The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 60: One night hibiscus gives birth to red tears

Countless magma broke through the huge transparent wall and spilled into the abyss, like a heavenly river of flames hanging down in the sky.

Even if the Styx river burns and the ground is shaken today, there are still many people in the underworld who have noticed this spectacular and beautiful scene, but no one can see the red carp breaking through the fire river and entering Escape in the dark.

The underworld is dim, and the night is blurred, but there are flames everywhere, and the flaming carp at that moment is like a wave in the river of Styx, invisible.

Mr. Bai stood on top of the fire carp's head, with his hands behind him, looking at the black cliff in the lower reaches of the Styx, raising his eyebrows slightly.

In that cliff, there are countless soldiers of the Underworld who have been poisoned by the blue smoke. On that high platform there is a colorless tree, and there is a Stygian river that is quietly watching the Buddha.

The fire carp felt the breath from the big Buddha, and said in horror: "Who is that again?"

Bai Zhenren said: "Cao Yuan."

More than a hundred years ago, when Huo Lei took Tong Yan in his house, I talked to him a lot about the situation in the practice world. Knowing the name, he was shocked and said: "Why did he come down too? Is the real person here to kill him?" "

Bai Zhenren said: "Even if he fights twice today, it is not so easy to kill him. What's more, he has made so much credit for the human race, why kill him?"

Huo Lei thought that no matter how high your realm is, how dare you to be so arrogant in front of the Buddha, speaking like this...It is slandering, it suddenly feels the aura emanating from the body of the white real person, and thinks of the immortal urn. , I felt a deep chill again, subconsciously pressed my lips tightly, not daring to say one more word.

Among the black cliffs countless miles downstream of the Styx River, Cao Yuan looked at the corpses on both sides of the Styx River and sighed. The iron knife was suddenly covered with a shallow layer of frost.

Suddenly he sensed something, turned his head and looked towards the distant night sky, saw the river of fire falling from the sky, and saw the descent sparks.

The sea water falling in the sky of the underworld has become less and less. The giant who wanted to come to rehabilitate the heaven and earth passage that Taiping Real Man had changed, and the gust of wind gradually disappeared. It should be Bu Qiuxiao's handwriting. The crisis of extinction has been lifted, why has it suddenly changed again? What is the distant Mars?

He turned and looked at the colorless tree on the high platform. He wanted to make the final negotiation with the Underworld Master, but found that there was no Underworld Master under the tree.

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The River Styx is endlessly winding, flowing slowly among the black earth, occasionally there is a gale whizzing past, and when the stones and dust on the water are brushed, sparks will splash out.

This is somewhat similar to the lava river at the bottom of Gathering Soul Valley, but in fact they are two completely different things. The fire carp wandered in the river a little nervously, feeling the looming pulling power and the smell of soul fire hidden in the river water, and gradually calmed down until it was confirmed that it could not hurt itself.

This is a very desolate place in the underworld, because the river Styx will pass through several soul fire caves here. There are no towns or tribes on the shore, and there is not even a trace of the lives of the people of the underworld.

The Styx River came out of the Soul Fire Cave, and on the opposite white rocky beach there was a fat man kneeling, looking like a pile of meat mountains.

Compared with the small children of the Underworld, the High Priest of the Underworld really looked fat.

The high priest is the most powerful figure in the underworld. After the death of the underworld emperor, he fought with the underworld master for more than a hundred years, but was finally defeated by the opponent.

The most fundamental reason is that the Zhongzhou Sect who supported him was suppressed by the Qingshan Sect who supported the Underworld Master.

The final battle of the underworld has ended at the same time when the Taiping real person destroyed the world. Who would have thought that the underworld master who hadn't found him was not on the battlefield, but knelt on this white rocky beach and waited for his master to arrive.

Bai Zhenren asked with a blank face: "Are you ready?"

The high priest said: "All the formations have been mastered, and Qingyan can go up at any time."

Bai Zhenren said: "Master?"

The high priest said: "He is a disciple of Taiping Zhenren. There is no reason not to help us."

Huo Lei finally vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, with a look of horror and inconceivability in his eyes, and screamed: "How can this be!"

"The right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life."

Mr. Bai looked at the underworld illuminated by the river of fire, just like looking at his own world.

"If you want the sea to become a sacred field, what can't some people die?"

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The clouds melted under the golden light, and the figure disappeared without a trace.

In just a moment, many deep wrinkles appeared on Tan Zhenren’s broad forehead, as if he was a lot older.

He took back the Demon Tower of Shifang Town and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Everyone thought that Bai Zhenren was dead, that it was a price paid by talking about the real person, or a mental trauma.

Not many people heard the last words Jing Jiu said.

Than Zhenren heard it, glanced at him, didn't say anything, turned around and stepped into the void, and came to the Zhongzhou Sect Cloud Ship.

The cloud ship slowly started, leaving Tianguang Peak, and heading north under the starry sky.

Because of tonight’s events, there will inevitably be a huge crack in the Zhongzhou faction, and even fall into turmoil, but at least at this moment, at the moment when everyone thinks that Bai Zhenren is dead and Tan Zhenren is still alive, silence is The common choice and the only choice of all practitioners of the Zhongzhou School.

Looking at the several Zhongzhou Paiyun boats gradually turning into black spots under the starry sky, the hearts of practitioners of various sects are very complicated.

Jing Jiu said, "I'm here for today."

The rain had stopped long ago, and his words obviously didn't mean to keep guests. Practitioners from various sects came to Tianguang Peak, saluting and leaving.

The first to leave were the northern sects such as the Kunlun Sect, followed by some lesser-known minor sects, and then the Guocheng Temple, Daze, Xuanling Sect, and Jing Sect where they had good relations with Qingshan. Jing Yao wanted to stay, Jing Jiu waved his hand, Lu Guogong saw that he was in a bad mood at this time, and quickly took the Emperor on his way back to Chaoge City.

Quiniang stood on the edge of the cliff with Zhao Layue, and did not leave with Jingzong's door.

Shuiyue'an master's somewhat solemn voice came from the small sedan chair: "What the **** is going on?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't know."

The small sedan chair floated up and went east with the stars.

Around Tianguang Peak, only Qingshan disciples were left.

Headed by the real person of Guangyuan, the elders of Jiufeng and his disciples bowed towards Tianguang Peak, and said in unison: "Meet the real person."

Jing Jiu said: "It's all gone."

This means asking everyone to go back to each peak.

Chi Yan stepped forward, hesitatingly said: "The real head..."

At this time, everyone remembered that Shang Defeng had been trampled down by the hand-to-hand fairy, where should the disciples of Shang Defeng's line go?

Countless eyes fell somewhere in the distance.

There used to be a cold peak that covered with snow all year round, but now only a black ground remains.

Starlight is scattered on the peaks, and it is also sprinkled there, as if adding some snow color.

Without the isolation of the green mountain formation, the scenery in front of me is so real, and it makes the disciples of Qingshan feel uncomfortable.

"Why don't you let Shang Defeng's colleagues go to Xijian Pavilion to rest temporarily, and discuss again tomorrow?"

Gu Qing walked behind Jing Jiu, supporting his seriously injured body.

"Then do that first."

Jing Jiu threw the silver whip in his hand towards the sky below the peak of light.

The silver whip fell between the peaks and changed back to Xijian Creek.

The stream was gurgling~IndoMTL.com~ There was a faint crackle, like a whip hitting something hard.

Suddenly, Nan Wang’s exclamation sounded from the top of Tianguang Peak: "What's the matter with you?"

Everyone followed her gaze and was startled.

A blood line appeared on Jing Jiu's earlobe, as if it was about to break.

The crisp popping sound originated here.

A drop of blood slowly overflowed from that line of blood, just like the red tears that a beauty shed before leaving her parents.

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(It's busy these days, try to be able to write every day.)

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