The Path Toward Heaven

What kind of swordsmanship is this? You can have a thousand swords without the Qingshan swordsmanship? Immortal Jingyang...it's amazing.

Sword Immortal Ensheng left the medical cabin, stood on the cold alloy floor, looked at the picture on the light curtain, his heart was burning hot, and said with emotion: This is so powerful before you wake up, what if you wake up? Well, you can't really wake up anyway.

Yes, Jing Jiu didn't wake up.

If he does wake up, it will turn into a sword.

At this time, he is actually a sword, but there is no need to worry about being put into the scabbard by Patriarch Qingshan - the blue light rope left by Patriarch Qingshan on his wrist is the appearance of Xin Chengtian Sword. Xin Chengtian Sword is a program, as long as his spiritual world is still empty, it will not be controlled.

The monsters on the entire planet were cut into pieces by his sword, and then frozen into snow particles by the severe cold.

He still raised his right hand, and those nine truly terrifying monsters were still hanging high in the sky.

Those huge black broods exuded an evil and cold aura, and did not respond to the thousands of rays of light gushing from the ground.

Countless invisible metal filaments came to the edge of the atmosphere, spread out like fireworks, and pierced towards those broods.

There was no sound, and nothing changed.

Those invisible wires remain invisible.

The heavy ion cannon that can kill even General Li has no effect on these highest-level monsters in the Sea of ​​Dark Matters.

Jing Jiu could perceive very clearly that those thin metal wires did not touch the bodies of these broods at all, and slid over directly.

The aura emanating from those in the dark is getting colder and colder. It has nothing to do with the chill between heaven and earth, but a death aura that is opposite to existence and life.

The snowflakes kept falling, the atmosphere was very clean, and the light of distant stars was very clear, but they were gradually being absorbed by those black, huge spheres. The sky is getting darker and darker, as if time is going back, the morning light disappears, and the world returns to night.

It's the Black Territory. Huanxi Monk opened his eyes at some point, glanced at the dark men in the sky, and said to Jing Jiu.

Since the rebirth of human civilization, the Dark Ones have never appeared at the same time, and too much data in ancient times has been lost. This morning, when I saw the picture on the moon-watching planet, the central computer deduced a conjecture through the observation of space data. The number of dark people is not as simple as simply increasing. When the dark energy connects them into an extremely dense area, that area will even become a powerful barrier similar to a gravitational field.

Monk Huanxi didn't know this kind of conjecture when he was in the sea of ​​dark things, but when he saw the second dark man behind the giant's head, Tian Xintong issued a strong warning, so he turned and fled without thinking, and then conveyed the warning to Jing Jiu.

Somewhat strangely, his words were a little frivolous, like a joke or a mockery, maybe he wanted to show off in front of Jing Jiu.

Showing off, jealousy or other emotions have not happened to him for many years, because he and Xue Ji have not seen each other for many years—whether it is counted from this world or Chaotian Continent, it has been a long time.

Jing Jiu's current mentality is just that of a child, and at this time, he has also become a child. He can't understand what he is saying or what he is showing off. He still holds his right hand up to the sky, and the light in his palm is still radiating.

The next moment, his fingers were retracted, and he clenched his palm into a fist, with an empty space in the middle, like holding a sword.

This is purely his subconscious action.

The countless thin lines scattered towards the sky, closed together with his movements, and turned into a straight metal line that was still difficult to see clearly.

In the snowy sky, there was a very slight cracking sound from a distant place.

That straight metal line, like a sword extending from the ground to the edge of the atmosphere, directly cut through the black area, cut through the extremely tough exterior, and pierced into the body of a person in darkness, but only penetrated a little, and it was difficult to penetrate further.

The skin of the dark man seemed to be the most viscous swamp, and it was as muddy as a void.

An unimaginable evil and cold aura emanated from the depths of the dark one, and it was sent back along the metal wire like black lightning, and countless dazzling sparks burst out in the atmosphere, falling on Jing Jiu's body at an unimaginable speed.

Crackling, crackling, countless blasting sounds, and the large blue sportswear danced wildly, and then tore.

In the piercing blue arc, the figure of the little boy could be vaguely seen.

These energies can't hurt Jing Jiu, what can really hurt him is the evil death breath itself.

The objective will of those in the dark representing the sea of ​​dark matter is simply too powerful.

At the beginning when he ascended to leave Chaotian Continent, he was seriously injured by a self-destructive man in the dark, mainly because his soul was injured by that will.

Now his spiritual world is in chaos, he has no resistance at all, and he doesn't even know how to resist, and he is naturally not an opponent.

With a loud bang, the blue electric arc shattered into pieces like the sportswear and dissipated in the light snow.

A very small pothole appeared in the center of the basketball court, and the edge was rapidly congealed magma, and black smoke was emitted from the magma gap.

Jing Jiu was lying at the bottom of the pit, black smoke was rising from his body, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a coma.

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In the entire universe, all the people who saw this scene fell silent.

Jiang Zhixing and other officers and soldiers on the Lieyang battleship had vaguely guessed that the young man was Mr. Adviser, and when they watched him kill all the monsters on the planet, they were cheering up when they suddenly saw him seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Looking at the nine black suns in the sky, and feeling the powerful will to destroy and the feeling of death in the Sea of ​​Dark Things, many people are desperate.

Do you want to give up just as soon as hope appears? Could it be that the moon-watching planet will sink to the bottom of the sea like this? Is it the same for the future of the Starship Alliance?

No, there are still many people who have not given up hope. They are not talking about disciples like Zhao Layue and the researcher in the gray plaid shirt who have no position, nor are they fanatics like Stargate Priestess and Bishop Taiyang who think that Jing Jiu is a new god, but those who ascended like Zeng Ju and Chen Ya.

A few days ago, when the whole world counted down to zero, Jing Jiu didn't wake up and didn't die. Except for Monk Huanxi, who was too deeply influenced by ego, all the Ascenders quickly came to a simple deduction—he must be with Xueji.

Just because Jing Jiu, who has not woken up, can't defeat those who are in the dark, doesn't mean that Xue Ji can't.

As long as Xue Ji is willing to stand up, there is still hope for Moon Moon Planet and mankind.

Yes, Jing Jiu thinks that he is the strongest practitioner in the history of Chaotian Continent, but that's just his own opinion.

He also knew in his heart that this cultivator was only limited to the range of the human race.

The strongest existence in Chaotian Continent in history has always been Xue Ji.

Whether it was Patriarch Qingshan at that time, or in any later period of time, she was always the strongest, and she will always be the strongest.

The practice history of Chaotian Continent, in a sense, is that the human race practitioners struggled to survive under the pressure of the queen in the north, and struggled continuously, until finally... they still couldn't beat her, so they had to ascend.

For tens of thousands of years, the human race has only stayed on the edge of the snowfield, where they have built formations and defense lines that stretched tens of thousands of miles, and they only defended against the beast tide. They dared not provoke her at all, except for crazy women like Sanyue, Zhao Layue, and Bai Zao... In fact, many practitioners believed that if Her Majesty the Queen hadn't had no idea about this world and directly led the beast tide southward, the human race would have been destroyed long ago. There are so many stories behind.

Now human beings are facing great danger in the new world, and they are completely powerless to fight against the nine dark people who appear at the same time. At this moment, those ascended can only hope that the greatest enemy in human history, an invincible existence, will save human beings.

This may sound absurd, but it makes sense when you look carefully.

Now that Jing Jiu has been defeated, who else can stop that dark night except Xue Ji?

Zeng Ju, Chen Ya and other ascendants were very sure that Xue Ji must be on Moon Moon Planet, not far from Jing Jiu, and everyone heard Xue Ji's preaching just now, the question is where is she at this time?

The light snow falling from the cloudless sky is so cold, all the lakes and rivers in the world have frozen, the source of the chill is this building area, Xue Ji should be near here, the question is where are you?

Practitioners in Chaotian Continent have lived in the shadow of Xue Ji for countless years, but few of them have seen her true face. The same is true for those who have fought against her, including Cao Yuan and Chan Zi.

Except for Monk Huanxi who floated out of the crack in the ice sea many years ago, only Jing Jiu and Tong Yan had seen her weak after giving birth.

A lot of eyes fell on the little girl standing next to Huanxi Monk on the basketball court. Could it be that she was Xue Ji?

Chen Ya and the others quickly denied this deduction. General Li, Jing Jiu, and Xi Lai fought to the death in the galaxy outside the fog. They had seen this little girl before and knew that she was the descendant of that girl. Naturally, it couldn't be Xue Ji.

Some ascenders like Zeng Ju like to read the novel called Da Dao Chaotian very much, and like to play the game of the same name. Naturally, they have doubts about the doll in Huaxi's arms, but the doll is wrapped in red cloth and cannot see clearly. Moreover, they don't believe Jing Jiu's description of Snow Queen in the novel.

Where exactly is the Queen?

Those invisible metal wires hanging from the edge of the atmosphere fell to the basketball court and converged into the slightly sunken pit.

The snowflakes that fell from the sky were silently cut into smaller petals.

The black smoke in the crack gradually dissipated, and Jing Jiu's figure became clear. He no longer looked like a little boy, but became much bigger.

No one paid attention to the magical picture here.

Because at this time there is a picture on the other side that attracts the attention of the entire universe.

Huaxi stood beside Huanxi Monk, holding something wrapped in red cloth in his arms.

A small hand stretched out from the red cloth.

The little hands are round, the whole body is white, and they look very cute.

The cute little round hand knocked Huaxi's forehead very roughly.

There was a soft snap.

Huaxi regained consciousness and quickly put her on the ground.

Monk Huanxi showed a vicissitudes of life smile with complicated emotions on his face.

The basketball court with snow falling, the ground full of cracks.

Xue Ji looked up at the sky, her hair dancing lightly.

Instead of looking at the nine black suns, she looked at a satellite outside the atmosphere, not knowing why.

Everyone in the universe who saw this scene was stunned.

Those ascenders from Chaotian Continent were even more shocked beyond description. Even a saint like Zeng Ju subconsciously let out a low voice. Could it be that this doll-like little snowman...is the most powerful person in the Chaotian Continent for countless thousands of years, Her Majesty the Queen of the Snow Country!

How could Her Majesty be like this? Could it be that the novel written by Master Jingyang is true? No fiction at all? If all this is true, why does Your Majesty wear that red cloth? Is this a cape or a cape?

Looks like...sheet material.

On the viewing platform at the edge of the distant main star's atmosphere, Zhong Lizi, Ran Handong, Jiang and Xia had already rushed behind Zhao Layue and Liu Ada, looking at the picture on the light curtain intently, thinking of the description in the novel, extremely nervous and excited, eyes full of admiration and yearning.

This was the first time they saw the legendary Xue Ji with their own eyes.

It is said that every little girl will play queen or queen in bed at night.

Xue Ji also wore a bed sheet today, but she was not acting because she was Her Majesty the Queen.

There was a soft buzz.

The red cloth was blown by the cold wind, like a blood flag waving in the wind.

Xue Ji looked at the nine dark beings in the sky, her black eyes were full of indifference.

Chilling didn't know when it flew over from the basket and landed on her face.

The white and cute little beetle crawled slowly from left to right, dividing a very thin line on her face, extending from left to right.

The line was very red, like blood, and slowly separated.

Boom.

An unimaginably powerful aura emerged from that petite body, spread throughout the entire planet in a very short period of time, and then crossed the atmosphere to the depths of the universe. This is her announcement to everyone and all monsters: I am the master of the world.

Whether it is that world or this world.