The Path Toward Heaven

Tong Yan said to the Master that the real person in Taiping had underestimated a person. At that time, the Master thought he was talking about Jingyang, but in fact he was talking about Dao Sheng Cao Yuan.

Like most mortals and practitioners in the Chaotian continent, when the world is facing destruction, they will always remember the name as soon as possible.

No matter how high the realms of Jingyang and Tanbai are, they are all invisible.

Cao Yuan is different. He is the descendant of Guocheng Temple, who has been in the world for many years. He has used the wind knife to teach evil demons and resist the snow country.

The wind and snow in Gudao Town, guarding the human race, is powerful and fearless that everyone can see.

But not many people have seen his true appearance. He has been in that little temple, and when he leaves the temple, he goes to the snowfield to fight the queen, but several times, he has failed miserably.

Those who crossed the threshold and entered the small temple could only hear his voice, see the golden Buddha, but did not know where he was.

Today the clouds burst, the sky light fell on the sea, the waves moved silently, and fell towards the ground, the beasts uttered a mournful and relieved cheer, jumped out of the transparent water wall, and went towards the giant Buddha in the large vortex ... It turns out that the golden Buddha in the small temple is Cao Yuan himself!

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Guocheng Temple practices Buddha, Baotong Temple and Shuiyueyu also worship Buddha, but there is no Buddha in this world.

Cao Yuan has the world in his heart, and he is incomparable, so he is a Buddha.

When Cao Yuan held the iron knife, pointing at the snowy field to the north or the endless sea surface like a giant wall, the Buddha became the saint.

It's not that Saint is stronger than Buddha, it's just that he can fight more.

The clouds suddenly dispersed, the rainstorm was gradually resting, and only a few water drops were still falling.

Countless blue arcs lingered around Cao Yuan's body, gradually disappearing.

In the higher sky, Yin Feng waved his wings, fanned away those annoying arcs, and looked at the Buddha in the large vortex below, with a startled expression in his eyes.

This man fought the Queen of the Snow Country and was seriously injured and unable to leave the small temple. When was it all right? And how does it feel stronger than rumored? Even if he is strong, how can he travel tens of thousands of miles in such a short time to reach the depths of the sea from Baicheng?

In normal times, watching Cao Yuan appear, Yin Feng must turn without hesitation and leave, relying on her body style and speed, the farther away from the other, the better.

Different today, it must stay here to preside over the killing team. The more important reason is that since it is the main player in the killing team, it has the confidence to defeat the opponent.

Even if the other party claims to be the strongest man in the Chaotian continent, in the face of this large array that can change the passage between heaven and earth, there is only a demise.

The wind howled, the mottled feathers were chaotic with the wind, blooming like countless wildflowers, and a silent howling emerged from the beak of the Yin and Feng, uploading to the sea.

Those beasts who have been imprinted by the real people of Taiping in the depths of their souls have been unable to resist the order, drawing countless white lines on the sea, and speeding towards the large vortex. The azure waters have been cut out of countless deep gullies, and the backs of those monsters like mountains can be seen faintly.

In the sea around the large vortex, like a giant transparent wall, monsters leap out of the air, and in the sound of thundering water, they swept away towards the middle of the large vortex.

The water fell like a waterfall, towards the bottom of the deep and somewhere. Hundreds of huge reefs were suspended in the air, bearing the impact of the seawater. Even a little further away, it seemed to be rainstorm.

Cao Yuan stood on a suspended reef.

The sea washed his scarred face, just like rain washed the broken Buddha statue.

He looked at the monsters from all sides, squinting his eyes slightly, not serious, but added some joy.

Compared with those monsters with huge bodies, the huge Buddha body seems a bit small, and it will be drowned when you look at it.

Only a soft sound was heard, and an extremely bright knife light illuminated the bottom of the large vortex, illuminated the seawater that fell from the sky, and even shone deep into the sea, showing more huge black shadows.

Dozens of desperate and painful groaning and dull buzzing rang out, but they surpassed the roar of the seawater in a short time.

Numerous straight cracks appeared on the smooth skin of those beasts, which were as hard as steel. Numerous blood shot out from those cracks.

The seawater was instantly dyed red, and those monsters turned into pieces of meat, spread out and fell towards the abyss.

More monsters came around the Great Vortex, and by the force of the current, they broke through the waterfall-like seawater and continued to rush towards Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan was a little tired. He sat down on the suspended reef and waved his hand.

The iron knife emerged from the air, with a loud bang, and chopped down at the monsters that kept falling like flying stones.

The rumbling sounds sounded like thunder from a high altitude, and sounded like hundreds of feet of sea water crashing down the reef, but in fact it was the sound of snow mountain collapse.

Xue Liang's knife light traveled around the great vortex at an unimaginable speed, and gradually condensed into a white light band, looking like a blizzard.

Those monsters have amazing powers and even have supernatural powers. It is difficult for the strong to break the sea to kill alone, but none of them can cross the sword light.

From time to time, the tragic sound of monsters sounded in the bang, and the sea water was constantly red.

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The seawater was red with blood, and it was faded by more seawater instantly, and turned into blue and clear, and then red again.

The death in the great vortex has not stopped. I don't know how many monsters died under the iron knife. The monster remains that fell towards the abyss are as heavy as rain, and even people doubt whether it will block the heaven and earth passage.

The water is constantly flowing and it is the most spectacular waterfall in the world.

Today Cao Yuan killed countless monsters, even more than Liu Qi killed the monsters in the muddy water that night.

The monster keeps breaking out of the sea and keeps dying.

Those smelly blood stained the red seawater, which also stained Cao Yuan's body.

There was no compassion on his face, no sacredness on his body, but a silent kill, just like in the snowfield these years.

The sea water fell between the reef and the cliff at the bottom of the large vortex, and shattered into numerous foams, just like the snow on the snowfield.

I don't know how long it took, and finally no monsters jumped out from the transparent giant wall, and death stopped temporarily.

The clouds in the sky gather again, the sky is no longer there, the rainstorm is falling, the sea water is booming, and the blood is gradually fading.

Cao Yuan sat on the suspended reef, his eyes were calm and his expression was indifferent, just like seeing the real Buddha who broke the world.

"Do you think this is all right?"

Yin Feng's cold voice fell from high altitude: "It is said that the underworld controls the monsters to chaos the continent. Who knows that this is a real blinding eye? He began to send these monsters to the ground hundreds of years ago to help them deep in the sea. Multiplication, today's quantity is unimaginable, how many more knives can you still make? Hundreds? Thousands or tens of thousands? Not to mention, the more you kill, the more blood sacrifice, and the stronger the killing force, even if you It's Cao Yuan, how long can it last? "

Cao Yuan looked over the Great Vortex. Countless blood droplets gradually appeared, forming countless lines, forming an extremely complex and evil and terrible array. This is the sky-threatening array that the blood demon cult couldn't pose in the past?

"You are the strongest person in the world, and it is worth dying because of those mortals?"

Yin Feng and regretful and malicious voice echoed between the sky and the sea.

More than a dozen high-level monsters broke through the seawater waterfall, and flung towards the suspended reef with strong coercion.

Cao Yuan raised his right hand.

The iron knife flew back.

He held the iron knife and inserted in front of it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The reef broke suddenly, and blasted around with a circle of air waves.

The monsters turned into flesh again and fell to the abyss with blood rain.

"It's not a question of worth or not, it's my question."

Cao Yuan is covered with blood, like a blood Buddha.

Many of those blood were monsters, and there was also his own blood.

Even though he is the world's invincible Sword Saint Cao Yuan, coming here from Baicheng has also paid an unimaginable price.

This is something Jiu Jiu can't do.

"You're a bird, naturally you don't understand. I mean I'm the only one like this, otherwise I'll die."

Cao Yuan's voice echoed between the sky and the sea.

Like a bell.