Eight hundred and fifty-fifth chapters of the emptiness of Lord God
Taiwei's body was covered with divine clouds, with white jade as his bones and autumn water as his muscles. He sat down slowly, placed the guqin in front of a sapphire table, and wiped the strings with his fingers. Every movement looked very elegant, as if Poetry and picturesqueness.
Ning Jialin felt more and more unfathomable about this woman, and became even more taboo. He put his palms behind his back, and a small knife emerged from his palms, holding a two-finger sword.
"I have never seen you in the Lord's Palace of the Holy Court before. It seems that you are just an intruder." Ning Jialin held the knife in his hand and acted very calmly.
Taiwei's eyes stared at the guqin on the table, and he said slowly: "The owner of the Holy Court Palace's surname is 'Long', but he doesn't believe in 'Ning', and my surname is 'Long', how come I became Intruder."
"You are from the Shengting Long family." Ning Jialin was quite surprised.
You must know that any outstanding disciple of the Long family will be strangled in the cradle. Of course, some of them will be controlled, and it is impossible for anyone to slip through the net.
At this time, even Snow God's Concubine was surprised, not knowing that the woman who claimed to be Ling'er also had the surname "Long".
Taiwei looked extremely calm and spoke eloquently: "Although the power of the Shentianjue Mansion is large and the eyes and ears are wide, there are too many children of the Long family, spread all over the world. Although many potential talents have been killed by the Shentianjue Mansion. , but after all, some people still escaped, some fled to other central dynasties, some hid in the mountains and forests, and some recognized thieves as their fathers but were actually keeping a low profile. These people are all over the world, and there are naturally many talented and intelligent people among them. He grows up in hatred and eventually becomes a great strong man. As long as someone comes out to raise his arms, this person will naturally come out of the darkness and build an immortal dynasty."
Ning Jialin stood tall, with a thoughtful look on his eyebrows, and suddenly laughed, "So you are one of the Long family members hiding in the dark."
Taiwei said slowly: "My ancestor was once the uncle of the Lord of the Holy Court. He was hunted by the Shentianjue Mansion for thousands of years. He finally fled to a remote fringe dynasty, far away from the sphere of influence of the Shentianjue Mansion, to recuperate and cultivate. Elite talent, counting... I can also be considered a direct descendant of the Holy Court royal family."
Only then did Snow God Royal Concubine truly understand the origin of this woman named "Ling'er", who was actually a member of the Holy Court royal family.
Ning Jialin smiled and said: "You are indeed a proud daughter of the Long family, but you are too impatient. You dare to reveal your identity before your wings are full. People like you will only end up dying early." The fate of."
"Since I told you these things, it means that you will not be able to leave this palace today." Taiwei's voice was very calm, but there was a hint of domineering momentum in it, like a man. A king is sitting there.
Ning Jialin waved his sleeves, and a white light emitted from his arm. The flying knife flew out of his hand and turned into a beautiful arc of light.
This flying knife is no ordinary thing. The sword energy is very sharp. It is actually made from the essence of Heavenly Essence and Soldier Gut. It can be said to be indestructible.
"when."
Taiwei pressed her fingers on the strings of the piano, making a harsh sound, and a green glow enveloped her, blocking the flying knife from the glow.
Ning Jialin shot a ray of light into the flying knife, and the light of the flying knife immediately became even brighter. The shadow of the knife became more than three meters long, like a fairy blade that opened the sky and slashed down diagonally.
"Ding ding..."
Taiwei's fingers danced rapidly on the strings, and the sound of the piano turned into a furnace of divine weapons. The shadows of heavenly soldiers and generals were like an ancient battlefield, and the sky was filled with the sounds of fighting.
Ning Jialin's cultivation level was extremely high. He formed a seal with his index finger and middle finger, and mobilized the flying knife to attack in all directions, resisting the soldiers formed by the music.
But he was horrified to find that although the flying knives blocked the rhythm warriors, the demonic nature of the music itself was difficult to resist, and it continued to affect his mind, making his movements become slower and slower.
"God of War Transformation."
Ning Jialin roared loudly, and a shadow of the God of War rose up behind him. It was seven meters high, majestic and majestic, and the armor on his body shone with brilliance.
This is one of the unique magical powers of the Shentian Jue Mansion. Only the Lord Shentian of each generation can practice it. Since Ning Jialin has cultivated this magical power, it means that he has been appointed as the successor of the Lord Shentian.
Taiwei's eyes condensed, and a faint flame flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and then a slim and beautiful statue of the god was condensed.
"The heart of Tao breeds gods, and the seeds of gods eat immortals."
The statue of the goddess Taiwei was proud of the Holy Spirit, shining with divine light, stepping on an auspicious cloud under its feet, and a blue sky above its head. The palm of its hand pressed down, destroying the "shadow of the God of War".
Ning Jialin retreated suddenly, clutching his painful chest, his eyes full of shock, "You are a god..."
"It doesn't matter what the person is, what matter the gods, anyway, today is the day of your death." Taiwei was very powerful and domineering, a dragon shadow flew out from the tips of his slender jade-white fingers, let out a low dragon roar, and flew out with claws and fangs.
"What a joke. This prince is the future heir to the Shentian Jue Mansion. How can you kill him?" Ning Jialin's expression was solemn, his hands formed a strange mark, and a stream of air flew out of his dantian, forming a turbine.
A huge force was born in the Snow Temple, crushing the dragon energy and spreading to all directions...
That force pressed Snow God Princess and Tai Wei back continuously, and their expressions changed drastically.
It was really terrifying. This power did not belong to Ning Jialin at all, but came from a terrifying existence.
Feng Feiyun, who was standing on the top of the Snow Temple, also felt the power raking down from his lower body. This was an extremely terrifying destructive force that made people's hearts tremble. "Master Shentian really loves Ning Jialin, and he actually gave away one of his own." A wisp of semi-holy aura remains in Ning Jialin's body."
This is a wisp of semi-holy energy, which belongs to Lord Shentian and has the same origin as Lord Shentian.
This ray of energy condensed into Lord Shentian's body and turned into a majestic figure, standing upright in the Snow Temple, looking down at all living things.
This was the power of a semi-saint, which was simply irresistible. Ning Jialin and Concubine Snow God could not bear the power of this semi-saint at all, and they knelt on the ground directly, as if they were worshiping the gods.
Taiwei's face also changed greatly, but she had the Dragon King's Qi cultivated in her body, and she had a sense of arrogance that prevented her from kneeling down to anyone. She remained arrogant and said: "I can count on Lord Shentian's Qi. Missed this move."
Although this figure is just a qi of Lord Shentian, it is one with Lord Shentian.
What this qi sensed, Lord Shentian himself could naturally also sense. In other words, Lord Shentian already knew about Taiwei's existence at this time, so how could Taiwei's expression remain unchanged?
A wise man will make a mistake every time he thinks about it, and sometimes it is like this. Once he makes a wrong calculation, he will lose everything, and he will be beaten to a point of no return.
"You are already very good. You can lurk in the Holy Court Palace for so long without being discovered by the people of the Shentian Jue Mansion. This is not a skill that ordinary people can possess." The shadow of the Shentian Jue Mansion continued to solidify, and finally turned into a physical entity. , there is simply no difference from real people.
"But it failed after all." Taiwei said.
Although Lord Shentian is just a ray of energy, he is still unparalleled in domineering and firmly controls the situation of the entire Snow God Palace. No one can compare with him. This is a kind of majesty that can only be achieved by holding high positions all year round. Most people simply cannot Can't learn.
Lord Shentian said: "I can't blame you for being too weak. I can only say that I am too strong. I didn't give you time to grow and layout. Tomorrow I will go to the Holy Court Palace to become the new master here, and you can only take risks. At one point, you wanted to kill Ning Jialin to divert my attention so that I could postpone the time of becoming the master, thereby buying time for myself, but unfortunately... you failed."
Lord Shentian could see what Taiwei was thinking at a glance. There was an absolute confidence in his words, and his words were aggressive. When ordinary people heard his words, they would have been so absorbed in their thoughts that they would lose all hope and would not be able to resist at all. Heart.
Feng Feiyun also became nervous at this moment. No one expected that such a change would happen. Lord Shentian appeared here. What should he do now?
If Taiwei was killed by him, wouldn't it also destroy Hongyan's body?
"You are just a wisp of Qi. I don't believe that I can't even cut off a wisp of Qi." Taiwei was very arrogant, her beautiful eyes glowed coldly, her fingers pressed on the strings, and thousands of golden dragon Qi rushed out of her body, Even if he is facing the half-saint's virtual body, he is not afraid at all.
Lord Shentian smiled sarcastically: "I am invincible. Even with just a wisp of breath, I can easily kill you."
"boom."
Lord Shentian had a majestic figure on his body, his eyes were sharp, and there were thousands of rules condensed on the soles of his feet. He took one step forward and immediately knocked back Taiwei, who was standing more than ten feet away.
He took another step, and Taiwei stepped back again...
This is not a contest of strength levels at all. Even though Taiwei possesses the "power of incense" and "power of faith" of all living beings, he still cannot withstand the pressure of the semi-saint, and his divine source is about to be destroyed.
"Such a rebellious act that doesn't know what's good or bad doesn't need you, Master Shentian, to personally take action, Butian Pavilion, Feng Feiyun to kill her."
Feng Feiyun flew in from outside the Snow Goddess Temple with the Tianmui Bingdan in his hand. The speed was as fast as a ray of light. The Tianmui Bingtan turned into a white spear and stabbed Taiwei in the heart.
Lord Shentian immediately stopped and did not take any further action.
Ning Jialin had some memories of Feng Feiyun and said: "Brother Feng, this woman's cultivation level is not low, so you have to be careful."
"It's just a traitor, nothing to be afraid of. We at Butian Pavilion take care of Lord Shentian's worries. If we can't even kill such a traitor, then what's the use of us." Feng Feiyun's eyes were cold and he struck fiercely. , the spear seemed to turn into lightning, and it almost pierced Taiwei's body several times.
Lord Shentian stood in the center of the Snow Temple. Although it was made up of a wisp of energy, it looked like a real person standing here with a look of admiration on his face. He felt that Feng Feiyun's temper was very suitable for Butian. the cabinet’s requirements.