The Path Toward Heaven

Countless blood beads broke one after another, making a crackling sound, and the sea seemed to have a heavy rain.

The celestial killing array is like a huge stone statue eroded by wind and rain, and slowly wears out, becomes smaller, and finally disintegrates into nothingness.

This process seems simple, but in fact it is close to the essential power of time, or miracle.

When the celestial killing array dispersed with the sea breeze, the arrival of the sword light was only a few tens of hours, but for that sword light, it was not known how many days had passed.

Jing Jiu's figure reappeared, stepping on the waves, fluttering in white, but not as fairy-tale as in the past.

Because the white coat was full of holes, the coat was already broken into strands, and it looked like a beggar, very embarrassed.

His condition is also very bad, his face pale and tired.

There was a big wave on the sea, and the giant came to the seaside waterfall in one step.

He looked at the remnants of the sky-killing array in the sky. His face was full of shock, and he gripped the giant tree in his arm under his arm, applauding Jing Jiulian repeatedly.

The violent wind screamed from the huge palms and brought several waves.

Jing Jiu waved his hand.

The giant woke up and stretched his finger to his head, looking at him with questioning eyes.

He is asking Jing Jiu if his brain is broken, otherwise why would he do things that he would never do before.

Jing Jiu will naturally not explain the morning light and the avenue, so he waved his hand again and was ready to leave.

The giant was even more puzzled, reaching for the maelstrom, indicating that the sea was still falling into the underworld, what are you going to do?

The maelstrom was worn by Bai Zhenren and punched through the box, forming a large hole with a radius of more than ten miles, and countless sea waters fell. This is the natural force of heaven and earth.

Jing Jiu can break through the sky and kill the battle array, can he still fix this hole?

He pointed to the giant and the giant hole at the bottom of the maelstrom, and then laid his palms sideways.

This means that the giant directly plugs the hole with his huge body.

The giant shook his head again and again.

The clouds in the sky are broken.

If he goes to plug the hole, he will be washed directly into the underworld by the sea. At that time, there is no need to wait for the blue smoke to extinguish the world. The people of the underworld will be directly killed by the earthquake caused by him.

"You stop here first, I will go back when I go."

After saying this, Jing Jiuhua rushed towards the sea as a sword light, and disappeared instantly.

The giant opened his mouth and was speechless for a while, thinking that the sky in the underworld had broken. You are not in a hurry to make up the sky. What are you going to do?

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The underworld has always only been black and white, and the dark and gray are interlaced in black and white, and the fire of the Styx is only bright.

There is one more color in the underworld today, that is blue.

Twice before and after, endless seawater fell in the sky.

What this strange color brings is not the beauty of the new world, but the shadow of death.

When the sea water descends from the sky and travels through an incomparably distant space to the ground of the underworld, it has become something harder than stone.Whether it is a cliff or a tree without color, or those strange, poorly-sighted beasts, or the people of the underworld, they will instantly turn into powder under the impact of the falling sea water.

The mountains and banks on both sides of the Styx are full of frightening calls and tragedies, but they are so weak compared to the banging of the sea and the ground.

To the souls of the underworld, the endless sea water falling in the sky is like hundreds of merciless blue dragons, consuming everything here.

An extremely bright light suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky, illuminating the abyss and the dome that appeared irregularly like a floating island in the abyss.

Hearing the rumor of the world, the underworld people looked at the subliminal thought of a somewhat strange, but very beautiful word-star.

In fact, it was a sword light.

The extremely bright sword light traversed the sky of the underworld at an unimaginable speed, appeared in every place of a hundred miles in a very short time, and cut off all the thick water columns formed by the sea water, just like At the same time, the heads of hundreds of blue dragons were cut down.

The column of seawater was cut off and spread out around. Although it continued to fall to the ground, the power was still weakened a lot.

The sword light suddenly stopped in the sky of the underworld, and countless bright silk threads condensed into a figure.

Dozens of sword intentions floated out of the jacket, and several tears were made.

Jing Jiu ignored these and looked at the black and white landscape below.

A lot of seawater has flowed into the Styx, and a lot of green smoke has been produced, which makes the black and white landscape cast a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

The soldiers of the underworld in the mountains and mountains are like trees that were blown down by the wind. They fell between the muddy cliffs, some of them had no breathing, and some twitched painfully while covering their throats.

He has a very complex and close relationship with the Underworld, such as A Piao, Tong Yan, mosquitoes and the Master.

More importantly, Emperor Xing is his friend.

This is his first time in the underworld.

He will save the world.

The strong men and priests of the Underworld were not affected by the green smoke, and were still alive. A formation was laid on both sides of the River Styx to surround a mountain.

The big Buddha is in this mountain.

Mori's profound sword intention broke through the sky, even the wild grasses hundreds of miles away.

Countless souls are burning, forming a huge curtain, resisting the sword.

The mage and the high priest stood on both sides of the huge curtain, and they could not hold it anymore.

There are non-stop priests who choose to commit suicide and explode to send their soul fire into formation.

The iron sword has been alone in the town for hundreds of years, and no one dares to block his front when he comes to the underworld today.

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The sky in the underworld is the earth's underground, as long as it is connected, it is the sky.

The most important thing for Taiping people to use heaven and earth as the furnace is these passages.

There are too many passages into the underworld. Who knows where Bai Zhenren will attack next, so he is not going to follow her to make up the sky.

In his view, it is not difficult to solve this matter, just kill those who break the sky cleanly and naturally.

He had seen the projection of the high priest in Chaoge City, and confirmed that he would not admit his mistake.

The mage's royal blue dress is also very eye-catching.

Then naturally it will not kill the wrong.

Determined the position of the two, he informed the distant Qingshan, once again transformed into the sword light.

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That sword light is so bright, like a star in legend.

The powerful masters of the hierarchy such as the mage and the high priest discovered its existence and saw its essence when it first appeared.

"Brother reborn?"

A shocking light radiated from the mage's face, and a shudder came from the deepest part of the soul fire.

He is a real student of Taiping, and he is also regarded as the ancestor of Qingshan Sect. In the face of the sword light, he could not bear any idea of ​​resistance or courage at all.

He turned sharply and fled into the night, not even thinking that the giant curtain of soul fire would collapse because of his departure.

The high priest's reaction was a little slow, not too long. He gave a frightened and extremely angry scream, waved the sleeves with red silk thread, and then he had to escape by heaven and earth.

Suddenly the Stygian water was still, and then a crack appeared, as if the ice had been cut open.

The thick green smoke seemed to stand still for a moment, and a crack appeared in the middle.

There was a smell of iron blood in those cracks, and then dazzled with dazzling light, condensed together, and became a sword light across the world.

The sword light cut Styx and Soul Fire, severing the high priest from the void, and also cut off the night before the Master.

Almost at the same time, the extremely bright sword light also came to the bank of the Styx.

Two rubbings made a soft sound, and countless blood lines appeared on the body of the high priest, which exploded into a puff of blood and disappeared without a shadow.

The blue clothes fluttered like butterflies, and those butterflies broke apart before they could spread their wings, just like the soul fire around the Master and the broken legs.

In just an instant, the two most powerful men in the underworld will die.

This is not over yet, the bright sword light flew away by the intention of the sword, and fluttered down on the black ground.

In the loud bang, the ground vibrated violently, cracks were formed, the hard strata rubbed against each other, and left diagonally away from the ground to face the sky, and finally formed a magnificent mountain range hundreds of kilometers long and thousands of feet high, and the endless sea water that fell from the sky This mountain range is blocked and can only flow towards both sides, temporarily unable to enter the Styx.

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A hundred years ago, Liu Ci's sword light illuminated the cold mountain at night.

Cao Yuanyuan drew his sword in Baicheng.

Lieyangxia jumped from the ground, and then smashed, the Xuanyin Sect, the first school of evil Dao, disappeared.

More than a hundred years later, the sword light illuminated the underworld, and the iron sword responded again, but this time no mountains and rivers disappeared, but instead there was a mountain in this world.

The turbulent sea water kept hitting the mountain range, making a dull thunderous sound, splashing the huge waves.

Looking from the sky, the mountain is like an extremely strong embankment.

Jing Jiu looked back and said to Cao Yuan: "In four hours, the sea will bypass the mountains."

Cao Yuan said: "At that time I will cross the knife, but I can't stop it for too long, and you can't sustain this situation for long."

The blue smoke from the sea and the Styx meets around the Buddha, like the incense in the temple.

He kept smoking green smoke, and his exposed belly grew more and more like a real Buddha filled with incense.

"You are too late."

Somewhere under the cliff came the malignant, painful and deep voice.

If there is time, other people may wonder why the mage would be willing to help the white man. Do he and the high priest regard the souls of the underworld as ants?

Jing Jiu had no time or care, and once again turned into a sword light to leave.

A bright line appeared on the dark Stygian River, and the white lotus shattered into fluff, just like the silk of the sky in the 3,000 courtyard.

The sword light soon disappeared into the darkness.

It doesn't necessarily need to know the reason to solve a thing.

For example, if you want to fry a plate of potato chips, you don't need to know how it sprouts.

The drinkers in the brothel are too noisy, the horsemen are too noisy, some beat their wives, some beat children, and you do n’t need to know their journey.

It's a straight cut.