The explosion spread at high speed in a huge circular wave of flames, and the turbid colors in the sky were ignited, and as far as the eye could see, it was as red as the end of the world, and the huge sound and violent air waves also carried the momentum of overturning the heavens and the earth, like a flood beast out of the floodgates, and the wall rose and roared down.

Even if they were far away, a huge roar was still mixed with a heat wave, and the people in Broken City and the tribe could feel the scorching heat on their cheeks, and they scattered after a short pause, and those noisy sounds were like the crackling sound of burning firewood.

For thousands of years, the sky here was only a cloudy white and a sticky black, and today it is the third color in the sky.

In the sky above the Broken City, the golden cross was also dyed red, and Si Ming was nailed to it, and the white dress was like blood, and the silver hair was like blood, like a camellia that was about to wither under the dusk.

At one end of the cross, the black crow quacked at the sky, and the waves of qi parted in front of it and flowed behind it, while the black snake at the lower end of the cross tightened its body and wrapped its body around the pillar, it kept spitting out letters, its pupils were red, and the black scales kept reflecting red light as its body wriggled.

The waves that accompanied the loud noise overturned an unknown number of houses, broken tiles and wooden pillars broke and flew all over the sky, many people who lacked the cover of the walls, were immediately lifted, flying and falling like air bags, blood spurting wildly, and many people were also crushed under the collapsed houses, sticking out their arms with difficulty, and then being trampled by the panicked crowd to be bloodied.

Si Ming overlooked the chaos under the city, but it was much calmer, and the violent wind was also like a giant hand, firmly pressing her on the torture rack, and the white dress and skin that flew backwards were ironed to the extreme, and the exquisite curves outlined were almost perfect.

It's just that no one has time to pay attention to her anymore.

She closed her eyes, her red lips pursed without the slightest hint of warmth.

"Night Exception, your thoughts are really unpredictable. She muttered to herself, remembering the gentle and gentle Lord of Heaven who had taken her outside of the sundial when she was a girl, so that she could get her first glimpse of the law of time.

At that time, she asked Ye Jie, what else do you want to be as powerful as you?

Ye Ye smiled and said that he wanted to meet someone, someone who could truly step out of the light cone of fate, and he also said that he hoped that the Lord God would be that person.

It's a pity that they all know the rest of the matter, and the existence of the Lord God is not the one who can escape fate.

She struggled with her hands, but she couldn't break free of the nail of judgment that pierced her wrist, and the pain of her heart was transmitted from her wrist to her body, and her lips pursed even tighter, and finally she gave up, and the crow on the cross stared at her coldly, his eyes like a warning.

She hopes that Ye Ji can leave, so that he will never see his humiliation, and she also hopes that Ye Ji can come back, even if he hates himself again, he will not let himself endure such humiliation......

She knew that this was the annihilation of her divinity and the fragile emotions brought about by her human nature.

For some reason, the figure of the young man in white suddenly flashed in her mind...... That damn teenager.

She originally wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, but now she just didn't want him to see her like this.

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In the tribes beyond the snowfield, many people also rushed out of the streets, and they all looked up and watched the explosion in the sky from point to face, and the fiery red flame waves pushed the snow-white light curtain, spreading tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

"What's that?"

"The gods must be angry, and the sky is about to fall......"

"Our ancestor once said that if we can't find a way out, what awaits us in the end will be the end of the world......"

"Run!

The voices of the people converged into one, and the roar was like a wave, with the roughness of the unique accent of the stockade, and at this moment, in the distant sky, the huge impact force reached here before it penetrated everything, and when the power came, the houses were destroyed and the corpses were all over the field.

"Look...... What's that?"

"It seems to be the God King!"

"Lord Kami-king......"

What they were pointing to was an abrupt, white dot in a red canopy, like a white gull hovering in the air.

Ning Chang was facing the fire that spread across the sky.

Before that huge wave of qi descended, he didn't hesitate, he directly drew his sword and slashed towards the sky.

Since the completion of the Shura Divine Record, this is the first time he has really made a sword, he does not have a clear authority on his back, and all he can rely on is a Dao method and the sword in his hand.

The young man's white clothes were like wings spread out in the sky, and those wings were a little small, but they seemed to protect the whole tribe under him.

The sword has already been unsheathed, raised high, the sword blade is facing his eyebrows, the power of both arms is poured into it, and it is slashed forward along the central axis of the whole person, the sword blade is already reflecting the fire-like skylight, and at this moment the spiritual power is pouring in, and it is a burning iron sword, surging with the sword intent that burns everything.

In a short period of time, the force that weighed as much as a mountain pressed on the blade of the sword in one fell swoop.

Ning Chang snorted, the meridians and muscles on his arm holding the sword burst out, those blood veins seemed to be beating, and his hands holding the sword were even more burned red by the heat transmitted.

"Boss ......" Shao Xiaoli ran out of the house, looking at the figure in the sky, she was a little at a loss for a while, she subconsciously pulled out her sword, but at this moment her realm was still insufficient, and she couldn't reach the height where he was.

She hurriedly turned around and looked at the courtyard, and saw Blood Feather Jun in the corner holding her wings trembling, and shouted, "Red-headed chicken!

Blood Feather Jun Ning said insubordination: "This day is going to fall, little girl, go and hide, anyway, there is a tall man on top, if he can't stand it, none of us can stand it, let's wait for death together......"

Shao Xiaoli's cheeks were so angry that her cheeks were hot, she looked at it with hatred, and said angrily: "The meat that fed you this month has been fed to Wang Ba!"

Blood Feather Jun didn't think she was scolding herself, it covered its head with its wings, like a king who had drilled into a shell.

Shao Xiaoli was so angry that he kept stomping his feet, and he couldn't wait to kill the red-headed chicken directly and throw it into the pot. She turned her head, towards the sky, the dazzling eyes shot over, her eyes were dark, immediately blocked her eyes with her sleeves, her head turned a little, Rao was so stinging in her eyes, she squeezed out her eyes from between her arms, covering her beating heart, enduring the pain to see the boss's safety.

Ning Changjiu hung above the stockade, stepping on a branch under his feet, when the impact came, the branch was crushed into powder, but Ning Changjiu's body was unscathed, in his body, the golden lotus with countless petals bloomed with brilliance, his spiritual power poured into the sword, igniting the sword fire of the canopy, and then he dragged the strength of his whole body to press it, and the sword blade seemed to hold a mountain, pushing upward.

The power broke through the critical limit, Ning Chang let out a clear roar, and the Shura Divine Record was instantly sent to the extreme, and the power mixed with the heat collided with his sword blade, and was forced back.

Ning Changchang's white clothes vibrated wildly, and his mind couldn't help but be flooded with the second senior brother's sword that split the spirit devourer, at that time, everything was like blood and sunset swallowing the sky, that sword light that was pure to the extreme, and then the sun fell smoothly under the valley.

He imitated this knife, but only imitated three points of divine will. His body kept rising, I don't know what it was

A man with a sword or a sword with a man.

The sword sliced through the sky.

The meaning of destruction is blatantly divided.

There was silence among the tribes.

The catastrophe did not really come, and the wave of destruction was split in the sky above and then dispersed to both sides, destroying only half of the walls surrounding the stockade.

Ning Changjiu's figure fell and landed on the roof of a watchtower, he gasped heavily, his eyes were slightly blackened, his eyes looked at the front and above, and he estimated the time when wave after wave of qi came in his heart, and after he slashed it three times in a row, the sky finally calmed.

Shao Xiaoli ran from a distance holding a kettle.

Shao Xiaoli jumped up to the watchtower, and several bodies rose to the roof, she looked at Ning Changjiu, who was half-squatting at the bottom of the building, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek: "Boss, you're so hot." ”

Ning Changjiu spit out a breath of hot air, took the kettle next to him, drank it all, and said with a smile: "After living for so long, you can't watch them die from natural disasters and man-made disasters." ”

Shao Xiaoli looked at him and said seriously: "You are the real god king, I don't deserve to be called the queen of gods, and the red-headed chicken is even less worthy of being the god of light." ”

As he spoke, Blood Feather Jun also stumbled over from a distance, shouting: "Uncle Ning is okay, this Tianjun is too late to save the car, don't blame Uncle Ning." ”

Shao Xiaoli was so angry that her face was about to swell into a bun, she kicked the flying Blood Feather Jun to the ground with a sharp kick, and then she helped Ning Changchang and said gently: "How is the boss, is it okay?"

Ning Changjiu said softly It's okay, the strength of his body has long been different from what it used to be, and there is not even a single scar left on his body, only the spiritual power in the sea of qi has evaporated a lot, making his qi and blood unable to bear it for a short time, and he looks a little weak.

"Get out of the way!" Ning Changjiu suddenly pushed Shao Xiaoli away, and then drew his sword and stabbed forward, and the blade of the sword pointed at a black feather.

It was a feather falling from the crimson sky.

Ning Changjiu's sword collided with this black feather, but failed to shake it, after the two struck, Ning Changjiu's figure fell from the high watchtower, he inserted the sword into the ground, stopping his backward figure, and the black feather followed like a shadow, like a bird born from a bone, pressing closely.

Shao Xiaoli's body was pushed and swayed, and she fell on the roof, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the boss had already fought with the feather.

The figures of the two staggered through the alley, and Ning Chang was like a goat being chased by a fly and crashing headlessly, always keeping a distance from the black feather.

"It doesn't seem to be trying to attack you. "When you chased me, the spirit of the Sword Sutra in his body suddenly said.

Ning Changjiu also realized this, his figure swept back, put the sword in front of him, and set up a protective sword domain, but the black feather stopped four or five feet in front of him, and it moved with Ning Changjiu's forward or backward footsteps, always keeping a distance.

"It just seems to want to watch you. The Spirit of the Sword Sutra guessed.

Ning Chang remembered the thick black shadow at the end of the sky before the explosion, and also guessed: "This is the feather ...... of the Sin King."

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra was surprised, "How is it possible? Why did the Sin Lord come here?"

"There is no one to govern here, it has its own laws, and in the eyes of the Lord of God, it is a place outside the law, and it is not unexpected that the Sin King will come, but I didn't expect such a coincidence. Ning stared at the black feather for a long time, and never let down his guard.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra asked again, "Why doesn't it do anything to you?"

Ning Changjiu already had a guess in his heart: "Maybe it's because I don't have the crime of killing." ”

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra immediately thought of what had happened in that month, and said in fear, "Could it be that it was all arranged by the Sin King?"

Ning Changjiu nodded lightly: "Even, we may have already met him." ”

Facing the Lord of the Kingdom of God is unimaginable even for cultivators in the Five Realms. The spirit of the Sword Sutra was cold.

Ning stared at the black feather for a long time, moving his steps vigilantly, and the black feather also refused to give in.

Shao Xiaoli ran over with a sword, she also noticed the hovering feather, and said in surprise: "What is this?"

Ning Changjiu now has a serious consumption of spiritual power, and there is no way to take it, so he said helplessly: "Just treat it as a decorative pendant." ”

Shao Xiaoli became even more nervous when she heard this, she looked at the black feather, as if she was facing a great enemy, as if her status in the rivers and lakes had been affected like never before.

Ning Chang confronted that black feather for a long time, and both sides were enemies and I didn't move.

Ning Chang pretended to faint and fell to the ground, and Hei Yu only approached some distance, like a difficult, difficult to shake the law.

"Why does the Sin Monarch still cast a black feather to look at me at such a juncture?" Ning Chang opened his eyes, puzzled.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra said: "Maybe it's because of the secret you hide. ”

Ning Changjiu asked, "Is it possible that he is also afraid?"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra sneered, "Your cheeks are so thick-skinned. ”

Ning Jiu no longer paid attention to the black feather, and only separated a wisp of divine consciousness that always locked its movements.

They returned to the house together, and outside the door were all worshippers, chanting the name of the God King, and the Blood Feather Monarch stood on the threshold to appease people's hearts, until he saw Shao Xiaoli grinding his knife and walking towards him, and then he retreated into the background.

Ning Chang doesn't like to be worshiped by others.

Every time there is a catastrophe in the world, whether it is an ordinary man or a cultivator, he will come forward, and those are the water that merges into a river, which can be intercepted and diverted, but it does not change and gush, which is also the reason why after the catastrophe five hundred years ago, in the world where all laws withered, the human race can open up the wilderness and flourish again before the demons and monsters.

Ning Chang calmed everyone and retreated into the house tiredly, the black feather followed behind him, and when he didn't look at it, it was like a shadow of nothingness.

The crimson sky gradually lost its color, and the catastrophe that destroyed everything seemed to be truly over, and the world returned to heavy darkness.

Ning Chang slept quietly on the couch, the spirit of the Sword Sutra was always awake, staring at the movement of the black feather, and Shao Xiaoli was also worried, so he couldn't rest assured, he had to keep vigil next to Ning Chang's bed, while Blood Feather Jun squatted on the roof, looking at the sky, observing if anyone fell from it.

Nothing happened overnight.

When Ning Chang opened his eyes, the black feather was still five feet in front of him, Shao Xiaoli seemed to have not slept all night, there was a faint smoky makeup on the side of her eyes, she held her cheeks with both hands, and her hair was a little messy, as if she was a little displeased.

Ning Changjiu patted her shoulder and said softly, "Go to sleep quickly." ”

Shao Xiaoli whispered: "Who is Lu Marrying?"

"Huh?" Suddenly hearing this name, Ning Changjiu was also a little stunned: "What's wrong? How do you know?"

Shao Xiaoli said: "You called her name when you slept." ”

Ning didn't speak for a long time, and after a moment of silence, he asked tentatively, "What about Zhao Xiang'er?"

Shao Xiaoli said angrily: "Guess." ”

Ning didn't dare to ask more questions for a long time, he put on his clothes and walked out of the house, looking at the chaotic sky again.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra was puzzled: "Why is it that the battle has ended, but the Sin Lord has not appeared for a long time?"

Ning Chang remembered what Ye Jie had said to himself, the canopy at the junction of the two worlds was built by the person who killed the headless god back then, using the absolute law of time, and the flow speed was tens of thousands of times faster than that of the normal world, even there

The moment it happens, it is a long time to convert it into this world.

Ning Chang retracted his gaze.

After a night of cultivation, his internal injuries had healed, and he recalled Shao Xiaoli's words, and their figures resurfaced in his mind again, with a beautiful black dress and a cold sword robe.

He wanted to see them, and the next time they met, he didn't want to hide any more words, at least not to leave regrets before the end of his fate.

And now he has no faith to get out, even if it's just to live.

His original plan was to take the opportunity to seize power when Si Ming and Ye Ji were at war, he had the withered branch to restrain Si Ming, and he had the body of Shura beyond Ye Ji's estimate, and he also thought about how to rebel against them in the melee and absorb the ways and details of authority later, and even he thought about what kind of humiliation he would let Si Ming suffer after seizing power.

It's just that the appearance of the sin king has disrupted everything, so what means does the supreme god rely on to defeat him?

He looked at the black feather suspended in front of him, and sighed leisurely, not knowing how far the sinner could be injured by the power of the night division for a hundred years.

Then he found something even more difficult to accept, and if he was going to be the enemy of the sinner, then he might have to seek cooperation as he was ordered.

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Broken City has also gradually recovered from its mess.

Almost all the houses of the civilians were destroyed, and the palaces of the royal family were relatively strong, but most of them were destroyed and collapsed, and Shao Xiaoli's house was not spared.

Many, many people died in the royal family, and those who were alive gathered together to discuss the source of the calamity and the plan for reconstruction.

They all blamed the cause of the calamity on the priest.

It's just that the silver-haired woman has the beauty of a disaster for the country and the people, and although many people are indignant on their lips, they actually see her crucified, and see the delicate and delicate in the graceful and arrogant curves, and their hearts are coveted, but under the cross there is a fierce serpent wrapped around the town, announcing that everyone is the prey of the gods, and no mortal can approach.

But that woman made the originally prosperous royal city become like this, they still wanted to punish her, someone made a bow and arrow, tied the rotten vegetable leaves to it, and shot it at Si Ming, Si Ming just couldn't break free from the judgment, not really lost his strength, the rotten vegetable leaves naturally couldn't hit her body, but she still felt ashamed, in the past thousands of years, how could she have endured such a presumptuous gaze from ordinary people?

And the person who opened his bow and arrows without permission was also bitten to death by the black snake in an instant and swallowed into his stomach.

This aroused the anger of the people even more, and they were more determined that this was the enchantress that led to all the calamities, but no one dared to test further, so they gathered many people, and insulted her under the hanging cross every day, and even invited the best surviving painters in the city, spread out a huge piece of rice paper, to record this scene forever, and in the art building, the dance began to be rehearsed, the content of which was the story of the enchantress, who was finally punished by the gods, tied to the cross, and died for the karmic fire after being scourged。

Si Ming looked down on the city, her eyelids drooped, but her head did not want to hang down at them, she looked at the gray, translucent sky, the pain still coming from her nailed wrist, and the black serpent at the bottom of the cross looked at the broken city with her.

Si Ming is waiting for the end of their battle, she has already figured out that no matter who wins, it will be a catastrophe for herself, the sinner wants to devour her own power, and after she loses her authority and realm, she will become an ordinary person with a beautiful skin, so she faces the hatred of the city, and then she shuddes just thinking about it.

And if Ye Ji wins by luck, after he loses the means of ascension, his last resort is to devour himself and use the power that fuses fate and time to cut open the door of chaos.

She wished it was the latter, and the thoughts that had been in the minds of mortals in the past that only made her laugh were now remembered again, but they were like nightmares that would come true every moment, and she would rather die with a perfect body than survive in humiliation and despair.

She remembered a story she had heard in the past, of a woman who was imprisoned in the hardest place to escape, and on the first day she thought that if someone could save her, she would marry him, and on the seventh day she thought that if someone could save her, she would promise him anything, even if it was the most loyal and lowly servant, and after a month she fell into real despair, almost insane, and she thought that if anyone came to save her, she would kill him......

She wasn't sure what she thought, but she knew that stories usually ended with no one to rescue them, and then the prisoner was taken to the execution ground and killed.

She also silently counted the days in her heart, and her face returned to tranquility, as if waiting for fate to come.

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High in the air, the collision ended quickly.

Ye Ji collided with the Sinner with his hundred-year savings, and then everything around him began to burn, disintegrate, and fall off at a rapid pace, and finally the empty warehouse that contained himself shattered when he collided with the Sinner.

At that moment, the impact between them was even beyond the limit of what this world could tolerate, and the void collapsed in large swaths, and flames erupted from it, and he flew towards the higher heavenly dome against the Sin Monarch in the center of the explosion, like a meteor against the sky.

The Sinner's black robe rolled and burned, he stretched out his hand and pressed the fireball that was burning in front of him, the darkness under his robe did not fluctuate in the slightest, and the flames that erupted from front of him engulfed him.

Ye Jie pushed the Sin Monarch to fly upwards at high speed, and in the sky above them, in the depths of endless chaos, there was a large void realm, which was the gap between this world and the kingdom of God, and it was also the absolute law of time.

They rushed into it together, and before the earth-shattering loud sound could be heard, it was swallowed up in the void.

It was supposed to be an extremely short moment, but it was stretched out by the time in the void.

The flame was extinguished, the Sin Monarch stretched out his left hand, a little between his fingers, and the remnants of the night fell down, his eyes were still open, with an eternal smile on his face, and in the blurred vision, most of the Sin King's black robe was also burned away, revealing a large and terrifying opening.

He knew that the Sinner was also seriously injured, and even if it was just a projection, he still felt extremely proud.

The Sin King looked at the right half of his body that was scorched by the flames, and there was still no fluctuation in his expression, and the black liquid gushed out of his own body, repairing his projection.

Instead of chasing the remnants of the Night, he looked upwards and saw the barrier that separated him from two worlds.

This was naturally no obstacle to the ontology in the Sin Monarch Divine Kingdom, but at this moment, he drove the law to stretch out his fingers, but he failed to leave any traces.

He became more and more curious, who was behind all this, and what was the ultimate purpose of that person?

It was the first time in many years that he faced the unknown.

He knew that he couldn't delay here for too long, that every breath he had missed here would be a day in the outside world, and seven breaths had passed since the night had knocked him into this place until his moment's thoughts.

Seven days have passed since the outside world.

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