The Path Toward Heaven

This veteran monk who could kill the unicorn beast was naturally a mysterious ancestor of Xuanyin who had been listening for many years in Guocheng Temple.

Listening to Zhuo Rusui's words, the ancestor was not angry, but with some emotion.

No matter how you saw the jade tree facing the wind, if you do n’t see the sun and the earth for 400 years, it will eventually become his ghost.

Regardless of how you were rampant in the world, you will soon unify the evil path, which will be targeted by the Qingshan Sect, and will eventually become a dog.

At that time, the giant of the evil Dao, who ordered the evil Dao to be the hero and dared not to obey, had been far away from the earth. Forty years later, he reappeared in the world, but no one could recognize him.

But he was Xuanyin's ancestor after all.

These years, he behaves like a well-behaved old dog around Yinsan, but that is not true after all.

When he reappears in the world, people may not recognize him, but this world will always recognize him.

The strong wind roared between the courtyards.

Venerable Fire Flames sank down to attempt to suppress him, but he could only blow his thin hair, and could not move him.

He stood in the sky above the quiet garden, like a real demon god.

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In fact, at least one person in Jingyuan knew Xuanyin's ancestor.

"Xuan Yinzi?"

Jing Jiu was a little surprised. He thought that what appeared today should be the guy who lives with a turtle shell.

In the deepest part of those long-term memories, he remembered that the guy had some problems with his brother.

Hearing Jing Jiu's words, the monk crossing the sea and the Dachang monk suddenly changed color, while Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun reacted in a daze before reacting, pale.

Zhuo Rusui stared at the old monk, shocked and thinking that it was actually this, then it seems that he was right!

Zhao Layue was already in front of Jing Jiu, and Fu Sijian hung on the side.

Jing Jiu shot like a lightning, grabbed her belt, Jian Yuan rose sharply, turned into an unimaginable force, and threw her outside the mountain.

I do n’t know why, today ’s Venerable Flame Guardian Mountain Formation is a bit weird. The barriers to the outside world are still meticulous, but it does not prevent the people in the formation from leaving.

Zhao Layue turned into a line and landed in the wood beside a certain hall.

Listening to the movements in the woods and looking at the pictures in the quiet garden, the white cat's demon eye narrowed again and wanted to sneak away.

Jing Jiu is really dangerous.

However, the palm fell on its neck again, and this time his palm was a little hard.

"I said, just watch the play today."

Yinsan looked at Jingyuan's direction and said calmly.

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The ancestor Xuanyin fell towards the quiet garden, and the Venerable Fire Flame Guardian Formation fell accordingly.

In the quiet garden, the wind blew a great deal, and the great monks and monks crossing the sea looked dignified and stood in front of Jing Jiu.

Lu Guogong, Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun couldn't stand up at all and flew out obliquely.Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone tower in the middle of the courtyard, like a small animal holding a tree in the flood, he would not let go of his hand when he died, no matter how the sand stone was blinded, he also opened his eyes desperately, watching the high-speed falling Figure.

Dachang Monk's right palm rose from the sky and greeted Xuanyin's ancestor.

Venerable Huoshan Formation of Minghuo fired a sensation, then accelerated and fell, struck Xuanyin ancestor up and down.

The ancestor Xuanyin was expressionless and gently waved his sleeves. I did n’t know what method he used. The Dharma magical power in the Huoshan Formation of the Venerable Fire Flame was actually taken over by him!

A skinny palm came out of his sleeve, with unimaginable coercion and profound zen breath, he patted the ground of the quiet garden.

Da Chang Monk groaned, vomited blood and retreated, fell to the ground.As a former emperor of the emperor, he practiced meditation in Guocheng Temple for three hundred years. It can be said that it is a profound Dharma. Who knows that it can't stop the palm of Xuanyin's palm. It seems that his understanding of Zen exercises still lies above him!

The monk crossing the sea looked dignified, and then he knew why the mountain guards were so strange today.

The thin palm covered the entire quiet garden.

The coercion from Tongtian Pinnacles cannot be resisted, nor can it be avoided.

Jing Jiu's face was pale and his eyes were still clear.

The monk crossing the sea did not hesitate and stopped in front of him. If the genius disciple who was cultivated by the Qingshan sect died in Guocheng Temple, how would he confess to Liu Cizhen in the future, and how would he confess to Zen?

He is the chief of the law hall of Guocheng Temple. The realm is deep and far above the great monks. He believes that he can block for a moment and let Jing Jiu escape.

Looking at the giant palm that fell from the sky, his face was full of perseverance, and he was ready to lay down.

Suddenly someone stood in front of him.

The crossing monk was surprised.Zhao Layue has been thrown away by Jing Jiu. Lu Guogong, Bai Qianjun and Xi Yiyun have been shaken out of the quiet garden. The monk was seriously injured and fell to the ground.Where did this person come from?

Looking at the cyan official dress worn by the man in front of him, the monk crossing the sea suddenly thought of it, and today there was a middle-aged official who entered the Jingyuan Festival Tower with the deer Guo Gong.

The official was very ordinary and did not say anything from beginning to end.

He thought that this person had fainted for a long time. He didn't expect this person to stay until now, and he stood in front of him!

Being able to walk freely under the coercion of overwhelming things, of course, cannot be an ordinary person. I think it should be a strong man in the court, but ...

Even if you are Jinming City, how can you stop this devil?

The monk crossing the sea stretched out his hand to get the official back, but it was too late.

The official slammed into the sky.

His palms are somewhat wide and gentle, unlike the hands that are used to holding swords, they should not have done any hard work, but there are cocoon marks hidden on the edges of several fingers, it seems that they hold more pens.Compared with the thin and scary palm of Xuanyin's ancestor, his palm looked so weak.

But everything changed in the next moment.

The official's body suddenly became taller, as if the old peasant standing on the bank overlooking the straw, and like a senior official from the Qingtian Division standing in the flying ferry overlooking the earth.

An extremely majestic breath emanated from the body of the official, condensed as if in substance.

This majesty is not official authority, but ... imperial!

A bright red invisible flame emerged from the edge of the official's palm, and then quickly turned into two wings, flying towards the sky, bombarding the palm of Xuanyin's ancestor!

There are countless black lotus fires in the palm of Xuanyin's ancestors. They met the two fire wings in front and made countless burning sounds.

Two fire wings and countless lotus fires disappeared into the air at the same time.

The two palms finally met.

No matter how perfect the control of power is, it cannot prevent the power from leaking into the world, because this has exceeded the power and entered the category of supernatural powers.

A loud noise!The broken rain eaves and houses of Jingyuan were crushed to the ground. No dust could fly, and the sight became clear.

The terrifying air waves swept in all directions, destroying all the buildings along the way, evaporating the water in the pond, and ablating all the dry lotus leaves.

It wasn't until hundreds of feet away that this wave was blocked by the mountain protection array, rolled back, and raged again.

The power of two palms is so terrifying. Who is that official?

"Emperor!"

Ancestor Xuanyin looked at the official, his face full of shock.

Yes, this official who came to the sacrifice tower with the deity of the country of the country is His Majesty the Emperor!

No one thought that the God Emperor who was supposed to handle state affairs in Chaoge City quietly came to Guocheng Temple.

He missed his father, so he wanted to sit in front of the Linggu Tower in Jingyuan, but he was worried about being known by the world, so he concealed his identity?

Of course it can't be that simple!

Is the real person's game already seen through?

Ancestor Xuanyin looked at Jing Jiuyi with Yu Guang, and felt a sense of danger.

Just like the feeling of the previous unicorn.

He was a little puzzled. The realm of the contemporary god emperor is naturally profound, but he has no fear, why is the warning in his heart becoming clearer?

He decided not to stay, even if he was held accountable afterwards, he must leave immediately.

The God Emperor closed his palm and did not force him to leave.

Ancestral Xuanyin turned and flew to the sky, suddenly felt something wrong, and turned back to look at the ground.

The quiet garden has been turned into ruins. Only the small stone tower containing the ashes of the former emperor is intact because of its special material and rune blessings.

Zhuo Rusui hugged the little stone tower and looked up at the sky.

The ground is getting farther and farther, and Xuanyin's ancestor cannot see his eyes clearly, but his eyes are still in contact.

He didn't care about this Qingshan disciple. Even if the person is rumored to have a different talent, it didn't make any sense to him. Only then did he finally find the problem, warned him, and sent the magic skills to suppress.

Zhuo Rusui held the stone tower and looked at the little black spot in the sky, his eyes full of blood.

Since looking at Xuanyin's ancestor, he never looked away, and his eyes did not blink once.

Receiving the ancestor's full pressure, he couldn't hold it anymore, he snorted, and collapsed to the ground, his right hand spread out, revealing a crushed sword symbol.

An insignificant sword was suddenly born in the sky.

Ancestor Xuanyin was furious and scolded: "Shameless Green Mountain!"

A sword light burst into the air, with a strong breath of unimaginable, and with a more powerful meaning, even he could not avoid, directly penetrated his chest!

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Winter shines on the peak of skylight.

Yuan Gui closed his eyes and slept silently. The stone tablet on the turtle shell was silent, and the Chengtian sword inserted in the stone tablet dragged out a longer and longer shadow.

Liu Ci lived sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with his eyes closed, and the sword was wrapped around his body. The sword had accumulated for three days, which was the peak moment.

Before Zhuo Rusui left Qingshan, he once gave a very serious command here.

"This time when you go to Guocheng Temple, you should see it when you should. Don't read it wrong or miss it."

Feeling the news from afar, Liu Ci opened his eyes and thought that the inferior did nothing wrong.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of anger in his quiet eyes, saying, "It's actually Xuan Yinzi ... go!"

The voice fell, and there was a strong wind at the peak of Tianguang Peak.

Yuan Gui slowly opened his eyes again after many years.

The shadow on the stele has disappeared.

At the same time, there are those clouds that cloud Yun Xingfeng and do not disperse all year round.

Those black, steep, sword-like cliff stones appeared in the sunlight and appeared in people's eyes.

The elders and disciples in Jiufengli were shocked and speechless, not knowing what happened.

The red leaves are like fire in Shenmo Peak. Gu Qing and Yuan Qu walked out of the cave house and came to the cliff to look at Yunxing Peak.

The two felt the strong sword intent from there, thinking in shock, this is what Jianfeng really looks like.

"What happened?" Yuan Qu said uncomfortably.

"Not seen."

Gu Qing shook his head and suddenly worried about Master.

Jianfeng suddenly appeared, what should have happened to the continent.

It stands to reason that Jing Jiu's current status should have nothing to do with him, but Gu Qing just feels something is wrong.

Skylight Peak.

Liu Ci sat cross-legged on the cliff, looking at the direction of Guocheng Temple, and remained silent for a long time.

"Dare you even use a devil like Xuan Yinzi, Master, what is Qingshan in your heart?"

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(Suddenly think that Master Liu Ci should sing a song to Zhuo Rusui at this time, you are my eyes ... In addition, I always wanted to write the fairy sword in the avenue as a missile, something like today ’s strike is obviously ground laser guidance Well, hahahahaha, there will be even cooler in the future, the next volume will appear, happy when I think about it.)