The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 70: Yaoshou

There have been countless cracks in the ground under Jing Jiu. If this is not the core place of the Yunmeng Array, and the ground is as strong as a magic weapon, I am afraid it will push his people into the ground.

Heavy as a mountain, this is one of the most important characteristics of Jing Yunzhong.

The Qilin looked at the Jing Yunzhong in his hand, the incredible and anger in his eyes gradually turned into fear and fear, and even his breathing became much faster, and his forefoot kept pressing on the ground, his waist slightly lowered Shen, not thinking about running away, but about to kneel...

Jing Yun Zhong is the most precious treasure of the Zhongzhou School. It possesses unimaginable power. It cannot be cast out in the air like a magic weapon. However, if it rings in the ears of practitioners, whether it is a great thing in the sky or the so-called immortal, it will be destroyed. , Pain does not want to live.

The battle of Chaoge City was as strong as even March, and the Jingyun clock in the hands of the real person was extremely jealous, and just yesterday, the strongest master of the underworld almost used Jingyun because of Tong Yan's use of Jingyun. Zhong died in a sneak attack.

No one in the world can match Jing Jiu's speed now. If he were to chase the opponent with Jing Yunzhong and keep buzzing, it would indeed be an inexplicable killer move.

The problem is that Qilin is a true ancient beast, possessing unimaginable natural coercion and realm strength. Just like he said, he doesn't know how many means are hidden. According to the truth, even if he is afraid of Jing Jiu's hands Jing Yunzhong, who is not afraid of being like this, is simply inferior to Ah Da.

Why is this?

"The legendary Jingyun clock is your natural god, and it has been tied around your neck since ancient times."

Jing Jiu looked at Qilin and said, "And I don't believe in any myths or legends."

He himself is the legend of Chaotian Continent. Naturally, he knows that the legend is often far from the truth, but there are some inexplicable connections.

For example, it is said in the practice world that Emperor Xiao was hiding in a tortoise shell, which was obviously influenced by Yuangui. In fact, it was just one of the strongest treasures in the world. Sometimes it was a tortoise shell, and sometimes it was a river mussel. If Emperor Xiao wanted it, he could even turn it into a palace.

At some point, this connection is more interesting, and the legend and the truth are even diametrically opposed.

If Jing Yunzhong is not a natural **** of the unicorn, why has it always been tied around its neck, and why has it become a magic weapon that can only be held by the head of the Zhongzhou School?

Just make a simple inference, and he will get an answer close to the truth.

In fact, he and Taiping real person had this answer hundreds of years ago, but it was confirmed by Qilin's reaction today.

Jing Yunzhong is not a natural fetish of unicorns, but a fetish that naturally restrains it. It may be born naturally from the heavens and the earth, it may be practiced by a great power in ancient times, or it may be the founder of the Zhongzhou School Cast by the patriarch.

The Qingshan Sect has a scabbard that inherits the sky to restrain all things and one sword, which is the same principle.

Hearing Jing Jiu’s words, Qilin knew that he understood the true purpose of Jing Yunzhong. Anger flashed in the depths of his eyes, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his heart, and said: "You use the Zhongzhou school baby Is it a bit too much to deal with my beast of Zhongzhou faction?"

Jing Jiu said: "Very suitable."

Kirin shouted desperately and angrily: "This matter has nothing to do with me!"

Jing Jiu said, "I'm also very surprised, why didn't Bai Yuan take you with him when he did this."

Qilin said: "I am an expert from the Xian family. It doesn't matter if I kill a few people occasionally. How can I do such a thing without fear of God taking me?"

The changes in the aura of heaven and earth can't hide the perception of this ancient beast.

"Real person, please calm down, Bai Yuan's girl is obviously crazy, so she will do such a heinous thing."

Kirin looked at Jing Jiu helplessly and said, "If this is the case, how can she care about my life and death?"

Jing Jiu said: "In this way, even if she knows that I am going to kill you, she won't show up?"

Kirin said seriously: "Not bad."

"If I didn't kill her within an hour, I will come back and kill you."

After Jing Jiu said this, he put away Jing Yunzhong, turned around and left Yunmeng Mountain.

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The bright sword light broke through the endless clouds and mist, returned to the fields and mountains and rivers of Chaotian Continent, flying and walking at an unimaginable speed.

Jianguang looked all over the world, and was also seen by the whole world.

The mortals in rural towns thought they had seen ominous daytime meteors. They felt bad luck and kept spitting.

People of various cultivating sects naturally do not think so. Looking at the fleeting sword light in the sky, there is infinite awe and yearning in their hearts.

On a huge cloud ship, Tan Zhenren put away the **** handkerchief, looked at the sword light that kept shining between the sky and the earth, the wrinkles on the broad forehead became deeper, and he sighed.

People in the green hills naturally saw the sword light, and their emotions and reactions were different.

On the top of the Shenmo Peak, Liu Shisui put his hands together, whispering the scriptures he learned from Guocheng Temple, Yuanqu holding pen and paper, and constantly calculating the speed of the sword light and entering To figure out how long it would take for the real person to find the real person Bai, Zhuo Rusui lay on the bamboo chair, holding his head in both hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

While the sword light traveled through the world, Ping Yongjia kept pinching the sword art in the Jianfeng.

His face was pale, his sword intent was extremely exhausting, and he kept trembling at his fingers in the sky.

It is not so much he is controlling the sword, but the situation now is more like the sword light pulling his will.

Zhao Layue didn't look at the sword light in the sky, and stared at Ping Yongjia's face from beginning to end.

The real person in Guangyuan thought she was worried that Ping Yongjia would not be able to support it, causing the real person in charge to be unable to continue to use the sword. Nan Wang thought she was thinking about the method of replacing Ping Yongjia with an acquired invisible sword body, only Qinger knew about it. In addition to these, she has a thought that no one can know.

"Do you want to observe his weakness so that you can kill him at any time in the future?"

Qing'er flew behind Zhao Layue and asked carefully with her spiritual knowledge.

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and nodded imperceptibly.

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The sword light went everywhere in the world.

I went wherever Bai Zhenren might be.

Jing Jiu watched Lengshan and other passages leading to the underworld once, and even went to the Maelstrom and the underworld again, and finally stayed on the East China Sea for a while.

In the end, he didn't find anything, and the time had come, so he returned to Yunmeng Mountain again, entered the deepest part of Yunmeng Formation, and came to Qilin's body.

"I thought you would try to escape." Jing Jiu said.

The Qilin looked at his pale face and the somewhat dim, but crazily bright light under his eyes, knowing that he was really going to take a sword, and said angrily: "Can I be faster than you?"

Jing Jiu said: "You can hide like Bai Yuan."

The Qilin said helplessly: "Can you stop trying me again? I really don't know where she is, and I don't know what method she used to hide her breath."

Jing Jiu said, "Then I have to kill you."

The Qilin's eyes showed a proud and cold expression, and said: "But I just thought of something."

Jing Jiu took out Jing Yunzhong without speaking.

The Qilin said anxiously: "Did you forget Tianshou Mountain?"

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Tian Shou Mountain is in the southeast of Chaotian Continent, and it is still some distance from Guocheng Temple and Shuiyue Temple.

This mountain has verdant colors and very few clouds. It is a tomb of the former dynasty. It was occupied by the Wugenmen many years ago and became the place of the sect.

Back then, Pei Baifa and Xihai Sword God left the world after the battle. Wu'enmen had no great things in the sky, and was forced to seal the mountain for self-preservation, except for the named disciple Liu Shisui, no one has ever appeared.

The tombs of the former dynasty have a shielding formation method, coupled with the Wuenmen starting a large formation to seal the mountain, it can be said to isolate the world, no wonder no one can perceive the breath of Bai Zhenren.

More importantly, under the tomb of the former dynasty, there is also a passage leading to the underworld. The gate of no grace has been stationed in this passage for generations, and I don’t know how many people have died.

The verdant cliff was illuminated by sword light, and then quickly returned to normal.

The mountain breeze blows the white clothes, bringing silk strands, and blending with the gradually converging sword light.

Jing Jiu stood in the clouds, looking at the rolling hills below, and raised his eyebrows slightly again, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

The Green Mountain Sect and the Wu En Sect have been friends for generations. He also wandered here many years ago, but he didn't like the atmosphere here.

It has nothing to do with the yin qi in the tomb, and it has nothing to do with the yin wind that emanates from the underworld.

Buried in this mountain tomb are the emperors and empresses of the previous dynasty, but he is a descendant of the Jing family, so it feels natural that something is wrong.

The formation of the former dynasty’s tomb is not worth mentioning to him, but the unencumbered Fengshan formation is indeed a bit powerful, like an invisible and indestructible cover covering hundreds of miles of ground, The sun and rain blocked the outside.

But Jing Jiu is really good at cutting off.

His gaze fell on Tianshou Mountain, and he quickly looked over every cliff and even every ancient tree, and found the only passage for this formation.

Qingshan Sect and Wu'en Sect are allies of life and death. Of course it would be wrong for him, the leader of Qingshan, to break the formation directly, but he didn't think about it, and flew over there directly.

The bright sword light illuminates an ancient tree, breaks the bark, disappears instantly, and when it reappears, it is already within the large array.

The elder disciples of the Ungraceful Sect were all practicing in the cave, and they did not perceive the arrival of this sword light, and the awe-inspiring sword intent only shocked countless fallen leaves.

Isolated by the great formation of closed mountains, the heat and cold here are not consistent with Chaotian Continent, it seems that it is still autumn.

Yellow leaves fly and roll, like countless butterflies dancing non-stop.

Jianguang broke through countless yellow leaves, and before coming to the main hall of Wu'enmen, he quietly broke open the extremely thick stone gate, and continued towards the depths of Tianshou Mountain.

This main hall is the former temple of the tomb of the former dynasty, and when you go inside, you reach the inside of the tomb.

Countless clear and slight cracking sounds sounded, and the sword light broke through dozens of stone walls continuously, passed through the seven-layered palace, and finally reached the deepest part of the tomb.

This mausoleum is buried in a famous tyrant of the former dynasty. The structure is unusual. The tomb is tall~IndoMTL.com~ The coffin made of white jade in the center of the tomb exudes the smell of coldness.

Bai Zhenren is hidden in the white jade coffin.

There is a soft wipe.

The white jade coffin burst, the bright sword light floated in, but...stopped.

This sword light once cut a gorge and raised a mountain. No one could resist the sky and the earth, but at this time it was blocked by something!

This is really the most imagined thing in the world.

The sword light is still.

The fragments of the white jade coffin fell like snowflakes.

Jing Jiu's figure appeared.

Bai Zhenren looked at him quietly, holding a clam in his hand.

Jing Jiu's fingers were sandwiched by the clam shell.