The Path Toward Heaven

Jianfeng's violent wind continued, and Tieying flew further away, but did not disperse those heavy clouds.

Ping Yongjia sat on the ground with her eyes closed, the breath was gentle and quiet, as if she had fallen asleep, but her right hand was still pointing to the east, as if telling the world-look, how bright the sun is!

There are friction sounds and sand and stones rolling between the cliffs, and countless swords flew out again, hovering in the surrounding sky, just like in an array.

Zhao Layue knew that this was not the reappearance of Qingshan Sword Array, it was only a prototype.

Qinger looked at her and said, "With his temperament, he can still be patient and explain to you at this critical moment for so long, it seems that you are really different from him."

Zhao Layue didn't speak. He looked at the sword hole on the cliff of Liangwang Peak silently, his expression a little trance.

The gusty wind calmed down, and Jianfeng was illuminated by several sword lights.

Nan Wang, Guang Yuan Zhenren and the three elders who came from Yinfeng fell among the mountains.

They didn't speak, or even near where Ping Yongjia was sitting. They chose a mountain cliff and sat down. This is the meaning of protecting the law.

A thin thread emerged from the cloud, gradually weaving into a snow-like thing, which fell incomparably in Zhao Layue's arms.

Zhao Layue gently touched its head.

Ada rubbed her to express her comfort, telling her that the so-called scourge lived for thousands of years, and it was difficult for the guy to die.

Suddenly the wind blew up again, and the clouds were swept up and headed towards the sky.

The corpse dog appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the world with extremely cold eyes.

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There is a great distance between Qingshan and the East China Sea, and even the fastest Firth sword cannot be reached quickly.

But today this sword light is special.

Shortly after the cliff of Liangwang Peak was punctured, the sword light illuminated the cliff on the bank of the East China Sea and the dark open patio.

Jianguang fell between the frost and grass, and his coat fluttered lightly, showing Jing Jiu's figure.

A Piao was very surprised. I thought, sir, you let me come here, but why did you chase you over? Is there anything else to explain?

"Cao Yuan?" Jing Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Now that he has made such an important decision and paid such a high price, he has to fully grasp the whole situation, and he doesn't like this kind of accident.

"Sword Saint is already in darkness." Tong Yan said.

Jing Jiu looked at him and asked, "Nothing?"

Tong Yan said: "The realm of the Master is too high ..."

Jing Jiu didn't listen to the time he explained, reached out and said, "Zhong gives me."

Jing Yunzhong is a magic weapon carried by Tan Zhenren. The reason why it appears in Tong Yan is naturally because of the agreement reached between Jing Jiu and Tan Zhenren.

Tong Yan was silent for a moment, and took Jingyun Zhong into his hand.

Looking at the scene, A Piao felt a little unlucky, but he dared not say anything.

Jing Jiuwang looked at the green curtain little sedan and said, "Sister, please trouble here."

I don't know when to start, he is very polite to the people of Shuiyuean.

In the Qinglian little sedan came the light voice of Lord Shui Yue'an: "You go."

A buzz.

Jing Jiu disappeared from the same place.

That sword light went to the East China Sea.

The sea breeze flicked and the frost grass broke again.

The Qinglian small sedan floated up, hovering over the Tongtianjing.

Countless tiny peach blossoms bloomed on the blue curtain, exuding a very fresh breath, like silk like a strand, sealing the passage.

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There are countless huge waves deep in the sea, as if it has turned into a river, rushing towards somewhere.

The place where the endless seawater goes is the maelstrom, accompanied by a bang, the blue and transparent water wall collapses and falls into the endless abyss.

The blue water was illuminated by a bright sword, and the giant subconsciously rubbed his eyes. When he saw the looming Jing Jiu in the waves, he could n’t help but open his mouth, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his thick face. It's coming so fast, and more importantly, why are you here?

Not seen for hundreds of years, he will not forget what this friend is like.

Jing Jiu looked at the countless blood drops in the sky, feeling the fierce breath in between, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This morning, he raised his eyebrows more often than in a long life.

The celestial killing array is indeed extremely powerful and terrible, especially after the sacrifice with the fire carp blood, it is truly capable of destroying the world.

But still can't stop everything.

The sword light illuminates the sea, along with the last morning light, passing through countless waves, tearing the sky like a paper, and coming to the center of the maelstrom.

Jing Jiu stood between the mists of the sky, looked at the sea water and kept falling towards the underworld, raised his eyebrows again, and flipped out his right hand to take out Qingtianjian.

The rising sun is brighter than before, and the sun shines on Qingtianjian to reflect a bright beam of light. There are extremely complicated patterns around the beam. If you look carefully, you can find that the so-called pattern is actually composed of very small scripture spells. .

If Zenzi is here at this time, he will find that he is using the technique of Zen mirror that he is best at, and there is also Jingzong's breath of split mirror technique, which is even more sublime.

The beam of light emitted by Qingtianjian, with the Scripture spells flowing slowly around, shone into the deepest part of the Tongtian kill formation.

The blood beads that were condensed with the blood of the monster monster suddenly melted when they met the beam of light.

There was a very dark flame in the depths of the celestial killing array, erratic, suddenly caught by the beam of light, and suddenly unable to move.

A moment later, the dark flame came back along the beam of light, and he was taken into Qingtianjian.

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The world in Qingtianjian is, as usual, no more skyfire.

There were tourists on the street like weaves, the sound of thunder in the Yamen, the robbery looked far away in the mountains, the husband ’s face had tears, and the house of Zhang was exclaimed. Looking at Yongquanjing, I thought the old man actually started vomiting blood. Isn't it really okay?How to use blood in this well?

Grandpa Zhang's breath is very weak, but his hands are still holding the edge of the well, refused to be helped away, staring at the well.

The blood he spit out was flowing down the wall of the well, and soon he could not see it, but he knew that the blood had melted into the well water.

The blood gradually drifted away in the clear well water, and then gradually condensed into a mass, and then gradually produced some protrusions.One of the protrusions twitched slightly, and some fine lines appeared on the surface, which looked like a fin!

With the passage of time, the shape of the blood became more and more clear, and it turned into a carp with red body!

Grandpa Zhang's weak body somehow obtained a powerful force, and straightened up suddenly, shouting sharply: "Fetch this fish!"

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The red carp was picked up and then carefully placed in a golden pot.

Grandpa Zhang took the golden basin into the ancestral hall and closed the door. No one was allowed to peep, even the most beloved little granddaughter.

The periphery of the ancestral hall was full of people. The children of the Zhang family looked at the closed wooden door of the ancestral hall, their faces dignified, and they thought what happened?

The ladies who were still worried about the fact that the well water was no longer available could gather in the corner and whispered, they could hear demon and ominous words faintly.

After this tossing, Grandpa Zhang was exhausted, sitting on the ground in front of the incense case, looking at the red carp in the golden basin, his face full of tension.

The red carp was very insane, his body skewed from time to time, and Mo Er spit in his mouth, it seemed that he might die at any time.

"Old man, is that you?" Grandpa Zhang asked with a trembling voice.

"Not who else can I ..." the red carp said feebly: "I said you are going to use my bath water to wash your hands? So frugal?"

Grandpa Zhang said blankly: "What do you mean?"

The red carp's voice was full of annoyed and helpless emotions: "Not to mention the golden basin, even if it is a real cornucopia, this is too small!"

Its feeble tail suddenly touched the basin wall, the fish lips suddenly became round, and squeezed a scream: "He M's ... It hurts! Change a big place for Laozi!"

Grandpa Zhang quickly got up and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, shouting loudly: "Bring the barrel where I bathed ... Then who ... dig a pond in the yard!"

Everyone heard the cries of carp just now and was pale with fright.

At this time, listening to the instructions of the old man, where dare to stay, quickly ran out of opportunities.

The door of the ancestral hall was open.

The golden basin is down, the incense case is up, and the green smoke slowly.

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"Aga!"

The voice of the giant came from outside the world, like a thunderous thunder.

Jing Jiu knew that he was reminding himself that the scope of this sky-killing array was too large, and it would take too long to ablate with Buddha's light.

Then use Jianguang.

The waves were still, and a brilliant sword light traversed the sea at an unimaginable speed, drawing countless lines in the sky.

Numerous thin holes appear on the blue water wall, like a sandy beach behind rain.

The countless blood beads scattered in the sky shattered one after another, bursting into flowers, and then purified by Jianguang.

After all, the grandest thing is composed of countless details, and that sword light is best at cutting off all the details in the world.

The sword light traversed between the seas of sky and could not be seen clearly by the naked eye.

The terrifying and powerful heaven-killing array, which was powerful enough to destroy the earth, gradually stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then gradually dissipated from the edge.

In fact, it didn't take long, but for the sword light that was so unimaginable, it was a very long time.

When the speed is fast to some extent, there will be some magical changes in the rules of heaven and earth.

At this time in Jing Jiu's eyes, the morning light on the sea seemed to become the existence of fragments, which seemed to have a length and a kind of beautiful beauty.

He looked at the morning light and felt a bit strange.

Brother likes to destroy the world, you like to save the world ... But what is so interesting about this kind of thing?