Ning stood in the sea of ​​fire for a long time, licking everything with demonic waves.

His eyes passed over the red flames and found that the layout of the streets and buildings did not seem to have changed much. The city gate was still closed behind him when he came in, and the abandoned site of Ganyu Palace was also burning in the flames. Everything in the fire was burned almost transparently.

The temple established by Zhao Xianger floated in the sky, and a staircase made of flames hangs. This staircase is like a path of atonement that a ghost monster has to walk naked after death. Even if Ning Changjiu has a strong body, he feels an indelible heat when the fire waves hit, as if his skin is about to be roasted into a thin and scorched piece.

Ning Chang knew that these were all hallucinations, and this world was by no means a real world. But when the divine birds in the fire rose from all directions, his mind still inevitably pounded with the fire.

"Is this the wedding room prepared by Your Highness?" He calmed down and asked with a smile.

Zhao Xianger smiled and said, "It's time to be stubborn?"

She looked around and said, "This is the power of the world. I am far from reaching the level of my mother, so I can only build it on the original basis of the world and cannot build pavilions out of thin air. After the battle of the Imperial City three years ago, I made up my mind to have a sword that can kill all things. So in the days that followed, after I came into contact with authority, I began to build my country."

Zhao [Literature Museum www.wxguan.info] Xiang'er slowly turned around and walked into the temple: "This was originally a means to deal with the spirit-swallower. I never thought I would use it for you first... Let's take a good tour. If you can't stand it, you can kneel down and beg for mercy. I'll go and rest for a while and won't bother you."

While speaking, she slowly walked into the temple, and the gate of the temple was closed.

The moment the door was closed, the void cracked behind Ning Changjiu, and a narrow silver sword poked out from the void and slashed towards Ning Changjiu's back.

This sword was not fast, Ning Changji didn't even need to take a step back, and he could resist with the Shura body alone, but the next moment, he found that his power was weakened!

This is an independent world, a world with its own laws! Zhao Xianger is the master of this world, and in a sense, he is even the incarnation of the way of heaven. How could he walk in her world be different from a fish placed on a chopping board?

The moment the blade appeared, Ning Changjiu wanted to use his body technique to avoid it, but his power was greatly reduced and his reaction was half a beat slower. He cut it off with a broken sword. Unexpectedly, the blade poked out from the void still pierced his clothes and picked out a blood bead.

The blood beads were instantly evaporated in the world as the fire waves rolled.

As the blade hit the bounce, Ning Changjiu retreated with the force and looked up at the Kingdom of God. He wanted to jump up and rush into the Kingdom of God to fight Zhao Xianger, but he found that he no longer had the ability to leave the air on the void, and his realm was directly pressed to the realm of longevity.

The moment he jumped up, rows of crossbow arrows were protruding outside the walls on both sides, but the crossbow was not iron arrows, but a bunch of fire. After the fire was shot out, it suddenly stretched like the flowing fire that splashed when a volcano erupted.

Ning Chang could feel the terrifying aura contained in this flame. He didn't dare to face the enemy head-on at this moment, so he had to press down and dance the sheaths into circles while running.

When crossing the spacious street, the scabbard in Ning Changjiu seemed to have suffered severe corrosion, and the scallops of the white anaconda were covered with sunken black colors.

Before he could breathe, he suddenly remembered the heavy sound of horse hooves on the other end of the street.

Ning looked sideways and saw that on the street, the horse's saddle-burning hooves had broken into pieces of blue bricks.

The tall horse with a mane as blazed as fire, struggling with its thick six hooves, dragging a bright golden chariot towards him. On the chariot, there seemed to be a graceful and luxurious figure of a woman.

It's too late to hide.

The moment the carriage appeared, flames filled the streets.

Ning Changjiu held his breath and concentrated his mind. He jumped high as the six-legged horse approached, twisted his body, and stabbed his hand at the tip of the broken sword and stabbed the horse's pupils.

The horse's figure suddenly stopped. He noticed the danger and raised his neck high. With a loud sniff, flame-like debris spewed out, melting the edge of Ning Changjiu's broken sword softly.

The broken sword stabbed the horse's pupils, but it seemed to hit a steel ball. Both ends of the sword were squeezed by force and bent to the extreme instantly.

With a click, the broken sword broke again, and the rebounding force shocked Ning to retreat for a long time and directly smashed into the golden carriage.

He knew that there were people sitting in the carriage, so when he entered the carriage, he pointed to the void. As his body retreated, his fingers dragged a dotted line in the air - that was the Void Sword.

The moment he crashed into the golden chariot, Ning Changjiu held the void sword in his hand and slashed directly at the people in the chariot.

bite!

The virtual sword roared crisply.

"Zhao Xiang'er?" Ning saw the people in the chariot clearly for a long time and exclaimed in surprise.

No! That's not Zhao Xianger.

The girl sat upright in the carriage, expressionless, with her hands on her knees, graceful and luxurious. She sat upright, but not her black hair, but her long pure gold hair that had fallen like molten gold. Her white skin was also covered with a faint golden color, looking like a gilded statue.

In the moment when Ning Chang's hesitation, "Zhao Xianger" suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The sound of sword shaking was buzzing, and three white lights slashed out from the sheath at high speed, and only three extremely thin white shadows could be seen. The three sword shadows directly blocked Ning Changjiu's retreat. In front of him, Zhao Xianger's eyes suddenly turned black and white, and a smile on her face curled up. She slowly stretched out her hand and pointed to Ning Changjiu's eyebrows.

The three high-speed swords and her slow fingers were incredibly synchronized, and it was impossible to tell which one was an illusion.

Ning Changjiu gritted his teeth suddenly, and his thoughts moved. The next moment, the time in the chariot realm turned around, and his figure suddenly returned to the long street, and the shadow of the war horse pulling the chariot was almost passed by him.

Ning Changjiu looked at the war horse that quickly disappeared from the long street, and felt scared.

What kind of world is this...

Ning Changjiu couldn't understand that his current realm was obviously under Changming, so why didn't Zhao Xianger take action directly? With her power in the Ziting Realm, even if she tried all her skills, she would never be an opponent.

He raised his head and found that the temple hanging high above the sky was nowhere to be seen.

A ray of light suddenly lit up in Ning Changjiu's mind. He suddenly understood that this world was her country, and that temple was her kingdom of gods hanging in the world.

The Lord of the Kingdom of God cannot leave his Kingdom of God!

So now she should be controlling everything in the temple.

But I am a fish dragged into it. If I cannot escape from land and return to the water, I will sooner or later be exposed to the sun and die. But how can I escape?

He just stood there and hesitated for a while, and the blue bricks under his feet collapsed.

When his body sank, he immediately threw out another half of the broken sword and stabbed it on the wall. The broken sword and his palms were as spiritual as a chain. He pulled it back with a sudden pull and pulled his about to fall back.

Ning Changjiu jumped up, Gao Pao's body grabbed the broken sword, and flipped directly into the courtyard wall of the big mansion.

All the rooms here are so monotonous, like a phantom of flames painted on the original building. They keep burning, but not destroyed or collapse, as if they can burn for tens of thousands of years.

Amid the fire, several figures were shaking, and they surrounded the well and whispered to each other.

"This child is really pitiful."

"Yes, it's a pity that he is a freak. He has to hide his virginity when he lives in the future. It's better to just listen to the master..."

"Do you have to tell your wife about this... how can the wife bear it..."

"No need, it seems that Concubine Liu's child was born today, so it's better..."

“…”

thump!

Something fell into the well and a sharp cry began to sound.

"Who?"

The people around the well turned their heads one after another, and they discovered Ning Changjiu.

Ning looked at them for a long time, his eyes were as sharp as a torch.

They immediately covered their faces and shouted, "I've been seen, I've been seen... What to do... What to do..."

They screamed in shock, pinching their flesh and blood through their fingers, and sank into their cheeks. Fire also ignited them, and the flames quickly swallowed them up. Then, all of them rushed out of the flames were short-sized ghosts with sharp ears. They grinned and slapped on the ground and roared at Ning Changjiu, revealing their silver-white sharp teeth.

They rushed towards Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu had no sword in his hand. When the resentful ghost rushed over, his cuffs trembled, and a sword of Yin and Yang suddenly condensed from his hand. This is the sword embodied by Taoism.

The young man's figure flashed in the fire. In the rushing figures, the sword light was like flowing light. In the slender lines, the resentful ghosts were cut open, their bodies were cut off, or they were directly cut into pieces. In the messy white line of sword energy, the little ghosts fell to the ground and burned themselves into ashes.

A baby emerged from the ancient well where they surrounded him. The baby had two heads, both of which were incomplete, either without eyes or nose. His body had a long-lasting resentment like a black fog, making its tender face turn black.

He was the freak who was thrown into the well before.

The monster screamed and rushed towards Ning Changjiu. Ning Changjiu frowned. He could not feel the other party's realm. He fell down with a tentative sword, and the monster was easily split into two halves. He fell to the ground and twitched a few times, then turned into resentment.

Ning Changjiu looked at the fired courtyard and walked in hesitantly.

Not long after, a gentle conversation came from a window at the end of the corridor.

"Madam... I took medicine..."

“I won’t drink.”

"Mrs. My body is getting worse and worse... This is the new prescription made by Doctor Wang. I used it, it is all the best cinnabar..."

"I don't...well..."

“…”

The resentment condensed in the house, the window paper exploded, and the fire was blown into the window like wind and snow.

Ning Changjiu watched the lady lying on the bed turn into an evil ghost bit by bit.

He continued to walk forward.

"Miss Ma jumped into the river..."

"Yeah, I've told her long ago that when a man becomes a high-ranking official, who will still care about his wife at home?"

...

"This... this medicine really works."

"Of course it works. This is the silver in the water, and it is blessed to apply it on your body."

"But the skin is rotting..."

...

"Have you heard that? Mr. Lu and his daughter-in-law got together."
To be continued...