The Path Toward Heaven

Where did the man in black dare to stay, he took back his magic weapon, turned around and fled.

He swept into the air, stepped on the leaves, and his body suddenly became weak. He no longer cared about being easily spotted, so he wanted to drive away.

Who would have thought that the moment his toes left the leaves, the sky suddenly darkened.

There was a cloud of black mist at the top of the forest, as if it had been waiting for him there.

The cloud of black mist fell directly on his face.

There was darkness in front of the man in black.

He fell straight down and landed on the accumulated leaves, lifeless.

The black mist trembled with the wind, but it did not dissipate, and there was a pale face looming in it.

The wind is getting stronger, and the black mist avoids the ground and moves forward silently. It looks like the black eaves of Taichang Temple after being washed by the rain-it is the horn of the Canglong.

The black mist penetrated into the cracks of the cliff, and it was about to disappear when it suddenly twisted violently.

The pale face in the mist originally had no expression and was extremely indifferent, but at this moment it suddenly distorted, full of shock and anger.

A giant hand came from nowhere... grabbed the black mist.

That giant hand was glowing blue.

That cyan color is as fresh as green grass, but it is also like rotting corpses.

They are obviously two completely different feelings, but they are unified by this giant hand, giving people an extremely weird feeling. .

The giant cyan hands closed together.

Black Mist desperately struggled and twisted, trying to escape, but couldn't.

Soon, accompanied by a very low roar of anger, the black mist suddenly dissipated and shattered into countless balls of soul fire.

The level of these soul fires is extremely high, even after traveling countless miles from the underworld to Chaotian Continent, they still maintain a colorless and breathless state.

If these soul fires are allowed to scatter among the cliffs, it will be difficult for human practitioners to find them, and they may become wraiths in hundreds of years.

Regrettably, these soul fires were not as lucky as those on Shenmo Peak, they were directly poured into a hole along with a gust of wind and all the remnants of the black mist.

The black mist disappeared without a trace, and the vision became clear again. It turned out that the hole was a mouth.

There were many fine teeth in that mouth.

The man's nose was thick and round, and the tip of the nose was a little red. It looked like an underdeveloped carrot.

The man's eyes were sunken like holes.

That man was a short old man with no breath on his body, but he gave off an extremely powerful feeling.

After devouring these soul fires, the old man didn't stay any longer, and with a wave of his arms, he passed through the dense forest like a big bird without sound, and instantly turned into a small black spot far away. When he reappeared, he was already on the edge of a cliff hundreds of miles north of Chaoge City.

A young man sat on the edge of the cliff.

The young man was holding a bamboo pole with a thin line tied to the end of the pole. The line hung down into the flowing clouds between the cliffs, as if he was fishing.

How can there be fish in the cloud? Is he fishing for birds?

Admiration, admiration, I didn't expect you to make the underworld work for you.

The little old man looked at the young man and said, To be able to kill the elder Yuanying of the Zhongzhou faction from such a distance, this brat from the underworld is quite good.

The young man didn't look back, but stared at Liu Yun at the foot of the cliff with an extremely focused expression.

The clouds gradually became chaotic, with dark spots running through them.

Those invisible flying birds stared at the food tied on the bamboo poles and rattled, appearing extremely greedy.

Looking at the chaos in the cloud, the young man shook his head before answering the old man's question.

Of course the level of the third disciple of Master Ming is good—although he only dared to use his shadow—otherwise, why would I ask you to do it?

The old man let out an ugly laugh and said, When will you catch the underworld master? I haven't seen him for a long time, and the world hasn't seen him for a long time. I think it will be very lively.

The young man said: It's all the poor old man who was gutted by my Qingshan. If you don't dare to show up, how dare he show up?

The old man was silent for a while, and said: Are you sure that the Qingshan sect didn't know that I came out?

Ask who in the world knows Qingshan best?

The young man inserted the bamboo pole into the rock crack on the edge of the cliff, turned to look at the old man, raised his thumb to his face, and said with a smile, It's me...

His originally cold face suddenly became cute because of this smile, with a bit of sloppy taste, very kind.

Looking at this face, the old man didn't know what to think of, and sighed, I have been hiding in the field for hundreds of years, the world has changed so much, it's really sad that a person like you can only hide.

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, I've talked too much.

The old man suddenly said seriously: I want to eat a few people, but I am really greedy. Those soul fires are tasteless. Even if there is no little girl, it is good to eat a few men.

Okay.

The young man was a little helpless, put away the bamboo pole, and led the old man out of the cliff.

The old man quickly followed.

The young man squinted his eyes and said, Why do I feel like I have a dog now?

Wow woof.

The old man flattered and said: As long as you can destroy Qingshan and eliminate my future troubles, it doesn't matter if I serve you as a dog for another three hundred years.

The young man said: Then you have to protect me first, and don't let me be killed by those two traitors.

The old man said with a wry smile: I can't beat them now.

So, let's hurry up.

The young man sighed and reached out to touch the old man's head.

The clouds flowing down the cliff gradually quiet down, and the birds gradually disappear.

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The mountain forest was illuminated by a cold sword light, and then ignited by a golden light.

Nan Wang and Jin Gongfeng arrived at the scene first, followed by the rest of the Qingshan disciples.

Looking at the body of the man in black, their expressions changed slightly.

The man in black had a sword wound on his hand, and the remnant of the aura of the magic weapon was also very clear. It should be the murderer who attacked Zhao Layue.

Just why did he die here?

Nan forgets to flick his sleeves.

The cloth on the face of the man in black was lifted.

His aura was gone, because the appearance changes made by Taoism could no longer be maintained, revealing his true face.

Wei Chengzi?

The gold priest was shocked.

Nan Wang's expression was ugly.

There was a dead silence.

The one who wanted to kill Zhao Layue was really a member of the Zhongzhou faction, and he was also an elder Yuanying.

Nan Wang asked, How did he die?

The gold priest waved his hand, and things like gold powder fell on the ground in a radius of a hundred feet.

The gold powder is gradually blurred, and some pictures can be seen faintly, which is extremely blurry, but it can already be judged from the breath.

Soul Fire!

The Qingshan disciples couldn't help exclaiming.

The monster from the underworld actually appeared again!

Very strong, not much weaker than you and me, and it's just a shadow.

Feeling the remnants of the soul fire, Jin Gongfeng said with a solemn expression.

Nan Wang didn't speak.

No wonder Wei Chengzi, the Nascent Soul Elder of the Zhongzhou Sect, died the instant he met him. Not even the Nascent Soul could escape.

The Qingshan disciples looked at each other speechlessly, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive and weird.

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