The Path Toward Heaven

Tong Yan said to the Master, Taiping Reality underestimated a person. At that time, the Master thought that he was talking about Jingyang. In fact, he was talking about Daosheng Caoyuan.

Like most mortals and practitioners in Chaotian Continent, when this world is facing destruction, they will always remember the name in the first place.

No matter how high the real life of Jingyang and Tanbai are, they are all invisible.

Cao Yuan is different. He is a descendant of Guocheng Temple. He has been in the world for countless years, carrying wind swords to teach evil demon to resist the snow country.

The wind and snow of Gudao Town guards the human race, which is powerful and fearless that everyone can see.

But not many people have seen his true face. He has been in that small temple. He went out to go to the snowfield to fight the queen, but after several defeats, they all failed.

Those who cross the threshold and enter the small temple can only hear his voice and see the golden Buddha, but do not know where he is.

Today, the clouds are breaking, the sky is falling into the sea, the waves are moving silently, and falling towards the ground. The monster beasts mourn and exclaim, jumping out of the transparent water wall, toward the giant Buddha in the maelstrom ... It turns out that the golden Buddha in the small temple is Cao Yuan himself!

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If Guocheng Temple repairs the Buddha, Baotong Temple and Shuiyue Temple also salute the Buddha, but there is no Buddha in this world.

Cao Yuan has the world in mind and is brave, so he is a Buddha.

When Cao Yuan held the iron sword and pointed to the snowfield in the north or the endless sea like a giant wall, Buddha became the sword sage.

It's not that St. Benedict is stronger, just that he can fight more.

The overcast cloud suddenly dissipated, the rainstorm gradually rested, and only a few drops of water were still falling.

Countless blue arcs lingered around Cao Yuan's body and gradually disappeared.

In the higher sky, Yin Feng waved his wings, fanned those annoying arcs, and looked at the Buddha in the maelstrom below, with a look of consternation in his eyes.

This man was seriously injured and could not leave the small temple in a battle with the Snow Queen. When was it better?And how does it feel stronger than the rumors?No matter how strong he is, how could he cross tens of thousands of miles in such a short time, from Baicheng to the depths of the sea?

In normal times, watching Cao Yuan appear, Yin Feng will turn around without hesitation, relying on his body style and speed, the farther away from the other side, the better.

Unlike today, it must stay here to preside over the celestial killing formation. The more important reason is that since it is the main platoon of the celestial killing formation, it has the confidence to defeat the opponent.

Even if the other party claims to be the strongest man in the Chaotian Continent, in front of this large array that can change the passage of heaven and earth, it will only end in ash.

The gusty wind roared, and the mottled and colorful feathers fluttered with the wind, blooming like countless wildflowers. A silent roar came out from the beak of Yinfeng and spread towards the sea.

Those monsters who had been imprinted in the depths of the soul by the Taiping people couldn't resist the command, drawing countless white lines on the sea surface, speeding up and rushing towards the maelstrom.Countless deep ravines were cut out of the blue water, and the backs of those mountain-like monsters could be seen faintly.

In the water surrounding the maelstrom like a transparent giant wall, monster beasts kept leaping out, and in the sound of thundering water, flew towards the middle of the maelstrom.

The sea water fell like a waterfall, and it headed towards the bottom of the deep, unknown place. Hundreds of huge reefs were suspended in the air and withstood by the impact of the sea water. Even a little further away, it seemed to be raining.

Cao Yuan stood on a suspended reef.

Seawater washed his scarred face, like rain washing a broken Buddha.

He looked at the monsters from all directions, narrowing his eyes slightly, not serious, but adding some joy.

Compared with those huge monsters, the huge Buddha body appears to be a little small, and it will be drowned in sight.

Only a soft sound was heard, and a sharp blade of light illuminated the bottom of the maelstrom, illuminated the seawater that had fallen from the sky, and even shone into the depths of the sea, showing more huge shadows.

Dozens of desperate and painful screams and dull buzzing sounded, and in a short period of time overwhelmed the roar of the sea water.

Countless straight cracks appeared on the smooth skin of those monsters that were hard like steel, and countless blood burst out of those cracks.

The sea water was stained with red instantly, and those monsters turned into flesh, and they scattered and fell towards the abyss.

More monsters came around the maelstrom, using the power of the water to break through the water like a waterfall and continue to rush towards Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan was a little tired. He sat down on the suspended reef and waved his hand.

The iron sword came out of the air, slashing towards the monsters that kept falling like flying stones with a loud bang.

Those rumbling noises sounded like thunder from high altitude, and resembled the sound of hundreds of feet of sea water washing down the reef, but in fact it was the sound of snow mountain collapse.

Xueliang's blade of light traveled around the maelstrom at an unimaginable speed, gradually condensing into a white band of light, which looked like a flying snow.

Those monsters have amazing powers and even supernatural powers. It is difficult for the strong men who break the sea to kill alone. However, no one can cross the sword light.

The screams of monsters and beasts rang from time to time in the thundering bang, and the sea water was stained with red.

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The seawater was stained red with blood, and was instantly desalinated by more seawater, turning into a clear blue, and then red again.

The death in the maelstrom has not stopped. I do n’t know how many monsters died under the iron sword. The corpses of monsters falling towards the abyss are as heavy as rain, and even make people wonder whether they will block the passage of heaven and earth.

The water keeps flowing and it is the most spectacular waterfall in the world.

Today Cao Yuan killed countless monsters, even more than Liu Ci killed in the muddy water that night.

The monsters kept coming out of the sea and dying.

Those smelling blood stained red sea water, but also stained Cao Yuan's body.

There was no compassion on his face, and there was no sacred meaning on his body, but he was silently killed, just like in the snowfield all these years.

The sea water fell between the reef and the cliff at the bottom of the maelstrom, breaking into countless foam, just like the snow on the snowfield.

I don't know how long it took, and finally no monsters jumped out of the transparent giant wall, and the death stopped temporarily.

Clouds in the high altitude gathered again, the sky was no longer, the rain fell, the sea rumbled, and the blood was gradually dispersed.

Cao Yuan sits on the hanging reef, his eyes quiet, his expression indifferent, like a real Buddha who sees the world.

"Do you think this is enough?"

Yin Feng's cold voice fell from high altitude: "They all say that the underworld controls monsters and chaos the continent, who knows that this is a blind eye method for real people? He has sent these monsters to the ground hundreds of years ago to help them in the depths of the sea Breeding, the number is so unimaginable today, how many knives can you still make? Hundreds? Thousands or tens of thousands? Not to mention, the more you kill, the more blood sacrifices, the stronger the killing array, even if you It ’s Cao Yuan, how long can it last? "

Cao Yuan looked above the maelstrom.Countless blood beads gradually emerged, forming countless lines, forming an extremely complex and evil terror.This is the sky-killing formation that the blood demon religion could not put forward in those years?

"You are the strongest person in the world, just because of those mortals, is it worth it?"

Yin Feng's slightly regretful and malicious voice echoed between the sky and the sea.

More than ten monsters with extremely high levels broke through the seawater waterfall, and rushed towards the dangling reef with strong pressure.

Cao Yuan raised his right hand.

The iron knife flew back.

He grabbed the iron knife and inserted it in front of him.

The reef shattered suddenly, blasting away with a wave of air.

The monsters turned into flesh again, and fell to the abyss with blood rain.

"It's not a question of worthiness, it's my question."

Cao Yuan was covered with blood, like a blood Buddha.

A lot of that blood is monsters, and there is also his own blood.

Even though he is the invincible Daosheng Caoyuan, he came here from Baicheng at an unimaginable price.

This is something that Jing Jiudu cannot do.

"You are a bird, naturally do not understand, I mean to say that this is me, otherwise I will die."

Cao Yuan's voice echoed between Tianhai.

Like bells.