I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Chapter 249: A Thought in Life

It happened in a flash. When Shen Wuxian's claws were about to grab Gu Ning's neck, Gu Ning slightly dodged his head.

She had held the Fu Sheng Sword in her hand at some point, and it was now vibrating in front of Gu Ning's neck, emitting an eye-catching light. The light that burst out in an instant made everyone couldn't help but slightly blink.

When he opened his eyes again, the Fu Sheng Sword slashed on Shen Wuxian's palm at lightning speed, and the sword's energy instantly soared into the sky.

From afar, one seemed to hear the resonance of thousands of spirit swords, and the invisible and monstrous sword force spread out like ripples, instantly fixing Shen Wuxian's palm only a few inches away from Gu Ning's neck.

"Swish!" The fishy and sweet evil spirit rushed towards him, cutting the skin on Gu Ning's neck and leaving a bright red blood mark, but the blood mark could not move forward for a moment.

why?

Gu Ning can actually control space to stagnate?

Shen Wuxian stood in front of Gu Ning awkwardly, the deep feeling of uneasiness in his heart becoming stronger and stronger.

Gu Ning...what other cards does he have?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist. He lowered his eyes slightly and saw a cold light flash from the Fusheng Sword, which cut his wrist.

"Kill the living!" Gu Ning took a step sideways, bent down, grasped the sword and slashed at the waist. In an instant, the light of the Fu Sheng Sword converged, and the ordinary sword lightly passed by Shen Wuxian's waist. Demonic energy spread out, as if he had encountered something extraordinary.

Gu Ning's face remained calm, and the light of the Fu Sheng Sword in his hand became brighter. However, all of a sudden, the simple spiritual sword suddenly scattered like flowers from heaven. Gu Ning flew into the air with the sword, and looked down calmly like a goddess descending to the earth.

"A Thousand Falls of Floating Life!"

As a clear sword sound was heard, the sword light suddenly broke through the clouds like the morning light, instantly illuminating the entire square.

Gu Ning just made a casual move, and it seemed as if he had plucked the strings of the universe, and a majestic sword intent rose up.

In the sky, countless tiny rays of light began to gather, and each ray of light was a sword shadow. They gathered from all directions, like stars returning to the night sky, and finally intertwined into a huge sword shadow storm, covering the sky, coming one after another, and falling down in layers.

Under this sword force that seemed like the end of the world, infinite fear suddenly emerged in Shen Wuxian's heart.

This fear did not come from his mind but from his body itself. He trembled uncontrollably, as if this horrifying scene had happened to him tens of millions of years ago.

And at this moment, this scene seemed to be repeating itself.

"Puchi!" Fusheng Qianluo slashed down, the space shook, dust flew, and Shen Wuxian was wrapped in countless sword shadows in an instant. Everyone could only hear sharp screams.

The huge spiritual light ball and the flowing light sword barely surrounded the outer edge of the sword curtain, and there was no way to squeeze in even a little bit.

Zhou Wentian raised his head slightly and looked at Gu Ning who was floating in the air. The feeling of "not being able to catch" in his heart became more and more empty, as if Gu Ning would fly away with the wind in the next second, leaving him alone here.

Song Mingyue could no longer conceal the surprise on his face. He looked at Gu Ning in mid-air. That little disciple who loved to laugh and make noises seemed a little strange at this moment. The strangeness was so powerful that he didn't seem like an ordinary person.

God only comes to the world.

In such silence and the endless screams, Gu Ning opened her red lips and said in a low voice, "Watch me, I will only do it once."

The Fu Sheng Sword was once again held in Gu Ning's hand. It even vibrated wildly with excitement. The thin sword body was pressed against the back of Gu Ning's hand. Gu Ning brushed it soothingly, and the Fu Sheng Sword finally calmed down.

"Life is just a thought."

It was as if the voice came from the sky above. When Gu Ning finished speaking, the wind stopped and the clouds became still. Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on the man and the sword in mid-air.

The tip of the sword lightly touched the void, and an almost invisible sword energy was quietly released. It did not have the power of thunder, nor the earth-shaking sound, but was only as gentle as the spring breeze on the face, and the tranquility of the autumn sky and water.

The sword energy shuttled through the void, like the changing of the seasons, silently changing everything around it.

It moved neither fast nor slow, following the wind, circling around objects it encountered and slipping into gaps. In just a few breaths, it quietly approached the blood-soaked Shen Wuxian.

Under Shen Wuxian's horrified gaze, he stepped back and shouted, "No..."

However, he only felt a slight chill in his heart, and there was no trace of the sword. He didn't know when, the seemingly gentle sword energy had penetrated the protective magic energy and pierced Shen Wuxian's heart accurately.

Frost fell and froze the beating heart into a bright red lump of ice, as if it was wearing a beautiful dress.

Everything happened so fast, so fast that there was no time to react. Life and death were just a thought away.

"One thought brings life, one thought brings death, formless, traceless, soundless and breathless."

Gu Ning's face was cold, her red lips slightly parted, her crescent-white sleeves fluttering, but there was a hint of smile in her eyes, "Don't worry, I won't restrain you, you'll be out in a while."

"Gu Ning" who was trapped in the sea of ​​consciousness was angry: "What's going on? I was the one who summoned you, why don't you let me out after you came out?"

"You are me and I am you." After saying this, Gu Ning's expression changed instantly, and a smart and cunning look reappeared in his eyes.

Looking down, Gu Ning only saw the dead Shen Wuxian. No, he should be called Qin Mian...

And everyone whose jaws dropped.

"Ahem..." Gu Ning coughed twice, and fell from the sky uncomfortably, landing beside Song Mingyue. He stretched out his hand and gently patted Song Mingyue's shoulder, "Master."

"Hi hi hi~" Seeing Song Mingyue staring at him without blinking, Gu Ning felt a chill in his heart, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The next second, Song Mingyue grabbed Gu Ning's wrist, and his gentle spiritual power invaded Gu Ning's meridians in a domineering and irresistible manner. He carefully checked Gu Ning's meridians, dantian and even his heart meridians, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aning, who is she?" Song Mingyue pursed her lips and looked at Gu Ning uncertainly.

That aura... was ethereal and powerful. He was not sure he could snatch Gu Ning back from "her".

Gu Ning felt warm in his heart, "Master, don't worry. She is the helper I found. In the Shangqing Divine Realm, I was chosen to be the host of the Time God Bai Cang, so some of her spiritual consciousness remains in my body..."

Moreover, the Bodhi tree gave Gu Ning the power of the rules of heaven, and when the gods fell, they also left their divine power to Gu Ning...So when Bai Cang's spiritual consciousness was summoned, he could easily use his divine power to defeat Qin Mian, who also possessed sporadic divine power.

Gu Ning felt that he couldn't say this now...

But... Gu Ning looked at Qin Mian. What exactly is the relationship between this guy and the Demon God? Can he be resurrected again?

What's the relationship between me and Bai Cang?

You are me and I am you...

In the distant Demon Palace, the pale-faced scholar opened his eyes, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Destroyed again?"