There is another person who breaks the heart, not Si Ming, but the mortal little girl in the red dress.

Many years ago, those arrogant and domineering ancient gods comprehended the power of the human world, when the sword of mortals cut off the heads of many ancient gods, and then the Jedi heavens, people and gods were separated, and the remaining ancient gods either went into exile and seclusion, or gained greater power, in short, there was rarely a real intersection with people.

Therefore, the old gods will also habitually ignore the power of most mortals.

The Sin King looked at Si Ming quietly.

All the wounds on her body had healed, and there was a cold smile on her beautiful face.

Si Ming didn't go to see the sin monarch for the first time, but looked at Ning Changjiu, and she smiled: "Such an embarrassment?"

Of course, Ning Changjiu didn't have time to talk to her quickly.

He continued to stabilize his breath during these moments, and reconnected the power of Shura that had been cut off before.

The Sin King said, "You're here to save him?"

Si Ming smiled, "I'm here to kill him." ”

A sneer seemed to erupt from the black robe of the Sin Lord, "Legend has it that when you meet with the authority of the Night Killer, you can burst out with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. ”

Si Ming nodded: "Lord Sin, do you want to try it too?"

"Hmm. Sin Jun nodded and said, "But I'll try it myself." ”

The wind was mixed with thunder.

Si Ming's black robe danced backwards, the hood was blown off by the strong wind, the silver hair was flying, and the face hidden under the hood was revealed, and on the delicate face, the beautiful facial features were glowing with a faint moonlight.

She looked at Ning Changjiu and said sharply, "What are you waiting for?"

Ning Chang realized, holding the black sword and slashing at the back of the guilty king.

The thunder knife turned into an electric bird, and the breath of thunder and lightning was like the high-pitched song of an electric bird.

Si Ming also moved, and the power of time enveloped her, making her movements almost double as fast, and the flickering of her figure occurred almost instantly.

When the black sword met its master, it let out a buzzing sound, and in that buzzing sound, there was also a message conveyed by Si Ming.

Ning Chang realized, and he stabbed a sword at the Sinner.

The sinner does not block or avoid, because this sword is a false dangling.

In the short time like the lightning flashing out, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming attacked the Sin King with the momentum of horns, and their bodies flashed by staggered.

Thunder gun wielding.

"Heavenly Punishment!" the Sin Monarch locked onto Ning Changjiu's figure and snorted.

The priest also invoked his authority, went back in time, and canceled the judgment of the guilty king.

This is her night, and with the blessing of the sundial, she is more than twice as powerful in the night as in the day, and now in the same situation, she can even compete with the sin lord for the strength of power.

But even if the authority of the two can cancel each other out, Si Ming can never be the opponent of the guilty king.

But now there is still a long time.

When the two figures staggered, Ning Changjiu had already handed the black sword back to Si Ming.

This black sword exerted a completely different power in Si Ming's hands.

Si ordered a sword slash.

The sword seemed to be extremely slow, like an old ox pulling a cart, and it was struggling.

But the urgency of danger is like an arrow from a string, and the sound of tearing through the air sends chills through the heartstrings.

The contradiction between fast and slow is truly reflected in this sword.

If an ordinary person faced this sword, his mind would definitely be intimidated, and then he would be directly cut in two by the speed of this time illusion.

But Si Ming could not deceive the sinner.

At the moment when her sword was slashed, the thunder knife in the palm of the Sin Monarch turned into a blade, and it also cut to Si Ming.

The thunder blade shuttled through the layers of time realms, and accurately collided with the most vulnerable point of the black sword's sword qi.

The cage of time dissolves at the same time.

But the Sinner did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

At the moment when the blades clashed, Ning Changjiu also jumped up, fusing the eighty-one moves of the Shura style into the tip of his fist, and shook towards the back of the guilty king.

The realms of Ning Chang and Si Ming are both the pinnacle of this world, and their authority is the armor and sword on their bodies.

In the same realm, the Sin King is equivalent to wearing a solid heavy armor, holding the unique divine sword in the world, while Si Ming is equivalent to holding the shield and sword of time, only Ning Changchang is bare-handed, alone, if it weren't for the Shura Shenlu to help him strengthen his physique, he would have died under the judgment of the Sin King at this moment.

But now the people at the peak of the two realms are encircling and suppressing the Sin King, although the Sin King has a body of Xuan Armor, he can only guarantee that he is undefeated, and it is extremely difficult to kill both sides at the same time.

Ning Chang smashed into the back of the guilty king, but his bones hurt.

Si Ming's earth-shattering sword was also forcibly forced back.

The spear of thunder and lightning danced in a circle.

Si Ming and Ning Changjiu retreated together.

Their eyes met in the air, and they understood each other's thoughts at the same time.

Ning Chang made a quick decision and fell directly under the abyss.

The Sin Monarch did not pursue, after all, it was difficult for his current realm to completely stop the erosion of the power of time.

Ning Chang jumped into the endless canyon.

The Sin King set his sights on Si Ming.

The spear of thunder fell, and the laws of judgment turned into one electric bird after another, and these laws only stopped by killing the person being judged.

The power of time enveloped Si Ming, and her figure flickered on the side of the rift, trying to delay time.

At one point, she suddenly stretched out her hand.

In the rift behind the Sinner, the power of time began to surge wildly.

Ning Changjiu, who jumped into it, did not sink, he was supported by Si Ming with authority, and after the withered branch on his waist absorbed the power of the law, he suddenly jumped up from the deep gorge.

Dead branches cannot infuse spiritual power, but they can infuse time.

Ning Chang held the withered branch in his hand and slashed at the sinner.

The Sin King drew a perfect circle in front of him.

But in endless time, no perfection lasts forever.

The dead branches glow with a glittering moonlight, and when they are cut down, they are like waterfalls hanging down to the sky.

After a long period of time, the round statue began to twist and deform, gradually turning into grains of sand.

The authority of the sinner king was broken.

He knew that it was not the law of time that really broke his authority, but the dead branch.

He stared at the dead branch, as if to reveal some great secret in it.

"Is this your sword?" the Sin King suddenly asked.

Ning Chang remembered what his master had said, and said categorically: "Yes." ”

This is also the sword used by the master to kill himself back then.

The sin king said: "This thing is not owned by the world, where did you come from?"

Of course, Ning Changjiu will not tell the truth.

He used the method of escape to get close to Si Ming, and used the power of time on the dead branch to break up the pursuit of the judgment for Si Ming.

But the law of this withered branch infusion is also limited, and it can't withstand a few uses, and after it is used up, the Sin King will never give him another chance to fill it.

The fierce battle unfolded again.

The figures of Ning Chang and Si Ming were staggered in the air, and the electric light illuminated their faces and bodies from time to time.

Si Ming knew that ordinary attacks could barely leave any wounds on the Sinner's body.

So she simply only attacked and did not defend, trying to leave some scars on the body of the guilty king with a fierce posture of injuring the enemy by one thousand and injuring three thousand.

And Ning Changchang used the power of withered branches to help Si Ming dispel those haunting judgments. When the judgment fell to Ning Changchang, the priest went back in time and canceled the judgment of the guilty king.

The battle went on and on.

Blood oozed from Si Ming's eyebrows again, and many thin lines were cut on his wrists under the sleeves of his robe, the most dangerous of which was the most dangerous one, when the Guilty King's thunder spear broke through her defenses and directly pierced her black robe, and the overflowing blood soaked the already dark robe even deeper.

At the place of the cliff, the battle passed, and the rubble was like a crack, and it rolled into the bottom of the cliff.

And the recovery of the right robe of the Sin King has obviously stalled, and he has also suffered imperceptible injuries in this battle.

Thousands of years ago, before the Lord of Sin became a god, there were many real battles of life and death.

But now he is the Lord.

After dozens of moves, he still couldn't defeat the two difficult flies.

This made him a little angry.

The Sin King suddenly stopped, hanging in the air, he slowly raised the thunder spear, and in the sky, lightning kept streaking.

The breath of destruction rises in the air.

Ning Chang couldn't help but think of the proverb in the imperial city of Zhao State: "Punish heaven and law, sacrifice to the city." ”

Although the sense of horror that destroyed the world and the earth was not embodied in any grand scene, the whole dark night seemed to poke out countless knives, all aimed at the people on the edge of the cliff.

They knew that the Sinner was about to wield the power of true terror.

It's not something they can resist.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming knew in their hearts, and their figures approached in an instant.

"Let's go. Si Ming was covered in injuries and said strongly.

She built a stagnant wall of time in front of her, buying time for Ning Changjiu.

Ning Chang grabbed her wrist and flew into the air in reverse, escaping from this cliff that was about to completely collapse before the Breath of Destruction really came.

The next moment, they were far away from the Bina tribe.

It was a rocky wilderness.

In the wilderness, there were a few houses scattered around, and those houses were long empty, the traces left by the tribesmen when they migrated from afar.

They avoided the Sin King for the time being, but not for long.

Ning Chang pulled Si Ming and crashed into a dilapidated house.

"Water!" Si Ming's suppressed injuries erupted.

She certainly didn't want real water.

Ning Chang handed her the dead branch.

Si Ming leaned against the wall, took the dead branch, pulled up the messy silver hair that fell, tilted his face slightly, and kissed his lips, sucking the power in it.

Ning Chang said: "I'll heal your injuries first." ”

Si Ming was intoxicated with the thick liquid of time, and only nodded at Ning Changjiu's words.

After she recovers from her injuries, she can use her authority to recover her injuries quickly for a long time.

Si Ming's black robe was soaked in blood, Ning couldn't see the wound clearly for a long time, he thought to himself that the other party was wearing a white dress, so he should see it more clearly.

With this in mind, he put his hand on her front and untied her black coat.

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(Thank you to the helmsman who rewarded the Dharma Protector Wind Halo!Thank you to the master of the hall, the Dark Descendant Raaste, for the hero!!, I sincerely thank the two for their great support and love for this book!)