Madame White's words fell into the ears of many.

The first to be shocked was the city lord, and he immediately said: "Impossible, the city gate is closed by me personally, and there are people guarding the city wall, how can someone sneak in?"

Madame Bai said: "But someone is indeed here." ”

The scholar who wore linen and filial piety glanced at the city lord with a flustered expression, and sneered: "Now that the lady is about to accept the authority of the Immortal Monarch, the undead in this city will not die, no matter who comes, what can they change? ”

The city lord sneered and said angrily: "What do you know about a useless scholar? Before you get drunk, any trivial matter can become a fatal stumbling block, and we can't tolerate any accidents at this moment, not at all!"

The scholar didn't overdo it, knowing that Madame Bai was in a bad mood now, and he didn't argue with him.

Madame Bai closed her eyes, and after a while, she uttered a shocking remark: "I can't find him." ”

"What?" everyone was shocked.

Now Madame Bai is the real lord of a city, and everyone in the city is something that has been overturned in her palm, and since someone has come in, how can she not find it?

Who is here?

Madame Bai was also puzzled in her heart, in her heart, there were only two possibilities, one was that she moved the city gate, but did not enter the city, but that person also had a concealment technique similar to that pair of senior brothers and sisters who could temporarily avoid her eyes.

Her fingerbones tapped on the armrest, and a skull flew out like a small sword, burrowing into the city lord's eyebrows in an instant.

Madame Bai said, "Borrow a long-lived realm from you and search for that person in the city." ”

After the skull entered his body, the huge power poured into his soul, and the city lord was distracted for a while, and he was a little uncomfortable with such a terrifying realm.

"Longevity ......"

He had regrets during his lifetime that he couldn't become a cultivator and defend the city for another hundred years, but now after his death, he will be a ghost and an immortal.

With the snap of his fingers, Madame Bai fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

The city lord's expression became more and more pious, and after bowing down, he was ordered to leave.

Mrs. Bai opened her eyes, glanced at Shubai lightly, moved her fingertips, and threw the young man into the queue of ghosts, Shubai couldn't speak, but looking at the ghosts of the men and women in front of him, his heart was furious, and he was also in the clouds for the words of Sister Bai who came back from the dead, if he could, he wanted to turn around and run away.

Madame Bai looked at the five paintings that were still evolving, and then looked up at the scarlet moon in the sky, at this moment the moon was halfway over, and it would not be long before it would be completely complete.

"Sixty-four years. Madame White sighed softly.

The sixty-four years haunted her like a nightmare, and the grim face of her could not be erased in any way.

At that time, he had obviously cultivated to the peak of the Purple Court, and he was only one step away from the Five Paths, but in front of the four old monsters, he didn't have the power to fight back at all.

It's just that even though that monster is so powerful, it still miscalculates, and the pile of bones that are so dead that they can't die anymore still re-conceives themselves.

Not only did she survive, but she climbed out of the old monster's forbidden position on a snowy night, and she came to the Sand River, chiseled the ice, boiled the river water for its own food, and the Sand River never froze again.

She wondered countless times, what kind of realm were those four people who killed her, who came from a hidden country to destroy the gods who disobeyed the laws of heaven and earth?

It's just that he practices diligently, doesn't eat human flesh, doesn't kill innocents, just because of a groundless rumor that comes out of nowhere, saying that eating your own bones can lead to immortality, so in Nanzhou, countless people want to kill themselves, causing a chaos of countless deaths and injuries.

And the god was wearing a robe and strung with Buddhist beads, and his face seemed to be full of compassion, and the solution to this chaos was to kill himself directly.

How ridiculous is it that if you deserve to die for your sins?

Madame Bai's red lips opened lightly, and she laughed silently, after that death, she finally understood that no matter how far she cultivated her realm, in the end, under the hands of the Lord of the Hidden Realm who held the law, there was still no possibility of survival.

The only way is to have the power to fight them, and that is to become the supreme king of her own kingdom, with all the laws at her disposal, and she wants to fill the city with living beings, no matter how sharp the sword, she cannot kill them.

This is the power of the law.

Madame White kept laughing, her chest heaving, her long white dress standing out in the night, and now she was entrenched on the throne like a dead white, tangled willow tree, on which grew a beautiful head.

The throne lifted her high into the air, almost reaching out to touch the red moon.

Her eyelids drooped, and her eyes fell on the overlooking city, where the red lanterns had turned white, and all those who had fled home were like stepping into the underworld with one foot when they passed the lantern.

And at this moment, those lit lanterns converged into a huge "lay" character.

Lay, also for the set also.

The city is full of mourning, and silence is like death, and it is decided.

The foundation of Linhe City has been decided, and the five pillars that symbolize the mythological logic of the Shendu Divine Kingdom are also slowly being built, and when the five pillars are completely completed, she can draw the dome of this side with her own hands and fabricate the sun, moon and stars.

It's just that there are still a few annoying bugs in the city today.

She grabbed the red moon and pointed it with her fingertips, and the picture on it changed, revealing the picture of Ning Xiaoling in the old mansion constantly slashing Ning Xiaoling's sword and slashing Ning Capture Water's soul.

Madame Bai sneered, if it weren't for the fact that the mythological logic had not been deduced at this moment, she would not be able to leave this Nai He Bridge, which symbolized the separation of yin and yang, so she went in person and tore the pair of senior brothers and sisters to pieces with two claws!

"Ning Capture the water, I give you great power, you are

That's it?"

Madame Bai's majestic voice carried infinite magic through the red moon.

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Above the courtyard, Madame Bai's voice sounded, and the red moon shone even more, and the light shone on Ning Xiaoling's body, her thoughts seemed to be slowed down a little, and the speed of her sword was a little slower.

After a moment of hesitation, she knew that something was wrong, and she was about to completely wash away Ning Baoshui's soul in the most violent river entry style, but after Ning Baoshui got Madame Bai's order, the realm climbed again, his broken hand instantly condensed, and he grabbed the pens scattered on the ground, and the messy handwriting was written in an instant, with a terrifying charm that was only mixed between life and death.

He is the future judge of this city, and he is in charge of life and death!

Around him, the snow also seemed to be "dead", collapsing and melting one after another, and the breath of death was like a line of fire burning on the autumn plain, and it became a momentum in an instant, surging rapidly.

Ning Xiaoling almost didn't hesitate, the snow fox's innate agility made her retreat quickly, and when the dead qi spread, she almost instantly rushed to the rear, clinging to the wall, and then she immediately pinched a sword trick and used the sword domain to protect herself, the dead qi came to her body, and she couldn't break through the sword domain for a while, it was like encountering the flowing water of a reef, scattering to both sides.

Seeing that the dead qi could not come in, the fear in Ning Xiaoling's heart dispelled a little, but after he couldn't continue to draw the sword, Ning Shui 's soul gathered at an extremely fast speed, as if condensed into a vague human form, and then pieced together details such as limbs and facial features.

Ning Xiaoling forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, Fang Cai was also in this position, a senior brother who was much lower than his own realm, he decisively took out his sword, and directly slashed him with one blow to make it difficult for him to heal, so why can't he?

Although this old thing has turned into a ghost, and the realm has risen a little, he is also very different from two months ago!

On the long street outside, the sound of fighting was faintly heard.

She clenched the sword in her hand, the snow around her was like sand, and she rolled away, just like when Senior Brother Fang Cai drew his sword.

Ning Baoshui's body was already condensed, and he sighed lightly: "Do you dare to use the old sword move again?"

Ning Baoshui was finally able to hold the pen, and the gloom squeezed in Fang Cai's heart splashed out like ink, and the void space around him was all rune paper, carrying on those ghostly inks, condensed into complete words.

Ning Xiaoling used the sword domain to protect herself, and started with the style of sand and snow, and her body suddenly rushed out, and said angrily: "You are only old." ”

It's just that Ning Baoshui has eaten a trench, he has seen the fierceness of this swordsmanship, and has an embankment, of course, he will not be killed instantly, when Ning Xiaoling came out of the sword, the three talismans have been drawn, he put the pen on his side, his expression is solemn like a judge without the slightest emotion, and he said loudly: "Yin and yang are extinguished, life and death are in order, merit is counted, and punishment is added!"

The three great talismans are chiseled down like a stele, with a judgment of life and death, and the determination of one is like the sharpest blade in the world, as long as it falls, it is a knife and two cuts!

Before Ning Xiaoling's Bai Hongguanri's sword move was halfway through, her figure was abruptly interrupted, and a rune tablet smashed down, forcing her to dodge sideways, and the next rune tablet forced her ink rain back into the sheath.

Ning Baoshui sneered in his heart, if Ning Changjiu hadn't played the conspiracy and tricks that took advantage of his unpreparedness just now, how could he have lost?

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On the long street, as soon as Ning Changjiu met the butcher, the battle began.

The butcher was a fat man, with a very strong body, and when he stood with a pig-killing knife in his hand, it looked like a small mountain of meat, and his movements were agile and incommensurate with his body, and he could smash the bricks and tiles under his feet when he ran wildly.

Before Madame Bai gave the order, his anger at finding the mad cow to no avail was sprinkled on Ning Changjiu's body, and Ning Changjiu was also too lazy to judge his identity, after all, now the city was full of enemies, and as soon as the butcher appeared, his sword intent had already spread like a needle.

He and the butcher moved at about the same time, and the moment the knife and sword collided, both could catch a trace of consternation in the other's eyes.

The other party turned out to be a human?!

And this consternation did not last long, the butcher killed the pig all his life, no matter how strong the pig was, he could end the other party's life with one sword, and the smooth cut on the neck of the horse's head just now made him extremely satisfied, thinking that after Madame Bai saw it, she would praise herself.

And this young man who is not long-eyed, and he is not as strong as a pig, he dares to block his own path.

Swords collided, and the sound of metal resounding through the long street.

After the first collision, the two of them did not pause in the slightest, and the second blow came, and in the midst of the collision, the butcher was shocked to find that the other party's thin boy had a sword faster than himself, and when his knife was still above his chest, the sword had already slashed towards his shoulder and neck!

The butcher roared, and the stones under his feet instantly shattered into powder, and the sudden burst of power knocked the sword back for a moment, and the knife in his hand slashed at the same time.

After another simple collision, both of them retreated a little.

The butcher was horrified to find that if it weren't for Madame Bai giving him a high realm, Fang Cai's second appearance might have been beheaded by the other party.

For him, who has killed all his life and pursued killing people with a knife, this is absolutely intolerable.

In his original plan, after slaying the mad cow with a single sword, he would use all the subtleties he had learned in his life, without any mud and water, to cut off his own head with a single sword!

What a wonderful life that must be?

It's just that now, he has to spend his energy to kill one more person.

When he was young, he killed a lot of people, and after entering the city and starting to settle down, his knife edge never licked human blood again, and now the bloodthirsty jade hope rose again, he lifted the pig-killing knife in his hand and pounced on it brazenly.

Ning Chang didn't want to entangle with him, he also planned to kill the other party quickly and then go to the Nai He Bridge to break it

Bad White Lady's ritual.

The sword-to-sword clash was even more sonorous, hardly fancy, and each one was a one-on-one collision of steel.

The butcher still underestimated the speed at which Ning Chang could draw his sword.

Although his sword skills have long been extremely fast and strong, almost as long as he slashes first, he can directly break people's hearts or take people's heads, but he found that he couldn't make a knife at all, the opponent's sword was too fast and too fast, and every knife of his own was suppressed, so he could only follow the path of the sword move and hurriedly resist.

As he kept retreating, the bricks and tiles on the ground cracked one by one.

The killing intent and anger in his heart are like lava accumulated in the crater, and when the opponent's sword moves are exhausted, he will turn into a molten fire and erupt out, cutting off the opponent's head!

The sword slammed again, and the butcher took another step back, shook off the numb tiger's mouth, and almost couldn't hold the knife steadily.

The sword didn't pause much, and it fell again in an instant, he had to roll his body sideways to dodge, a sword slash missed, and soon turned into a sweep, and continued to pursue, the butcher stabilized his body after a roll, and took the sword again, and at the same time his legs swept violently, and his body slammed directly into the opponent's waist like a rounded hammer.

Ning Chang jumped up, dodged the other party's pursuit, and slashed his wrist with a sword in the air.

The butcher hurriedly returned the knife to defend himself, and under the influence of the sword qi, he was still cut out.

He snorted painfully, his eyes were red, and he simply ignored the other party's attack, and directly stabbed out the knife that he had worked hard all his life!

This knife is extremely simple but with monstrous anger and murderous aura, he has practiced this knife hundreds of thousands of times, so clean that he can hardly find any flaws.

But he still didn't stab the other party with this knife, not because his skills were not enough, but because the pig-killing knife was too short.

Ning Changjiu's body retreated half a step back at the first time.

The blade grazed his chest in extreme danger, cutting through half of his shirt.

The knife was overwhelming, and the butcher's pupils were filled with great unwillingness, and then he watched the other party's body lean forward and slash out the same way, and the disappointment in his eyes suddenly shone brightly.

The sword that the other party took out was exactly the same as the sword he had practiced all his life.

He no longer had time to be jealous and resentful of the other party who imitated the exact same knife technique as he had learned all his life at a glance, this was the first time he had seen this knife in the hands of others, as if looking at himself in the mirror, he saw the beauty that almost transcended life and death!

At that moment, deep down in his heart, he longed for the other party to cut off his head like this.

But what he desperately longed for didn't happen.

With an extremely piercing "ding", Ning Changjiu's sword was hit by something, and it deviated from the trajectory hard, and the gap for that moment made the butcher subconsciously withdraw his knife and return to defense.

The butcher escaped, but his heart was empty.

His gaze crossed Ning Changjiu's shoulder, looked over there, and said angrily: "What are you old Taoist doing!"

As he spoke, he ignored Ning Changjiu, and directly threw the pig-killing knife in his hand towards the old Taoist who saved his life!

That person was Ning Baoshui who came out of the house.

He looked at the flying knife, and the judge directly knocked it to the ground with a wave of his pen, he looked at the butcher, and said angrily: "Thanks to me for saving your life, you old puppet don't know what to do." ”

"Save my life?" the butcher's face burst out with bruises, and he said angrily: "You pay for my life!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, controlled his qi in the air, and once again drove the pig-killing knife and pounced.

In Ning Baoshui's original plan, after he temporarily trapped Ning Xiaoling, he would go out first and kill the most tricky Ning Changjiu with the butcher, but such twists and turns were something he never expected.

Of course, this pig killer was not his opponent, but it was also very difficult, and the butcher had obviously lost his mind, and when his mountain-like figure collided with it, even if Ning Baoshui had used the talisman to resist, he was still shocked back two steps.

In the old mansion, Ning Xiaoling, who was originally surrounded by dead qi and had to resist with difficulty in the sword domain, took a breath because of this.

She hurriedly cut off the dead air and ran towards the outside of the house, but now the cause and effect line in this old mansion still binds her, she does not have the experience of transcending life and death like her senior brother, and she can't get out of this cause and effect line at all.

"Senior brother!"

She knocked the door and shouted a few times.

Ning Changjiu heard her shout, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the butcher couldn't get rid of Ning Xiaoling for too long, just as he was still thinking about how to bring Ning Xiaoling out of the house.

The ground shook suddenly.

Before the shock and astonishment could turn into concrete emotions, behind them, at the corner of the alley, the wall began to collapse in large numbers.

By the wall, a blood-stained mad bull with scarlet eyes and hooves trampled wildly, and the butcher remembered his duty and wanted to kill the mad cow with a knife, but the mad bull turned around sharply as he approached, and slammed directly into the gate of the old house, and kicked the butcher in the chest with his vigorous hind hooves, kicking him to the bottom.

And in the house, Ning Xiaoling didn't react to what was happening, she only felt that there was an earthquake, and the senior brother in her mouth was only halfway through the shout for help, and the door in front of her was directly shattered, and on the back of the black cow covered in blood, a figure that was also so dark that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye fell.

Behind the extremely dark curtain, a white, slender finger with distinct joints stretched out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into the pitch-black curtain, and in her ears, a familiar and cold voice sounded, somewhat majestic and domineering: "What is the noise, follow me!"

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(Originally, I only wanted to write 3,000 words, but I didn't capture it, and I coded more than 5,000 words, so I was a little late...... It's another day. ）