The Path Toward Heaven

"Everything spreads!" Nan forget to scream.

Guangyuan's real man waved his sleeves, emitting several sword lights, and forced Zhao Layue and others to the rear.

Feijian chaos, the light of magic weapon illuminates the peak of howling wind, disciples of Qingshan and representatives of various factions avoided one after another.

"Master! Uncle! If you continue to fight like this, Castle Peak will collapse!"

Guangyuan real person's right hand was ahead, and the sword was like fire, blocking the howling wind and the horrible sword, shouting to the two people on the edge of the cliff.

"I don't care."

An extremely cold, life-and-death-like smile appeared on Liu's ten-year-old's dark face, looking weird, "You? You shouldn't care? Who else would you care about besides yourself? You Did n’t you regret it in the first place, you should kill this little guy first? "

Jing Jiu said, "What about you? It feels good to be alone against the whole world?"

Taiping said with a laugh: "It's not confrontation, it's destruction. It feels wonderful to destroy an old world."

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Terrible howling sounded in the depths of the sea.

On the sea was the wreckage of a Penglai treasure ship. The crew members were holding planks and struggling in the undulating waves. Listening to the howling in the distance, their hearts were filled with despair.

It was the roar of the Great Vortex, the so-called Mingquan Secret Realm. The sound of the spring was not stinging, it was always so terrible.

Why are there other sounds in these howling sounds today, like real life, full of painful meaning, and how easy is it to break away?

The crew had only a flash of thought before they were swallowed by the waves and fell towards the endless abyss.

This treasure ship of Penglai Island had bad luck before it could become a part of the blood festival of the real people of Taiping. Those monsters convened by Yin Feng from all over the world knew their fate from the beginning.

Some highly savvy monsters once tried to survive, but could not resist the imprint of the underworld on their spirits, and could only go away towards the large vortex.

Huge ghosts, swallowing beasts, or alien monsters that have never been seen by humans in the heavenly continent, appear from the sea, roaring into the sky outside the cliff, but cannot fall into the depths of the vortex. In the process of falling, it began to disintegrate, spurting blood, and eventually turned into a thick blood mist.

The bitter and desperate howl of the monsters even surpassed the sound of the large vortex.

The blood mist was not scattered by the raging sea water, and gradually condensed in the air.

Countless blood beads are connected, drawing extremely complicated patterns over the large vortex, and then forming extremely complicated, three-dimensional patterns.

If Kou Qingtong is still alive at this time, or you can recognize that this is a **** demon cult that has been trying for many years, but has always been unable to pose because of the insufficient number of blood sacrifices.

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On the other side of the distant sea, the waking giant heard those voices again, with an expression of anxiety in his eyes, heeding the yelling and scolding of the awakened elves again, took a wooden stick and walked towards the sea.

The giant's figure is extremely tall, as if it is going to reach the sky, it is a few miles to step out, but the body is too heavy and the pace is really slow. I don't know how long it will take to reach the great vortex.

Looking at the huge figure that gradually disappeared into the sea, the elves gradually stopped cursing and put down the spear and bow and arrow in their hands, a little at a loss.

Suddenly an old female elf flew out of the deep woods, shouting something screaming in a nearly cursing tone, and the elf's faces showed a terrified expression, and flew towards the side of the mountain beam.

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The killing of the whole world can't really kill everyone in the world, because even the most evil blood demon cult never thought about doing such a thing.

In Taiping's plan, the role of this formation method is to shake the great power of the Great Vortex, change the natural path created by nature, and flow the endless seawater that flows towards the abyss and eventually emerges from another great vortex at the extreme north. Change direction.

He wants to bring these seawaters into the underworld.

There is no sun in the underworld, and it is naturally dim and monotonous. That slowly flowing river that emits light and heat becomes the most conspicuous existence.

The war here has come to an end.

The army of the underworld, loyal to the high priest, was besieged by the forces of the underworld on both sides of the underworld. Seeing that there was no retreat, it was out of unimaginable fighting power.

If you want to storm and destroy the loyal subordinates of more than one hundred thousand high priests, the capital city will definitely pay a great price.

There is a stone platform in the high mountains. The meditator is standing on the edge of the cliff and quietly watching the Minghe in the distance. His blue clothes are as eye-catching as the Minghe.

"Continuing the siege will certainly reduce the number of fighters, but it will also consume a lot. More importantly, the underworld will be unstable, cough ..."

Tong Yan covered his mouth with his fist, coughed twice, and continued: "I still think it should be attacked, you must find a suitable reason to convince me."

The mage said with a smile: "I was reluctant to explain to you the other day because I didn't know if that imaginary picture might happen. I invite you today to testify.

Tong Yan suddenly felt something strange, and looked down at the mage's line of sight, and suddenly saw a gap somewhere in the dim sky!

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

The underworld seemed to sound a thunder that had never happened before.

What fell from the sky was not lightning but countless seawater!

The turquoise blue water, like a huge pillar of blue light, fell violently from the sky and blasted towards the ground!

Looking at this scene, Tong Yan's face became a little pale, his voice was dumb and said, "What's going on?"

People in the underworld have never seen the sea, but only heard in the legendary stories about the human world that it was impossible to connect the things that fell from the sky with the sea water for a while. The high priest had seen the sea, and his translucent face was filled with terror and blank light, and murmured, "Is the sky broken?"

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boom!

The sea descending from the sky, carrying an unimaginable power, fell to the ground of the underworld, instantly destroying a hill.

Hundreds of high priests stationed near here were photographed directly as meatloaf.

The earth shook constantly, the Styx River was shaking, the army of the high priest ran away in horror, but where could it be faster than the raging seawater?

The real disaster that brought the high priest's army to death was not the sea water flowing over them, but the encounter between the sea water and the Styx River.

With countless dense snoring sounds, the seawater poured into the Styx River, and instantly burned, turning into an unimaginable sea of ​​fire.

Those soldiers of the underworld who had escaped the impact of the seawater died in this sea of ​​fire.

"What the **** is going on?" Tong Yan asked, staring at the mage's eyes.

Many days ago, the army of the Underworld ceased to execute his strategy, and even if it paid more, it still advanced slowly according to the idea of ​​the Underworld, driving the last priest's subordinates to this valley, but also He was also in great trouble in this regard, and wanted to attack extremely difficult, but could not evacuate ... Now it seems that the mage knew very early what would happen today, otherwise how could he station the army in advance Among the high and inconvenient mountains?

"Isn't it spectacular?" The mage pointed at the sea of ​​jasper-like waters extremely high in the night sky, and asked with a trembling voice, a little excited.

The channel there was washed by the sea more and more, and the amount of falling sea water was also increasing. The flames in the Styx River did not go out, but more green smoke was generated, and the soul fire fragments were hidden in the smoke.

"Spectacular? Do you know what it means?"

Tong Yan stared at him and said, "If you let these seawater continue to fall, the poisonous smoke will cover the whole underworld. What will happen then?"

The mage smiled and said, "These smoke are light and will go up."

Tong Yan looked at the blue smoke on the Ming River, looked at the soldiers of the Ming Department who died with their mouths covered, and looked at the directions of the blue smoke, and finally understood something.

"It turns out ... this is a means of peace," he murmured.

The meditator said with emotion: "When Qingyan started, he changed the world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In addition to Mr., who else can do this great job?"

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said, "Even if ... the humans in the heavenly continent would be killed and wounded, the underworld would be killed by many poisonous smoke."

The muse narrowed his eyes and said, "You are wrong. This is not the war between the underworld and the upper world, but the harvest of ordinary people who waste resources and vitality by the practitioner ... Only ordinary people. "

To kill all ordinary people and build a world with only practitioners, this is the ambition of Taiping's real person, and the reason why he is regarded as the devil by the whole world.

"I thought hundreds of years have passed. A smart person like you will never be so crazy." Tong Yan said, staring at the mage's eyes.

The mage smiled slightly and said, "You have forgotten one thing, I am a real student."

Tong Yan's face became paler.

Because the underworld has no vitality.

It was also the first time in his life that he felt such a fear.