The Path Toward Heaven

"It's still so slimy in your life." Lian March looked at Jing Xin over there and said, "Isn't that just killing directly?"

The act of stubbornness is the evaluation of the Qingzhou school to the Zhongzhou faction, but it is also her usual evaluation of the entire practice world of the Chaotian continent.

Chan Lian-yue's voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall watched her every move and naturally heard her clearly.

Wu Jingxin was silent and pale.

"Killing him is useless." Jing Jiu said, "Remember Jing Shu? There are many royal descendants like her scattered in the folk. The Zhongzhou faction can pick one at any time and give it to Yi Mao Zhai University. I believe Bu Qiu Xiao has no opinion. "

Qilian March said, "I remember that little girl, and Jing family was really able to give birth."

Sakai Nine said: "She's dead, don't die."

Qilian March said, "What if you don't wake up?"

Until now, Qingshan Sect did not come, and Yuan Qi Whale did not show up. She knew his true relationship with Yuan Qi Whale. Naturally, she could think that this was what he meant.

"I thought I would do it myself."

Jun Lien gave him a scornful glance, "You are so weak now, what do you do?"

Kusui Jiu calmly said: "Hundreds of years, this is the first time you are qualified to say that I am weak."

Qilian Sanyue raised her eyebrows slightly and said proudly, "You are weaker than me anyway."

Kusui Jiu smiled and said, "No matter how weak, there is no way to deal with it."

Qilian Sanyue looked slightly different and said, "Which way are you going to use? Many people will die."

Jiu Jingjiu looked slightly different and said, "Do you also care about dead people?"

Qilian March said, "Maybe it was affected by you?"

Kusui Jiu said: "Then I was influenced by you too."

"What's the point of saying what I like to hear at this time?"

Yan Lianyue smiled and leaned back, holding her hands on the back steps, looking at the blue sky, enjoying herself.

Kusui Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Thank you."

Jun Lian still looked at the sky in March and said, "I'm not an ordinary little girl, but I also know that your mouth is not sweet. Don't force these words in the future, it's too rigid.

I was just when Jiu Jiu was about to say something again, suddenly the sound of a tea cup crashing came from behind the two, and there was something like teeth fighting in Gegegege, full of fear. The two looked back and saw Ping Yongjia holding a plate standing above the stone steps.

两个 There are two tea cups on that plate. The tea cups are white porcelain, but they are definitely not as pale as this time.

Yong Ping Yongjia was really scared at this time, because he found that he heard a lot of things that should not be heard, and wondered if he would be killed by the killing. Even if Master protects herself, this woman is so powerful and just said that Master is weaker than her ...

Speaking of which, Master and this woman really have a problem. You have come so close to each other, but you haven't noticed. Is your mind only on the other side? What a regret, what am I doing here? In order to please Master, it is really uneconomical to give away his life.

Thinking about some of these things, Ping Yongjia's face was getting whiter and her body was shaking more and more. The sound of a tea bowl crashing with her teeth was like playing a piano.

Jun Lien wondered curiously, "Who is this fool?"

Kusui Jiu said, "My apprentice, it's closed."

Jun Lian took a look at Ping Yongjia in March and felt nothing special. She reached for a tea cup and sipped, saying, "I'm just a little thirsty, thank you."

Yong Ping Yongjia heard ecstasy and thought that she should not die. At this time, even March looked at him again. Ping Yongjia's joy was suddenly lost, her body was cold, such as falling into an ice cellar, and I thought that these characters might be moody, and would not shoot herself suddenly?

After a short while, even March looked at him again, and Ping Yongjia was so frightened that he couldn't keep his heart.

"What do you see?" Jing Jiu asked.

Qilian March said, "No."

"I don't have it," Jing Jiu said, "So it's a little strange."

Uh ...

Uh ...

A large hole was blasted out of the section of the city wall facing southeast, and the rubble was piled into a small hill. Kou Qingtong was lying on it, covered with blood, his eyes staring at the sky indifferently.

The forbidden array at the bottom of the city wall was exposed to the sky, and officials of Gu Pan and Qing Tiansi watched vigilantly. Dozens of air waves are approaching at a very fast speed. At the forefront are three Zhongzhou Paihu masters, all powerful men who refine the realm. From this we can see that the Zhongzhou Pai absolutely do not want Kou Qingtong to die like this.

Suddenly, a melodious whistle sounded. The three valley owners stopped under the ruins and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

The flute sound was clearly heard in everyone's ears. It was gentle but terrible. Gu Pan's face was pale. He raised his hand to signal to his subordinates to prepare for the battle. The great crossbow hidden in the high stone wall has also been pushed. It came out and aimed outside.

The whistle fluttered in the wind in the morning, I don't know where it started, but I can hear it everywhere, including the ruins above Kou Qingtong's ears.

Suddenly, an invisible little sword emerged from the sound of the flute, penetrated into Kou Qingtong's left ear like a lightning, and then pierced through his right ear, making a soft noise.

A few drops of extremely thick blood water dripped from Kou Qingtong's ears, fell on the gravel and burned into a fire, and quickly turned into green smoke until nothingness.

The Kou Qingtong's eyes were dimmed, and the whole person began to wither at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into countless dead leaves, which rose with the wind and turned into nothingness.

强 The strong man had hidden for thousands of years in the mountains after Yunmeng, and now he came out of the mountain for a fairy, but he just died.

He is the last strongman of the blood cult, and the last strongman of the last generation.

His death, announcing the official end of the blood demon history, does it also mean that the millennium officially said goodbye to the historical stage?

After the invisible small sword killed Kou Qingtong, it quickly disappeared in the wind, and the clear flute went away.

All the people who saw this scene were shocked and speechless.

The Kou Qingtong is one of the strongest men in the heavenly continent. Even if he was severely injured by the critique of March, how could he be killed so lightly?

And even the three powerful men who practiced the virtual reality did not find the arrival of this small sword!

Who is the owner of that flute and this little sword?

The three Zhongzhou Paigu masters chased away in the direction of the sound of the flute, but they never looked at the forbidden array under the city wall again.

Gu Pan's face was still pale, but her heart was relieved, her hands were dancing in front of her, and her breath broke out. She lifted up the masonry with Zhongzhou sentiment method, blocked the hole on the wall, and then ordered her subordinates to hurry and strengthen.

Uh ...

Uh ...

The flute kept floating in Chaoge City, sometimes melodious, sometimes playful, sometimes soothing, and sometimes proud. The position that appeared also kept changing. The previous moment was still at Taichang Temple, and the next moment it was at Baima Lake, Huer. After coming to Meiyuan, he appeared next to a well more than ten miles away.

The three Zhongzhou Paigu masters chased each other for a while, but met Yueqianmen. Both sides naturally determined that they were looking for that devil, and their eyes became more dignified. The Taiping Devil's Calendar was rebuilt, and the realm is still low. Why can't the four elders who refined the virtual world catch up with him? Not to mention siege.

When Yue Zhongmen and four other Zhongzhou factions met, Yin San had already poured a pot of water in the well and came to a restaurant. This restaurant is not too far from the imperial city, and it is only a few miles away from Yingtianmen. It should be a favorite place for Daguan and noble people on weekdays.

Xu Yinsan found the most precious Runhao green tea in the storeroom, put it aside in the cup, and brought the kettle and tea cup to the side of the bar and looked out of the restaurant.

壶 The pot of water he just made from the well, when he poured it into the tea cup, it was extremely hot and white smoke.

It took only a few moments for Yun to run away, and Runhao was washed away, exuding a touch of tea.

Yan Yin lifted the tea cup at three ends and put it on the lips, and then gently sighed. The hot tea was much colder, which was just the most suitable temperature for the entrance.

The new tea came into his throat, as if the sound of a flute came to his ear, he uttered a satisfied sigh and looked at Ying Tianmen a few miles away, but his beautiful brows were raised.

Yan Yingtian Gate has turned into a ruin, but the cloud is still there, and the shadow in the cloud is still dim, still unclear.

With the fluttering voice, the blue bird flew from a distance and landed on the rail. Looking down his line of sight, his eyes and pupils were slightly disturbed.

Bluebird spit out, "What are you doing?"

She has lived in Zhongzhou Pai for tens of thousands of years and was controlled by Baizhenren for hundreds of years. She is more terrible than anyone else.

Zhiyin San held the tea cup and looked at the cloud quietly. She didn't talk and didn't mean to take away her eyes.

Wu Qing'er turned back to human form, watching him nervously and said, "Are you provoking her?"

Xu Yinsan said, "It's temptation."

I took Bai Zhenren's cultivation as his realm and definitely felt his sight in the first place, but she ignored him.

What kind of things can make her ignore the real person for a while?

That is necessarily something bigger than heaven, or something that transcends the entire continent level.

Wu Qing'er asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhiyin San thoughtfully: "Today someone may die."

Wu Qing'er said angrily: "It won't be you anyway."

Yinsan did not take this one as usual, of course. After a long silence, he turned to look at the imperial city in the north, and a look of regret appeared in his eyes.

At that time, he felt that even March was the person most similar to himself. Although the concepts were contrary, the essence was the same, and it could even be said that they were the same person.

It's a pity that such a good woman, but was scourged by the wood teacher into the later look.

端 He took a tea cup and sipped, saying with emotion: "Woman ..."

Tong Qing'er raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with hostility, "how about a woman?"

Uh ...

Uh ...

Officials in the Great Hall and practitioners in the sky gradually came to their senses and accepted the reality.

This reality is that Shuiyue Li suddenly appeared in the world in March, and played on behalf of Qingshan, conquering the two great peers of the Zhongzhou faction in succession.

Looking at the young men and women sitting on the stone steps in front of the temple, people's moods are a little weird. If Jing Jiu was really Jingyang, if they had formed a gang ... what else could there be in the heavenly continent?

Wu Qingshan's five battles with the Zhongzhou faction have ended in two. If the Zhongzhou faction loses one more time, they must withdraw from the Chaoge City according to the agreement ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

It seems that the situation of the Zhongzhou faction is very dangerous. It has reached the edge of the cliff, but no one thinks that the Zhongzhou faction is really hopeless. Even if she is strong again in March and defeats the two peerless powerhouses in a row, it will inevitably consume a lot, and everyone can see that she was seriously injured. Among the injuries were the hard injuries left by Kou Qingtong, the internal injuries she forcibly elevated to break the space debris, and the most serious injuries came from the Jingyun Bell ringing from a real person.

At the end of the crossbow of the gods, even the clothes repaired by Dong Yidao women could not be shot through.

Next, no matter whether it was Baizhenren or Kirin, Zhongzhou sent her to the scene. Now she can't catch it.

Uh ...

Uh ...

The cloud of mist left Ying Tianmen's ruins, came to the palace, landed in the square, and gradually dispersed.

When I saw this scene, people were a little nervous, but they took it for granted.

Qi Yuan didn't ring the long chant of Kirin, the most important third game of the Zhongzhou faction, of course, it should be Baizhenren.

The clouds of mist gradually dispersed, revealing a figure.

Her face was still foggy and tall, like a snowy mountain.

Suddenly an exclamation sounded around the palace.

个人 Someone came out from behind her.

There are actually two people in Yun Yunwu!

The woman walked quietly towards the square, the white skirt fluttered lightly.

I was just Bai Zao.