The Path Toward Heaven

(According to the feedback from most readers yesterday, I will use the big chapter first. In the future, I will update it at 8 o'clock every night. I will tell you something when I have something. In addition, although there is a sentence in this chapter that the sea is water, I was a little surprised to find that now I write something really without water, it is very beautiful.)

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The tumbling sea waves aroused countless splashes, turned into mist and enveloped the sea surface, and rolled with the violent wind, causing the temperature to drop sharply.

The moss on the reef was stripped by the waves, and the fat sea beast had already sneaked into the seabed.

Tie Jian walked deep into the West Sea.

The mist is getting bigger and bigger, gradually connecting with the cloudy clouds in the sky, the sun is blocked behind, and the world is dark.

Iron swords flying at high speed between stormy waves are hard to find.

Jing Jiu looked at the depths of the West Sea and said to Gu Qing: "If you have something, throw the cat."

The white cat glanced at Jing Jiuyi and gave a meow.

It is not expressing dissatisfaction, but is warning Jing Jiu.

Even if it is covered by water mist and clouds, but if it passes like this, it will still be found by the other party.

Of course, cats are the best at such things.

Jing Jiu knew what it said was justified, and said to Gu Qing firmly.

The iron sword descended from a height, plunged into the turbulent seawater.

The sea is full of water, with great resistance.

Jing Jiu sat at the front of the iron sword and raised his right finger to the front. A soft and clear sword intention spread out from the fingertips.

The seawater hitting at a high speed is like a hard stone wall, but somehow, it will become very soft when encountering the sword, and it will separate itself from the road with countless low thunderous thunders.

Jing Jiu was also in the same posture when he passed through the dead cold field.

It was just that he used Shiyuefeng's Six Dragon Swords at that time, and today he uses another.

Looking at the scene, Gu Qing was surprised.

Even Master Chengguangjian of Tianguangfeng passed it to himself. Of course, he can accept that Master understands Bihufeng ’s Chaolai swordsmanship, but Master ’s Chaolai swordsmanship is too good. Lord Bihufeng is not as good as he ...

When there is a tide, there is a natural tide, the low thunder sounds, the sea is separated like a tide, and a transparent water wall is formed around the iron sword.

All kinds of fish and algae recede at high speed, turning into countless lines of different colors, and occasionally you can see the huge and blank eyes of sea beasts relatively far away.

The black iron sword carried two people and one cat on the high speed of the West Seabed. I don't know how long it passed. The speed of the iron sword gradually slowed down, and the sound of thunder fell to silence.

Numerous black giant pillars appeared in the distant sea water, looking like standing whales.

Those black giant columns are actually the part of the floating island submerged in the sea water.

This is not Penglai God Island, but the Xihai Islands.

To this day, this archipelago that is biased toward the depths of the West Sea is still nominally owned by the Shark People, but it was robbed by the Xihai Sword God as a mountain gate many years ago.

The iron sword stopped far away from the Xihai Islands without any sound, and continued to sink like a truncated wood until it reached the extremely deep seabed.

There is darkness here, and nothing can be seen.

Jing Jiu looked up, and a sword fire appeared in his pupil, and he saw the blue sky.

Gu Qing's realm is also quite deep. After learning Master's method, he washed his eyes with sword and fire, and his vision finally penetrated the darkness in front of him, and saw the distant sea.

Looking from the bottom of the dark sea, the distant sea is like a sapphire, very beautiful.

Of course, that sapphire may also be the sky.

There are countless cracks on the surface of sapphire.

It was hundreds of white air currents in the sky, and the lines in the sea water.

The lines are made of air bubbles, which are several miles long and are slowly dissipating.

Gu Qing looked up at this magnificent and magical picture, completely shocked, unable to speak, and even forgot that he was in the sea water.

Is this the trace left by the two strong swordsmen between heaven and earth?

Immediately afterwards, Jianguang fell from a very high place without any sound.

There are countless extremely deep cracks on the surface of the West Sea, the deepest of which is about several hundred feet, which is close to the location of the iron sword.

Such soft seawater seems to have changed its nature before these sword lights, and it seems to be sticky countless times.

To know that this is just the slightest leak, you can imagine how terrifying the true power of those sword lights is.

Gu Qing once saw the battle between Hades and Canglong in the palace of Chaoge City.

That battle was a fight between souls and spirits. Although mysterious, it was far behind the two flying swords in the sky at the moment.

Jianguang shattered the stratosphere, the sea waves were uneven, and a rising sun drifted in the distance, illuminating the sea water a little.

Gu Qing saw countless dead fish, and even saw the corpses of several small whales farther away sinking slowly.

He couldn't help looking at Jing Jiu, his expression a little nervous.

He has already vaguely guessed that the two peerless powerhouses should be Xihai Jianshen and Mr. Pei without the grace.

The question is what does Master bring himself here?

Not everyone who has the opportunity to witness the battle between the strongest in the heaven and earth can see it for themselves. It is an extremely rare opportunity for any monk.

The problem is that it is on the bottom of the sea, so close to the battlefields of the two great swordsmen, what should I do if a sword falls on these people?

If Master wants to help Mr. Pei, what can we do with our ability?

Gu Qing subconsciously glanced down at the white cat in his arms.

At this moment, the sea suddenly became quiet.

Countless things like gravel fell into the sea from high altitude, like rainstorms, and drawn countless extremely thin lines in the sea.

Then, someone fell into the sea.

The man was motionless, his gray hair was undulated with the water, like seaweed, and then gradually red with blood.

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Everyone is the protagonist in his own life story.

Only some stories are comedy, some are tragedy, some are literary, some are mother-in-law, some are blood-blooded, and some are legendary.If someone feels that he is the protagonist of a bigger story, then he must have something different, such as being born with a beautiful appearance, a very good family background, or a gifted talent, or a different experience.

Wang Xiaoming feels that he is the protagonist, based on these principles.

He Zhan thinks so.

He is known for good luck in the spiritual world, even if he now knows the truth behind these good luck, it does not affect his opinion.

There is such a aunt, who is not the protagonist, who is it?

Since it is the protagonist, you have to participate in the story. You cannot become an audience, nor can you stay away from the scene and dance to the red dust.

The journey from Baotong Monastery to Guocheng Temple was not completed. He went against Haiyu's will and went to Haizhou quietly, disguised as a fisherman, drove a boat deep into the West Sea, waiting to flash in the upcoming big story Bright debut.

He is not a good name or a lively, but this matter originated in Baotong Temple, two friends met because of him, but also a plan set by his parents, so dangerous, how can he leave it alone?

He drove a fishing boat on the West Sea for a long time, daring not to be close to the Xihai Islands, nor daring to be too close to the battlefield Tong Yan chose, so as not to cause some people to doubt.

This morning, two sword lights appeared without warning, and shattered the morning light.

The battle between Xihai Jianshen and Pei Baifa began.

The world is changing, and the sea is huge.

In just an instant, his fishing boat was scattered by a huge wave and sank to the bottom of the sea.

He Zhan didn't dare to fly, hugged a plank of wood, and fluttered in the endless waves.

He felt the two magnificent and terrifying swords in the sky, and felt like an ant floating on the water.

It was only at this time that he wanted to understand that the spiritual world respects the strong, and the real protagonist can only be the real strong.

In this story he is not qualified to be the protagonist.

However, he had never thought of the ability to participate in the operation of killing the sword god, but just wanted to come over and see what could help him.

As for how to help him, he didn't know. In fact, until now, he didn't understand what Tong Yan's extremely simple plan meant.

The sea water kept flushing his body, making his thoughts a little confused.

Mr. Pei has already shot, is it the last step of the lure of Tonglu or Su Ziye?Have the two of them been exposed?When are they going to escape?By the way, how many people can sit in your own xi?I used to travel alone, never had a chance to try it, I knew I should go to Daze first.

Thinking about these things, he suddenly found that the waves coming in front became smaller.

The wind disappears and the clouds disperse.

He Zhan looked up at the sky.

A figure fell from the extremely high virtual realm.

After a while, another figure fell from the void.

The two figures fell into the sea one after another, splashing small and unremarkable splashes, and gradually sank to the bottom of the sea.

In the direction of the West Sea Islands farther away, dozens of sword lights loomed.

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Looking from the dark bottom to the sea is like looking at the sky from the bottom of the well.

The sky was out of reach for the frog, but people in the sky also found it in the shadow of the bottom of the well.

The iron sword stopped at the bottom of the sea, and no one could find its trail.

I do n’t know if I was holding the white cat. Gu Qing found that his aura was always full, and there was no problem of lack of breath.

The ripples on the sea leveled off and became calm, and then two water splashes were born again.

Pei Baifa fell into the sea.

Xihai Sword God also fell.

Gu Qing was pale and squeezed the sword tactics with his right hand, ready to shoot at any time.

Jing Jiu didn't mean to shoot, just staring silently at the seabed ahead.

Xihai Jianshen slowly settled down.

His figure is very tall, even lying in the sea, still gives a sense of majesty, like a statue.

Countless extremely subtle sword intentions lingered on the surface of his body, looking like electric wires.

The seawater walked softly around him, and the fierce sea beasts evacuated deeper and farther, appearing terrified.

Sunlight penetrates the sea and falls on his face, exuding a jade-like white color, and the lines of the bridge of the nose and the jaw are slightly stiff.

He was slowly sinking towards the bottom of the sea, always closing his eyes, motionless, as if asleep.

Pei Baifa was also sinking to the bottom of the sea dozens of miles away.

He also closed his eyes, motionless, his scattered white hair fluttered in the sea water, and the blood was washed.

Did the battle between the two powerful players in the realm of the world end up with both defeats?

Dozens of sword lights were born on the western sea, and as soon as they left the island, they were divided into two teams. One team came towards the sword god of the West Sea. It should be ready for rescue.

Gu Qing looked at Jing Jiu again, his eyes widened, and he thought he must shoot now, otherwise Mr. Pei would die!

Even the white cat stretched out its front claws and scratched Jing Jiu at that time-it did not look at Pei Baifa, but stared at the piece of sea water where the sword god of the West Sea was located. How can such a good opportunity be missed, you should let me go to kill him.

Jing Jiu ignored Gu Qing.

He was also looking at Xihai Jianshen, but his eyes did not fall on Xihai Jianshen. He seemed to be afraid of something. His right hand was pressing the white cat tightly.

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Flying Swords leaving the West Sea Islands split into two teams.

Naturally, elders and disciples with higher status and strength went to rescue the head, while the rest went further.

Killing Pei Baifa is of course a great achievement, but that's dangerous, and who doesn't want the first person he sees when he opens his eyes?

Su Ziye joined the Xihai Sword School as a guest clerk. These two years have been highly valued by the sword gods. Naturally, they are not liked by the Xihaimen, and they are quite excluded on weekdays.

He was of course going to Pei Baifa at this time.

It didn't take long for him to come to the sea with a dozen disciples of Xihaijian.

The flying sword fell towards the sea. The Xihai sword school's hidden tide sword technique was extremely powerful in this environment. It quickly broke through the sea water and revealed Pei Baifa's body.

Su Ziye's face became greener and her breath was colder. She reached out and grabbed Pei Baifa from the sea.

The Xihaijian disciples did not respond for a while.

A green leaf flew out of Su Ziye's mouth, rose up against the wind, and turned into a flying green boat all over the body, instantly breaking through the sky and sprinting towards the east!

Only then did the disciples of Xihaijian faction know that Su Ziye was trying to save people!

On the sea, people screamed again and again, and everyone chased away with the sword, never thinking that a water wall suddenly appeared in the sea, blocking their way.

The water wall hides a touch of green, like it is mixed with a lot of water plants, exuding a strange smelly smell, it should be highly poisonous.

The disciples of Xihai Sword couldn't escape, hit the wall of water, and fell one after another. They couldn't chase after them.

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The rest of the Xihaimen people have entered the bottom of the sea and come to Xihai Sword God.

Tonglu is at the front.

He is not the most senior and strongest person present, but he is the most important disciple of Sword God, so no one competes with him for this position.

The sunlight fell on the Xihai Jianshen's face, a little white.

Looking at the master who seemed to be sleeping, Tonglu's face was paler, his eyes full of struggling and pain, his hands trembling slightly, and the cold sword at his feet buzzing.

Someone finally found something wrong and shouted sharply, "What do you want to do?"

Xihai Sword God still closed his eyes, as if unaware.

The sea water was illuminated by the sword light, but the endless sword intention came from everywhere.

Tonglu's left shoulder was cut open with a bloody mouth and retreated to hundreds of feet away, losing his best chance.

The Xihai Jianpai stared at Tonglu, who held the sword in his right hand, his eyes full of vigilance and absurd expression.

You are the leader among the younger generation of Xihai Jianpai, and they are highly valued by the head. Even if Yuntai ’s performance was so bad in that year, the head did not have a heavy responsibility ... You actually want to kill the head!Do n’t you forget that the master is your master!It's a big deal!

No one expected that more ridiculous things are yet to come.

A Xihai Jianpai disciple approached Xihai Jianshen silently sometime, and his palm fell on his chest!

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Xihai Jianshen opened his eyes!

His eyes were indifferent.

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A mumbled noise.

The sea is raging.

The sword is in a good mood.

The doormen of the Xihai sword faction in the vicinity were shocked to the distance.

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The Xihai Jianpai disciple who assassinated retreated silently, and his black hair flew in the water, half covering his face.

That is a very ordinary face.

It turned out that Xihai Jianshen was not comatose at all.

He is pretending!

But at this time, the girl still couldn't see any fear in her eyes, calm as usual.

Because she is wintering.

In her practice years, she has encountered too many unusual people and things.