The Path Toward Heaven

By this time, many people have already guessed what that seemingly tiny light dust is, although the real answer is so unbelievable.

What else can be done? In addition to kneeling to express surrender and greeting.

No, you can still fight.

Jing Jiu and Shigou are still in Yinfeng, which is the most powerful force of Qingshan Sect, and the only way to Yinfeng is at the bottom of Shangde Peak.

What that speck of light dust wanted to do was very clear.

Many Qingshan disciples also lost their minds under the coercion of that speck of light dust, unable to stand up, but some of them stood proudly in the strong wind all the time.

Such as Nan Wang, such as Guangyuan Zhenren and Cheng Youtian, such as Zhao Layue and Gu Qing, Yuan Qu, such as Guo Nanshan, Zhuo Rusui, Gu Han, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing and other second-generation disciples. It's not that they are not afraid, but that Qingshan Zong cultivates the way of the sword, that's all.

The blood light of Firth Sword illuminates the peaks of the green mountains.

Immediately after, more sword lights appeared, scrambling to go towards that speck of light dust.

Dozens of sword lights appeared in the sky, which was very spectacular.

Looking at this scene, Tan Zhenren sighed, and seemed to have some sympathy.

Zhao Layue's realm was not as good as Guangyuan's and Nanwang's, but Fu Sijian was the fastest flying sword in Qingshan, and it also flew to the highest place in the sky the fastest, before coming to that speck of light dust.

There was a crisp click, like lightning falling from the sky, and it was clearly heard by everyone.

This is obviously the sound of something hard breaking. Could it be that Firth's sword is broken? The problem is that Firth Sword is a flying sword of immortal rank, a treasure of the Qingshan Sect, under the hands of Master Jingyang and Zhao Layue, he has killed countless powerful monsters, how could it be broken in one face?

Zhao Layue spat out a mouthful of blood, leaned back, and fell heavily on the ground.

Firth Sword did not come back.

Immortal Guangyuan's sword, Nanwang's sword, Zhuo Rusui's sword, none of them returned.

Dozens of thin lines appeared in the blue sky, which were the traces of the flying sword after being knocked into the air and broken.

Dozens of muffled groans came from the top of Tianguang Peak, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out from Nanshan Mountain, Yuan Qu passed out immediately, and the rest of the people also fell to the ground with serious injuries after their sword pills were shaken.

Only Daoist Guangyuan and Nan Wang could barely stand firm, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

The strong men of the Green Mountain Sect drew their swords at the same time, but it didn't have any effect, and they returned in a disastrous defeat.

The light dust continued to fall, and the speed gradually slowed down, but it was obviously not the effect of the swords of the Qingshan group, but its own behavior.

The light dust at this time is more like a fallen leaf, no, even lighter than a fallen leaf, lighter than the wind.

Finally, that speck of light dust came to the sky above the green mountains and peaks, revealing its true face.

It was a beautiful woman in a white dress.

The white dress is made of unknown fabric, it is as soft as flowing clouds, blowing up with the wind, dancing at will.

As the clothes fluttered, there were faint golden lines, but the patterns formed were irregular.

Using the word beautiful to describe this woman in white is actually not accurate, or superfluous.

Because anyone who sees her will only look into her eyes.

Her eyes are quiet and gentle, clear and profound.

It's like a small river, but there are stars all over the sky reflected on the surface of the river.

The woman slowly floated down towards the top of Shangde Peak.

Looking at this scene, Guo Nanshan, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing showed despair in their eyes.

During this process, the woman suddenly turned her head to look somewhere in the sky, her eyes were slightly cold.

The small sedan chair with green curtains in Shuiyue nunnery is there.

The green curtain that had been flying up just now suddenly fell, like the frozen water surface, and the wrinkles on the surface did not move at all.

A stream of blood stained the green curtain red.

——Just glanced at it, and the master of Shuiyue nunnery in Tongtian Realm vomited blood and was seriously injured.

——Not to mention stopping her from falling, the strong men of the Green Mountain Sect couldn't touch her body at all, so they were seriously injured, unable to fight anymore.

Who is this woman in white?

Meet the White Immortal.

Meet the immortal.

The voice of Tan Zhenren resounded in the sky above Tianguang Peak.

Immediately afterwards, more and more voices mixed with excitement, fear, and bewilderment sounded.

Those two words may be immortals or ancestors, but no matter which word it is, it only means one person to Chaotian Continent for more than a thousand years.

The former head of the Zhongzhou School and the only ascendant in Chaotian Continent for thousands of years——Bai Ren.

Among the representatives of various sects who came to participate in the ceremony of the head of the Qingshan Sect today, many of them had seen the scene of the battle of Chaoge City more than a hundred years ago, but what puzzled and shocked them was that the White Blade Immortal today is obviously stronger than the clone a hundred years ago, and more real!

That incomparably huge coercion and that ingenious aura are actually extremely rich and real fairy spirits.

Could it be that Immortal White Blade's divine sense did not return to Chaotian Continent today?

Could it be that the White Blade Immortal is really back!

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Just when people were thinking about these questions in shock, Immortal White Blade had already arrived at the sky above the green mountains and peaks.

The Castle Peak Sword Formation has been destroyed, who else can stop her return?

The white blade landed on the top of Shangde Peak.

There are no black stones, no flower trees, no blue lakes, only pure white snow.

Her feet landed on the snow without making a sound.

Not even the tiniest, ant-like sound of walking.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless rustling sounds.

That was the sound of snow melting.

That was the sound of black cliff stones exposed in the air.

That was the sound of green stems growing from the cracks in the cliff.

That is the sound of flowers blooming.

The ice and snow on Shangde Peak melted at an unimaginable speed, and the snow line quickly retreated down the mountain, revealing more and more green pines, and growing more and more weeds and flowers.

The whole world feels the natural freshness and vitality brought by the fairy spirit.

Everyone felt the quiet and distant meaning, and their mood became calm.

suddenly.

The gap between the black cliff stones disappeared, the green stem broke, and then collapsed downward!

This kind of collapse is not peeling off, but all the cliffs are heading towards Shangde Peak, it should be called collapse!

It's like the medicinal materials and the aura of heaven and earth in the cauldron suddenly condensed into a pill!

Accompanied by thunderous bangs, Shangde Peak kept collapsing, shaking up countless streams of smoke and dust!

I don't know how long it took, the smoke and dust gradually subsided, and the picture appeared in front of people.

Shangde Peak, which is more than a thousand feet high, is now only less than one-third of its previous height... The volume of the entire mountain has also shrunk a lot, and it has completely become a strange mountain.

What is even more incredible is that the surface of those black cliff stones is extremely smooth and compact, without any signs of life, and without any cracks, just like a piece of iron ball fused into one!

There was a whimpering sound in the sky, and a severely deformed gray sword fell down.

The gray sword landed on the side cliff of Shangde Peak, made a crisp sound, and finally couldn't bear it, and broke into two pieces.

I am your ancestor...

Zhuo Rusui's face was pale, he muttered a curse word in a low voice, and passed out again.

That gray sword didn't belong to Yuan Qu, it was his boat swallowing sword.

The level of the Tunzhou Sword is extremely high, extremely tenacious, just like Zhuo Rusui, even though he was severely injured by the White Blade Immortal in the previous attack, he survived desperately, and flew back to Qingshan with shamelessness.

However, when the Zhou Swallowing Sword landed on Shangde Peak, it was directly broken into two pieces.

How tough is Shangde Peak at this time? To what extent? I'm afraid that even the highest-level magic weapon is nothing more than that!

Shangde Peak has become like this, and the Sword Prison at the bottom of the peak has long since ceased to exist, and those prisoners who had committed countless crimes and vicious crimes in the past have naturally turned into powder, and the dead can no longer die.

Countless lines of sight fell on the top of Shangde Peak.

The practitioners looked at the woman in fluttering white clothes with fear in their eyes.

She falls gently.

He stepped on Qingshan under his feet.

It turned out that this is the fairy.