The Path Toward Heaven

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, not knowing how to face Tong Yan's words, so he became angry again, and shouted: What do you know! Do you know how I got here today? What qualifications do you have to judge who I am!

I do know a lot about you.

Tong Yan looked at him on the cliff and said: The whole village and possible family members were buried by two ignorant practitioners, and foster father Shi Fengchen died because of his obsession. Because of this, you have inherited his views on practitioners, and even practiced magic skills to become the suzerain of Xuanyin Sect, and you want to destroy this world?

Jing Jiu glanced at him, thinking that the Zhongzhou faction had indeed checked carefully afterward.

Just because of these? Just? Isn't that enough! Yes, when the village was flooded by mudslides, I was still very young, so I didn't feel much...

Wang Xiaoming stared at Jing Jiu, and shouted with hatred on his face, But my adoptive father is so kind to me, yet you killed him!

Jing Jiu said, I didn't kill him.

He doesn't like to defend himself, but he doesn't like to take the blame, and he's not ten years old.

You're lying! I know you've been there! Even if you didn't do it yourself, you forced him to death!

Wang Xiaoming thought about the small courtyard in Chaoge City and the withered cabbage moss, and said with tears, It's been twenty-three years...do you know? I miss you and Zhao Layue so much? I miss you dead...I miss you even more!

Jing Jiu didn't speak any more.

Tong Yan said: Shi Fengchen bribed the Bulaolin assassin to assassinate Zhao Layue, and committed suicide after the defeat. It has nothing to do with Jing Jiu.

Father is a high-ranking official in the imperial court. With his salary and the filial piety of those small sects, he can live a life like a fairy. Why has he been chasing after the big man of the Qingshan sect?

Wang Xiaoming raised his head, let the tears on his face be evaporated by Lie Yangfan's dryness, and said: Because Zhao Layue is a disaster! I have seen those files, the Furth Sword...is really stained with blood! Thank God for sending Jing Jiu to me. Today I will kill you first, and I will kill her later, so that you can be reunited.

After saying this, he didn't look at Jing Jiu again, as if Jing Jiu was already a dead person.

He said to Tong Yan: For the sake of you talking so much with me, I can spare you and just hand over the Qingtian Jian.

The Lieyang Banner cooperated with Xuanyin Sect's instruments and strong men to weave a huge net in the cold mountain wasteland.

He deliberately made an exception so that Tong Yan and that Qingshan disciple could escape here.

With his appearance, this net has been extended to the foot of the snow mountain.

He didn't like the elders' persuasion, but he also didn't want anyone to see him kill a Qingshan disciple.

At that time, he didn't know that Qingshan disciple was Jing Jiu.

The two people with the strongest chess skills in the world are Jing Jiu and Tong Yan. To a certain extent, they can be regarded as the two most intelligent and quickest people.

The previous cooperation and the unceremonious abandonment of each other are all proofs.

Until now, no elders or strong men from Xuanyin Sect have appeared, and they figured out what Wang Xiaoming was afraid of.

If Tong Yan summoned the Zhongzhou faction, she would be courting death, and she could only pin her hopes on Jing Jiu.

Just when he was thinking this way, Jing Jiu drew his sword again.

The cosmic front broke through the sky, turned into a cold sword light, and reached the sky more than ten miles high in an instant.

The clouds there reflected the color of the distant sun, as if it were burning.

In fact, those clouds are burning.

Jian Guang turned back suddenly, and came to the west more than ten miles away, but encountered a wall of fire again.

Jing Jiu stretched out his left hand, and Universe Front flew back into his hand.

The Fierce Sun Banner has already controlled this world, and there are raging fires everywhere.

He pushed the speed of the universe front to the extreme, even if he used the Nether Immortal Sword, it was nothing more than that.

If Universe Feng couldn't get out, he couldn't get out either, and neither could the message.

Wang Xiaoming stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down at Tong Yan, the wildfire deep in his eyes gradually extinguished, but the killing intent climbed to the extreme.

Since you disagree, let's die together.

After saying this, he raised his right hand into the air.

Lieyang Banner showed his real body again, and he held the banner pole tightly in his hand.

With a buzzing sound, the black flag rose without wind, whizzed and rolled, and the resentful souls inside let out countless shrill cries.

These resentful souls are the pure thought body after the sacrifice, without consciousness or awareness. The method of this sacrifice is infinitely higher than the evil cultivator Jing Jiu met underground.

With the mournful cry of the resentful soul, the bloody red spots on the black flag became brighter and then burned.

When the Lieyang Banner started to burn, the whole world began to burn.

The sky was covered by dense clouds, and the snow-capped mountains were gloomy, and suddenly became red and warm, followed by dazzling fire.

The Fierce Sun Banner rotated at high speed in Wang Xiaoming's hand, and countless flames shot out from the banner.

Where the flame passed, the ice and snow instantly melted and then turned into steam, and even those hard stones quickly softened and turned into juice.

Immediately afterwards, countless flames sprouted from the ground in front of the Daxue Mountain.

Those are the earth fires caused by the blazing sun flags, not ordinary flames, but the real fire of Yang Gang, which is called the most terrifying flame in the world together with the Yin fire in the Styx River.

Not to mention Tong Yan, even Jing Jiu and King Huo Li couldn't bear it.

There is fire everywhere.

The ice sheet turned into a swamp, and the ice creek turned into a gurgling stream, but in just a moment, the water was evaporated into mist, covering the sight.

The weeds exposed after the snow melted burned instantly, like twinkling stars in the mist.

This picture looks like a fairyland, but it is a real purgatory on earth.

Jing Jiu and Tong Yan are like a small boat in the ocean of fire, which may be swallowed up at any time and become nothingness.

Lieyang Banner is worthy of being a demon-level magic weapon. Once it is suppressed with all its strength, its power is really unimaginable.

Countless walls of fire trapped Jing Jiu and Tong Yan, and there was nowhere to escape.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful coercion came from the other side of the fog and the wall of fire.

A pillar of fire shot over, it was a direct attack from Lieyang Banner!

Seeing that she was about to be burned to death, Tong Yan held a slightly hard thing in her sleeve with her right hand, thinking, should I use it now?

At this moment, he suddenly felt light on his body.

Jing Jiu took Qingtian Jian into his hands.

Jing Jiu walked up to Tong Yan, held up the blue sky mirror, and greeted the pillar of fire.

There was a loud bang.

Air waves gushed out, flames danced wildly, and then flew away in all directions.

The ground fires that were a little closer to them were even suppressed back to the ground!

Bright and frighteningly high-temperature flames spewed out in all directions along the edge of the Qingtian Mirror.

Tong Yan snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was evaporated into blue smoke by the high temperature before it hit the ground.

Just being shocked by some aftermath, he was seriously injured.

Jing Jiu felt a huge force coming from his right arm, as if a mountain had fallen down.

He still held the Qingtian Mirror steadily, his right arm remained motionless.

If you look at the ground from the sky, you might think that he is holding a sun.

Tong Yan's fingers flickered continuously in the air, and she did her magic swiftly, extinguishing the remaining flames on Jing Jiu and her clothes.

Qingtianjian still blocked the pillar of fire, emitting bright light.

The air in the sea of ​​fire flowed violently, bringing howling winds and thunderous rumbles.

He looked at Jing Jiu's back and asked, Can it work?

Jing Jiu didn't look back, and said, It's more heat-resistant.

Wang Xiaoming's laughter came from far away from Huohaihai.

Interesting! Qingtian Jian, a Mahayana Tianbao, was actually used by you as a shield. It's a waste of money... But the world is on fire, how can you block it!

As soon as the words fell, Lieyang Banner showed its power again.

The ground fire that had just been extinguished came out again from the cracks in the ground, becoming more ferocious.

What's even more frightening is that the dark clouds over the snow-capped mountains rolled over, and countless balls of fire fell down!

The sky was full of fire, like a meteorite rain, bombarding the ground!

No matter how powerful the Qingtian Mirror is, after all, it is only so big, how can it stop the rain of fire?

Anyone at a time like this will probably only have one thought, it would be great if the Qingtian Jian was bigger.

Jing Jiu threw the Qingtian Jian into the sky.

The Qingtian mirror rose against the wind, and instantly turned into a huge bronze mirror with a radius of more than ten feet!

In the depths of the Echo Valley, the Qingtianjian was originally like this!

The giant bronze mirror was like a huge tree shade, blocking Jing Jiu and Tong Yan's heads.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The fire fell from the sky and hit the surface of Qingtianjian, splashing countless sparks and making countless loud noises, like hundreds of trebuchets attacking the city at the same time.

Tong Yan looked up at Qingtian Jian, looked at those portraits and pavilions, and asked with some doubts: Is this okay?

Jing Jiu rubbed his right shoulder, looked at Qing Tianjian in the sky, and said, If you don't know how to fight, and it's not even useful, what kind of magic weapon is it called?

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During human wars, the carts of the siege army are often covered with a layer of iron, which can block feathered arrows and terrible hot oil.

Qingtianjian is playing the same role now, only thicker and suspended in the air by itself, it looks like some kind of magic weapon for controlling the sky.

If the ground in front of the snow-capped mountain didn't have so many walls of fire and they couldn't walk through it freely, Qingtian Jian could even protect them and just leave.

Countless fireballs fell from the sky, hitting the surface of the Qingtian Mirror heavily like meteors, splashing out countless flames, and sprinkled on the surrounding wilderness ground.

Qingtianjian descended slowly, getting closer to the ground,

Wang Xiaoming's cold voice came from the snow mountain again: It's really interesting, but I said that the world is on fire, even if you can block the sky, what about the earth?

As soon as the voice fell, the flames rising from the cracks in the ground suddenly became higher, and the sea of ​​fire became more turbulent.

At this time, all the flames coming out of the ground are the Yanggang fire of Lieyang Banner. If it is an ordinary practitioner, he will die if he touches it.

Tong Yan used the method of escape from heaven and earth, stepped into the air and rose to a height of more than ten feet, hiding in the shadow of Qingtian Jian.

Those terrifying tongues of fire that emerged from the ground continued to rise, and they were about to engulf him.

An extremely wide flying sword suddenly appeared, blocking the flames.

Universe Feng and Qingtianjian are like two pieces of iron, sandwiching the two of them, leaving only a gap.

It is difficult to get into the flames of Lieyang Banner.

Tong Yan felt the scorching heat coming from the soles of her feet, and asked in surprise: Is this okay?

Jing Jiu said, This sword is more resistant to fire.

At the beginning, this sword burned in the depths of the snowfield for six years. Although the temperature of the sword fire was not as high as that of Lieyang Banner's Yanggang fire, it could be considered as a celestial being.

This is the sword that Patriarch Qilin consecrated for you?

Um.

It really is a good sword.

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(The blue sky mirror floats above their heads, casting shadows and blocking the fire from the sky. When I think of this picture, the so-called magic weapon for controlling the sky is of course a flying saucer... Today is the last day of 2018. I sincerely wish everyone good health, happy family, good luck in everything, happy new year, less playfulness and more money.)