The Path Toward Heaven

(I was very distressed when I saw Dadaotiantiantian, I wrote it okay, but how to update so little, the author wrote so slowly? It is difficult to solve, it has nothing to do with any other objective situation, it is purely getting older with age The bigger, the more and more lazy I am, which of course is not right, but I can only slowly find ways to change ...

Regarding the composition of the squad, I really want to follow the game, but that is just my personal curiosity. It has nothing to do with the game adaptation. To be honest, when we write this, who will change his thinking and story for the adaptation?The reason why I am curious is that the butterfly has been playing the glory of the king, the leader has been playing the onmyoji, and the begonia is playing the sword three, and they are all addicted. I want to understand the fun of it, I want to learn through learning, but I found it while doing the outline I have never played a game, no matter how they taught me to design a nurse, or something is not good, sigh.Finally, Butterfly No. 20 is about to publish a new book of the glory of the king. I do n’t play games and feel that this thing is very good.)

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The suction power from the snowworm egg womb is very weak, that is, it can't even move a hair. If it is not Jing Jiu's keen sense, it is difficult to find.

He looked at the fetus in front of him and squeezed it with his fingers. The fetus made a squeaking sound, like a skin sac filled with wine, but nothing happened.

Sword consciousness fell, and Jing Jiu confirmed that the life in the womb had woken up.

When his fingers fell on the ovo, the life showed greed and desire to devour.

But then, it felt the terrible consciousness of Jing Jiu, and began to pretend to die because of fear.

The lowest-level snow country monster beasts have had such a strong sense of life and death before they have seen the real world. This is really interesting.

Jing Jiu put it away.

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Below a black rock peak hundreds of miles away, several young monks were discussing something.

They are also contestants in road warfare. Their clothes are ragged. They should have encountered many battles, but they are very excited and full of confidence in their eyes.

They are summarizing the fighting situation yesterday, hoping that their cooperation can be more tacit, so that the melee attack and defense can be more effectively combined with the long-range killing.

With a soft bang, a young monk took out the magic weapon, carefully looked at the summary of yesterday's list, and said: "Luo Huainan they are still in front."

This is talking about their position on the Dao Battle List and their position in the snowfield.

Luo Huainan's pedestrian has already gone to the depths of the snowfield and met many powerful snow country monsters, so the plum blossom in that painting would be that big.

They subconsciously looked at the young man in front, showing a respectful look-if it was not for this person in the team, they should not expect to be able to follow behind Luo Huainan. Lose the possibility of winning the first battle in the road.

The young man stood in the wind and snow, still standing tall, like a real sword.

He is Tonglu, a genius disciple of the Xihai sword school.

In the rolling shutter people's prior judgment, Tonglu ranked second in the Dao Zhan, even surpassing Bai Zao and Tong Yan, second only to Luo Huainan.

The fact is the same. With dozens of Hanmei hanging in Xishanju Rain Corridor, only his team can barely keep up with Luo Huainan's team.

In terms of the number of plum blossoms alone, Tonglu is not even less than Luohuainan, only because it is not deep enough to enter the snowfield, and it has not encountered too many mid-level snow country monsters.

The four young monks knew that they actually slowed down Tonglu's speed, apologizing, but showed great courage in fighting.

"What happened to Senior Jing Jiu? Why hasn't he had a record after so many days?"

"I don't know. I have a Kunlun disciple in the ranks of my brothers. Listening to him, Jing Jiu hasn't shot at all these days, or even left the mountain."

"The first mountain after entering the snowfield?"

"Not bad."

"Are you afraid? But if the snowfield dare not enter, why come to participate in the road war?"

The cold wind was like a knife, with snow flakes falling on Tonglu's ordinary and uncommon face.

He listened to the comments of his companions, his face expressionless and unmoved.

If it was before the Meihui chess game, he might also feel that Jing Jiu was a cowardly and incompetent person, but after that game, he certainly would not think so.

Those who can withstand Tong Yan's killing opportunities on the chessboard and who can also successfully fight back are bound to be extremely powerful both in Dao Xin and in will.

But he couldn't understand what Jing Jiu was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a cry of exclamation.

Tonglu walked back to his companion, saw the latest news from the implement, raised his eyebrows, and was very surprised.

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Jing Jiu and his party walked on the snow, keeping a distance of a few feet to more than one hundred feet from each other, to ensure that the nearest companion can be rescued using his best skills.

The ground in the snowfield suddenly shuddered, and then quickly returned to silence.

The five stopped.

Lu Jin took out the magic weapon and aimed at the snow, his face became more gloomy, and he turned to his companions silently and said: There is something.

The snow is quiet, like death, and only the whistle of the cold wind can be heard.

After all, these young practitioners have no experience. They only know how to hold their breath quietly, without making a sound, but did not expect the sudden disappearance of the footsteps and the silence to be a clear warning to the creature under the snow.

The snow in the distance suddenly swelled up, then turned into a snow line and went away.

After everyone participated in the road war, this was the first battle. Some excitement, more nervousness, there was no reaction for a while.

In order to escape faster, the monster got out of the snow and became faster.At a distance of more than two hundred feet, I could vaguely see that this was something like a spider, about the size of an ordinary round table, the back was smooth like a mirror, and the feet beneath them flicked like lightning.

"Snowfoot!"

Dai Yin shouted loudly: "Who knows how many feet?"

Jing Jiu said, "Six."

Listening to this answer, Yin Qingmo and the three others looked more relaxed, and Dai Yin even smiled.The snow feet have fewer feet, the higher the class, the more powerful, the six-footed snow beast is the weakest, and has not experienced even an advanced level, even the most ordinary practitioners can easily deal with it.

Jing Jiu untied the iron sword behind him.

Dai Yin reached out to stop: "I'm coming!"

The words had not fallen, he had swept away.

The other three also followed.

In a few moments, Dai Yin hurried behind the snow-footed beast, holding the green cable and pulling it out suddenly.

Qingsuo is a magic weapon of the Kunlun School, which contains the power of the worms. This heavy blow, not only the strength of the catty, but also the stone will be broken.

Although the carapace of the snow foot beast is sturdy, this snow foot beast is only a low-level hexapod and cannot bear such great power.

With a crackling noise, the carapace of that snowshoe cracked directly, and countless blue slurries sprayed in all directions, like arrows.

Dai Yin stepped back into the air and landed on the ground.

Wu Mingzhong rushed forward and summoned the sword shield to protect Dai Yin behind the shield.

Yin Qingmo's speed was slower. He raised the star pot to meditate the spell. A clear light spewed out from the star pot and fell like a waterfall, covering her and Lu Jin inside.

All I heard was a dense sound, like a shower, with a burning sound mixed in between.

After all the blue slurries had fallen, Wu Mingzhong and Yin Qingmo put away the magic weapon.

The thick and solid surface of the sword shield was covered with dense potholes, which were all traces of erosion by venom.

Before participating in road warfare, they had learned relevant knowledge and knew that the green blood of Xuezu was highly toxic and extremely corrosive.But only by seeing the real picture, they know that even the lowest-level snow-footed beast is so dangerous that even if it can be easily killed, it can still threaten itself.

Looking at the dead snowfoot beast in front of him, Yin Qingmo couldn't help but feel a little frightened. Suddenly thinking of Jing Jiu, he was worried and looked around, and found that he was standing not far away.

At this time, the mutation regenerates.

In the cracked back shell of the snow-footed beast, a small black figure suddenly jumped out, making a squeaking noise, and ran away into the distance at a very fast speed.

"Listening ear! It's listening ear!"

Instead of being surprised, Dai Yin looked at that thing, but was even more excited.

Hearing ears are very rare and intelligent existences among the mid-level monsters in the snow kingdom. They live in the carapace of the snow-footed beast and can control hundreds of snow-footed beasts with sound at the same time.

On the battlefield, the most important mission of Hearing is to drive the tide-like snow-footed beasts to attack the human army.

The speed of the ears is amazing, and there is no danger beyond that.

Who would have thought that in a place far from the core of the snow country, there is an ear in this lowest-level hexapod snow beast.

For them, this is really good luck.

Dai Yin did not hesitate to prepare to pursue this ear.

Jing Jiu felt something was wrong and reached out to stop him.

Dai Yin misunderstood that he was trying to grab power, snorted, pushed his arm away, and skimmed out.

The Kunlun faction is in Lengshan, and is best at wind and snow.

Dai Yin didn't need to control the sword and stepped into the air. In a few breaths, he became a small black spot in the distance, catching up with the ear.

The green light illuminates the snowfield.

He held the rope and pulled it towards the ground.

Suddenly, he screamed and fell from the sky.