The Path Toward Heaven

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The two teams obviously also felt a bit weird, before slowing down, they slowed down, waiting for Gu Qing and others to come over. Bookmark this site ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

"What do you want to do?" Tonglu stared at Gu Qing's eyes.

Gu Qing said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Tonglu gave him a cold look and didn't speak again.

He came to the snowfield to participate in Dao battle this year. He had no other purpose, but just wanted to revisit the original memories and sacrifice the friendship between Luohuainan.

Since it has nothing to do with Tonglu's squad, it is naturally related to the Xiangzhou Book of the Zhongzhou School.

People looked back and forth between the two, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

Because of the story of Luo Huainan, and because Jing Jiu and Bai Zao did not return, the relationship between the Qingshan School and the Zhongzhou faction ushered in the best period in history.

However, the process came to an abrupt halt three years ago.

Because Luo Huainan died, he was killed by a Qingshan abandoner. This matter has nothing to do with the Qingshan Sect in essence, but the impact cannot be eliminated.

"Is Gu Dayou, why do you follow us?"

Xiang Wanshu looked at Gu Qing with vigilance.

Gu Qing said: "The world is so big, I just want to walk around."

Xiang Wanshu was a little helpless, thinking that the two friends who had forgotten Feng said that Gu Qing's temperament was calm and amiable, but he did not expect to end up with the habit of God's End Peak.

Can such unreasonable words be said so peacefully?

Gu Qing was also very helpless. He wanted to know that Master did n’t have any portable positioning device. What would I do with you?

Xiang Wanshu gestured with his eyes to follow him a little farther, and lowered his voice and said, "What on earth do you want?"

Gu Qing said, "What you want, I want to do."

Xiang Wanshu said: "Their remains may not be together. Do you forget the last avalanche that Brother Luo said? It was all snow bugs!"

Gu Qing said, "Do you mean that they have all been eaten by snow bugs, and now they can't even find their hair?"

Xiang Wanshu was a little depressed, saying, "This is what you said."

Gu Qing said, "Since your positioning device can still be used, it means that the snow bug cannot digest everything."

Xiang Wanshu said: "Yes, Wan Lixi may be with the positioning device."

Gu Qing patted his shoulder and said, "Have you ever thought about it, my Furth Sword might be together?"

Xiang Wanshu stunned and said, "That makes sense."

Gu Qing glanced at the sky, and said, "Rest first and go together tomorrow?"

"It's fine," Xiang Wanshu said.

With the fame of the Aoyama Sect and the Zhongzhou faction, naturally there is no need to worry about young practitioners participating in Daoist wars daring to **** Wanlixi and Furth Sword, but everything must be careful.

No words overnight.

The morning light came, and people woke up and suddenly felt that the morning light was brighter than the previous day.

Suddenly someone yelled and jumped towards the north.

People looked towards the north and were speechless in shock.

The surrounding Montenegro is so clear that the morning glow is dyed in the sky, and the cold fog in the mountains has cleared up overnight!

Gu Qing went to the side of Xiang Wanshu and said with a smile, "Finally, it can be done sooner."

He smiled at the evening book, thinking about something, and suddenly felt a vibration from his waist.

He looked down and saw the little green bamboo card glowing.

The face of the evening book suddenly changed, and there was no time to say anything. It immediately called out a piece of blue glass, swept up, and broke away, and instantly became a streamer.

Gu Qing's expression changed slightly, he did not hesitate to take away the sword, and instantly turned into a sword light.

Looking at this scene, the companions on the snowfield were surprised, and wondered, what was going on, so anxious?

Tonglu looked at the distance, raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought that he would use the heavens and earth tactics to the evening book. Gu Qing's Jianguang could still catch up. Has he already reached Wuchang?

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On the field outside White City.

Fang Jingtian looked at the north, the wrinkles on his face were illuminated by the morning light, his eyes were still so deep, like a waveless ancient well.

A few miles away, Ren Qianzhu was looking at the north with a dignified expression.

What are these two great figures from the Qingshan School and the Zhongzhou School looking at?

Suddenly, Fang Jingtian narrowed his eyes.

"Head of messenger ..."

He was silent for a while, and said to the disciples behind him, "I find it, nothing."

After a while, Ren Qianzhu also said the same thing to the disciples behind him.

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The streamer and blue light from the blue glazed glass flew out of the black mountains, separated by dozens of feet.

"How far is it?" Gu Qing asked.

Xiang Wanshu's consciousness fell on the green bamboo card, and he said a moment later, "There is still a long way to go."

No matter how calm Gu Qing's temperament was, he was a little annoyed, thinking that these magic weapons from the Zhongzhou School were really superficial and extremely difficult to use.

Xiang Wanshu glanced at him, thinking that the other party had worshipped himself under the end of God's Peak for less than ten years, and he had already surpassed himself, and could not help but be envious.

Jingyang's real former residence of Dongfu really has its own immortality.

I don't know if it's the cold fog or some other reason, howling wind is much quieter.

The two of them ventured to fly, and soon came out of the black mountains. They came to the dead snowy field, and the strange environment did not allow them to reduce their speed by half a minute.

The scorching sun is empty, but there is no warmth, because the chill suddenly explodes.

Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu fell on the snowy field, and found that there was a cliff in front of them, which was extremely steep and bottomless. The most terrifying thing was that all of them were cold fog.

"Where is the specific location?" Gu Qing asked.

Xiang Wanshu clenched the green bamboo small card and felt a moment, pointed to a cliff in the cold fog and said, "There it is."

Gu Qing's voice trembled slightly: "Are you alive?"

Xiang Wanshu's face was full of joy and shouted, "Sister Shi is still alive!"

"Ah!" Gu Qing cried cheerfully.

At this time, Xiang Wanshu was occupied by surprise, but I still felt a bit strange. I thought I could only judge that the sister is still alive. I do n’t know the situation of Jing Jiu. Why are you happier than me?

Gu Qing naturally did not know what Xiang Wanshu was thinking. His logic was very clear. Since your sister Bai was still alive, how could my master die?

"What more hesitation!" He yelled, "hurry up and save people."

Xiang Wanshu said: "The cold fog seals the entrance. How can I save it?"

Gu Qing said, "How deep is it to break the mountain directly?"

Xiang Wanshu observed the cliff and said, "The distance of more than ten feet, if it is broken directly from here, it may collapse, which is too dangerous."

Gu Qing didn't want to discuss with this nerd any more. Yu Jian returned to Bai Yuzhang, sitting cross-legged in the snow with his two-handed sword pointing out!

Fei Jian cut off towards the surface of the snow field!

A bang!

I don't know how much snow and hard soil was cut off by Feijian, and a gully about several feet deep appeared on the ground.

Xiang Wanshu stunned for a moment to understand what he meant, and flew back, sitting next to him with his knees crossed, raising his senses, calling out magic weapons, and blasting towards the surface of the snowy field!

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The young practitioners participating in the road war received news and rushed over one after another, and saw a very strange picture.

Xiang Wanshu and Gu Qing sat on the knees in the snow with their eyes closed.

Jianguang and streamers kept bombarding the ground, and a deep pit had been dug out on the surface of the snowfield.

What is this doing?

The boy with the surname Yuan first reacted, making a strange noise, calling the flying sword and chopping to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the disciples of Qingshan also understood, and the disciples of the Zhongzhou faction also understood that they had called out flying swords and magical instruments to bombard the ground, and even some disciples of other schools had guessed something and began to help.

Tonglu didn't take a shot, standing in the distance, looking at the deeper and longer tunnel, the expression was a little complicated, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Because of the fear of cliff collapse, the angle chosen by Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu is very shallow, which is equivalent to digging a long ramp, and the snowfield is eroded by the cold fog all year round, and the freezing is extremely hard, especially those rocks are almost like steel In general, even the sharp flying sword and the powerful magic weapon, the effect of chopping and bombardment is not too obvious. Fortunately, more and more young practitioners arrived at the scene. After spending several hours, they finally approached the edge of the cliff.

Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu persisted for the longest time, Zhenyuan consumed too much and looked pale.

A crack appeared in the stone wall at the end of the pit.

Gu Qing drank: "Be careful!"

Where the voice fell, the crack spread itself at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the heavy stones fell, making a dull impact sound.

Young practitioners shunned back.

Gu Qing, Xiang Wanshu, and the boy with the surname Yuan came to the front of the crowd.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, until the first half of the stone wall collapsed!

There was a loud noise, the snowy field trembled, and the stones on the ground rolled around ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a great smoke and dust, covering the sky!

I don't know how long after that, the dust finally dispersed.

Countless eyes stared over there.

A hole appeared there.

An iron sword was stuck there, burning constantly, looking like a torch that would never go out in the night.

Inside the burning iron sword is a bamboo lounge chair.

Looking at the bamboo lounge chair, Gu Qing's eyes were moist.

Jing Jiu was lying on a bamboo chair and looked at the crowd.

His gaze moved and finally landed at Gu Qing.

"You guys are too big."

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