The Path Toward Heaven

The streamer bell is a very famous magic weapon of the Zhongzhou faction, and it can be said to be the most powerful in the battle below the level of Yuanying.

This magic weapon is inherited from ancient times. They are born in a pair called Beichen Clock and Nanping Clock.

Nowadays, the head and wife of the Zhongzhou faction, when they were young, did not know how many geniuses of the same generation they defeated by the pair of bells, and how many ghosts and ghosts of the underworld were killed.

In recent years, Beichen Bell has been in the hands of Luo Huainan, with which it shines and its prestige is not lost.

But until this time, all people knew that Nanping Clock was in Bai Zao's hands.

Bai Zainai is the only daughter of the headed couple from Zhongzhou, and of course is qualified to hold the Nanping clock.

But does this mean that the head couple of the Zhongzhou faction have reached an agreement and decided to choose Luo Huainan instead of Tong Yan as Bai Zao's companion?

If this is true, then it will surely become the most concerned thing in the entire practice world of Chaotian mainland.

That is something that needs to be considered in the future.

The question now is why Bai Zao suddenly offered the streamer clock?

It is only a short time for young practitioners to produce these ideas.

Nanping Zhong bombarded the Xihai Jianpai disciple.

Buzz!

The gusty wind swelled, and an indescribable air wave and invisible sound wave spread towards the canyon.

The snow danced wildly, the cliffs shattered suddenly, and the atmosphere of the world changed as a result.

The Xihai Jianpai disciple was a disciple in the school. He summoned the flying sword at the most dangerous time and forcibly blocked it.

But where can his flying sword block this level of magic?

Ling Li broke into the air, and the flying sword flew obliquely, stabbing into the hard cliff wall, less than two feet into it, leaving only a hilt.

The Xihai Jianpai disciple was shocked for more than ten feet, landed in the snow, spouted a sip of blood, and his face became very pale.

After being lifted by the same door, he could not look at the injury, wipe away the blood, and looked at him with a shocked face, shouting, "Sister Bai! What do you mean!"

The fellow whisper reminded him in a low voice.

He looked at where he was before, only to understand what was going on, and his face became paler.

A black flying sword hovered there.

If it wasn't for him that he forcibly produced the sword and was shocked, I was afraid that it had been quietly cut by the black sword.

In other words, there was no such thing as early morning, or he was already dead at this time.

The black sword was a little wide, and it didn't look surprising, but it didn't have any breath fluctuation, just like a real ghost.

Yu Xi, a disciple of the Xihai Sword School, couldn't help but disappear.

The other young practitioners, looking at the black flying sword, felt cold both physically and mentally.

Everyone knows that Jing Jiu took the first place in Dao Zhan, but no one would compare him with such characters as Luo Huainan and Tonglu.

But it is an unexplained beginning. Where can we be stronger?

Now everyone knows how terrible his sword is.

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Jing Jiu turned and looked at Bai Zao.

In Qingshan, he once heard Gu Qing's comments. In recent years, the relationship between the Zhongzhou faction and the Xihai sword faction has gradually improved, and there have even been signs of alliances.

It was a testament to the fact that the figures of the disciples of the Zhongzhou faction could be seen at the four-sea banquet outside Haizhou.

This is probably the reason why Bai Zao shot.

She is very smart, probably think that this Nanping clock not only saved the life of the Xihai Jianpai disciple, but also helped him breath.

Just how do you judge so that I am satisfied?

Jing Jiu did not speak, and there was not much emotion in his eyes.

Bai Zao accepted exactly what he meant.

The cold wind moved the white gauze.

She said something, her voice was very soft, and only Jing Jiu could hear it.

"Give me a face."

Jing Jiu did not say anything, and called back the black sword.

The Xihai Jianpai disciple glanced at him with hatred, but he dared not provoked any more and took out his flying sword from the cliff.

Only the realm of strength can't convince the crowds after all, not to mention that this is a battle of Dao, not a place where life and death are contested, and many voices sound.

"No one will convince you even if you get the first battle in the road, because you are a coward, and you are overbearing and unreasonable. With these two points, you can never become Luohuainan!"

"Good! Can you still block all of us? Unless you kill us all!"

"What qualification do you like to inherit the real man of Jingyang!"

Jing Jiu didn't hear these voices, and asked, "Did Xuan Ling Zong come?"

A little girl looked at the same fellow around her and raised her hand timidly.

Immediately afterwards, two other disciples raised their hands.

The role played by Xuan Ling Zong disciple in Taoist wars has always been very important, and the number of participants has always been large.

Jing Jiu then asked, "How about Daze?"

Someone raised their hands.

Two Daze practitioners were present.

Jing Jiu said: "We are not of the same ancestry. It is reasonable that we should not force you to go together, but the relationship between you and us is too close. If you are not taken away, it will inevitably be said that your elders will die and not be saved. . "

The disciples of Xuan Lingzong and Daze understood what he meant, and could not help but feel helpless.

Some other disciples looked at this picture, gave sympathy, and shouted, "Why? They are not Qingshanzong."

Jing Jiu ignored this person and said to the disciples of Xuan Lingzong and Daze: "Or, have fought with me."

Xuan Lingzong and Daze's disciples glanced at each other to see the helplessness in each other's hearts.

Jing Jiu looked at the crowd again and confirmed that there were no monks in Guocheng Temple and no small disciples attached to Qingshan Sect.

Finally, his eyes fell on a young girl.

He was familiar with the girl's clothing, which should have been seen many times many years ago.

"The relationship between Shui Yue'an and Qingshan is really good, but I won't listen to you. If you want to fight, if you can't, can you still kill me?"

The girl said that the contempt in her eyes was very clear.

Jing Jiuxin thought about how gentle and pleasant the former sisters of Shuiyuean were, until it was three months before they developed such a disagreeable temperament.

He said nothing, and said to everyone in the canyon: "The rest want to stay, they stay, and they want to leave."

The two Xihaijian disciples and Kunlun disciples left first, and many young practitioners also left.

Some people are annoyed that they have been delayed for so long because of such ridiculous things. Then how many snow country monsters must be killed. The achievements in the road war will inevitably collapse. Jiu took a bite in the direction.

The disciples of the Zhongzhou faction also left with their respective teams after instructing Bai Zao.

In the gorge, there are only disciples from Qingshan, the first six followed by Jing Jiu and Bai Zao, and then five young disciples from Xuanlingzong and Daze.

Jing Jiu didn't speak anymore, and began to recuperate.

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In fact, there are still some young disciples who participated in the road warfare in the mountain road around the canyon.

For example, the team of the two Xihaijian disciples and the Kunlun disciple who left first.

Some people did not answer: "Why not leave."

Shen Sheng, a disciple of the Xihai sword school, said: "Anyway, it has been delayed for so long, and we will have to go to night later, so we might as well camp here."

The Xihai Jianpai disciple who was injured by the streamer bell coughed twice, looked at the bottom of the canyon and said with hate, "Yes, you can see the excitement by the way."

Other young practitioners are a little puzzled. What kind of excitement can I see?

The Xihai Jianpai disciple coughed again and mocked: "Yujian will be blown to death by the wind, and the Qingshan Sect will definitely not come to pick me up. I want to see how they are going to leave and walk back like a dog of the bereft family?

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As time goes by, the twilight grows thicker.

The young disciples below the canyon felt the sights cast in the mountains.

The disciple of Liang Wangfeng who was named Lei Yijing couldn't stand it anymore. He walked to Jing Jiu and almost begged and said: "Having stopped the Taoist battle halfway, you will be punished by the teacher afterwards. Right? "

Jing Jiu said: "I don't remember this in the door rule."

Lei Yi was frightened and said: "Since you want to go back, then go."

At your speed, it is difficult to get out of this snowfield before the accident happens.

Jing Jiu thought about it, but he was too lazy to explain it and said directly, "Wait."

Lei waved his hands in shock, not wanting to speak again.

The rest of the young people did not want to speak anymore.

Have been waiting.

Now everyone has understood that the wait a few days ago was that he had to gather ten disciples from Qingshanzong to participate in the Taoist war.

What are you waiting for now?

Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared in the canyon.

It was because of Jing Jiu's words that some uneasy young disciples suddenly became nervous and looked towards the sky and found that the sunlight behind the clouds had disappeared.

As if the night had come early.

Could it be that the peculiar cold mist appeared again?

The disciples of Qingshan responded the fastest. Without waiting for Jing Jiu's order, nine flying swords roared out, forming a sword formation and holding the Quartet.

Some people look to Bai Zao.

Bai Zao looked at the sky, his expression slightly different.

The thin cloud burst.

A huge flying boat with countless clouds and turbulence appeared between everyone's vision.

The giant boat landed slowly towards the ground, bringing an unimaginable sense of oppression.

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(First of all, I wish you all a happy holiday. Secondly, I uninstalled Douyin, not because it is tired, but because it is too time-consuming. Douyin is really one of the most beautiful things I have encountered in these two years, and it is highly recommended. In the end, the reason to save time is because I plan to work more seriously, and the update will not be accelerated, because I want to save the manuscript, and I will run several places in the middle of the season-look at the material of the TV series and get some awards. Brushing the sense of social presence, I will go home as soon as possible, or at home, it is convenient to write things, so that I can restore two changes on May 20. I like this story, especially the subsequent plot, I want to write it as soon as possible.)