Library of Heaven’s Path

"The younger Du Qingying, no intention to offend..." Du Qingyi took a step forward.

"This is not what you should come in. If you are here, stay with me!"

I was too lazy to listen to nonsense, and the skeleton fingers came over.

Oh!

In an instant, Zhang Hang and Du Qingying felt that the world was like a collapse, and the body seemed to be crushed into pieces.

"This is the power of the gods..."

When the pupils shrink, Zhang Hang can't take care of the explanation, and there is no time to say more. The Tongshang sword shakes, and the most powerful swordsmanship is once again displayed.

Oh!

Endless swordsmanship, forming a fishing net full of enchantments in the air.

When the finger and the fishing net are touched, they are entangled, and the force of pressing down can no longer advance.

"Good swordsmanship, are you the **** of the sword?"

When I stopped the attack, I shook my head and shook my head: "No, this place, how can there be people with swords and gods! And, their swords, sharp and fierce, with persistence in perseverance, for the sake of guardianship, rather than bending... ...and you are so lingering, with a sentimental sword, very different. You can comprehend such a powerful trick in this apocalyptic land, you are the same as the last one who entered here! The talent is not weak."

"However, that's all! This is the grave of the master. It is not for outsiders to enter. It is not weak to read your sword. It is not easy to repair. Come away immediately!"

He waved his hand.

"Predecessors, this time we came here, we are looking for... we can break through the spirit of the gods and hope to be perfect!"

Seeing that the other party is not attacking, and rushing to go, Zhang hangs a sigh of relief and hurries.

If the city of the trapping can really find the spirit of the gods, it must be related to this.

"Do you want to die?" shouted.

"Do not want to..."

Zhang Suxiao smiled.

"roll!"

Ramp.

"senior……"

Zhang Hang’s voice did not fall, and he waved his hand.

The huge force rushed over like the tide of the whole world.

Once again, Zhang hangs and slams a finger, and many of the pseudo-deity weapons that I received from the Tongshen Temple were sacrificed at the same time.

Hey!

His face was red, and a blood spurted out. Zhang hanged and flew out. He fell heavily on the ground. There were countless weapons, and it was like a heavy blow. They fell to the ground one by one, like rain.

In the body, the Taoist instinct is running, recovering some, and resisting the severe pain in the body, Zhang Suhang stood up.

"I really don't want to offend my predecessors, but... this time, I really want the spirit of the gods..."

"I see you want to die!"

It’s cold.

Zhang Susuo immediately felt a strong pressure, falling from the sky, and he was crushed into powder at any time. Just when he was about to hold on, the pendant of the chest suddenly became warm and immediately relieved the pressure.

call!

It seems that the power of the pendant is sensed. The pressure of the sky disappears without a trace. When Zhang Susit is trying to talk, he feels a tight body and immediately sees that the chest of the chest flies straight toward the other side.

"Return me..."

The teeth clenched and Zhang Hang wanted to rush.

But like being trapped by something, how can you break free?

Holding the jade pendant, he glanced at it and slammed it back and flew back to the chest of the hanging.

call!

The imprisoned body has recovered, and Zhang has a big mouth and gasps.

"Do you want to be able to advance to the spirit of the gods?"

I don’t have the attitude before, but I look at it.

"Yes, I hope that my predecessors will be perfect!"

Seeing that the other party did not capture his own pendant, Zhang sighed and hurriedly held a fist.

"I don't have the spirit of the gods, but this can be replaced!"

He paused for a moment, grabbed the palm of his hand, and gathered innumerable decaying air in the air. The blink of an eye was condensed together under tremendous force to form a black airflow.

Zhang hanging a trip.

The black airflow in front of you can be clearly felt, more pure than the decaying gas, and similar to the spirit of the gods you have seen before, giving people a sense of oppression that is difficult to counterbalance.

But...but it’s not golden, but it’s also with a strong declining power. Don’t say that with the promotion of the gods, I’m afraid that if I get a little yellow chicken’s bath water, I can’t stand it and I’ll be on the spot. Corrosive.

"The spirit of the **** I want is golden..."

Zhang Sushen could not help but say.

This kind of certainly can't be used, I really want to take it, let alone break through, and it is still unknown whether I can live.

"This thing was originally golden, but... it’s not the same here!"

Ramp.

"Different?"

"The spirit of the gods is golden yellow, but this place is agile. After a long time, it will be polluted..." He shook his head and said.

For the people of the famous mainland, God is pure and powerful, but for the gods, the filthy, pure spirit of the gods, for a long time, will also be polluted, and thus become a decaying gas, no way Reversed.

Zhang Hang face color iron blue.

I thought I could find the pure spirit of the gods. If it is all this kind of appearance, it is useless to get it!

Because you can't use it at all, you can't break it!

"Predecessors, can there be a way to make this gas turn golden?"

Asked all the way.

You must become a god, otherwise, don't say you can't find Luo Ruoyi, and even most likely, you will be killed by the Confucius, the Tiandao Library.

I have to deal with life and have to work hard.

Ruan said: "There is a solution, but it is not so easy to complete!"

"Please also show your predecessors!"

Hearing a way, he let out a sigh of relief, and his eyes were bright and hurried.

"Using the method of sacrifice, with the power of the soul, it can be purified! But... many people need to be united and sincerely willing to do it. As long as there is one person, the idea is different, it may lead to failure!"

Awkward.

"Also ask the seniors, give the method..." Hearing can be purified through sacrifices, Zhang sighed and hurried.

"Ok!"

Don't say more, push your finger forward.

call!

A thought was immediately introduced, Zhang Hang and Du Qingying's mind.

"This……"

After reading the contents, Zhang Hang's eyebrows wrinkled.

As the other person said, this kind of sacrifice requires a lot of people to complete, and it is very likely to be sacrificed!

"Purifying the spirit of the gods is actually to become a god. In the realm of the gods, it is nothing. But here, it is against the sky and needs to bear the punishment of the heavenly way... If you can do it, you can try it. I can't do it, I have no other way!"

He waved his hand and the black gas at his fingertips flew over.

Gently grab it and hang it in a jade bottle.

"Well, don't bother me any more. If you come back, whether you are a sword **** or a self-sufficient person, don't blame me."

I waved my hand and slammed my body and sat down. I didn't seem to want to continue to say more.

“Thank you for your seniors...”

Put the jade bottle into the folding space and hang it.

Although the other party did not give him the golden spirit of the gods, it also gave hope and method.

As long as the other party said, it is still possible to succeed.

"Would you like, I used to eat this cockroach?"

Just when Zhang Hang and Du Qingyi were going to leave, the little yellow chicken in the folding space suddenly opened.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Zhang Suhang almost did not faint.

I don't believe in these two goods, but this yellow chicken. Until now, there is still only the peak of Xianjun. Even the false gods are not... Eat a god!

Not dreaming?

What's more, the other party is not malicious. Although he has injured himself, he has no killer, but he has given hope and methods.

"Don't let it be eaten..."

No more to say, the little yellow chicken continues to pick up the buttocks.

After calming down the little yellow chicken, he took a few steps back. What Zhang thought of, he took off the pendant on his chest and held the fist again: "There is still a ruthless invitation, seniors... Can you know the origin of this pendant?"