The Path Toward Heaven

This old monk who can hurt the unicorn **** beast is naturally the ancestor of Xuanyin who has listened to it for many years in Guocheng Temple.

Listening to Zhuo Rusui's words, the ancestor was not angry, just a little emotion.

If you let the Yushu be in the wind then, you will not see the sun for four hundred years in the ground. After all, it will become his ghost like now.

Anyway, how you dominated the world at that time, is about to unify the evil way, was caught by the Qingshan Sect, and will eventually become a dog.

The evil doctrine that commanded the heroes and did not dare to obey, had been far away from the earth for too long. Four hundred years later, he reappeared in the world, but none of them could recognize him.

But he is the ancestor of Xuanyin after all.

In these years, he behaved like a well-behaved old dog beside Yin San, but that was not true after all.

When he reappears in the world, people may not recognize him, but this world will always recognize him.

Howling winds roared between the courtyards.

His Holiness the Flame Guardian settled downwards, intending to suppress him, but he could only blow his thin hair, and could not move him at all.

He stood in the sky above the quiet garden, like a real demon.

Uh ...

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In fact, at least one person in Jingyuan knew Xuanyin's ancestor.

"Xuan Yinzi?"

Kusui Jiu was a little surprised. He thought that what appeared today was the guy who lived with a turtle shell on his back.

At the deepest part of those long memories, he remembered that there was something wrong with that guy's relationship with his brother.

When I heard Jing Jiu's words, the cross-sea monk and Dachang monk suddenly changed color, but Yi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun only met after they met him, their faces pale.

Wu Zhuoru stared at the old monk at the age, shocked to think that it was this one, so it seemed that he was not mistaken!

腊 Zhao Layue had been standing in front of Jing Jiu, and Firth sword was hanging on the side.

Sakurai took a lightning shot, grabbed her belt, Jian Yuan rose sharply, turned into an unimaginable force, and threw her out of the guard hill array.

I don't know why. Today's Open Flame Lord Hushanzhen is a bit weird. The barrier to the enemy from outside is still meticulous, but it does not prevent the people in the array from leaving.

Zhao Zhaoyue turned into a line and landed in the woods next to a certain hall.

Listening to the movement in the woods, watching the picture in Jingyuan, the eyes of the white cat's strange eyes narrowed again, trying to sneak away.

Kusui Jiu is really dangerous.

However, the palm fell again between its necks, and this time his palm was slightly harder.

"I said, just go to the theater today."

Xu Yinsan looked at Jingyuan direction and said calmly.

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Uh ...

Wu Xuanyin's ancestors fell towards Jingyuan, and the guardian of the open flames followed.

The wind and wind in the Jingjing Garden were so strong that the monk and the cross-sea monk looked dignified and stood in front of Jing Jiu.

Zhuolu Guogong, Ji Yiyun and Bai Qianjun could not stand at all, and flew out obliquely. Zhuo Rusui was holding the small stone tower in the middle of the courtyard, just like a small animal holding a tree in the flood. He would not let go of his death. No matter how the sand and stone lost their eyes, they opened their eyes desperately and watched the falling one Figure.

The right palm of the monk Taizhang broke into the air and greeted the ancestor of Xuanyin.

The 明火 护 者 护 山 阵 gave birth to induction, then accelerated and fell, pinching Xuanyin ancestors up and down.

Wu Xuanyin's ancestor was expressionless, wielding his sleeves lightly, I don't know what means he used, and the Buddha's magical power in the guardian array of the Minghuo was actually taken away by him!

枯 A skinny palm came out of his sleeve, and slaps on the ground of Jingyuan Garden with unimaginable coercion and profound meditation.

The great monk snorted, vomited blood and retreated, and fell to the ground. As a former **** emperor, he has practiced meditation in Guocheng Temple for three hundred years. It can be said that he has deep dharma. Who knows how to stop the palm wind of Xuanyin's palm. What's more terrible is that Xuanyin's ancestor actually It seems that the understanding of Zen practice is still above him!

The dudu sea monk had a dignified expression, only to understand why the Hushan array operated so strangely today.

That thin palm covered the whole Jingyuan.

的 The coercion from the top things in the top of the sky cannot be resisted or avoided.

Kusui Jiu's face was pale and his eyes remained clear.

He Duhai didn't hesitate and stopped in front of him. If this talented disciple cultivated by the Qingshan ancestors died at Guocheng Temple, how would he explain to Liu Ci in the future and to Zen?

He is the chief of the law hall of Guocheng Temple. The realm is deep, far above the monk. He believes that he can stop for a moment and let Jing Jiu escape.

He looked at the giant palm that fell from the sky, his face was full of determination, and he was ready to sacrifice himself.

Suddenly someone stood in front of him.

The dudu sea monk was surprised. Zhao Layue had been thrown away by Jing Jiu, Lu Guogong, Bai Qianjun, and Ji Yiyun had been shaken out of Jingyuan by the earthquake. The monk was severely injured and fell to the ground. Zhuo Rusui was holding on to the small stone tower. Where did this person come from?

Looking at the blue official uniform worn by the man in front of him, the cross-monk suddenly remembered that there was also a middle-aged official who accompanied Lu Guogong to enter the Jingyuan Festival Tower today.

官员 The official was so ordinary that he didn't say anything from beginning to end.

He thought that this person had passed out long ago, but he didn't expect that this person had stayed to the present, and still stood in front of himself!

I can walk freely under the coercion of the heavenly things. Of course, it cannot be an ordinary person. I think it should be a worshipper in the court, but ...

Even if you are Jinming City, how can you stop this demon?

The linguist monk reached out to pull the officer back, but it was too late.

官员 The official slammed into the sky.

His palms are a bit wide and seem very gentle. Unlike the hands that are used to holding swords, he should not have done any hard work, but there are cocoon marks on the edges of his fingers. Compared to Xuanyin's ancestor's skinny and scary palms, his palms seemed so weak.

But everything changed in the next moment.

The body of the official suddenly became tall, as if an old farmer standing by the field overlooking the straw, as if he was a senior official of Qingtian Division who was standing in Feiyu overlooking the earth.

An extremely majestic breath emanated from the body of the official, pure and pure.

This majesty is not official authority, but ... imperial!

A dark red invisible flame emerged from the edge of the official's palm, and then quickly turned into two flying wings, flying towards the sky, and severely bombarded the palm of Xuanyin's ancestor!

Wu Xuanyin's ancestors carried countless black lotus fires in the palm of his hand and met the two fire wings in front of each other, making countless burning sounds.

Two fire wings and numerous lotus fires disappeared into the air at the same time.

The two palms finally met.

No matter how perfect the control of power is, it cannot prevent the power from leaking into the heavens and the earth, because it is beyond power and has entered the category of magical powers.

A loud noise! The broken rain eaves and the house of Jingyuan were completely flattened, and no dust could fly up, but the sight became clear and clear.

The terrifying air waves swept away in all directions, destroying all the buildings along the way, steaming the water in the pond, and burning away all the dried lotus leaves.

Until hundreds of feet away, this air wave was blocked by the mountain guard, rolled back, and raged again.

The power of two palms turned out to be terrible. Who is that official?

"God Emperor!"

Wu Xuanyin's ancestor looked at the official with a shocked expression on his face.

Yeah, this official who came to the pagoda with the deer of the kingdom of deer is His Majesty the Emperor of the Present Age!

No one thought that the **** emperor who was supposed to deal with state affairs in Chaoge City came to Guocheng Temple quietly.

He misses his father, so he wants to sit in front of the soul bone tower in Jingyuan, but he is worried about being known by the world, so he hides his identity?

Of course it cannot be that simple!

Is it true that the real person's bureau has been seen through?

Wu Xuanyin's ancestor glanced at Jing Jiuyi with Yu Guang, giving birth to a dangerous feeling.

Like the previous Kirin feeling.

He was a little puzzled. The realm of the contemporary emperor is naturally profound, but what fears do he have, why are the warning signs in his heart becoming clearer?

He is determined not to stay anymore, even if he is accountable afterwards, he must leave immediately.

The God Emperor took the palm and returned without forcing him to leave it.

Wu Xuanyin's ancestor turned and flew to the sky, suddenly feeling something wrong, and looked back at the ground.

The Jingjing Garden has been turned into ruins. Only the small stone tower with the ashes of the emperor was special because of its special material and rune blessing, so it was still intact.

Wu Zhuoru held the small stone tower and looked up at the sky.

The ground was getting farther and farther, Xuanyin's ancestor could not see his eyes clearly, but his eyes were still touching.

He didn't care about this Qingshan disciple, even if it was said that this man's talent was different, it didn't make any sense to him. Until then, he finally found out the problem, and he was alert to the death, so he gathered the magic to suppress it.

Wu Zhuoru held the stone tower and looked at the little black spot in the sky with bloodshot eyes.

Starting from looking towards the ancestor of Xuanyin, he never looked away and never blinked.

He received the full coercion of his ancestor, and he could no longer support it. He groaned and fell to the ground, his right hand spread out, revealing a crushed sword charm.

Suddenly there was a small sword in the sky.

Xi Xuanyin's ancestors were furious and yelled, "Shameless Qingshan!"

A sword light burst into the air, the breath was powerful and unimaginable, and with a more powerful meaning, even he could not avoid it, and directly penetrated his chest!

Uh ...

Uh ...

The winter sky shone on the peak of the sky.

Wu Yuangui closed his eyes and slept silently. The stone monument on the turtle's shell was silent, and Cheng Tianjian inserted in the stone steered a longer and longer shadow.

Tamarix is ​​sitting on the cliff by the knees with her eyes closed, her sword lingering around her body. The sword has accumulated for three days, which is the highest moment.

Before Zhuo Zhuoru left Qingshan, he once commanded a word here very seriously.

"Go to Guocheng Temple this time, you should go when you should. Do n’t read it wrong or miss it."

I felt the news from a distance, Liu Ci opened his eyes, thinking that this villain had done nothing wrong.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of anger flashed in his silent eyes, and said, "It's Xuan Yinzi ... Go!"

Where the words fall, a strong wind rises at the peak of Tianguang Peak.

Wu Yuangui slowly opened his eyes again after many years.

The shadow on the stone stele has disappeared.

At the same time, there are those clouds and mists that surround Yunxing Peak and disappear all year round.

Those black, steep, sword-shaped cliff stones appear in the sun and in people's sight.

The elders and disciples in Wu Jiufeng were shocked and speechless. UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't know what happened.

The red leaves are like fire in the last peak of God, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu walked out of the cave and came to the edge of the cliff to look at Yunxing Peak.

The two of them felt the strong sword meaning from that place, shocked and thought, this is what Jianfeng really looks like.

"What happened?" Yuan Qu said a little uneasily.

"I didn't see it."

Gu Guqing shook his head, suddenly suddenly worried about Master.

Sui Jianfeng suddenly appeared, it should be what happened to the Chaotian continent.

In theory, as Jiu Jiu's current status, it should have nothing to do with him, but Gu Qing just felt wrong.

Tianguang Peak.

Tamarix was sitting cross-legged on the cliff, looking at the direction of Guocheng Temple, silent for a long time.

"Dare you even use a demon like Xuan Yinzi, Master, what exactly is Qingshan in your heart?"

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(Suddenly, Lord Liu Ci should sing a song to Zhuo Rusui at this time. You are my eyes ... In addition, I have always wanted to write the fairy sword in the avenue as a missile. Like today's strike, it is obviously ground laser guidance. (Ha ha ha ha ha, there are even cooler in the future, the next volume will appear, thinking about it will be happy.)

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