The Path Toward Heaven

In the eyes of many people, Tan Zhenren has been standing on the square, in the original place.

It wasn't until he walked out of that tower that people realized that he had already left, and that he had arrived more than a hundred feet before Lien March.

Tan Zhenren held an ancient clock in his right hand.

That is not the streamer clock used by Luo Huainan and Bai Zao, but the magic weapon of the Zhongzhou School-Jingyun Clock.

Lian March shouted: "Luo."

A morning light fell from the sky and went toward the top of the real person.

With a buzzing sound, Jing Yunzhong blocked the morning light with the power of heaven and earth, and the low croaking sounded easily destroyed several ancient trees in the sky.

Tan Zhenren disappeared again, but came out of a box in the Western sky the next moment.

This is the power of Jing Yunzhong, and this is the world's wrong steps.

Jingyun Bell is a very special magic weapon. It is said to be a natural artifact in the neck of the unicorn in ancient times. It is heavy like a mountain. It cannot be cast from the sky like a flying sword and other magic weapons. .No matter how exquisite the practitioner's realm is, even if it is an immortal, as long as Jing Yunzhong sounds in his ears, he will be soulless and desperate, and even if he is alive, there must be no resistance.

Of course, ordinary practitioners do n’t use Jingyun Clock, they just ca n’t do it.

Only a strong person who talks about a series of real people can hold it so casually and walk freely.

It was like he was walking in front of Lien March at this time.

For other practitioners, it is impossible to determine the location of the real person. At this time, apart from breaking the space mirror and escaping as soon as possible, there is no other way.

Even March did not take a step back. Looking at the real people in the sky, his eyes were more intense and brighter.

An unimaginable violent breath erupted from her clothes.

The sun in the east seems to feel her will and sprinkle more morning light.

The morning light fell one by one, as if sifted through dense branches.

Regardless of where the real person came from, he was greeted by a morning light, making him unable to walk to even March.

Why even March can predict his position in advance?Why can she see the only truth in so many falsehoods?

The powerful sectarians who could see the pictures on the square were silent and guessed the reason.

This is the heaven and earth of Shuiyuean.

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There was a soft sound.

An extremely beautiful morning light came from the east.

Tan Ren walked out of the main hall in the sky.

The two meet.

Chenguang wiped his body, and a sleeve of sleeves and front flaps turned to ashes, but did not stop him from taking this most critical step.

Tan Zhenren finally came to Lian March.

The two were separated by more than ten feet.

In battles of this kind, this is extremely rare.

Talking about real people comes so naturally.

It's a random look even in March.

Tan Zhenren took another step forward, and at the same time his left hand rose with several breezes, ready to ring the Jingyun clock held in his right hand.

Surprisingly, he did not leave in March, and did not attack again with Chenguang's fist, but instead put his hands behind his back.

Her body leaned forward slightly, as if preparing to sprint.

A light appeared at the end of the fluttering black hair.

Immediately afterwards, a bright light also appeared in the oblique flying jacket.

A bright light appeared on the neckline, soles, corners of lips, and countless parts of her body.

Those are not sword intentions, she is not an invisible sword body, but the substance can be connected.

She and Jing Jiu are in the 3,000 courtyards and have been traveling with each other for many years.

Together, countless bright lights became a light curtain. Her body was at the forefront of the light curtain. It seemed that those lights were the afterimages she left behind.

She took her speed to the extreme and rushed towards Tan Ren.

There was a soft sound.

Pass by!

The world is out of step.

One step away is the end of the world.

The light mirror fragments on the square suddenly became dim, and the palace groups that appeared inexplicably in different positions suddenly reversed their directions.

Buzz!Jing Yunzhong was struck!

The wind was violent, the sky was dim and dark, and the entire imperial city seemed to tremble at this moment.

No one can see the picture clearly at that moment, not even Zen Zi and Bu Qiuxiao.

I don't know how long after that, the light finally disappeared, and the normal appearance was restored in the palace. There were only two people on the square standing back to back with a distance of more than ten feet.

Even in March, he lifted his left sleeve to wipe off the blood on his face, but more blood poured out of his nose and out of his mouth.

Tan Zhenren looked at Jing Yunzhong's hand. The wrinkles on his face were much deeper. There were traces of the morning light ablation on the cloth, and he looked a little embarrassed.

There are countless crisp sounds intensively ringing, some from the space debris re-integrated, most from the body of the real person.

"I lost." Tan Zhenren turned to look at her and said, his expression was still indifferent.

Even March turned to look at him and said, "If you insist on knocking again, you may die with me."

Her face was covered with blood, and she looked like a worldly man like Shui Yuean, more like a naughty girl after fighting with a neighbor's boy.

Tan Zhenren said: "I don't want to die, I still have a lot to do."

Lian March thought about it and said, "I have nothing to do."

"So I lost to you is a matter of course." Tan Zhenren looked at her right hand and said with emotion: "What's more, your current number of true yuan can enter the top three in the history of spiritual practice. Who is your opponent in Chaotian mainland? ? "

Even in March, he was still bleeding. From time to time, he wiped with his left sleeve, but his right hand remained motionless.

The morning light overflowed from between the fingers, and the white light had extremely pale gold grains that only she and Tan Zhenren could see.

She said: "This also has an opportunity to Yunmeng Mountain."

"So there is no disappointment."

After finishing this sentence, Tan Zhenren stepped up into the sky and walked into the sky, then headed towards Yunmeng Mountain.

The palace was quiet, there was no sound for a long time, and everyone was shocked.

Tan Zhenren actually lost, and also said that no one in the entire mainland of Chaotian was even an opponent in March?Kou Qingtong, the last strong man who defeated the blood demon first, then did not take a rest, and then defeated the recognized strongest person in the world, the head of the Zhongzhou faction to talk about real people ... how strong is this woman?

Why did the real person leave Chaoge City directly?

Does he think that the Zhongzhou faction has lost two games in a row, plus no one can beat Lian March and chose to give up?

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Even in March, he fought Kou Qingtong first, and then talked about the real person. The sand and rocks flew across the field. The morning glow and the sky fell into the world. No one noticed that Jing Xin came to the hall along the palace wall and was guarded by the still faithful old officials intermediate.

Watching Tan Zhen walk away in the air and leave Chaoge City, Jing Xin thought of humiliating kneeling in Shuiyue Temple. Instead of feeling sad and disappointed, he felt more relaxed.

Jing Yao only noticed that his brother was not far away.

The eyes of the two brothers were a little light, and then quickly turned nervous, because even March was approaching the hall.

Both the brothers of the Jing family and the ministers of the central government saw that even March was getting closer and closer, and they were subconsciously nervous, even Lu Guogong and others were no exception.No one can remain calm when facing her after seeing a picture like this today.

Even in March, he ignored these people and went straight to Jing Jiu.

Halfway through, she stopped suddenly, reached out to grab some water in the air, and washed away the blood from her face before continuing to move.

Even March walked past Jing Jiu and sat down on the stone steps.

Jing Jiu also went back and sat down beside her, looking at her profile.

The peach flower still twitched slightly between the temples, stained with blood, and more beautiful.