The Path Toward Heaven

Those crackling sounds like rain are the sound of heavy particles bombarding the ring.

Jing Jiu did not expect to be able to completely destroy the materials of the ring in this way, but to ensure that those micro arrays could not be reconstructed, it would be safer if they could cause atomic damage to those materials.

This is no longer the fighting method of Qingshan Kendo, nor is it exactly the technological fighting method in this universe, it is more like the ultimate use of body materials.

Xue Ji didn't expect him to have such a move, and was a little surprised.

Now that the problem of the ring is temporarily solved, there is no need to worry about being found by the girl priest and bombarding the spiritual world with information. The next problem to be solved is Chengtianjian.

Xue Ji had long noticed the cyan light ropes appearing on his wrist, and felt the sword in it was familiar.

The program seemed to perceive Xue Ji's observations, and turned into countless swordsman's consciousness to cut into Jing Jiu again.

Jing Jiu had an unbearable headache and said with a slight trembling voice: "Help me split my head and take out the sword."

He was almost controlled by the Qingshan Patriarch and the girl priest. If there was no Xilai, he could only choose to fall asleep, just like the one that killed the mother's nest when he first ascended.The difference is that he can't wake up on his own. He can only wait for Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui to ascend, discover the secrets of this world, discover his encounters, and then find him and wake him up.

Now with Xue Ji, he naturally hopes to find a once and for all method.

Xueji shook her head.

In the ancestral hall of Sanqianyuan, she learned Chengtianjian after a few glances.

She doesn't know where he is better than Jing Jiu's attainments in this swordsmanship, but there is no way to solve this problem.

I don't know if it was disappointment or pain. A few sweat beads slid down Jing Jiu's face. In fact, it was frosted water.

Huaxi reached out and wiped him carefully with his sleeve.

Jing Jiu looked at her eyes, only to see ignorant and dazed.

She didn't seem to know what happened at the 857 base and in the asteroid belt, and she had forgotten the previous things, only remembering that she was serving Jing Jiu.

He knows why.

Huaxi is one of the replicas of the girl priest.The girl can come at any time through the chip behind her neck, but this time is too long, the chip information is overloaded, causing her brain damage, which can only be repaired slowly over time.

Jing Jiu took her with her to leave because she was still useful to him, although that usefulness may be in the long-term future.Another reason is that at the last moment, he saw her eyes. At that moment, in addition to her daze and ignorance, her eyes were more of fear and fear of sudden death.

"Turn me into her like this." He said to Xue Ji.

Xue Ji understood what he meant, and since he could not find out the program from his consciousness, he could only use other methods, such as hibernation.

Of course, it is not really hibernating, but suppressing Jing Jiu's consciousness with low temperature, reducing his calculation speed, and controlling his spiritual world in a low energy range.The program in his consciousness will also reduce its activity, and will not always try to control his body.

Consciousness and matter seem to be two worlds, but they can be connected at certain moments or in some extremely micro-scale domains.

Temperature is an index used to describe the violent process of microscopic particle movement. Whether it is high to extreme or low to extreme, it can lead to the connection between the two.

As Jing Jiu spoke, the cold brought by the fragments of the ring spewed out of his lips, turning into mist and falling on Xue Ji's face.

Xue Ji's eyelashes drooped slightly, reaching out his hand against his eyebrow.

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I don't know how long it has passed, the sewage in the sewer gradually freezes and gradually builds up, and there is no more wind, and it seems to be silent like space.

The whole world can only hear the cicada's quietly rubbing the nails, no more temperature, even it will be frozen.

Huaxi was wrapped by Chengtian Sword Array, leaning against the wall covered with snow and frost, the incomprehensible emotions in his eyes turned into borneol, reflecting the light.

Xueji withdrew her hand like a little snowball, her eyes tired.

I don't know how long it has passed. The ice in the sewer gradually melted, rushing down with floating ice, making a thunderous thunder.

Cicada crawled to Jing Jiu's face and tried his best to bite at his broken earlobe.

Jing Jiu took a slight pain, opened his eyes and woke up, subconsciously thinking of the pain in his brain, his breath became short and hugged his head.

After a few breaths, he found that he no longer had a headache and gradually calmed down, slowly lowering his hands and showing a pale face.

He let go very slowly.

He looked at the ice-cold sewage floating away, his eyes dull.

Like a very autistic patient.

It's like living in another world.

The cyan light rope on his wrist is no longer hidden, and continues to exist steadily in the space. The color is more vivid, but it is no longer so flexible, as if it has become a real thing.

Xue Ji no longer looked at him, turned to the sewer, and looked at the iceberg in which the sewage condensed. The dark black eyes were filled with daze.

——If I was controlled by the girl priest, would I also become Jing Jiu's idiot?

The more she thought, the more sad she felt.

I was a fool.

Really.

When I was thinking about it, I wanted to go out to a larger world. Well, this world is really big enough, but how can I forget this possibility.The number one in the world is the number one in the world. It may not be the number one in the world. Sure enough, now I am no longer invincible. What can I do?

At this time, the ice on the other side of Huaxi also melted.

She looked around dumbly, walked to Jing Jiu and started to wipe away the frost and snow left on her face.

Cicada crawled over Jing Jiu's head and looked down at these pictures, feeling so sad.

Chaotian Continent's two strongest guys in history have become stupid and stupid.

Plus this little girl ... Do you really want to be your own in the future?

This atmosphere did not last long, and a voice suddenly sounded: "Go."

With the passage of time, the temperature is gradually rising, the ice is melting, and the rain on the surface of the planet is getting bigger and bigger, the rivers in the sewers are getting more and more stricken, the water is getting bigger and bigger, and the smells are more Come thicker.

Jing Jiu doesn't smell, but he can capture molecules for analysis. Instinctively, he doesn't like this environment and wants to leave.

Huaxi only knew to listen to his words, and walked behind Xue Ji, without hesitation reaching out to hug her, almost scared to death.

Xueji didn't respond much, and it meant breaking the jar.

Cicada's palpitations remained, and he squeaked gently, motioning Huaxi to hold Xueji and march in front of the underground water channel.

This kind of thing can only be decided by it now.

They didn't go long before they met some people.

Not for the poor people who hid underground in order to avoid the scourge of war, but the remnants of space pirates who escaped to the ground and survived under the military cleanup.

The pirates pointed at them with a variety of laser guns and old guns, and there was a heavy ray launching platform unloaded from the pirate ship in the corner.

The atmosphere between the venues was a bit ridiculous.

Whether it was Jing Jiu, Huaxi, or Xueji held by Huaxi, it was like not seeing these people at all.

For those pirates, the appearance of their pedestrians is even more absurd. The young man and the girl holding the doll know from their extremely beautiful appearance that they have extraordinary family backgrounds.

Cicada looked at the guns, rubbed her limbs, and exhaled a breath.

An extremely powerful coercion that seemed to come from ancient times enveloped the entire underground water course.

Those space pirates couldn't do any resistance at all and fell to the ground in pain.

Cicada looked at Xue Ji and asked if he wanted to subdue these gangsters to facilitate long-term residence underground.

Xueji ignored it.

Cicada looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu looked at the sky like a poet.

Cicada withdrew her gaze and decided not to do these extras in the future.

Huaxi held Xueji and continued walking.

Jing Jiu is behind.

Cicada lay on his shoulder, without looking at the space pirates who had fallen to the ground.

Wherever a group of people passed, the snow fell and the temperature dropped sharply.

The pirates failed to make any sound, they were frozen into stiff ice, and died.Those firearms and ray launching platforms and the food pirates have also turned into ice cubes, and the dirty underground water channel has become a crystal ice kingdom, like the extreme cold hell.

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No one knows how long the planet will be closed. Anyway, three aircraft that were launched without approval were shot down, and the people accepted this fact.

If you want to maintain a long-term closure, naturally you need good logistics support. Several transport ships landed outside the big iron gates in three directions of the city with sufficient supplies.

According to the authorization number of the bracelet, the people lined up to receive food and some necessities in order, in good order.

It's just that the rainwater falling from the sky is a bit disturbing. The acidity of the rainwater is too strong, and it certainly won't work without a raincoat, but it's not easy to move things in a raincoat.

The women scolded the naughty son loudly, asking them to put on their hats, and the men gathered together to whisper about the pirate's demise and all the reasons for it.

Suddenly, those rains turned into snowflakes and flew down from the sky.

Why is snow falling before the legal winter?

People took off their hats and looked at the snowflakes in the sky, with a smile on their faces.

Snow and rain are the same in nature, but because of their different shapes, they will not corrode buildings like acid rain and cause so many chemical burns to human skin.

In the dark wilderness, some people walked away from the people who received supplies, and moved away.

The girl was holding a dirty, oil-covered doll.

The young man walked slowly, as if his steps were heavy, like a poet who mourned the people's livelihood.