The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 155: Like Sui’s sight, Green Mountain Sword

　　 This old monk who can hurt unicorns and beasts is naturally the Xuanyin ancestor who has been listening to scriptures in Guocheng Temple for many years.

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

　　 Whatever you did in the past, the tree facing the wind, without seeing the sky under the ground for four hundred years, will eventually become like him now.

　　How do you run wild in the past, you are about to dominate the evil way, you are stared at by the Green Mountain Sect, and you will eventually become a dog.

　　 The evil giant, who commanded the evil Dao heroes and dare not to follow, has been far away from the world for too long. Four hundred years later, he reappeared in the world, and no one can recognize him.

　　 But he is the ancestor of Xuanyin after all.

　　 These years, he has acted like a well-behaved old dog beside Yin San, but that is not true after all.

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

　　The gust of wind roared between the courtyards.

　　Venerable Fire Flame descended to protect the mountain array, intending to suppress him, but he could only blow his thin hair, and couldn't move him at all.

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

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

　　"Xuanyinzi?"

　　Jing Jiu was a little surprised. He thought it was the guy who appeared today with a turtle shell on his back.

　　In the deepest part of those long-term memories, he remembered that there was something wrong with the relationship between that guy and the senior.

　　 Upon hearing Jing Jiu's words, the monk crossing the sea and the Great Chang monk suddenly changed their colors, but Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun were startled to react, their faces pale.

　　 Zhuo Rusui stared at the old monk, and was shocked to think that it was this one, so it seemed that he was right!

　　 Zhao Layue had already stood in front of Jing Jiu, and Fusijian was hanging quietly to the side.

　　 Jing Jiu shot like lightning, grabbed her belt, Jian Yuan rose sharply, turned into an unimaginable force, and threw her out of the mountain guard formation.

　　I don’t know why, today’s Venerable Open Fire Protecting the Mountain Formation is a bit weird, and the barriers to the outside world are still tight, but it does not prevent the people in the formation from leaving.

　　 Zhao Layue turned into a line and landed in the woods beside a certain temple.

　　 Listening to the movement in the woods and looking at the scene in the quiet garden, the white cat's eye pupils diminished again and wanted to leave secretly.

　　 Jing Jiu is really dangerous.

　　 But the palm fell on its neck again, and this time his palm was slightly hard.

　　 "I said, it would be nice to watch the show today."

　　 Yin San looked at Jing Yuan's direction, and said calmly.

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　　 The ancestor Xuanyin descended toward the Jingyuan, and the ancestor of the mountain guard descended.

　　 There was a strong wind in the Quiet Garden, and the Great Chang Monk and the Monk Duhai stood in front of Jing Jiu with solemn expressions.

　　 Lu Guogong, Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun couldn't stand firm at all, and flew out diagonally. Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone tower in the middle of the courtyard, just like a small animal holding a tree in a flood. He refused to let go of his hand. No matter how blinded the sand or stone, he also desperately opened his eyes, watching the high-speed falling. Figure.

　　 The great monk pierced through the air with his right palm, welcoming the ancestor Xuanyin.

　　Venerable Minghuo, the mountain guarding array had a sense, and then accelerated and fell, pinching the ancestor Xuanyin up and down.

　　 The ancestor Xuanyin was expressionless and flicked his sleeves lightly. He didn't know what method he used. He actually snatched the magical powers in the mountain guarding formation of Venerable Open Fire!

　　 A skinny palm came out of the sleeve, with unimaginable pressure and profound meditation, and patted the ground of Jingyuan.

　　 The Great Monk snorted, vomited blood and backed, and fell to the ground. As a former confidant of the emperor, he has practiced meditation in Guocheng Temple for three hundred years. It can be said that the Dharma is deep. It seems that the understanding of Zen techniques is still better than him!

　　The monk crossing the sea has a solemn expression, only to know why the mountain guard formation is operating so strange today.

　　 The thin palm covered the entire Jingyuan.

　　 The coercion from the great things at the peak of the sky cannot be resisted or avoided at all.

　　 Jing Jiu's face is pale, and his eyes are still clear.

　　The monk crossing the sea did not hesitate, and stopped in front of him. If this genius disciple cultivated by the Qingshan Sect was allowed to die in Guocheng Temple, how would he confess to Liu Cizheng, and how would he confess to Zen?

　　He is the chief of the Law Hall of Guocheng Temple. He has a natural and profound realm, far above the Great Monk. He believes that he can block a moment and let Jing Jiu escape.

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

　　 suddenly someone stood in front of him.

　　The monk crossing the sea was surprised. Zhao Layue had been thrown away by Jing Jiu, Lu Guogong, Bai Qianjun, and Xi Yiyun had been shaken out of the Jingyuan. The Great Monk was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Zhuo Rusui was holding the small stone tower and struggling to support it. Who else is in the Jingyuan? Where did this person come from?

　　 Looking at the cyan official uniform worn by the man in front of him, the monk crossing the sea suddenly remembered that today there was a middle-aged official who entered the Jingyuan Pagoda with the deer's father.

　　 The official was very ordinary, and he didn't say anything from beginning to end.

　　 He also thought that this person had fainted a long time ago, but he didn't expect this person to stay until now, and he was standing in front of him!

　　 can walk freely under the coercion of the great things in the sky, of course it cannot be an ordinary person, I think it should be someone in the imperial court who worships the strong, but...

　　Even if you are Jinmingcheng, how can you stop this demon?

　　 The monk crossing the sea stretched out his hand to bring the official back, but it was too late.

　　 The official slapped a palm at the sky.

　　His palm is a bit wide, and it looks very gentle. It doesn't look like a hand that is accustomed to holding a sword, and he probably hasn't done any coolies. It's just that there are cocoon marks on the edges of a few fingers. It seems that he holds more pens. Compared with the skinny and terrifying palm of the ancestor Xuan Yin, his palm looked so weak and small.

　　 But everything changed in the next moment.

　　 The body of the official suddenly became taller, like an old farmer standing on the bank of the field and looking down on the straw, and like a senior official of the Qingtian Division standing in a flying wing overlooking the earth.

　　 An extremely majestic aura radiated from the official's body, as if it were pure substance.

　　 This kind of majesty is not official prestige, but... imperial spirit!

　　 A bright red invisible flame emerged from the edge of the official's palm, and then quickly turned into two flying wings, flew toward the sky, and hit the palm of the ancestor Xuanyin fiercely!

　　 Ancestor Xuanyin carried countless black lotus fires in his palms, and met the two fire wings frontally, making countless burning sounds.

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

　　The two palms finally meet.

　　 No matter how perfect the control of power is, it cannot prevent the power from leaking into the world, because this has exceeded power and has entered the category of supernatural powers.

　　 There was a loud bang! The broken rain eaves and houses in Jingyuan were all rolled down, and no dust could fly up, but the sight became extremely clear.

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

　　 It wasn't until a few hundred feet away that the wave of air was blocked by the mountain protection formation, rolled back, and raged again.

　　 The power of two palms is so terrifying, who is that official?

　　"God Emperor!"

　　 The ancestor Xuanyin looked at the official with shocked emotions on his face.

　　Yes, the official who came to worship the tower with Lord Deer is the contemporary God Emperor!

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

　　 He missed his father, so he wanted to sit in front of the spirit bone pagoda in Jingyuan, but he was worried about being known by the world, so he hid his identity?

　　Of course it can’t be that simple!

　　 Has the real game been seen through?

　　 The ancestor Xuanyin glanced at Jing Jiu with his left light, feeling dangerous.

　　 is just like the previous unicorn’s feeling.

　　He is a little puzzled. The realm of the contemporary **** emperor is naturally profound, but what is his fear? Why is the warning in his heart becoming clearer and clearer?

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

　　The Emperor took his palm and returned, without forcibly leaving him.

　　 The ancestor Xuan Yin turned and flew to the sky, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and looking back at the ground.

　　 Jingyuan has become ruins, only the small stone tower with the ashes of the first emperor is still intact because of its special material and rune blessing.

　　 Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone tower and looked up at the sky.

　　The ground is getting farther and farther, the ancestor Xuanyin can't see his eyes clearly, but his eyes are still in contact.

　　 He didn't care about this Qingshan disciple. Even if the rumors said that this person was talented, it didn't make any sense to him. It wasn't until this time that he finally discovered the problem, warned him, and drove his magic skills to suppress him.

　　 Zhuo Ru Sui held the stone tower and looked at the small black spot in the sky with bloodshot eyes.

　　 From looking at the ancestor Xuanyin, he never looked away, and his eyes never blinked once.

　　 After receiving the full pressure of the ancestor, he could no longer support it. He snorted and fell directly to the ground. His right hand spread out, revealing a broken sword charm.

　　 A faint sword intent suddenly appeared in the sky.

　　Xuanyin ancestor was frightened and yelled: "Shameless Qingshan!"

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

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　　The winter sun shines on the top of the sky.

　　 Yuangui closed his eyes and fell asleep silently, the stone stele on the turtle shell was silent, and the Chengtian sword inserted in the stele dragged out longer and longer shadows.

　　The real man Liu Ci sits cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with his eyes closed, the sword intent lingering around his body, the sword power has been accumulated for three days, which is the peak moment.

　　 Before Zhuo Rusui left Qingshan, he once gave a word here very seriously.

　　 "This time I go to Guocheng Temple, you have to see it when it's time to see it, don't make a mistake, don't miss it."

　　 Feeling the news coming from afar, Liu Ci opened his eyes, thinking that this bad guy finally did nothing wrong.

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

At the place where 　　's voice fell, a strong wind blew up on Tianguang Peak.

　　 Yuangui slowly opened his eyes again after many years.

　　 The shadow on the stele has disappeared without a trace.

　　 At the same time, those clouds and mists that have shrouded the Yunxing Peak and will not dissipate all year round disappear in an instant.

　　 Those black, steep, sword-inspiring cliff rocks just appeared in the sunlight and in people's sight.

　　 The elders and disciples in Jiufeng were shocked and speechless~IndoMTL.com~ I don't know what happened.

　　The red leaves in the Shenmo Peak are like fire. Gu Qing and Yuanqu walked out of the cave and came to the edge of the cliff to look towards Yunxing Peak.

　　, the two felt the strong sword intent coming from there, and they were shocked to think that this is what Jianfeng really looks like.

　　 "What happened?" Yuanqu said with some anxiety.

　　 "I didn't see it."

　　 Gu Qing shook his head, suddenly worried about Master.

　　 Jianfeng suddenly appeared, it should be something major happening in Chaotian Continent.

　　 Logically speaking, with Jing Jiu's current status, it should have nothing to do with him, but Gu Qing just felt that something was wrong.

　　 Skylight Peak.

　　 Liuci sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, looking in the direction of Guocheng Temple, and was silent for a long time.

　　 "Dare you even dare to use a demon like Xuanyinzi, Master, what is Qingshan in your heart?"

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　　 (Suddenly I felt that Master Liu Ci should sing a song to Zhuo Rusui at this time. You are my eye... In addition, I always wanted to write the fairy sword in the avenue as a missile, like today’s strike is obviously The ground laser is guided, hahahahaha, there will be more cool in the future, the next volume will appear, just be happy if you think about it.)

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