The Path Toward Heaven

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Guigui Hu has been in Yunmengshan for many years. Even if Luo Huainan and many people support Jing Xin, there should be many people supporting her.

She squinted and said, "It's too easy to find out afterwards, too dangerous. 危险 Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"

Gu Qing said: "Our whereabouts are very simple, first of all he is not in Yunmengshan, and secondly it is not an emergency."

Hu Guifei froze, thinking that this is really much simpler.

Satisfying these two conditions at the same time, the whereabouts of Luohuainan would have been known.

She stared at Zhao Layue's eyes and asked, "Don't you doubt me, you are the black hand behind you?"

"Because you gave Shi Fengchen's righteous son a piece of gold and silver?"

Zhao Layue said blankly: "Although you are an idiot in this matter, I am not an idiot."

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A faint light of gold suddenly appeared in the night.

Zhao Layue and Gu Qing stopped.

"It seems Feng's injury is already well."

The **** urn wrapped up by the comer seemed even shorter.

The lamp in front of the temple illuminated his face.

The royal enshrines the city of Kim Ming.

Gu Qing was nervous and her lips were a little dry.

Zhao Layue didn't speak.

Jin Mingcheng took out a sword from His Majesty, handed it to her, and said, "The first name of the sword."

Zhao Layue said, "I have a sword."

Jin Mingcheng said, "Isn't Firth sword lost in the snowy field?"

Zhao Layue said, "I have my own."

Jin Mingcheng said: "The sword is average and recognizable. Unlike the first son sword, which has been hidden in the palace for hundreds of years, no one has long remembered."

Gu Qing was wary of thinking, is this the killing of a sword?

"If Your Majesty wants to kill anyone, do you still need to borrow someone else's hand?" Zhao Layue asked.

Jin Mingcheng said slowly: "Your Majesty is the co-owner of the world. Because of the common word, many things are inconvenient."

Zhao Layue didn't say anything, took the sword called the first son.

Gu Qing glanced at her with some surprises.

He was very opposed to entering the palace tonight. Between this seemingly ordinary temple, there are too many dangerous and true monks.

It is easy for these strong monks to destroy him and Zhao Layue. He even thinks that he cannot hide his whereabouts at all.

But Zhao Layue was calm and didn't worry at all. She seemed to know something.

What he didn't know was that Zhao Layue had guessed that when Jing Jiu left Zhao Garden that day, he went to Laoshan to see the Emperor.

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There is a deep mountain in the north of Yujun County. There is a spiritual sect called Beiximen, which is a small school of the Zhongzhou school.

One day in midsummer, more than ten teachers and apprentices from Beiximen went out of the mountain and headed towards Guiyun City. In the year before the Beiximen, three pieces of magical steps were refined, two of which were dedicated to Yunmengshan, and the remaining one was inconsistent with the exercises in the door and was ready to be sent to Guiyun City for auction.

The treasures are as famous as the Qingshu ancestor's treasure tree residence and Yimaozhai's Waizhai. Of course, they also have the same deep background, but they are the industry of Yunmengshan Cold Food Valley.

What Beiximen didn't expect is that the most important magic weapon at this treasure auction was not its own production, but a herb.

"What kind of grass is that, is it more important than the magic of the steps?"

"It has nothing to do with you and me anyway, I heard that the buyer has been identified."

"Who dares to do the calibration in the treasure? Is it what the ancestor of the ancestor wanted?"

"Uncle Liu, do you know this?"

That herb caused much speculation and discussion among Beiximen disciples.

People looked curiously at the leading middle-aged man who was thin.

The uncle named Liu listened to these arguments and smiled.

He knows more.

That herb should be the Sanqing grass in the rumor, and of course it is eligible to be placed in the most important position of the auction.

Qingshan Jianzong has released the wind, naturally no one dared to compete with them for this herb, but just went through the process in accordance with the rules of the treasure.

Outside the valley is a plain, and Guiyun City has a smooth journey.

Cicadas cried, as if seeing off.

Suddenly, the cicada suddenly disappeared.

Uncle Liu raised an eyebrow and said, "Be careful, set up."

There is a word called 噤 Ruo Cicada. At this time, it is midsummer and the weather is hot. Why does the cicada suddenly disappear?

A very light black mist floated in from the valley, and the newly-fruited fruit among the trees collapsed.

The students of Beiximen looked suddenly, took out the magic weapon as fast as possible, and completed the defensive formation.

The black mist gradually dispersed, and several figures gradually appeared. Judging from the clothes and the cold atmosphere, it was by no means a good generation.

"I didn't expect you to be low-level, but rather alert, you could find out our whereabouts in advance."

An old man with an indifferent expression said, "The young master wants the treasure you bring, hurry up."

The Uncle Liu said, "It turned out to be Xuanyinzong's demon. This is Yu County, less than three thousand miles away from Yunmeng Mountain. When did your courage grow so big?"

"Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou, and you are you. What if you killed all of you? Could the priests in Yunmeng Mountain still be here?"

The old man is the elder of Xuanyin Sect, and he has extremely powerful evil skills. There are no such masters and apprentices in his eyes, but he is a bit jealous of the formation of Beiximen—somehow, Xuanyin Sect won the ground The magic weapon's willingness is very strong and direct. Instead of bidding on treasures through casual repairs, he chose to grab directly.

The battle started like this, the air was torn, and countless air streams collided with each other.

The black mist was getting thicker and denser, and the clear light emitted by the Beiximen array was getting darker.

The disciples of Beiximen stood in the array, destroying their own instruments and maintaining the array. Under the impact of the people of the Xuanyin Sect, their support was very hard, their faces were paler and paler, and the signal of asking for help had been sent. I don't know when the same door can come to support, can I still have time?

The elder Xuanyinzong looked coldly at the picture in front of him, seemingly calm, but actually anxious.

This is not far from Beiximen. What if the other party comes to help, more importantly, if Yunmengshan is alarmed, it will be troublesome.

Suddenly there was a gap in the matrix method, the elder of Xuanyinzong's eyes suddenly cooled, turned into a black mist to break through the clear light, and came to the disciples of Beiximen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He re-condensed, he appeared Shaped, holding the Yin Yin and hit the uncle Liu.

Where does Uncle Liu dare to resist these magical tools, and help them to evade backwards by using the magical instruments, the disciples who are totally indifferent to maintaining the formation are exposed.

The elder Xuanyinzong wanted this effect. With a sneer, Yinzhuo took the evil spirit and wrapped the nearest Beiximen disciple in.

There is earth-shaking yin and blood-shaping qi on his vagina. If ordinary practitioners cannot protect their bodies, they will die if they touch them.

The Beiximen disciple had an ordinary appearance and ordinary breath, and when he saw it, it turned into blood. He seemed to be frightened and stood still without moving.

The elder Xuan Yinzong suddenly felt something wrong.

A small bronze bell suddenly appeared before him.

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