The Path Toward Heaven

The gusty wind screamed, and the cypress in Yimaozhai was protected by the formation method. I did n’t worry about falling down. .

Sitting in front of the window, Xiao He looked at this scene, and his heart was like a lake with countless storms and waves, but he dared not show anything. He bit his lips tightly and there was blood stains.

The ruby ​​earring swayed gently under her earlobe, like blood clotted, extremely beautiful, and strange.

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The wind and waves in the deep sea are even more sinister, such as the giant blue wall, which appears from time to time, falls from time to time, and I do not know how many fish have been killed.

The rumbling sound in the maelstrom was even more shocking, like thunder, but it couldn't hide the roar of Yinfeng in the sky.

Invited by Feng Xiao and Yu Fu, more and more monster beasts came from all over the ocean, forming countless white lines on the sea.

The first few monster beasts that had died in blood were dying by the vortex, exuding a strong bloody smell, and even the innumerable seawater that was falling towards the ground could not be diluted.

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This is the extreme depths of the sea, and it is such a huge wave that it will take many days to reach the Chaotian Continent.

The East China Sea was calm and calm, the early spring wind lightly brushed the weeds, and the yellow runes on the cliff quivered gently, without even a loud noise.

The head of Guocheng Temple Lecture Hall was sitting in the deep grass with the teacher of Shuiyue Temple, the atmosphere was extremely peaceful, as if it had been integrated with heaven and earth.

Except for the big objects like Tongyuean, other practitioners can't find their existence even when they come to the Tongtian well.

This is so because their breath is exactly the same as the runes here. With the soft singing, the yellow runes are gradually fading. What is more terrifying is that the scriptures deep in the cliff It is also fading.

It seemed as though an invisible and silent wind was eroding the cliffs, erasing all traces many times faster than normal years.

In the quiet depths of the East China Sea, Xuanyin Patriarch closed his eyes and sat still in the sea water. His thin hair fluttered with the undercurrent, as if the fish were eating too much water and grass.

An extremely dark breath emanated from his body, but did not move away, and gradually condensed into black smoke, dyeing the sea water with ink-like things, and looked terrible.

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Chanzi was not in Guocheng Temple in the snowfield, and Shuiyuean took the Qinglian Xiaojiao to Qingshan.

The grand ceremony was officially held, and representatives from all denominations of the world went there.

Guocheng Temple and Fengdao Sect also sent representatives, and the sects such as Jingzong and Xuanlingzong, who are close to Qingshan, naturally arrived very early.Baotong Zen Academy and some other sects with less-respected affairs also came, even the Kunlun Sect, as well as small sects such as the Sandu Sect and Qingfenglou, who hurried over without receiving invitations.

The high platform in front of the Tianguang Peak Stone Forest is full of guests, and only big figures like Lord Shui Yuean and Da Ze Ling are eligible to have a seat at the top of the peak. Of course, people like quess and thur will receive special care.

The best position on the top of the peak was not reserved for the green curtain.

God Emperor Jingyao sat in a chair, and the two enemies of the Ming Dynasty and the big figures such as Lu Guogong were quietly attending.

This is the largest gathering in the spiritual circle, whether it was the Zhongzhou faction meeting in that year or the last Qingshan Grand Ceremony without any illness.

The good times of heaven and earth have not arrived, the ceremony has not officially started, and from time to time someone will look into the sky, not knowing what to expect or to be alert to.

The clouds in the high altitude suddenly became a bit messy, giving birth to countless flying catkins, and then gradually separated, showing the figure of a huge cloud boat.

Zhongzhou has arrived.

Looking at this scene, some people are relieved, while others are more nervous, especially when they feel the two extremely high and powerful breaths.

Talking about two real people visiting at the same time, what are you going to do?

When everyone was suspicious, the Qingshan Qunfeng suddenly gave birth to a very pleasant atmosphere, moving slowly from north to south, as if to cut the sky.

The cloud boat of Zhongzhou sent back at the fastest speed, and stopped slowly only hundreds of miles away.

The sky was not cut open, it was only the Qingshan sword formation that opened a passage.

Tan Zhenren walked down from the sky and landed on the top of Tianguang Peak, saluting with Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wangjian.

The real person of Guangyuan seriously returned the gift, but Nan Wangli ignored it.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of mist appeared at the top of Tianguang Peak. A woman's figure could be seen faintly in the mist, and her face could not be seen clearly.

Except the Daosheng Caoyuan and Chanzi in the snow field, all the strong practitioners in the world have arrived.

If these powerful practitioners suddenly become troubled, it must be an unimaginable force.

Qingshan Sect was not afraid of this, otherwise he would not put the two real people in conversation.

In Chaoge City, countless people witnessed the scene of Wan Jianqi.

Immortals will be killed by Qingshan Sword Array, who dares to be wild in Qingshan?

No one had thought that the strong factions of all factions had come to Qingshan, which meant that Chaotian Continent was now empty.

The word emptiness is generally used for defense. Where are the enemies of the continent?

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Nan Wang looked at the cloud of mist and sneered, trying to mock the other party, but he didn't know what to say.

She is the true god of the Nanman tribe. She wins in a wild word, and her verbal skills are really not very good.

At this time, the peak rang out a small voice.

"I have always been curious about a question."

Zhuo Rusui looked at Nanshan and said innocently, "Don't you talk about what she looks like when she is married to her in the same year?"

Guo Nanshan gave him a real innocent glance, thinking about what you wanted to say, why did you tell me every time?

Some disciples of Qingshan listened to Zhuo Rusui's words, and some were uneasy. Do you think this means to play on the spot?

But big figures like Daze Ling and other practitioners are relieved, because ... Bai Zhenren did not shoot Zhuo Rusui to death, which shows the attitude of the Zhongzhou faction today.

The Zhongzhou faction wanted to use this ceremony to release goodwill to Qingshan, more precisely they came to sum.

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The sound of elegant and melodious music sounded, the sea of ​​clouds moved slightly, and it had its own breath.

The real person of Guangyuan flicked his sleeves, and the sword returned to the sun to break through the sky. At the top of the skylight, he received sunlight and became extremely bright.

Nan forgets to play his fingers, and countless sword strings are born, and the light is scattered, condensed into a Jinse sword, and hangs quietly.

Immediately afterwards, countless breaks of air broke out, and elders and disciples from each peak of the Qingshan Mountain called out flying swords one after another.

For a time, thousands of flying swords appeared in the blue sky, with different shapes and different sword intentions.

Seeing this situation, practitioners of various denominations were shocked and speechless.

Even if Fang Jingtian is abolished, there are now three magnificent creatures and three guarding adults in the Qingshan Sect. What is more terrifying is that there are more than 70 sea-breaking powerhouses, and there are even more pinnacles of breaking the sea!

In another hundred years, what kind of lineup will this be?

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Footsteps sounded behind the cliff.

Countless eyes looked at it.

Floating in white.

Jing Jiu came out.

Zhao Layue was standing behind his right hand without holding a cat.

Following him is Gu Qing, holding the sword.

Yuan Qu holds the gold book needed for the master ceremony.

Zhuo Rusui hugged himself and walked across with a swing.

Probably because of inconvenience, A Piao did not show up.

Ping Yongjia was still asleep in Jianfeng. Like a hundred years ago, she missed the ceremony perfectly.

Many eyes fell on Jing Jiu's left hand.

Liu Shisui stood there.