The Path Toward Heaven

"It's all spread out!" Nan Wang shouted sharply.

Guangyuan live-action waved his sleeves, exuded several sword lights, and forced Zhao Layue and others to the rear.

The flying sword chaosed up, the light of the magic weapon illuminated the peak of the screaming wind, and the disciples of Qingshan and representatives of various denominations evaded.

"Master! Uncle Master! If you continue to fight like this, the Castle Peak will collapse!"

Guangyuan real person's right hand is in front, the sword is like fire, blocking the whistling wind and the horrible sword, shouting to the two people on the edge of the cliff.

"I don't care."

An extremely cold smile that looked like life and death as nothing appeared on Liu Shisui's slightly dark face, and it looked weird. "What about you? You shouldn't care too much? Who else would you care about besides yourself? Was there some regret at the time, this little guy should be killed at the beginning? "

Jing Jiu said, "How about you? It feels good to fight against the whole world alone?"

Taiping lively laughed and said: "It's not confrontation, but destruction. The feeling of destroying an old world is really wonderful."

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There was a horrible howling in the deep sea.

There was the wreckage of a Penglaibao ship on the sea. Those crew members were struggling with the wooden board in the undulating waves, listening to the howling in the distance, and filled with despair in their hearts.

That was the roar of the maelstrom-the so-called Mingquan secret realm, the sound of the spring is not dingdong, it is always so terrible.

Why are there more other voices in these roaring sounds today, like real life, full of pain, and how easy it is to disintegrate?

The crew had time to flash a thought before being swallowed by huge waves and falling towards the endless abyss.

This treasure ship of Penglai Island is unlucky, and it will become part of the Taiping live blood sacrifice. Those monsters called by Yinfeng from all over the world know their own destiny from the beginning.

Some monster beasts with higher spiritual consciousness once tried to struggle for survival, but could not resist the imprint of the Ming Department in their gods and souls, and could only walk towards the maelstrom.

The giant ghost-eyed carp, swallowing beast, or alien monsters that have never been seen by humans on the heavenly continent show up from the sea, roaring into the sky beyond the cliff, but unable to fall into the depths of the vortex In the process of falling, it began to disintegrate, spewing out blood, and eventually turned into a fluffy blood mist.

The monsters' howl of pain and despair even overwhelmed the sound of the maelstrom.

The blood mist was not washed away by the violent seawater, and gradually condensed in the air.

Countless blood beads are connected to draw extremely complex patterns over the maelstrom, and then form extremely complex and three-dimensional patterns.

If Kou Qingtong is still alive at this time, or it can be recognized that this is a sky-killing formation that the blood demon cult has tried for many years, but it has always been unable to lay out because the blood sacrifice is not enough.

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On the other side of the distant sea, the waking giant heard the voices again, and there was a worried expression in his eyes, not taking into account the shouting and cursing of the elves who were awakened again, and picked up a wooden stick and walked towards the sea.

The figure of the giant is extremely high, as if it is going to reach the sky, and it is only a few miles in one step, but the body is too heavy and the pace is really slow. I don't know how long it takes to walk to the maelstrom.

Seeing the huge figure gradually disappearing into the sea, the elves gradually stopped cursing and put down the spears and bows in their hands, somewhat at a loss.

Suddenly an old female elf flew out of the depths of the woods, shouting something hurriedly with a nearly cursed tone, and there was a horrified expression on the faces of the elves, and flew towards the side of the mountain beam.

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The celestial killing can't really kill everyone in the world, because even the most evil blood demons never thought of doing such a thing.

In Taiping's plan, the role of this formation is to shake the majestic power of the maelstrom, to change the natural channel created by nature, to flow towards the abyss, and finally to the endless sea from another great maelstrom in the extreme north. Change the destination.

He wants to introduce this seawater into the underworld.

There is no sun in the underworld, and it is naturally dim and monotonous. The river that slowly flows, exuding light and heat, has become the most conspicuous existence.

The war here has come to an end.

The army of the underworld loyal to the high priest was besieged by the army of the underworld on both sides of the Stygian River. Seeing that there was no escape route, an unimaginable fighting power broke out.

If you want to forcibly attack and destroy the faithful subordinates of these more than one hundred thousand high priests, there will inevitably be a great price to pay.

There is a stone platform in the high mountain. The meditator stands on the edge of the cliff and quietly looks at the Styx in the distance. The blue clothes on his body are as striking as the Styx.

"While continuing the siege will certainly kill fewer soldiers, but it will also cost a lot. More importantly, there will be instability in the capital, cough ..."

Tong Yan blocked his mouth with his fist, coughed twice, and continued: "I still think it should be a strong attack, you must find a suitable reason to convince me."

The mage said with a smile: "I didn't want to explain to you the other day, because I don't know if the imaginary picture in that scene might happen. If you come today, I just want to invite you to witness."

Tong Yan suddenly felt something strange and looked in the sight of the mage, only to see a dim sky suddenly torn open a mouth somewhere!

Boom!

Underworld seemed to sound thunder that had never been heard before.

It is not thunder and lightning that descends from the sky, but countless seawater!

The turquoise water was shining in the dark luster, like a huge blue beam of light, violently descending from the sky and rushing towards the ground!

Looking at the scene, Tong Yan's face became pale, and his voice said in a dull voice: "What's going on?"

People in the underworld have never seen the sea, but have only heard in legends about the human world that for a while, it was impossible to connect those things that fell from the sky to the sea water.The high priest had seen the sea water, and the translucent face showed fear and daze, murmured: "Is the sky broken?"

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boom!

The sea water that fell from the sky carried an unimaginable power, fell to the ground of the underworld, and instantly destroyed a hill.

Hundreds of high priest subordinates stationed here were directly patted into meat patties.

The earth kept shaking, the Styx was shaking, and the army of the high priest ran around in fright, but where could it be faster than the raging water?

What really brought disaster to the high priest's army was not the seawater flowing over them, but the encounter between the seawater and the Styx.

Accompanied by countless dense noises, the sea water poured into the Styx and instantly burned into an unimaginable sea of ​​fire.

Those underworld soldiers who had luckily escaped the impact of sea water died in this sea of ​​fire.

"What the hell is going on?" Tong Yan asked, staring at the Master's eyes.

Many days ago, the army of Mingdu no longer implemented his strategy. Even if he paid more, he still advanced slowly according to the idea of ​​the Master, and drove the last subordinate of the priest to this valley. He was also in great trouble in this respect, trying to attack extremely hard, but unable to evacuate ... Now it seems that the mage knew very early what would happen today, otherwise how could he station the army in advance In the high and inconvenient mountains?

"Isn't it spectacular?" The mage asked the jade-like seawater at the extremely high point of the night sky, his voice quivered, and he was a little excited.

The channels there are getting larger and larger, and the amount of falling water is increasing. The flames in the Styx did not extinguish. Instead, they produced more blue smoke, and there were fragments of soul fire hidden in the smoke.

"Spectacular? Do you know what this means?"

Tong Yan stared at him and said, "If the seawater is allowed to continue to fall, the poisonous smoke will cover the entire underworld. What will happen then?"

The mage said with a smile: "These smokes are very light and will go up."

Tong Yan looked at the green smoke on the Stygian River, looked at the dead soldiers who were covering his mouth, and looked at the direction of the green smoke, and finally understood what.

"It turns out ... this is Taiping's means." He murmured.

The mage said with emotion: "The beginning of the green smoke changed the world. Apart from sir, who else can become this great cause?"

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "Even ... Even if the human beings in the heavenly continent will be seriously injured and killed, the Underworld will also kill many people by these poisonous smoke."

The Master narrowed his eyes and said, "You are wrong. This is not a war between the Underworld and the Upper Realm, but the harvest of practitioners against ordinary people who are wasting resources and vitality ... Whether it is humans or the people of the Underworld, the dead Only ordinary people. "

Kill all ordinary people and build a world with only practitioners. This is Taiping's ambition and why he is regarded as a devil by the entire world.

"I thought that hundreds of years have passed, and smart people like you will never be so crazy." Tong Yan said, staring at the Master's eyes.

The mage smiled slightly and said, "You forgot something, I am a real student."

Tong Yan's face became paler.

Because the underworld has no vitality.

Also because he felt such fear for the first time in his life.