The Path Toward Heaven

There is a forbidden array at the end of the God's Peak to isolate the inside and outside.

After Zhao Layue broke into the peak that year, this powerful forbidden line was only retained at the peak, and occasionally opened.

For example, when Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue traveled around the world, such as today and the white cat basking in the sun.

People outside can't see the picture of the peak, but the peak can see the sky.

Jing Jiu looked at the stars in the night sky, felt the breath, and thought about what the other party would do.

That breath is very peaceful, but its inner quality is extremely strong, like two silver eyebrows dancing like the wind, old but not weak.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu also felt the faint powerful coercion, a little nervous.

Hidden among the peaks of the mountains, there is a large array of green mountains. Even if the head of Zhongzhou sent him close, it would be impossible to break through.

Is it a senior in Jiufeng who is coming?

I thought Jing Jiu once said that the former Lord Fang Jingtian tried to kill him twice, and Gu Qing's expression changed again.

Zhao Layue came out of the cave house.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked over.

Zhao Layue shook his head.

Yuan Qu was surprised, thinking that the ancestors were indeed lazy and sleepy, but did not come out at this time?

Jing Jiu looked at the night sky and was silent for a while, then suddenly extended his right hand.

Zhao Layue evokes the Firth sword.

Fu Sijian flew to Jing Jiu by himself.

Jing Jiu took hold of the sword body and inserted it into a tiny stone crack beside the cliff, then turned slightly.

The number of cracking sounds is like more than ten glass cups falling on the hard ground one after another and breaking, the ban on the peak is lifted, and hundreds of swords are returned to the mountain.

Zhao Layue looked slightly stunned, walked to him, and looked at the night sky.

That powerful breath is still hidden in the night, without showing his figure.

Jing Jiu looked somewhere in the night sky without saying a word.

The night wind blew through the treetops in the mountains, making a loud noise. The apes and monkeys did not shout, nor did the cicadas sound, and it was even colder.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu were very nervous as they looked at the backs of the two teachers.

They know that in this level of battle, their shots have no meaning.

With the passage of time, the situation remained unchanged, until a moment, the breath suddenly disappeared.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu couldn't be sure, but waited nervously.

"gone."

Jing Jiu turned and walked into the cave house.

Zhao Layue looked at his back and tried to persuade him to say a few words, but in the end he still didn't speak.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu finally rest assured that they felt their legs were soft and their clothes were already wet with sweat.

There is a cold jade couch deep in the cave, exuding a little chill.

It may be because I don't like the cold. Jing Jiu has never rested here, and he rarely even comes here.

Walking to Han Yu Couch, he looked at the white cat who slept in a cold sleep.

Cicada felt his will and carefully drilled out of the cat's claws and crawled into the corner.

The white cat felt it, stretched out his right paw, but fell empty, slowly opened his eyes, and looked around blankly.

Cicada hid in the corner and shivered.

Of course he was afraid of this hairy monster, but he did not dare to violate Jing Jiu's will.

"Don't pretend."

Jing Jiu looked at it and said, "Every time you go out of the cave, the forbidden array will be opened. No one except Liu Ci and Yuan Qi Whale can see you."

The white cat looked at him quietly, and there was nothing dazed, there was no emotion in his eyes.

"I spent three years laying this round, but he didn't shoot."

At the beginning of the opening of the Jingyang Cave Mansion, Jing Jiu had already concluded that there was a ghost in the heart of the former Fang Jingtian.

Later in the old plum garden in Chaoge City, Tian Jinren shot to him is also proof.

From the perspective of Fang Jingtian, he and Zhao Layue were both investigating the fact that Jingyang was soaring, so it is very likely that the so-called repeat disciples would be personal disciples.

In order to hide certain things, Fang Jingtian had enough reasons to get rid of him and Zhao Layue, and in fact he had made two attempts.

Fang Jingtian is a strong man who breaks the sea, and is more likely to be the third master of Qingshan Sect. Staring at such a character is a very stressful thing.

Jing Jiu is now very weak and has no good solution to this problem, but he still wants to try to get rid of this threat.

So three years ago, he picked up Bai Gui from Bihu Peak.

He knew that after the Xihaijian faction, Liu Ci and Yuanqi whale would both leave Qingshan, and the ghost in Fang Jingtian's heart was likely to appear again.

If Fang Jingtian tried to kill him again, he would use the forbidden array of the end of the god to fight against the white ghost.

Fang Jingtian came tonight.

Unexpectedly, he didn't shoot.

There is only one explanation.

Fang Jingtian knew the arrangement of Shenmofeng in advance.

The white cat narrowed its eyes, saying it had nothing to do with it.

Either it, it is the head or Yuanqi whale.

Jing Jiu won't believe it completely, because it didn't shoot tonight, and because of the things he said when he first went to Bihu Peak.

——If Bai Gui does not agree or acquiesces, even Lei Poyun, even Bihufeng Master, can't take away a piece of Thunder Soul Wood.

Of course, in addition to the ghost in Fang Jingtian's heart and this white ghost, there must be other ghosts among the nine peaks.Senior Brother sent the soul to the underworld disciple through Thunder Soul Wood, in order to break through the ban set by him personally, but he still needs other help to leave the sword prison. Who is that person?

He left the cave house, walked back to the cliff, looked at the snow cliff between the peaks of Shangde Peak illuminated by the stars in the distance, and remained silent for a long time.

You have crawled back from hell, how can the sword prison hold you back.

Should I kill you directly?

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After Nanzheng escaped from the tribe, she joined the Bulao Lin because the practitioners needed a lot of resources, but she did not.

In Bu Lao Lin, she has killed many people and seen a lot of unbearable pictures, like hell.

But that was to see, tonight was the first time she walked in between.

There is a thick fog in the hell tonight. She knows that this is Daze's wind and rain. It is these fogs that have isolated her and her companions from the night sky for help.

The fog is full of fighting sounds. Occasionally flashes light up to illuminate dark cliffs, and then screams and mumbles sound, which represents death.

There was a thunderous hoof sound from the side, she knew that this was the royal guard of the court, and it was these iron riders that killed her red elephant.

The cavalry composed of ordinary people became very powerful after they were put on rune paper, and those seemingly fragile feather arrows became very hard after being put on rune paper, and even practitioners like her could not bear it.Even more troublesome, she and her companions also met several scholars of Yi Mao Zhai.

Where are those scholars like scholars?

They are crazy!

Tu Qiu died, and Yu Buhuan also died. The former's gloves and the latter's Sihuang bottles were tied around her waist, and Bi Shizheng was on her back.

If she shot at this time, she should be able to kill a lot of Guardian cavalry, but she never thought about it.

She just wanted to escape.

Run away from the fog.

The farther away, the better.

at last.

She broke through the clouds and came to the summit.

This is an unknown mountain outside the city of Haizhou.

Electric light illuminates the world.

She looked back and found that there was Yuntai.

A sword light was born from the sea.

Enter the sky.

Back to the world again.

Her face became very pale.

She didn't know if this was the most shameless murder in the history of spiritual practice.

She only knew that hell would never be more ruthless than that sword light.