The Path Toward Heaven

There are too many things happening at the Qingshan Grand Ceremony today, like the thunder that never stopped, and kept falling in people's hearts.

After the Queen of the Snow Kingdom soared, everyone thought that today's things will temporarily stop here, who thought there was such a thunder!

Jing Jiu actually and Zhongzhou faction head talk about the real people launched a joint attack on the white real people!

When the demon tower of Shifang Town fell towards the cloud, everyone was shocked and speechless, and then gave birth to completely different feelings or ideas.

The real people of Guangyuan and Nan Wang, as well as Lord Shuiyuean in the Qinglian Xiaojiao, and the older generations of Daze Ling, remembered many rumors about Yunmeng Mountain, such as the Bai family, such as the words of the son of a son.Zhuo Rusui thought about the four characters of killing his wife to prove Dao. Gu Qing thought about how to endure such four characters. What Liu Shisui thought about it was so. Yuan qu had round eyes. , And Dao Xianzhi hidden in that cloud of mist?

Only honest people like Mo Chi thought that talking about real people wanted to use Jingfang Tower of Shifang Town to break Jing Jiu's whip.

That silver whip is very strange, but it is not a monster, but a stream of water.

If you want to save people, you should use other magic weapons without Jingyun Zhong.

Xijianxi flows on the surface of the cloud, with a silvery luster and a weak and unbreakable breath.

The cloud and mist were not scattered, and there was no movement in the figure inside.

If you want to come, Bai Zhenren also understands that this is the method used by the Qingshan Sect to deal with the fairy, and her level cannot be freed from her restraint.

The demon tower of Shifang Town came to the top of the cloud and sprinkled with countless golden lights and was extremely fierce.

Clouds and mist are like snow and ice that meet the sun, gradually melting and eroding, and the figure inside gradually becomes clear.

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The most shocking and the most frightening are the Zhongzhou practitioners in the clouds in the sky.

The White Blade Immortal had just died, and the real person of the head suddenly teamed up with Qingshan to kill Bai Zhenren!

What exactly is going on?Is it all an illusion?Is this starry sky fake?Does the world turn around?

Ren Qianzhu stood at the forefront of Yun Chuan, looking at the picture in the sky, his face was pale, and his eyes were very complicated.

Suddenly, he felt the breath fluctuate behind him, Huo Ran turned around, and the magic weapon had come out of his sleeve.

"Brother Lou, do you want to attack me?"

He stared at Shen Qing, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt.

The middle-aged man in green shirt sneered and said, "Who knows what you will do next?"

The elder of the Zhongzhou faction with the surname of Lou is a powerful man with a divine background. Unlike Ren Qianzhu, he is the heir to the real person in charge.

Similar pictures are everywhere in the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou School.

The real person in charge suddenly started to the white real person ...

The Zhongzhou faction naturally divided into two factions, and the situation was extremely tense. Perhaps the next moment will be a scene of flying magic.

Ren Qianzhu suddenly heard a familiar voice, with a slight expression, stretched out his hand and retracted the magic weapon, and turned to look at the cloud in the sky.

Few people in the world have seen the face of Bai Zhenren. Even if they have seen it before, who has ever been that true?

People will always see the cloud.

Even in the Battle of Chaoge City, the cloud has not spread.

Everyone can think that this seemingly weak cloud must be Baizhenren's most important birth law, which is extremely difficult to break.

To this day, this cloud of mist is finally bound in the starry sky by the silver whip of the Qingshan Sect, and then gradually melts under the golden light of the demon tower in Shifang Town.

The figure in the cloud is getting clearer and clearer, and the true appearance of Bai Zhenren will be revealed between the sky and the earth.

At this time, her voice came from the cloud.

"Is there anything wrong with my Bai family over the past few hundred years? You actually killed me as a monster."

Bai Zhenren's voice is as indifferent as before, without any emotion, as if it had already been expected today.

But just as she had spoken to Jing Jiu before, people could clearly hear the contempt and mockery in her voice.

Tan Zhenren did not answer this question, even if he and his counterpart were fellow practitioners who had been fellow practitioners for countless years.

Because this question is difficult to answer, and the answer is meaningless.

He is the highest monk of Chaotian mainland and the head of Zhongzhou faction.

But the Zhongzhou faction belongs to the Bai family. The Bai family has an immortal trap and a fairy who can come back at any time.

Mr. Taiping once asked him today why he did not take that step. The reason is very complicated, but it must be related to the Bai family.

When did he make this decision?

Was it the conversation with Jing Jiu in Yunji Town 100 years ago, or the conversation with Jing Jiu in Lengshan last year, or Bai Zhenren decided to use Bai Zao to inherit a fairy tale of Bai Xian Xian, or that The table above Nianyunmeng Mountain's high platform with no grilled fish and no food looks too lonely?

No one knows the answer, because no one knows what Tan Tan and Jing Jiu talked about in Lengshan last year, except for themselves and Zhao Layue.

But people are quite sure that they have reached an agreement long ago, otherwise they will not be so tacit, and Bai Zhenren has no preparation and methods.

In fact, when the head of Qingshan and the head of Zhongzhou jointly attacked, who could have a solution?

People looking at Yunzhen and Jingjiu in Yunhai have a very different mood.

This is really amazing.

The Zhongzhou practitioners who were loyal to Baizhen people fell into despair.

Clouds continue to melt.

The desperation is here.

Bai Zhenren said the last sentence to Jing.

"Do you really think you can count everything?"

The voice fell, the clouds suddenly dispersed, the golden light fell, and the stream was splashing.

The figure in the cloud and mist changed with the wind.

Under the stars, there was silence.

Tan Zhenren's forehead is very wide, just like the earth. At this time, there are more wrinkles, like a gully cut by the river, and it seems a bit sad.

Jing Jiu asked, "Where is she?"

No one knows who he is asking.

The cliffs of Tianguang Peak collapsed so badly that several ancient trees survived.

At the tip of the highest point of an ancient tree, there is a green bird.

It looked at the ground under the night sky with fear in its eyes.

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Night and sunshine are fairer than rain and dew.

When the peaks of the Qingshan Mountains are illuminated by stars, the same is true of the cold mountains in the far north, and the black cliffs have a strange luster.

The wasteland was searched by countless sects and courts for countless times, and no treasures can be found. There is no breath of evil Dao practitioners. Only the ravines on the ground show how lively these years have been.

A woman in white walked slowly on the wasteland without seeing her illness, but her steps were tens of miles, and it looked like a cloud of mist.

Hundreds of ravines flowed under her feet.

At last she came to a huge seam and stopped, looking at the night sky.

In addition to the starlight in the night sky, there are some very thin golden lines, which are traces of fairy particles.

The death of the white-blade immortals spilled countless immortals. Because the level is too high, it is difficult to be directly absorbed by the practitioners, but it can increase the number of the world's heaven and earth.

Logically, she should feel sad or angry at this time,

Whether it is the death of the white blade fairy or the betrayal of the Taoist companions, it is a very good reason.

But her expression is so calm, and even has a very satisfied feeling.