The Path Toward Heaven

"I know I'm going to die. What do you say to this nonsense? Just because I'm going to die, I want to hurry up and figure out the things that I don't understand. In addition to Liu Ci and Lian March before the death, there were also soaring years. Jingyang, you are the strongest person in the Chaotian continent for thousands of years, but you can't always beat the Snow Queen, I really can't figure it out. "

Xuanyin's ancestor looked at the big buddha sitting on the Tongtianjing and said angrily, "I know that I have fought against Qingshan. Although I was beaten so badly by that pair of brothers, I was forced to drill into the ground and hide hundreds of people. Years, but I'm still alive after all, you have to admit that I'm terrific, right? For more than a hundred years after I came out, I escorted the real person, and the opponents were also some powerful characters. Kirin is not as good as you, I was willow in Guocheng Temple Ci cut a sword ... At that time, he was not as good as you at this time, and whoever came was not as good as you. "

He covered his ears, and the muscles on the back of his hands appeared extremely hard, as if he was crushing his head as a rock, and because of this headache.

No one is like you, so I will be killed by you.

You can't beat the Snow Queen, how strong is she?

Practitioners seeking longevity and pursuing a high state of wonder are naturally curious about the highest order of life in this world.

This is Xuanyin's ancestor's biggest doubt before leaving this world.

Cao Yuan reminded again: "Don't talk anymore, if you accidentally miss a trace on both sides, you can't close again, be careful."

"What if you don't speak? Can I still be alive like this?" Xuanyin's ancestor covered his ears with both hands, suddenly thinking about something, and said with a laugh: "Speaking of Jingyang's ears, if they are too loud, You can't cut it with your sword, you can't use my method. "

Cao Yuan said: "The real person is a sword. Whether I cut it horizontally or vertically, it is difficult to cut him off."

"That ’s why it ’s hard for him to die, and he dared to wander around the world these years. When it comes to transfiguration, the real person is also very powerful, and even the way of feathering has come out."

Xuanyin's ancestor said with emotion, the black mist overflowing from the fingers was getting colder, and a light snow fell on the cliff. I don't know if it's cold, his old voice also became a little trembling: "It's a pity that we can't find Zhu Niao, the real person hasn't competed in full power, otherwise neither Jingyang nor you will be his opponent."

Cao Yuan said: "If he succeeded in feathering, he would have risen long ago, why would he stay here?"

Xuanyin's ancestors remained silent for a while, with an expression of admiration in his eyes, saying, "The real person wants to understand all this, so he will choose this way."

"Although the Taiping real people think and do evil, their heart and strength are truly amazing."

After Cao Yuan said this, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xuanyin's ancestor.

Xuanyin ancestor did not avoid.

The giant Buddha's palm is large and surrounds the ancestor's body, binding him like an iron bar.

The ancestor looked at him inexplicably and said, "I'm evil, I'm really evil, I eat people, and I eat very vigorously. Why would you let me stay here for a while?"

"But you are still human after all." Cao Yuan said, "Even if you are not a human, a dog, that is a life."

The ancestor laughed: "If I didn't know you honestly today, I would still think you were scolding me, and I'm afraid that there are more people killed under your sword than I killed. Where can you have so much extra compassion? "

"You said earlier that everything ends up being a life and death, that's right."

Cao Yuan's voice was still that thick, echoing like a bell on the East China Sea: "I kill to save my life."

"Fate ..." Xuanyin's ancestor squinted and said with emotion: "Yes, everything is fate."

His gaze drifted into the depths of the sea with the sound of a bell, and said, "That silly bird should be dead at this time too? We have been arguing for over a hundred years, and suddenly we know it's dead, but it's still a little unpleasant. It wo n’t last long, but I do n’t know if the real person knows that we are all dead. What kind of emotions will he have, will he be sad or unwilling? I think it should be the latter? After all, a real person such a great person is still old and becomes downright The loser is really sad to think. "

"You're also amazing. If I were you, what were these idle things to do? Hurry out."

The ancestor looked at Cao Yuan and said these words, then loosened his hands and closed his eyes.

A tiny spot of blood appeared on his brow.

That blood spot stretched at a speed that was visible to the naked eye and turned into a straight blood line.

The blood line passed through his forehead and chest and abdomen, dividing him in half to the extreme.

Countless black smoke erupted from the line of **** smoke.

The sky was frozen to the cold winter, and the cliffs on the side of the patio were suddenly painted with a layer of frost, and then dyed into a dark color, such as the night came. In the deep and cold night, there were still many flames. Those flames rose with the wind, flickering like a spot of light, condensed into a giant Buddha on the sea, and then disappeared in an instant.

Is this Buddha or obsession? Nobody knows.

Cao Yuan looked at the sea and said nothing. After a moment, he retracted his gaze, looked at the empty palm, and said, "You are here to rebuild the formation, and I will go and see."

The strong men of Tongyan and Guocheng Temple and Shuiyueyu were somewhat surprised and surprised.

Qingyan started in the underworld, when the exit was blocked, it would inevitably rag in the lower world.

The people of the underworld are suffering and threatened with death.

Cao Yuan said to his ancestors that life is life.

So he wants to go to the dead.

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The underworld has no sun, no bright flowers and plants, only black and white ash and the brightness of the underworld.

There are many more flames today, which illuminate the cliffs and the dim sky, bringing many ominous signs.

The sea of ​​fire was spreading everywhere, and those that spread faster were the green smoke. Those remote mountain villages and the deserted soldiers fell into the green smoke with painful expressions on their faces. More green smoke was under the control of the large array, and swept up with the strong wind, heading for somewhere, where the bottom edge of the Tongtian well.

There are two other holes in the sky of the underworld, one of which is filled with endless wind, and the other is the endless water.

The people on the ground looked at the vision in the sky. They were already scared. They knelt on the ground and prayed with their heads.

The mage stood at the highest point of the mountain, looking at the picture above his head with both hands, and ignored the subordinates who were looking for him. The light on his face flashed slightly, expressing extremely complex emotions.

Tong Yan attacked with Jing Yunzhong's attack, which caused him some injuries, but it didn't matter to the whole situation, but why did the speed of the seawater slow down significantly? The wind in the Qianli Wind Gallery is also much smaller? Why does the green smoke going to Tongtianjing seem to be blocked?

At this time, the blue smoke in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a giant Buddha fell down.

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The torrential rain was still washing Tianguangfeng, and from the distance came the collapse of the cliffs and the horror of the apes.

In addition to the dense rain in the sky, there are also pious practitioners with dignified expressions. Their sight and rain fall on the two figures on the cliff.

Taiping asked, "You should know how much heaven and earth aura you need to take off. Now that you have given the aura to Cao Yuan, do you still have the confidence to take off?"

Jing Jiu said, "If you don't even have this confidence, wouldn't it be a waste of time to practice for thousands of years?"

Taiping said, "Yes, for you and my brother, it is not difficult to ascend."

These conversations suppressed the thunderous thunder, and passed it clearly to the ears of the strong practitioners and Aoyama disciples of various factions.

Ascension is just idle? Everyone was shocked and speechless, wondering how confident or narcissistic it was.

But no one is unconvinced. Real people in Taiping and Jingyang are indeed qualified to speak such words. If this pair of brothers and sisters turned into enmity because of different ideas or other reasons, there would be no other family's voice in the practice field for hundreds of years.

Jing Jiu said: "I always thought you should have left ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Taiping real person said:" I said before that unless everyone is ascended, I will not let anyone leave this world, including myself. "

Jing Jiu said, "Don't try to touch yourself, this is ridiculous, because you are just an ignorant person who is worried about the sky falling."

Taiping's real voice was a little deeper and said, "Ignorant?"

Jing Jiu said: "You think the sky may fall, you are worried, you ca n’t sleep at night, and you do n’t even taste hot pot. You always want to solve this problem, but you forget to live before the sky falls."

Taiping raised his eyebrows and said, "You who eat hot pot can only eat white soup and blanch two vegetables are qualified to tell me to live?"

Suddenly Zhuoru sounded in the rain.

He looked at the real Taiping on the cliff and said, "Master, I support you in this matter. The real person in charge is really the most boring person in the world, but ... since you have already lost, when do you admit it? Ah? It ’s raining heavily! Defeng is going to be buried by snow over there! Bihu Peak is almost flooded! "