The Path Toward Heaven

(There are some problems in the last chapter. Since Xuan Lingzong knew that Su Ziye was assassinated in Yizhou, the Kunlun School did n’t make sense until today. When the chapter is updated, I will modify it. Of course, this is a small problem. You do n’t need to read it again. Ah, it seems to have revealed the secret that I didn't save the manuscript ... so I am not easy, students, I am under a lot of pressure every day, so I play around like the chapter name today, I don't want to mind if you think about it, Ka Ka Ka Click.)

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In the scream, Song Qianji summoned the magic weapon, and broke away, spilling blood all the way.

The glass sword stopped in the air without chasing.

He Wei looked at the blood rain, his eyes cold.

Song Qianji's body was penetrated, Daoshu Jianwan was destroyed, where there was still life, flew more than ten feet, and fell to the ground, no breath.

He Wei waved his sleeves, and several sparks floated over, turning into a blazing flame, instantly burning Song Qianji's body to ashes.

The Bloody Gorge is still quiet for dozens of miles away. The people in Xuanyin Sect should have known the movement here, but no one came out to check it.

Now Xuanyin Sect, it is already difficult to find a strong man who can resist He Wei head-on.

He Wei's sleeves fluttered, stepped into the air, and soon came to the extremely high sky. The bloody canyon turned into a red line in his vision, and the endless cold mountains were at his feet.

A jade-like light appeared in the eastern sky, the atmosphere was far away and mysterious, and it was difficult to perceive the depth of the state.

He Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and saluted towards that place: "I have seen Bai Zhenren."

"He Daoyou doesn't have to be more polite."

There was a gentle voice in the jade-like light.

He Wei stopped talking and sat cross-legged on the head of the cloud, closing his eyes and starting to breathe.

Lengshan is still so quiet, there are no traces of activity in thousands of miles, but only occasionally the yellow sheep can be seen among those wild grasses and cold willows.

Of course, what you see is not all true.

This is the most dangerous place in Chaotian Continent. I don't know how many monsters and monsters are hiding in the deep canyon, behind the formation and underground.

If you switch to other practitioners and stare at it as arrogantly as He Wei, there will be countless attacks.

However, He Wei's realm is too strong, and the evil people are not willing to easily provoke them.

The most important thing is that Zhongzhou sent the head lady here. Who dares to come out and die?

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The deepest part of the Scarlet Canyon is still a monotonous and dry cliff, but there are many buildings in the cliff protected by the large array.

The Xuanyin Sect ’s altar today is far inferior in all respects to the one destroyed by the Qingshan Sect, but it is also very difficult to break through.

The beam column in the Xuanyin Temple is made of black jade, exuding a slight bloody smell, and hiding some dryness in the depths.

There is a curtain made of sky blood beads in the deepest part of the hall, and there is a soft couch behind the curtain.

A middle-aged man lying on the couch, with a light breath and clear eyebrows and eyes, is Su Qige, the sovereign of Xuanyin.

He has been paralyzed for many years because of the fire, but he is still alive after the Xuanyin Sect's internal strife.

Gao Ya is the only remaining seven-generation elder of the Xuanyin Sect. He was born very thin and his cheeks were dry, as if his vitality had been lost, but if he looked into the deepest part of his eyes, he could see extremely strong ambitions and desires.

He looked at the two dazzling white lights on the array, his face dignified, and said, "What do the Sect Masters think?"

Su Qige glanced at Gao Ya and said indifferently: "Since it was Bai Zhenren who shot it personally, what else can we look at, we can just wait for death."

Gao Ya said with a sneer: "If these old thieves can break the large stream, the faction will be destroyed long ago, where else can we wait until today?"

Su Qige closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Gao Ya looked at a young man and said seriously: "The young master should not be afraid, even the Tongtian Immortal can't break the mountain array of this school."

The young man had some inconvenience in his legs and feet, and slowly walked to the window, looking at the sky steamed red by the fire pulse, and said, "What on earth did the real man and Kunlun want to do?"

"It should be aware of what happened in the previous gates. They made a special trip to demonstrate. The so-called right and evil are not mutually exclusive. Young Master, you should slowly get used to this kind of scene."

Gao Ya looked at the young man's back and said with a mocking look in his eyes.

You are just a puppet, thinking about these things, do you really think you are the master of Xuanyin Sect?

The young man turned around and turned out to be Shi Fengchen's righteous son Wang Xiaoming.

I don't know what kind of adventure he experienced after he left Chaoge City. He actually cultivated an evil work, and even became the young master of Xuanyin Sect.

He did not see the mocking expression in Gao Ya's eyes at the moment, but this did not affect him to have an idea: this person should be killed.

Then he looked at Su Qige, the Xuanyin patriarch on the couch, wondering if this man would kill him?

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The evil demon in the cold mountain all perceive the arrival of Kun Wei, the head of Weilun, and the Baizhen man from Zhongzhou.

They don't know why these two righteous big guys are here, what they want to do, but they just don't need a reason to fear this kind of thing.

Sects with a large array of mountain gates hurried to increase the strength of the formation, while those who did not have free repairs quickly escaped to the ground.

Those blood demon remnants that have been hidden for many years are desperately flying deep into the underground caves, even if they know that they are also dangerous.

There are countless caves under the Chaotian mainland, many of which can lead to the underworld, but because the passage is too narrow and the natural prohibition is too strong, only the weakest wandering soul can pass through.A powerful demon such as a master disciple can only appear in the world through projection, just like the original Ming Cui Valley.

There are only a few places that can be called the channel between the ground and the underworld. In addition to the well-known maelstrom, one is the Soul Valley in the cold mountain, but it has been sealed by the Zhongzhou faction many years ago, and there are only some underworld 'S monster came over occasionally fortunately.The other place is not far from the East China Sea.

There is a pit in the verdant valley.

The pit is extremely deep, and its bottom is unknown.

This is called Tongtianjing.

No practitioners know why this name is called.

Shui Yue'an was on the mountain more than ten miles away from Tongtianjing, and he could suppress the demon demon who ran out of it at any time.

A more accurate statement should be that the great Donghai Shenni countless years ago built the Shuiyuean here to suppress the demon talents of the Underworld.

The Chaotian Continent has been peaceful for more than two hundred years, and the traces of the Ming Department's activities have obviously decreased, and in recent decades it has been almost silent.

Tongtianjing has also been quiet for many years.

One spring day, the silence here was suddenly broken.

More than ten disciples of Shui Yue'an came to a small car with a green curtain, but the elder of Shui Yue'an was in the car.

A moment later, Jin Yun was born in the morning glow, the lotus boat slowly fell, and the abbot of Guocheng Temple and the chief master of the sea crossing the sea, brought eighteen ascetic monks to the Tongtianjing.

The sound of chanting sounded, echoing among the verdant valleys.

Scriptures with a faint golden glow woven into a loop-like net, slowly falling towards the pit.

Numerous squealing noises sounded in the Tongtianjing, like the red-hot knife was poured with cold water.

I don't know how many wandering souls died instantly.

The dark and cold breath slowly sank until I could no longer feel it.