The Path Toward Heaven

When Zhao Layue left, He Zhan was grilling fish for Thurse in the yard, while comforting her that the hot pot was delicious today.The same thing is happening in many places in Baicheng. Ordinary people comfort each other and relieve each other, but compared with previous years, there are far fewer worshippers kneeling on the street.

Dao Sheng has been healing in a small temple for ninety years. There have been no signs of miracles for a long time, and his faith has gradually faded.

These ordinary people don't know that in the snow field they dare not step on, there are practitioners inside and out to fight the snow country monsters for different purposes.

The war between the Terran and the Snow Kingdom has been going on for too long, and I have learned a little about that strange country, especially what happened before and after the Queen of the Snow Kingdom a hundred years ago gave people strong judgments.

The snow country's life does not know where it came from, but it does not seem to require food and vitality, only the cold air itself is needed to continuously produce energy.When the number of snow country monsters exceeds a certain line, the cold in the north is not enough to maintain, those snow country monsters will drive south by themselves or by the queen, thus forming a terrible beast tide.

If the human race does not want to face the big beast tide that was more than 700 years ago, it must ensure that the number of snow country monsters does not exceed that line.

Since there is no way for the Terran to pull the sun closer to the ground, there is only one way left—going to hunt monsters in the snowfield.

For many years, the Mei-Mei road warfare has chosen to kill monsters in the snowfield, which is why.

The Snow Queen does not seem to care about the death of those low-level subjects, as long as she does not anger her.

The Firth Sword, which had no color or striking glory, disappeared behind a black stone mountain in the snowfield.

It didn't take long for the breath of heaven and earth to change drastically, and the movement of the avalanche was so clear even after hundreds of miles.

The powerful members of the Wind Sect Religion, the Kunlun School, and the Shenwei North Army felt the change of the air machine, and they swept to the sky to look over there, feeling the bloody smell coming from the wind, the expression changed slightly, and what they thought The big figures of the family sect entered?

...

...

Decades later.

Zhao Layue crossed dozens of black stone mountains, came to the abdomen of the snowfield, and looked around. There was no snow in the world.

Her white clothes were stained with various blood stains of various snow country monsters, and she looked very striking in the vast snow.

A straight line appeared on the snow, which was the surface melted by the sword breath.

Fu Sijian walked against the surface of the snowfield. She stood on the sword with both hands, her clothes fluttering like a fairy.

It's just that her brows are too indifferent, the killing intention is too full, more like a witch.

It didn't take long for Firth to stop.

In front is a bottomless abyss, which can't be seen from a distance, but standing near and looking down is terrible.

The snow covered the black stone on the cliff, like a broken wall.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Layue drove down the sword, broke through the gangles that had flowed from the ground, and came to a cliff cave of dozens of feet.

Some places on the cliff walls are extremely smooth, obviously rubbed by some hard objects, and some kind of slurry residue can still be seen in the corners.

Only extremely high-level snow worms can possess such power and erosion.

She knew that she had found the right place and walked into the cliff cave. After not long, she finally saw the trace of the sword on the cliff wall.

She was very familiar with the breath remaining in the traces of sword and fire.

Zhao Layue reached out his fingers and touched the scorch marks left by the sword fire, and then some unexpectedly saw a few days of silk hanging in the stone crack.

For more than a hundred years, it hasn't been able to cover up all the past.

This is the cliff cave where Jing Jiu and Bai Zao were trapped for six years.

There have been many stories here.

She thought about where Jing Jiu was supposed to sit, then sat down there, closed her eyes and began to rest and relax.

In the seventy days after entering the snowfield, she killed 762 snow monsters, and the rank was not too high. Except for having a king-order snow bug, it was difficult, but it was unavoidable.

There was a roaring noise outside the cave, and the wind and snow grew louder.

There was also howling at the bottom of the cave.

At that time, Gu Qing and others directly dug into the ground to save the wells Jiu and Bai Zao, and later they were plugged with boulders. There were gaps between the stones and there was naturally wind.

The sound of wind and snow gradually grew smaller, with a kind of cold, but Zhao Layue used to even like the charm, so that she gradually entered a state of emptiness.

A few days later, she opened her eyes and woke up, her eyes cold and unhappy.

There were voices of human race practitioners outside the cave, and those people should be talking about her.

...

...

"I don't know which sect's predecessors are here to kill monsters and testify."

"The leader said that if we meet this person, we must be respectful and never offend each other. I think it may be a monk in Guocheng Temple."

"So, wouldn't it be wrong for us to collect those snow monster corpses along the way?"

"Whether seniors care about these things, it is also a small fortune."

"who is it!"

"Everyone is leaving soon!"

The conversation of those practitioners suddenly turned into exclamation, followed by countless dull impact sounds, like countless heavy rocks hitting the ground from the sky.

An old voice sounded: "This is the site of our Kunlun School. You darling come to steal the treasures and don't leave me!"

Those human race practitioners are naturally dissatisfied, but they dare not deal with this Kunlun strong.

Suddenly the sound of breaking the sky sounded, followed by a mumble and several exclaimations.

"Rong Daoyou! Rong Daoyou, are you okay!"

"Your Excellency, the Kunlun sent elder, actually put this poisonous hand! Do you intend to kill us all!"

The Kunlun strong said in a cold voice: "This mediocrity of the Wind Sword Sect, dare to shoot to the old man, and he deserves to die. Today he just broke his arm and talked about the lesson. What else can you tell? "

The outside of the cave suddenly became silent.

If Daosheng can still shoot, can the Kunlun School dare to be so arrogant?

...

...

Those monks could fight for some snowworm corpses, Zhao Layue didn't want to bother, but when she heard that later person claimed to be the site of the Kunlun School, she immediately changed her mind.

She got up and walked towards the bottom of the cave, waved her hand, and countless swords came out sharply, and instantly cut the boulder that Gu Qing and others re-blocked into pieces, and went out.

The practitioners were confrontation, and suddenly found a woman came out of the snow cliff, could not help but be stunned, thinking what is going on?

There are pits about half a foot deep on the snow, exposing the extremely hard ground frozen inside. I think it is the means of the Kunlun master.

The monks were all wounded, and one of them was very badly injured. His right arm was broken and he was sitting in the snow. He was very hard and did not make a sound. It should be the wind knife.

Zhao Layue glanced at the white-haired Kunlun master and asked, "Your name?"

...

...

Those who can go deep into the snowfield's abdomen, the realm of strength is bound to be extraordinary, and no one is a fool.

Especially when I saw the picture of Zhao Layue coming out of the snow cliff, everyone knows that she must not be an ordinary practitioner, but she is afraid of a long history.

The Kunlun master squinted slightly, noticing the remaining sword intention in Xueya's breach, his mind slightly sullen, but his expression did not change. He asked, "Daoyou of Qingshan Sect?"

Zhao Layue did not answer his question, watching him and asking again: "Your name."

The Kunlun master's eyes narrowed even more, and her eyes fell on her short grass-like hair. She was a little surprised and asked, "Dare to ask, but the Lord of the God's Peak? The old man is the Kunlun elder Peng Si.

Hearing these words, those practitioners were very surprised, and they all looked to Zhao Layue, thinking that this very famous genius character a hundred years ago, hasn't he been closed?Why did it suddenly appear in the snow field.

The Kunlun elder named Peng Si got rid of the shocked emotion and calmed his mind, saying, "Since it is the Lord of the God's Peak, this is all for today."

When he began to discover that this woman was a strong man of the Qingshan Sect, he was most worried that the other party was Qing Rongfeng's master Nan Wang. At this time, he knew that the other party was Zhao Layue, and all his fears disappeared.

Before Zhao Layue's retreat, he traveled wildly, and his talents were indeed amazing, but even if he had been in retreat for a hundred years, he would still be far behind himself.

Of course, he didn't want to offend the Qingshan Sect. After explaining this scene, he stepped up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound.

Numerous blizzards danced violently, and a brilliant red appeared, dancing like ribbons.

It was the light of Firth's sword and blood.

The right arm of the Kunlun elder left the body and flew towards the sky.

He screamed, unable to respond, and fled towards the sky.

Zhao Layue raised his hand.

Countless sharp swordsmanship broke away.

The Kunlun elder shook twice, fell from the flying sword, and fell heavily on the snow, and there was no breath.

There are countless holes in his body.

Blood spilled from those holes, and there were some very dark spots, which were supposed to be fragments of sword ghosts.

...

...

(I especially like your name. I like the kind of reunion after the separation of life and death, the love that intersects the time, the untouchable lovers finally stand in the same time bubble, I like the sweet and sour taste of love After this star comes from the earth, I do n’t know what happened. It is not shown in the update. I recommend it again here. It has been recommended to many friends around me. It ’s so sweet ... just as I felt when I was chatting with WEID. Uncle Nian ’s hobbies are always so clear.)