The Path Toward Heaven

118 years ago, the ice peak in the north of the mainland shook uneasily until it reached the edge of the snowfield.

Dao Sheng Cao Yuan and Zenzi looked at the small temple in Baicheng for a long time and confirmed that they were small.

So Zenzi went.

The scripture is full of sky, and the light mirror obscures the sun, and the snow dust disappears. I wonder if it returned to the snow field or died.

A few days later, Tong Yan, who had taken Qing Tianjian from the Zhongzhou faction, was besieged by Xuan Yin Sect. Jing Jiu passed by "just right" and took him to the edge of Lengshan, but was trapped by Wang Xiaoming's strong sun.

The sky was full of flames, the waves were melting, and Xue Ji stood up from the snow on the other side of the mountain.

She extinguished the mysterious fire of the sky, seized the universe front, stopped Jing Jiu's way, and then suddenly fell into a lethargy.

Jing Jiu took her to the Three Thousand Yuan Yuan, piled up mountain-like cotton padded jackets in the round window zen room, and set up several array methods, so that the original city was not flooded with snow.

After Xueji woke up, he was taken to Qingshan.

There are no people in the group, and Liu Ci and Yuan Riding Whale both avoid it far away.

Xue Ji was tricked into sword prison by him, and locked in the cell that had been frozen for thousands of miles.

Except for him and Liu Ci and Yuan Riding Whale, everyone thought that Xue Ji was the daughter of the Snow Queen.

Including some traces after the fact, the Taiping real people and the Zhongzhou faction who guessed the matter thought that this was the whole truth of the matter.

Only Jiu Ji knew from the beginning that this was not the case.

Xueji is the queen.

If he didn't say it, he knew he didn't know it.

Xueji didn't say anything when he saw him, so he thought he didn't know.

It was not until 118 years later that she revealed her true identity.

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The white-bladed fairy said that he was the strongest being in the sky and underground, and had no opponent.

Jing Jiu's sentence meant that she was wrong.

The strongest being in this world has never been a human race practitioner, including him who once soared, but the Queen of the Snow Country.

Countless sights fell on Xue Ji's short figure, full of panic and fear.

No matter which sect's practitioners are, they subconsciously avoid in the night sky and on the floating clouds towards further distances.

The hard and tight black cliffs on the ground are covered with snow and ice, just like the northern snowfield.

Xue Ji stood on the snow, ignored the practitioners, looked at the white blade in the night sky, her eyes indifferent and indifferent.

She is petite and cute, yet exudes a unimaginably powerful breath.

She stood on the ground, like the little snowman piled up by the urchins at the street, but suppressed the momentum of the white blade in the sky.

It's like a king overlooking his people on the gate.

It's like a guru is watching Liu Yun.

It's like a saint watching the world.

No, these descriptions are not accurate.

She is heaven and earth itself, with a sense of stability and height that is hard to shake.

With her eyes, countless thin snowflakes burst into the sky and rolled towards the white blade in the night sky.

Looking at the scene, the banquet was shocked. I wondered if ... this is the snow-flow sword technique?

In fact, Shangdefeng has never seen such a strong snow-flow sword, and Yuanqi Whale can't even do it again.

The snowflakes in the trickle are even more terrifying than the deepest cold pulse in the ground.

Dozens of golden highlights fell from the fingers of the white blade, like sand, distributed evenly around her body like stars, blocking the snow flow from the ground.

There are crumbling stones everywhere in the peaks of the Qingshan Mountains, some of which have been rolled up to extreme heights. At this time, they have fallen and passed through the area where the golden light and snow flow oppose. Without any sound, they dissolve into catkins. Crushed.

The practitioners present were unable to participate in this level of battle, and could only watch with awe like those stones, waiting silently and nervously for the final result.

"I did care about it before," Bai Blade said calmly, looking at Xue Ji. "But now that I know you are big, naturally I won't have any contempt."

Xueji remained silent, but the chill emanating from her petite body was getting scarier.

In the night sky, there are no stars, but there is no dark cloud, but a snowstorm suddenly falls. In a very short time, it covers the peaks of the green mountains.

Seeing the countless snow currents in the night sky, she had to condense the white blade on the spot.

Dozens of extremely fine golden lights appeared in the night sky, then faded away, and finally condensed into dozens of golden particles around her.

Xueji looked at her again, and those cold winds mixed with ice crystals and snowflakes swept away.

"I am a fairy, even if you are the highest life in Chaotian Continent, how can you take me?"

The misty fairy sound echoed between the peaks of the green mountains.

The deep chill followed, like a large pen smearing in the night sky.

The stars seemed to be frozen, but they had no effect on Baidao.

The snow on the top of Tianguang Peak is getting deeper and deeper. Even the deep spiritual masters cannot bear the chill between the heavens and the earth, their faces pale, and they groan in pain.

Bai Blade came to the night sky at the peak of Tianguang and said to Jing Jiu, "Is this your ridiculous plan?"

She is a fairy who moves freely between heaven and earth.

Even though Xue Ji has the terrifying power from the heavens and the earth, there is no way to take her. Those indiscriminate attacks are difficult to hurt her and can only destroy the world.

"You're wrong again."

Jing Jiu stood in the snow and looked at her and said, "Since I think you might come back, naturally I must be prepared to kill you."

The people who heard this sentence were very puzzled. They thought that if you were a real Jingyang who had soared in the past, or if you could still intervene in this level of battle, what can you do now? Countless sights passed through the horrible snowstorm and fell on Jing Jiu's body, watching him raise his right hand.

At this time, the corpse dog slowly took a step back in the sea of ​​clouds.

Countless snow fell from its body, smashing the sea of ​​clouds into countless holes, and the picture between the peaks can be seen vaguely.

The peaks are all snowy. Only a few places retain the green color, and a stream flows slowly through the blue canyon.

There are many buildings beside that stream, which are the sword wash pavilions where the newly-disciplined Qingshan disciples are studying. On the cliff opposite, there are cave houses and small courtyards built against the mountains. They are homes for young disciples, and there are many dense forests. It was once the newly opened home of the gods and apes.

Usually under the sun's rays, Xijianxi looked like a golden whip quietly resting among the mountains.

Today it looks like a silver whip under the starry sky.

Whether it is a gold or silver whip, it is a whip.

Jing Jiu's right hand reached into the snow, as if to hold something.

Xijianxi suddenly began to accelerate, and the thin ice on the water was broken, as if it were about to rise from the ground.

The silent ape sounded for a long time, extremely chaotic and sharp, very nervous, a little excited, and even with a barbaric sense of bloodthirsty.

At the end of Xijian Creek is Daoya Cliff, which is the site of Chengjian Conference. Dozens of boulder are hanging on the waterfall.

Suddenly, the boulder floated away from the water and gradually closed together to form a long cobblestone. The cracks on the surface looked like deer skin patched together.

If at this time the giant from a different continent came to Qingshan from the Great Vortex, this long cobblestone would look like a very good handle to him.

Jing Jiu's right hand in the snow suddenly clenched, as if lifting up with a very heavy force.

In the roar, Xijianxi left the canyon!

The winding stream turned into a transparent stream, drifting towards the night sky, under the shining of the starlight, there was a silvery luster, like a silver whip across the sky!

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When Jing Jiu's hand was stretched towards the snow, the white-bladed fairy realized the problem ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, an unexpected expression appeared in his eyes.

She disappeared from the night sky, broke through the sky and snow, and instantly went thousands of miles away!

She continued to walk away, and came to Nanhe Prefecture in a few breaths. The turbid water slowly flowed between the earth, and there were signs of freezing.

Xueji's influence on the world is too horrible, and her physical style is even more incredible.

It is indeed a true fairy. Whether it is Jing Jiu's Nether Fairy Sword, the dead dog walking on the cloud, or any other flying sword cannot be faster than her.

She turned to look at Qingshan, thinking that the Snow Queen was indeed a trouble. Could she give up temporarily tonight?

Suddenly, she looked towards the higher night sky, her eyes changed slightly.

The starry sky was suddenly dark, and a huge silver whip fell from the realm!

A crackling sound!

The silver whip disregarded her immortal body method at all, ignoring those dozens of golden light spots with immortal meaning, and hit her ankle with great accuracy.