The Path Toward Heaven

The top is a Jian, the bottom is a sword, and the surroundings are not particularly tight, but the terrible flames are also difficult to reach into the head so accurately.The only problem is that the metal's thermal conductivity is too good, and it doesn't take long for Tong Yan to feel the heat from his feet.

He naturally thinks of the ants on the hot pot, without hesitation stepping up into the air, using the Zhongzhou School's heaven and earth escape method to traverse himself in the air.

Jing Jiu knows that it is only a temporary relief now. He ca n’t last too long in the fire of the Yang Gang of Lieyang Stream, not to mention other swords and people. If this continues, the universe front may melt at any time, of course, before that. It must be burned to death first.He had already thought about this, and he did not hesitate to summon a chilling cicada and put it on the top of his head. At the same time, he grabbed a space in his right hand, a large pit appeared on the ground, and a lot of burning mud was taken away by him.

A cold, bone-chilling chill came from above, covering his whole body like a cloak. The excess chill fell on the cosmic front, and then spread out again, so that the temperature here was lowered.

Looking at the snow-white little beetle, Tong Yan was a little surprised, thinking what kind of treasure is this, but was able to resist the enthusiasm of Lieyang streamer?

Cicada was lying on top of Jing Jiu's head, uneasy.In the past, it was lying on top of Liu Ada ’s head, and Liu Ada was lying on top of Jing Jiu ’s head. After all, it was separated by a layer. Now, this is equivalent to being directly on top of the owner ’s head, which is really not respectful enough. What do you do?Is it for me to put out these terrible flames outside?But I'm just the lowest-level snow beetle in the snow country. Where can I find this ability?

While thinking about these things, Qing'er's voice suddenly heard from Qingtianjian, who was under the attack of countless fires: "No way! No way!"

Tong Yan glanced at Jing Jiuyi, wondering if you said Qingtianjian was more resistant to fever?It's just been a while, and I can't hold it anymore?

Jing Jiu was also a little puzzled. He thought that according to his deduction calculation, Qing Tianjian's burn resistance should still be above the cosmic front. Now that the cosmic front has just started to glow red, it hasn't melted yet. Why did Qing Tianjian not work first?

Qing'er waved transparent wings and flew out of Qingtianjian. He looked at the chilling cicada on Jing Jiu's head. His eyes were suddenly bright. He flew over like a bee who saw the flower and sat on Jing Jiu's shoulder to hug him sideways His head, by the way, embraced the cicada into his arms, and finally felt cooler, and said to Jing Jiu's ear: "If you don't want any other way, everyone will die."

All are dying, indicating that more than one person is dying.

In Qingtianjian's illusion, the sky has turned into a dull red.

In a mountain village in the southern part of the old Chu Kingdom, the white-haired grandson Zhang is eating. The hot weather makes him sweat constantly, and the millet porridge cooled by Jingshui Town can't cause any appetite.

He looked at the sky, still bright and exuding enthusiasm, shattered the bowl in anger, and yelled, "I am a ghost! What's wrong with this world?"

After the world of Qingtianjian was frozen, Grand Master Zhang was the first person to wake up. Of course, he knew that the world was different from the previous ones. For example, the time was obviously slower. For example, no one woke up except himself. Come here, the son and granddaughter are sleeping, and everyone else in the village is sleeping, even in the county town. The strangeness is chilling.

His temperament is a bit like that of his parents, and he has a certain spirit at some critical moments, otherwise he would not dare to stab the emperor without his father. If he was replaced by someone else, in this strange world, he would be scared to death. However, it only took him more than ten days to get used to it. Anyway, he stored a lot of food at home, and he did n’t worry about starvation. He just needed to open his own fire to cook. This made him regret some of his craftsmanship. meaning.

As for those who are sleeping, it seems that they do not need to eat. He feels that these people should also wake up slowly, not very worried. It is just picking a salted fish in this house and picking a few vegetables in that house, but it is casual, but it is noon today. At that time, the whole world suddenly became extremely hot. At this time, it was already twilight, but the night did not come. It was really unbearable for him.

He walked out of the courtyard with a wooden stick and climbed up the hill to look into the distance. His clothes had been taken off long ago, and his thin body was covered with sweat.

The green tree has withered and is about to die. If it continues like this, I am afraid that the water in the river will be dry. What about those who are sleeping?Wouldn't it be too hot to wake up and be burned to death?

Grand Master Zhang looked back at his yard at the foot of the mountain, thinking of his lovely granddaughter, his dry lips trembling slightly, murmured, "Your Majesty, you don't care anymore, you will die."

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Jing Jiu Dao suddenly heard a bell in the heart.

The rusty bell has already been returned, where did the ringtone come from?

Then he vaguely heard someone say something to himself, probably understanding the situation.

Qing Tian Jian can resist the scorching Yang stream for a while, but the world can't bear it.

This is a deviation from his deduction. The plan had to be changed slightly, and the method was used in advance. I hope that it would not affect the final outcome.

The sky full of flames kept falling on Qingtianjian, making a dull and horrible sound, the flames overflowing in the cracks of the ground rose into the air, burning the cosmic front constantly, really worrying that it would change back to the burning fire stick in the snowfield.

Suddenly, countless sediments appeared in the sky, most of them were scattered on the surface of Qingtianjian, some were on the ground below, and of course some were on the cosmic front.

The cosmic front made a noisy noise, and a lot of fog was generated. The sword body was much darker, and the temperature was significantly lowered. The same is true for Qingtianjian.

Qing'er was surprised, thinking where the sand came from.

Tong Yan thought of Jing Jiu's action of catching a gap and looking at the big pit on the ground. Is this the sand?

At that time, the sand was still burning. Why did the fire go out at this time, and it was still so cold?

In front of the Daxue Mountain cliff, Wang Xiaoming clearly felt a very cold breath there through the blazing sun streamer. He was surprised, thinking what a ghost this was?

To know the flame temperature of Lieyang streamer, it is unimaginably high. That chill can actually consume a lot of flames. How cold is it?

He couldn't figure out how there could be such a cold thing in the world, not even the three-foot sword of Defeng on the green hill.

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Not to mention the three-foot sword on Shangdefeng, even the cold veins on the ground of Shangdefeng and even the temperature of the ice peak deep in the snowy field are not as good as those cold in the sand.

The universe is the coldest place in the world.

Jing Jiu sent those burning sand to the universe. No matter it was the fire of Yanggang or other fire, it would naturally go out instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the temperature of the sediment fell sharply.

Jing Jiu then retrieved the sand and used it to cool Qingtianjian and the universe front.

If he had no restrictions on transporting things to the universe, the Lie Yang stream certainly had no meaning to him, but that was impossible.

Because of that, let's not say the Lieyang streamer, any magic weapon and strong man of the heavenly continent can be wiped out for him.

Even if the process is as simple as taking money from the wallet, reaching into the wallet and taking the money out, it takes effort, not to mention so much sediment.

The cold sand blocked the terrible flames, and then heated up sharply.

Jing Jiu knew that this method would not last, and said to Tong Yan: "I'll kill him."

Tong Yan said: "How much?"

Jing Jiu thought about the means of pressing the bottom of the emperor's seal, bamboo card, and ghost sword, and said, "20%."

Qing'er worriedly said, "How can this be done?"

Jing Jiu said to Qing'er: "It's hard for me to die. If I can't kill him, I will take you away."

Qing'er once entered his body and saw the dark, endless and cold world. Guess he should have a way to leave Qing Tianjian and said, "You also collected him?"

Jing Jiu said: "He is alive."

Qinger said anxiously, "I am also alive."

"These are two different methods of living."

Jing Jiuwang said to Tong Yan: "If you have any last words, tell her first."

After saying this, he reached down and took Qinger to Tong Yan, and disappeared.

Cicada was in Qing'er's arms, looking around in horror, thinking that the master was preparing to stop himself?

Without new cold sand, Qingtianjian heats up sharply and soon turns red. If you continue this way, you might have to drip copper juice. The situation of the universe front is even more miserable. It has begun to soften and looks like a noodle. , No, pasta.

Qing'er is a spirit, relatively better, but Tong Yan is unable to withstand this high temperature. His clothes burn out numerous holes, his hair wilts, and there are many blisters on his mouth and face, which looks even more miserable than the universe front.

Cicada kept crawling on Tong Yan's face, trying to cool him down and relieve the pain, but in fact it was the worst one. The snow-white body had turned red, and it would be familiar by the time it was seen.

"Persevere again, he may be able to kill each other."

Qing'er fluttered his wings, fled and fled in the flames, and kept cheering Tong Yan and Cicada.

"10% probability is too small."

Tong Yan said to Qing'er: "Taking Qingtianjian, I will take you away."

It wasn't until this time that Qing'er knew that he still has backhands. He was surprised. Does anyone who is good at playing chess feel so cold and scary?

If you abandon the child, just abandon the child, and say that hiding strength can be hidden to the end?

Suddenly she gave birth to hope, Jing Jiu's chess level is still above Tong Yan, does that mean he is also hiding?

When Han Chan heard Tong Yan's words, he no longer healed him and jumped on his shoulder, looking at his lips carefully.

The owner clearly said that there is a 20% chance, but this person said only 10%. Is this looking down on the master, or does he think the master is cheating him?

But no matter how this person cheated the master, when the master comes back, he must find a way to tell him.

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There is a hole over there.

It was the hole left by the cosmic front after being struck by the blazing sun streamers and penetrating the mountain.

Below that little cave is a very thin snow current, which gradually increases until it becomes a solidified snowfall.

This is the consequence of the avalanche just now.

The entire foothills are almost filled.

Suddenly, the surface of the snow rose slightly and gradually rose, looking like a snowman standing up.

That is a snowman.

The snowman was very small, and his lower body was buried in the snow, so he looked more compact.

The snowman has black eyes, and besides that, there is nothing left on his face, no nose and no mouth.

A piece of white, really clean.

It looked over the mountain, feeling the heat there, without any emotion in its eyes, but it produced an extremely cold and terrible breath.

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(Happy New Year, everyone, the typos in the chapters of the previous days have been completely revised, and then start again. There will certainly be a lot of typos in the chapters these days, and I will find time to modify them. In addition, this chapter is not a draft, I am I finished writing before eight o'clock, and finally collected Xue Ji's name, how about it called Bai Mangong ...)