The Path Toward Heaven

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When Jing Jiu first came to Tianshou Mountain many years ago, he didn't like the atmosphere here.

At that time, he thought it was because the blood of the former dynasty was buried in this tomb.

When I came to Tianshou Mountain today, the feeling appeared again, and he didn't care much.

It wasn't until this time that his finger was caught by the clam shell, and he knew that it was a bad omen.

The river clam looked unusual, with a slightly grayish color, not smooth, and no beautiful arcs on the surface.

Of course, he knew the origin of this river mussel, and he once took his disciples to Daze for a visit.

This is Emperor Xiao's river mussel.

Emperor Xiao was the third sword slayer in the continent, followed by Taiping real people in the world to fan the flames, I do not know how many innocent people were killed.

His realm strength is under the ancestor of Xuanyin, and it is far less than the south trend. He can live to this day under the threat of Qingshan sword formation, relying on this river mussel.

Of course, in legends in the spiritual world, this river clam appears more like a turtle shell.

Why did Emperor Xiao's river clam appear in Bai Zhenren's hands?Even Jing Jiu had no time to think about this issue at this time, because he had stopped, the flow of time was no longer different, and he was facing the greatest crisis since his rebirth.

The river mussel may be able to block the attack of the Green Mountain Sword Array, and it cannot really block the sword of all things, but it can at least support it for a period of time.

No matter how short that time is, even delaying Jianguang for a moment is enough.

Because the person holding the river mussel is Bai Zhenren.

With a clicking sound, a deep crack appeared in the river clam, and some fly ash was shaken.

Jing Jiu's fingers haven't left the river clam yet, and Bai Jinren's fists have come.

A loud noise!

Her fist fell unbiased on his face.

The fist is very small, but heavy like a mountain.

No, the more accurate description should be the weight of the entire sky in that fist.

Countless golden lights overflowed between the fingers of that fist.

Those golden lights are not only the fairy spirit in the fairy dynasty, but also the royal spirit in this tomb of the former dynasty!

Whether Bai Xian's immortal spirit or the imperial spirit of the former royal family, it was Jing Jiu's least favorite thing, and the most restraint thing for him.

The imaginary amount of fairy and imperial illuminate the jade dust falling like snow and the dark tomb.

Jing Jiu's eyes were also extremely bright, like crystals.

The same is true of the skin on his face, like transparent jade.

The spar is dim.

The transparent jade is slightly deformed.

He flew out.

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Boom Boom Boom!

Countless dull impact sounds.

When he entered the mausoleum, he was an incomparable sword light, and his understatement seemed to be broken paper.

When shocked, he was like a stone, ruthlessly and pitifully destroying the thick stone walls.

He was directly hit and flew out of the mausoleum, retreating for more than ten years, and finally fell heavily on the cliff, forming a large hole, and collapsed countless flying stones.

Bai Zhenren flew out of the tomb.

Countless blazing rays of light emerged from the round of spring in the sky, penetrated the large array of closed mountains without enemies, and fell between the deep autumn cliffs.

All the reasons are the fairy mortal in her hand.

At the same time, countless imperial qi came out from the passages of the mausoleum, like the dust dragon came to the body of Bai Zhenren.

Tianshou Mountain lost these imperial qualities, and the power of repression of the Underworld Passage would naturally be weakened a lot.

For Bai Zhenren, this is really a double-handed thing.

The light falling from the spring day, called by the Xianlu, weaves into a bright and invisible curtain, and it will cover this mountain cliff at first sight.

A certain wildflower on the side of the cliff suddenly splashed some mud, and a very small hole appeared, then a sword light fluttered out, and went out of the mountain at a very fast speed.

The sword light looked very weak, very small, like an earthworm dug by the farmer, desperately ran away into the distance, and looked very pitiful.

This sword light is still unimaginable, and even the sunlight summoned by Xianlu fails to block it, but in the eyes of Bai Jinren, this sword light is obviously much slower than before.

The reason for this is that the traces of the sword light are somewhat unstable, and the body of the sword is bent a bit.

In other words, Jing Jiu was badly injured by that punch.

But even if it is slightly damaged, it is still the most powerful sword of all things in the sky and underground. It should be possible to fight another battle with Baizhen who is holding the Xianlu, why did he run away?

Bai Zhenren was a little surprised, and immediately thought about the actions of Jingyang and Jing Jiu II. He couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, revealing a mocking look.

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The world is the furnace, everything is cooked, and there is not much time left for this world.

It is for this reason that Jing Jiu is anxious to find Bai Zhenren to kill her, and then go back to deal with those troublesome problems.

It's just that he didn't think about it, the whole world didn't think about it, and Bai Zhenren has been waiting to kill him.

Now it seems that Kirin's remarks were her preparation in advance.

Countless holes appeared in the tomb of Tianshou Mountain, the white jade coffin turned into a snow, countless imperial energies were lost from the ground, and the river mussel ... was obviously Emperor Xiao's method.

The injured Jing Jiu disappeared into the sky.

Bai Zhenren used the immortal energy to perform the world escape method, and stepped into the virtual realm.

She raised her eyes and looked around Shino, but couldn't find the crooked sword light, she couldn't help but raised her eyebrows slightly.

From Chaotian Continent to Underworld, Jing Jiu chased her for more than an hour, as long as I did.

Who would have thought that the situation had changed abruptly, and it was her turn to chase Jing Jiu at this time.

Her situation is better than that of Jing Jiu, because destruction is easier than construction.

In addition to killing Jing Jiu, she has more choices, and is a better choice.

The underworld channel here is about to open, and there are some problems with the opening of the underworld channel elsewhere.

She wanted the world furnace to be fully operational as soon as possible, and she had to solve those problems.

The closest passage to Tianshou Mountain on the East China Sea is Tongtianjing.

When the seawater enters into the dark, the blue smoke rises again, and it rises from the dark ground, but it encounters an invisible barrier that cannot be dispersed.

The Qinglian small car stopped quietly above the Tongtianjing, and the peach blossoms on the Qinglian became more and more beautiful, with countless fresh breaths, which trapped the mountain cliffs.

Lord Shui Yue'an's method is much softer and more beautiful than Cao Yuan, and the effect is even better.

Tong Yan confirmed that the green smoke could not break out of the ban for the time being, and finally rested his mind, preparing to treat the dead and wounded Shui Yuean and Guocheng Temple, and suddenly found that his shadow on the ground became darker.

The figure becomes dark because there is less sunlight.

Huo Ran looked up at the sky, staring directly at the round of sun, his pale face filled with shock and despair.

There is a figure falling from the sky above the sky.

Looking at the height, the man even came from the virtual realm.

Looking over from the ground, the man seemed to jump out of the sun and took away the light that the sun should have.

The blazing sun was blocked, and only a layer of gold was set on the edge of the white dress.

Tong Yan is very familiar with that breath, knowing who it is, so desperate.

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The white dress dyed with gold rims looks more like a cloud.

Bai Zhenren fell from the sky and slapped the palm of the blue curtain.

Throughout the process, she didn't seem to glance at Tong Yan, nor did she see the paleness and despair of her most beloved disciple.

With a clatter, the top of the Qinglian small sedan bloomed like a flower, and a white jade-like palm broke out of the sedan and greeted Bai Zhenren's hand.

There was a snapping sound, the two palms met, and countless strong winds roared.

The green curtain fluttered uncomfortably, like the wine streamer in the inn outside Qianlifeng Corridor, about to be torn by the wind.

Numerous huge waves swelled on the surface of the East China Sea. It looked like thousands of white lines, but instead of sweeping towards the shore, it went deep into the sea.

Bai Zhenren's expression is indifferent, but he has extremely strong self-confidence, and even gives people a feeling of incomparable life.

Lord Shui Yue'an is also a big thing in heaven, but how could she be held in her eyes.

She didn't even use Xianlu, so she was going to go directly into the deepest part of the patio.

Suddenly, a strange color appeared in her eyes.

Wipe it.

Shui Yue'an's white white jade suddenly gave birth to a sword tip.

The sword easily pierced the palm of Bai Jinren, and then turned into a sword light.

Jianguang entered her arm and burst out of her shoulder, bringing out a flower.