The Path Toward Heaven

The snow and ice covering the peaks of the mountains were melted by the scattered fairy air, as if spring was approaching, but quickly frozen by the undispersed cold air, and turned into icicles hanging on the cliff side, reminding people that winter has not completely passed.

There was a crackling sound, somewhere the icicles under the cliff broke and broke on the ground.

It seemed like a bell to wake people up.

Some people just shouted in horror at this time, some began to cry and runny, some clenched their fists in excitement, and more remained silent because they were still in shock and bewilderment.

The white-bladed fairy is dead?

The fairy is dead!

The immortals returned from the upper world. This is an event that has never been recorded in the classics, and the immortals have fallen ... I have never heard of them, and no one dares to think about them.

Isn't the immortal body better than the golden body, almost immortal? How could it be destroyed? How could that fairy be killed?

Immediately afterwards, people saw the strange pictures of Han Chan crawling on Xue Ji's face, making her body and mind colder.

The Cicada climbed over Xue Ji's head, and made an adornment quietly.

Ada carefully leaned her head out of the dead dog's hair. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help admiring her jealousy, of course, more fear.

Just like all eyes looking at Xue Ji.

Only a few eyes did not look at Xue Ji, but looked at Jing Jiu's right hand.

Such as corpse dogs, such as talking about real people, such as Shuiyue Zhizhu.

Jing Jiu still held Xijian Creek, without meaning to drop.

Then his meaning is very obvious.

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The white-bladed fairy was trapped by the silver whip transformed by Xijianxi, so she could not avoid the violent blow of Xueji taking the Qingshan Sword Formation, and she died.

The whole situation was suddenly reversed, and the elders and disciples on the Zhongzhou sent cloud boat were shocked and speechless, and some even passed out.

So what happens next? Qingshan Sect then launched a counterattack against the Zhongzhou faction?

No, there is something more important to deal with before that.

If that matter is not handled well, both the Zhongzhou school and the Aoyama school will become two names that only exist in history.

To the human race, the Snow Queen is countless times more scary than a Taiping real person.

The real people of Taiping want to destroy the world, but they have not been able to successfully plan, and the beast tide in the northern snowy field is the terrible disaster that the human race has suffered many times.

Qingshan Sword Prison is gone, even if it still exists, can Qingshan Sect still keep her in Sword Prison?

Don't forget, she is not as weak as she was then. What is more frightening is that she has actually learned the sword skills of the Aoyama Sect, and can even control the Aoyama Sword Formation!

How much disaster will such a terrible Snow Queen bring to the human race?

At this time people can only count on Jing Jiu to have any method to control Xue Ji.

But he still hasn't let go of Xijianxi, so he can judge that he is very vigilant at this time, which means there is no good way.

The wind and snow were getting worse, the world was getting colder, and the atmosphere of the green hills gradually changed from blank to tense.

Countless eyes looked back and forth above the sea of ​​clouds, looking at Xue Ji for a while, and looking at a mountain-like corpse dog for a moment, full of worry.

Jing Jiu suddenly flew from the dead dog and landed in front of Xue Ji.

Looking at this picture, people can't help taking a sip of air-conditioning, thinking that even if you are Jingyang's real person reincarnation, but so close to that person ... Is there any difference from finding death?

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Jing Jiu said looking at her.

His tone was like seeing off a particularly delicious guest.

Xueji stared into his eyes without speaking.

"You know that I will grab your Chengtian sword when I come out, so I will destroy it intentionally first?"

"Of course I don't want Cheng Tianjian to exist, but it's hard to destroy him alone, and Cheng Tianjian's fall in your hands will be the worst ending. If I let you out, I will destroy it. . "

"You follow me out and kill the Quartet, what's wrong?"

"Going out is naturally going out, but I can only go out as me, not as your sword."

"It's a pity."

"Time is up."

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Gaze at each other, countless exchanges of knowledge.

Just like it was in the snow field many years ago.

Xueji looked away and looked into the night sky.

The remnants of fairy qi still flicked gently in the night sky, but it was already very weak, and only her level of life could clearly feel it.

There is a faint black line between the stars and the sky, which is the passage when the white-bladed fairy returns.

As time passed, the black line continued to show that the channel was closing or disintegrating.

Xueji took a deep breath.

The strong winds in the peaks of the Qingshan Mountains reworked more than before.

Whether it is the snow in the pine forest or the snow in the cliffs, they are brought up by this wind, flying around, and then following the wind to the sea of ​​clouds, they are sucked into the belly by Xue Ji.

Shangdefeng was flattened by the magical powers of Xianjia, and the cold veins on the ground suffered great damage. Only a few sounds of Kara were heard. Numerous chills were drilled out from the gaps of cliff stones and turned into numerous ice crystals. Above.

Xueji sucked in all the auras of the cold pulse in the ground, and there was a flash of light in the black pupils, which seemed to be a little satisfied, and her abdomen bulged slightly.

The elder disciples of Shang Defeng were extremely sad. At this time, they were extremely angry, and the cold veins under the ground were eaten by this monster. Then how will the Xueli sword technique be practiced in the future?

The expressions of the real person and the master of the water are very dignified, because they vaguely guess what Xue Ji is going to do and understand why Jing Jiu dare to let her out.

A terrified shout came from a practitioner somewhere: "What's going on in heaven?

People looked along his line of sight, and saw the sky and stars suddenly disappear, and a great vortex appeared in the night sky. There are countless thunders and lightnings hidden in that vortex, with unimaginable coercion, faintly exuding breath, like a horrible giant eye, watching the life on the earth relentlessly.

That was the Thunderfield above the virtual world.

That thunderstorm vortex is a precursor to the scourge!

"Heaven!"

"Who is going to cross the robbery!"

Tan Zhenren's eyes fell on Xue Ji's body, somewhat shocked and relieved.

It wasn't anyone or her she was going to cross.

The black line in the sky is getting thinner and thinner, and there are already signs of disconnection.

"Go." Jing Jiu said.

Xueji knew that this was the best chance or even her last chance, and he did not hesitate to swallow the Cicada into his mouth and burst into the air.

The strong wind fell on her face, and there was no slight drop of Snow Star, and her eyes did not change at all, only extremely firm.

After a few breaths, she passed through the wind and came to the realm.

The sky and the earth gave rise to induction, and the thunderstorm vortex became more terrifying, spinning faster, and constantly emitting blue light.

"How terrible is this calamity!"

There were countless exclaims in the mountains.

Many people present have seen the disaster in Jingyang when the real person soared, and some have also seen the disaster in Zhongzhou by the West Sea.

Compared with this night ’s tornado, those two days ’calamities are too mild!

That thunderstorm vortex actually occupied more than half of the sky, bringing unimaginable coercion to the earth.

No practitioners dare to stay in the sky and stand in the mountains watching the whirlpool of thunderstorms that seem to be in front of them. There were at least tens of thousands of thunder and lightning in that thunderstorm vortex, and any one was enough to blast a giant object into the sky. What would it look like if it fell at the same time?

"too strong……"

Nan Wang looked at the sky, his voice trembled.

Xueji had now turned into a little white spot, and kept flying upward in the narrow passage.

The practitioners who saw this scene have the same emotions as her.

Zhao Layue's eyes were full of longing.

The strong human races are not feeling Tianjie, but the realm and life level of Xue Ji.

The higher the ascendant's realm, the greater the power of the calamity.

In the records of the practice world, all the scourges are not terrible tonight.

This also shows that Xue Ji's realm strength is better than all the ascendants in human history.

Can she withstand this calamity?

People looked at the horror scene in the sky with various emotions and expectations.

The sky suddenly turned white!

Hundreds of thunderbolts fell from the thunderstorm vortex at the same time, looking at the ground like a giant mountain made of bright light, suppressing towards Xueji!

The lake at the top of the Bihu Lake was violently stagnant, and the Taoist Temple opened on its own. An immature thunder tree on the inside formed an instant perfect burnt color.

The hundreds of thunderbolts disappeared in mid-air, but some aftertastes fell to the ground, and they had such a big impact.

What about Xue Ji in a thunderstorm?

The dazzling lightning converged.

The bang came to the ground, but couldn't hold back countless exclaims.

Xueji is still in the sky.

She headed higher.

Those horrible thunderstorms seemed to avoid that channel!

Thunderstorms kept falling.

The snow has turned into heavy rain.

People stood in the storm, looking up at the sky, watching her fly higher.

That black line is getting thinner and thinner ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It looks like it will be broken!

At the last moment, a terrible discharge suddenly appeared in Thunderfield.

Thousands of lightnings are densely woven in the sky, making a loud noise, blooming a dazzling light, looking at it like a huge snowflake illuminated by the sun.

The black thread broke like a cotton thread, falling apart in the lightning and turning into ashes.

The channel is cut off.

"I'm never coming back again ... ha ha ha ha ha."

Suddenly, the voice of Xue Ji came from the sky.

Her voice was getting farther and farther.

But everyone clearly felt the cheerful taste of her voice.

That is freedom.

That is free.