All Chapters of Beyond the Divine States: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The blood arrow that went through the air got cut off by the sword and then dispersed by the sleeves. Everything just happened too suddenly. Its rushing momentum was hardly stoppable. The blood arrow was cut off, broken, sprinkled and finally, it landed.Ning Changjiu turned around right away and stared at the “red mole” on the white neck in astonishment.Ning Xiaoling couldn’t even have time to react at all.“Chang...”The moment the unfatal blood landed on her, her Qi was suddenly changed. All the words were stuck in her throat. She couldn’t continue talking.Zhao Xiang’er pupils also shrank instantly because she could clearly see three snow-white and illusory tails vaguely appeared behind the young girl!The demonic nature readily suppressed in her body by Ning Changjiu was activated by these several drops of blood now!Ning Xiaoling was at a loss. Her lips, cheeks and skin were getting pal

“Let it go...”Lu Jiajia raised her sword to target the dying Blood Feather. Behind her, there came a voice. She turned around only to see a young man in white standing there with a weary face and pressing his palm to her.Lu Jiajia turned aside and looked at Ning Changjiu, saying with a frown, “What did you say?”Rather than answer her question, Ning Changjiu asked, “What is the strongest spell in your sect? Cast the spell on it and then let it go.”Lu Jiajia said, “Casting the spell on the soul is a magic of the evils and demons. I haven’t learned about it before.”Ning Changjiu said, “Then let me teach you Blood and Bones Burning Body Seal.”His words gave Blood Feather a shock. It wailed, “Your fellow disciple is in deadly danger. How can you still be in the vein for torturing me? How can you disregard her life and safety?”Ning Changjiu didn’t respond to it but looked at Lu Jiajia and sai

Bu Ke Temple was the Taoist temple where he cultivated himself in his last life.The temple was situated at the end of Dahe Town, hidden in the mountains. The peak was at an extremely high altitude. In the daytime, it was clouds that were in sight. At night, the stars and the moon seemed to be reachable. This was Bu Ke Temple.Previously, Zhao Xiang’er asked him about the temple’s name but he could only vaguely think of one word, Bu.Now that he unfolded the marriage letter and saw the three scribbled words, the full name of the Taoist temple just came to his mind.Of course, he wouldn’t forget such a thing easily. The only one explanation was that even the three words--Bu Ke Temple carried the inherent mystery, which couldn’t be mentioned in the secular world, making it difficult for him to recall.The snow fox also could hardly see the three words anymore.She saw a Taoist temple vaguely. The bright moon

The nine bronze statues of the spirit beasts floated to the sea of clouds.Above the sea of clouds, a huge black shadow suddenly loomed up.It was like when one was boating on the lake in the daytime, he suddenly saw a huge and oval shadow appear under the wooden boat.The shadow could not only arouse one’s instinctive fear because its appearance usually indicated that death was knocking on the door.That was what people called the heavenly demon.Before Rosefinch flew across the Three Thousand Worlds, a heavenly demon had arrived first somehow.The imperial preceptor was slightly shocked first and then got relieved.He stood up and overlooked the huge imperial city from the height. The criss-cross streets, residences and commercial areas appeared rather small and yet very vivid, which looked like a magnificent ancient scroll.“The goddess is really so...thoroughly scheming,” the

The spirit-swallower that looked like a huge ox split up slowly in the sky. The seemingly indestructible body showed numerous thin cracks after it was split up, slowly sinking and falling to the secular world. Then, it turned into the gaseous aura in midair, flew upward and formed masses of evil clouds.Those were only the primary evil clouds, which looked as beautiful as amber. Now, in the sunset glow, it appeared crystally rosy, just like the tender flowers in the sky.In the sunset, the man wearing old black clothes was standing in the air. Carrying the saber on his shoulder, he looked at the split-up spirit-swallower and gradually closed-up crack of the void, and nodded with satisfaction. Then, he looked back and gazed at Zhao Xiang’er for a moment with somewhat regret. Subconsquently, he turned the gaze to the young man who was kneeling on the ground and holding a little girl in his arms behind them.The man suddenly narrowed his eyes and