The Path Toward Heaven

Accompanying the creak, the knife was lifted up, the smoke made a slight noise, and the knife holder collapsed into segments.

There are few people in the world who can pick up this knife, and even hold it, you can imagine how big the scarred hand is.

"You are watching here, and I will come when I go."

The thick voice sounded again, coming out of the small temple, reverberating in Baicheng and falling in the sky.

Chan Zi looked at the small temple, his eyes filled with surprise, and thought his injury was all right?And so far, how do you go?

The bloody cliff suddenly collapsed, and a powerful force gushing from the ground suddenly broke out directly under the small temple.

In the thunderous bang, the temple shattered, the wind screamed, and a huge figure broke into the sky, smashing hundreds of huge rocks, and instantly turned into a small black spot in the sky.

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The wind is also on the East China Sea.

The head of Guocheng Temple Lecture Hall and the unknown Shiyue Antai, sitting in the deep grass, had deep wrinkles on the face and heavier frost, as if they had become two ice men.

The rune paper on the cliff wall moved slightly with the wind, and the stone carvings faded.

The turquoise water is constantly tumbling, and I wonder if it is caused by the sediment on the bottom of the sea or the effect of peerless magic. The color is getting darker and deeper, and it will gradually become ink.

Guocheng Temple and the senior people of Shuiyue Temple sat cross-legged around the cliff, fighting against the extreme chill, while trying to re-establish the ban on the patio, but how could it be done.

Thin ice was floating on the sea, like shredded paper falling on the ink pool.

With a clatter, Xuanyin's ancestor broke through the sea, the sea breeze was blowing slightly, all his water disappeared, and the thin hair fluttered again.

Thirty-three heavens in the Tongtianjing are about to be opened by him, even though he is the master of the evil Tao of the realm of God, the consumption is also very dramatic, and it needs to be temporarily adjusted.

He didn't even look at the people of Guocheng Temple and Shuiyuean, squinting in the direction of Qingshan, wondering what he was doing there.

Suddenly he felt something, and looked up sharply at the sky.

There was nothing blue in the sky, but his face changed suddenly, murmured with some unbelievable expression: "How could it be so strong! So fast!"

At this time, there was a wind sound suddenly in the dark Tongtian Patio, and then the light in the air suddenly changed. A light smoke swept out of the ground and fell between the cliffs, just below a row of scriptures.

Xuanyin's ancestor looked down under the cliff and found that the other party's eyebrows were extremely pale and naive. Guessing the other party's identity, he was surprised and said, "Are you still alive?"

The man was naturally the child's face who had escaped from the underworld by relying on the thousand miles seal. His face was pale and his expression was bleak. He was obviously seriously injured.

"If it wasn't for Tongtianjing to be opened by you soon, I think it's not so easy to come back." He looked at Xuanyin Patriarch and said.

Ancestor Xuanyin smiled and said, "Boy, can you solve these problems when you come back?"

"The junior realm is low, naturally it can't, but someone can, such as the one who has passed through the sky before."

After Tong Yan said this, he patted the cliff face with a hand, which seemed a little emotional and thankful. The palm of his hand just fell on the word at the bottom of the line.

The word was red in color, and it fell deep into the cliff. It had faded a lot before. At this time, with the efforts of Guocheng Temple and Shuiyuean, it became clear again.

Ancestor Xuanyin did not pay attention to this detail, because his mind was still in shock, murmured: "Is it really that person?"

"I told the mage that Taiping Reality underestimated a person with you, and it was him."

Tong Yan patted the cliff and said, "It seems that what I said is not accurate. You underestimated many people ... including me."

When the words fell, his palm smashed the cliff, grabbing the red word from the gravel.

The expression of Xuanyin's ancestor changed slightly, and a wave of dark magic flame killed him.

Tong Yanli didn't care, and he slapped the wild grass directly around him.

Mr. Shui Yuean, who opened the ban on the open patio, was in this wild grass.

Did the moment he escaped from the Tongtianjing choose the place to settle in advance?

With a snapping sound, Tong Yan's right hand smashed the ice cubes that wrapped the top of Shitai's head and poured the word into it.

The Shui Yue'an teacher opened his eyes too violently, exuding an unbelievable and desperate look, and spitting out a blood.

Immediately after that, countless blood spewed from the surface of her body.

The blood could not be splashed, sprayed on the ice around her body, like red.

In fact, her body has become countless pieces.

The word Tong Yan extracted from the scripture on the cliff is "solution".

The scene was very strange and bloody, but he didn't see it himself, his body suddenly disappeared, and he drifted towards the other part of the cliff.

There was a terrifying heat of magic flame in the cold, roaring from the sea, the wild grass frozen by frost and ice broke and wrapped around his body.

The heaven and earth escape method of the Zhongzhou faction was really powerful. At the most dangerous moment, the figure of Tong Yan disappeared again in the air, and when it reappeared, he had fallen into the wild grass on the other side of the cliff.

The first seat of Guocheng Temple Lecture Hall is in this wild grass, with thick ice on the old face and thin body.

Tong Yan Xiu Xing has a very talented person. He has been practicing at the Qingshan Hidden Peak in these years. The realm is already very deep, but it is very difficult to kill this old monk in the shortest time.

At that moment, that horrible magic flame came to the cliff, like the night, and it had to devour everything.

Tong Yan didn't avoid it anymore, standing in front of the main seat of the lecture hall, looking at the magic flame and the Xuanyin ancestor outside the magic flame. He raised his brow slightly and smiled suddenly.

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This game of Taiping Real People seems simple, but in fact it is extraordinary. Even the words commonly used to express extreme shock are beyond description.

This game may not be so complicated, and there are no grass snake gray lines, tens of thousands of miles, even a little simple and rough, and it is also judged by Jing Jiu as a cliché.

But this game is too big.

Whether it is a history book or a story, there are a lot of so-called grand layouts. The overall situation is originally a word, but what can be compared with this one?

This bureau uses the power of nature, does the things of the world, and regards heaven and earth as a real stove.

Thousands of miles of wind corridors are bellows.

Tongtianjing is a flue.

Styx is fire.

The maelstrom is the hearth, and the endless seawater that enters the underworld through this is the endless stream of firewood.

It is difficult to say which of these places is more important.

But there is a word called the bottom of the kettle.

The easiest way to interrupt this eradication is, of course, to remove the dry wood from the stove, at least not to allow the wood to continue to be filled in.

The maelstrom is the key to the whole world.

Hundreds of monster beasts scrambled into the maelstrom with painful pain, broke through the seawater like a glazed wall, fell along the waterfall, and were solved into countless blood clots by the formation.

The blood of the monster beast with a cruel breath is like mist, stained with the rumbling sea water, making the sky-killing formation more powerful.

In the depths of the sea, there are more monsters drawing countless white lines and swimming towards this side.

Countless clouds gathered in the sky and began to rain. The terrible breath from countless monsters gave the world a sense of induction. The life in the sea was terrified, but they could not escape these coercion and died.

Dead fish are everywhere in the seawater. If someone sinks to the bottom of the sea, they can even see the bones like a forest.

Yin Feng flew in the rainstorm, his wings slowly vibrated, and lightning lingered around. Looking at the picture of the sea, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he seemed extremely cruel and cruel, and confident.

Not to mention that the strong man of Chaotian Continent cannot come here, and even if he can, he cannot be his opponent.

It was originally a castle guard in the heavens, and today it is the leader of the battlefield. What is it about Tanbai who can take it?

The rainstorm suddenly stopped.

The thunder also stopped.

Yin Feng suddenly felt uneasy, and looked up to the sky.

With a bang, a hole was broken in the sky.

More precisely, the invisible barrier between the virtual realm and the gang wind was forcibly broken, and it could not be repaired in a short time!

Even this kind of heaven and earth barrier can be broken, not to mention the overcast clouds?

A skylight sprinkled in the extremely high sky, and passed through the cloudy clouds to the sea!

There was a huge figure in that skylight, with countless lingering electric lights.

Skylight took the figure slowly to the sea, until it came to the maelstrom.

The monsters who broke through the waterfall, jumped to the vortex and died suddenly screamed loudly, seeming to be extremely painful and fearful, but there was some expectation and relief.

The dark clouds spread out at an unimaginable speed, the sunlight re-illuminates the sea and the maelstrom.

That huge figure turned out to be ... a Buddha statue!

The buddha statue greeted the sun, the mottled patent leather, it was terrible, as if suffering all the sufferings of the world, and closed his eyes, as if he could not bear to see any sufferings.

Tongtian Killing Array made the most fierce reaction. Countless bloody and powerful auras came from all around the world and slammed into the Buddha statue.

The Buddha's eyes opened, his eyes calm and compassionate.

Looking at the countless dead creatures in the sea, feeling the evil and power of the sky-killing formation, he reached up and raised his iron sword, his eyes became cold and powerful.

Buddha raised his sword.

Became holy.

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(I was feeling a little down during the day yesterday. I poured a glass of whiskey in the evening and had a drink with friends in Yichang. I also chatted with Butterfly Blue in a circle of friends posted by a friend. I felt a bit more comfortable and suddenly was in the group. After seeing San Shao say that Grid is gone, it's been a long time to tell the truth. We mortals can't be sanctified, we can only try to make each day happy. I haven't seen Grid for many years, and I haven't had a long time talking, but Knowing him, he has been very rich and wanton in this life. I wish to rest in peace and hope that he will not suffer when he leaves. I wish you all good health and long life.)