The Path Toward Heaven

The practice community recognizes that Bai Zhenren is one of the most powerful digital monsters in Chaotian Continent, but the strange thing is that practitioners don't think highly of her in private.

Like what Yin San, Jing Jiu and the recently deceased Kou Qingtong have said, she is always a bit stingy in doing things.

But until this time, people really saw her strength.

That's really strong.

Immortal White Blade turned into a spot of light in the sky and died.

Under the blow of the Qingshan sword formation, the Zhongzhou sent cloud boats were shattered, and at least hundreds of elders and disciples died.

Her daughter was pale, sitting beside Lian Sanyue, obviously something was wrong, and she might have died.

In such a situation, she is still so calm or indifferent, as if the overall situation of the world is still under her control.

This is not a disguise, but because she has not made a move from the beginning to the end.

Obviously, even San Yue and Jing Jiu are powerless to fight anymore, so who will come?

Three victories out of five, the Green Mountain Sect has already won.

Bu Qiuxiao's voice sounded in the sky, calm and firm.

Master Bai glanced at Ku Zhou, and said, Two against one count?

Lian Sanyue and Jing Jiu faced the White Blade Immortal, no matter whether it was a wheel fight or a joint attack, it was indeed two against one.

Yunmengshan is also two people.

A lotus cloud floated from the south, sending the voice of Chanzi.

Immortal Bai Ren descended into Bai Zao's body. From a certain point of view, there were indeed two people from the Zhongzhou faction.

But everyone knew that the words of Master Bai, Bu Qiuxiao or Chan Zi were all excuses.

The Zhongzhou faction destroyed three cloud boats, killed three valley masters, more than a dozen strong men, and hundreds of disciples. They had already forged a bloody feud with the Qingshan sect. At this time, what is the meaning of Jing Jiu's bet with Tanrenren?

Looking at Bai Zhenren's expressionless face in the faint mist, he knew that she would definitely not stop here today, the Zhongzhou faction's attack would continue, and everyone present might die.

A vague coercion fell from the bitter boat to the Imperial City Square.

A beautiful light also fell on the square after being refracted by the mirror.

Bu Qiuxiao and Chanzi were ready to attack.

If you want to die together, it's okay.

Bai Zhen ignored them and took a step towards the main hall.

step.

The imperial city is foggy.

There was a terrifying whistling sound in the sky, and the remaining ten cloud boats were heading towards the imperial city, Yue Qianmen and other Void Refining Realm powerhouses stood at the prow of the boats, looking around vigilantly.

Master Bai walked to the front of the hall, looked at Jing Jiu on the stone steps and said, The Green Mountain Sword Formation is really powerful, but can you use it again now?

Yes, Jing Jiu can no longer fight.

Suddenly, a clear flute sounded in front of the imperial city.

The sound of the flute seemed to come from the side of the stream, from the back of the cow, and from the green hills.

A young man in red played the bamboo flute horizontally and walked in slowly from the main entrance of the palace.

The sound of the flute fluttered in the Imperial City Square, and the swords inserted into the ground seemed to feel some kind of call, and began to tremble.

Accompanied by a crisp rubbing sound, more than a dozen swords rose from the ground, turned into sharp lights, and killed a master of the Zhongzhou faction who was trying to enter the imperial city.

Immediately afterwards, more and more flying swords rose from the ground!

The Castle Peak Sword Formation seems to be showing signs of revival!

Seeing that something was wrong, the elders and disciples of the Zhongzhou School flew down from the cloud boat one after another, armed with magic weapons and Taoism, and attacked the red-clothed boy.

The young man in red didn't seem to notice anything, he just played the flute calmly and intently, and walked slowly towards the front of the hall.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and as his footsteps moved, more and more swords trembled, and then rose from the ground.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless flying swords flew around the young man in red, passed through, and then traveled like a line, beheading those Zhongzhou sect elders and disciples in the sky!

Yue Qianmen stepped down from the sky, let out a loud shout, and the magic weapon in his hand exuded white light, suppressing towards the boy in red!

Hundreds of green mountain flying swords shot up through the air, turning into a ribbon, directly entangled the magic weapon in it.

In the intensive cutting sound like a torrential rain, that magic weapon was chopped into pieces!

The flying sword didn't stop, and continued to rise towards the sky, passing through Yue Qianmen's body.

Yue Qianmen let out a painful cry full of anger, his right arm flew away from his body, and was instantly chopped into powder by the sword intent.

Being seriously injured, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and returned to the cloud boat with the method of escape from heaven and earth.

Those cloud boats that were heading towards the palace felt the sword intent in the sky and earth, and they didn't dare to take a step forward.

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The young man in red came to the middle of the Imperial City Square, finally put down the bamboo flute in his hand, and looked at Master Bai quietly.

The young man has delicate eyebrows and eyes, exuding a friendly taste, but his eyes are so indifferent, as if the whole world is destroyed before his eyes, and he doesn't care.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, and they guessed that he should be Daoist Taiping, that is, Yin San.

I can still use the Green Mountain Sword Formation. Yin San looked at Master Bai and said calmly.

He is the real master of Qingshan's previous generation, so he can naturally use Qingshan sword array.

The premise is that Jing Jiu, who is holding the master token, doesn't stop him.

Obviously, Jing Jiu would not do this in this situation.

Bai Zhenren looked at Yin San expressionlessly and said: Although I don't know how you survived until now, I can tell that you are still very weak.

Yin San smiled slightly, and said: Even if you are a child, as long as you can pick up a hammer, you can still smash a few people to death.

Master Bai said expressionlessly, Can you carry it for me to see?

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Today is the best opportunity for the Zhongzhou faction, and they have paid the price of a piece of celestial talisman and ancestor Bairen. If they leave Chaoge City, wouldn't all their previous efforts be wasted?

Anyone could have imagined that Master Bai would not give up.

The Qingshan sword formation mobilized by Master Taiping with the sound of the flute is obviously different from the Qingshan sword formation summoned by Jing Jiu earlier.

Yin San looked at her and smiled and said, I don't think you have a chance.

Just as the voice fell, there was a sudden thunder in the sky.

This thunder did not come from the dark clouds in the sky, but from the sky, hundreds of miles away from the northwest.

There is Yunmeng Mountain.

That was the roar of Qilin.

Hearing this roar, the people around the imperial city were very afraid, wondering if this ancient mythical beast was going to come out of the mountain? Concubine Hu Gui's face was pale, thinking to herself what should I do? Jing Yao, Lu Guogong and the others also looked stern, thinking that if the Qingshan Sect doesn't come, it seems that they will lose today.

No one expected that upon hearing Qilin's roar, Master Bai took a deep look at Yin San and Jing Jiu, and disappeared from the square in a cloud of mist.

More than a dozen cloud boats also evacuated at the fastest speed, and soon left Chaoge City, even ignoring the disciples who died in the square.

People are looking at the sky, shocked thinking what is going on here?

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Thirteen green mountain sword boats broke through the clouds and surrounded Yunmeng Mountain in the northwest direction of Chaoge City.

In late spring, a snowstorm fell in the sky.

The six peak masters Yuan Qijing, Fang Jingtian, Guangyuan Zhenren, Nanwang, Cheng Youtian, and Fuwang, Mo Chi and more than a dozen elders from the sea breaking realm all looked down from the sea of ​​clouds.

The Green Mountain Sect is the strongest!

The Qingshan sword boat at the front had already started to attack, and countless sword lights flew down from the boat, slashing towards Yunmeng Mountain.

The light blue luster keeps flashing, indicating that the Yunmeng Formation is defending. It should be no problem, but for some reason, it always looks a little hard.

Tong Yan stood at the forefront of the Qingshan sword boat, with an indifferent and calm expression, constantly calculating the weak links and operating laws of the Yunmeng formation, and occasionally reaching out a hand, so the flying swords all over the sky would turn around and go away.