The Path Toward Heaven

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Jing Jiu floated upward from the bottom of Bitan, saw some wreckage that disappeared gradually, and then saw a face.

To be exact, it was a face with emotions of unwillingness, grief and despair remaining on it.

The evil master who used to be untamed, the final result is only the food when a certain beast is bored, which is of course unacceptable shame and disillusionment.

The face swayed in the lake, and then slowly disappeared.

Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to surface upwards, carrying the iron sword in his hand to the lake.

It has been three years since he lost this iron sword in Bitan. The magic is that it has not disappeared, but the rust on the surface has disappeared a lot. The burn marks left by burning in the snowfield for six years are even smoother after being washed by the lake. This did not make the iron sword shine like a washed silver gun, but it was even more ugly, like an excrement.

Jing Jiu was not dissatisfied. He could not be melted for three years in the pond water with such strong corrosiveness and toxicity. It was the same with Xianjie Feijian.

He steamed the poisonous pond water with his sword fire, took out a new white coat and put it on, covered his face with a sword, and turned to look at the extremely high cliff.

The cliffs were covered with wet moss, looking like a moldy green silk ribbon.

The old man stood on the cliff and looked down at him, his messy head fluttered, his expression indifferent, and blood stains on the corners of his lips.

Jing Jiu had already guessed the identity of the other party. Only this one could walk freely in the town's magic prison, and the two protrusions in the other party's messy head were also obvious.

He went in and out of the town's magic prison, and made very careful arrangements. The most important thing was not to alarm this one. He didn't expect the result to fail.

Who told Zhongzhou faction? Does that person say who he is?

Just as he was thinking about these things, the danger had come.

The old man was not interested in talking to him.

There was a violent wind between the cliffs, and howling shuttled, as if a sharp blade sealed the sky.

The moss was blown off by the wind, and the smell of dirt was flying all over the sky.

An unimaginable and overbearing breath descended on the sky over Bitan.

Don't say Jing Jiu, even the elders in the mountains and sea can't resist this breath.

In the town's magic prison, no one can defeat the old man.

When Bu Lao Lin wanted to assassinate Lu Guogong at the time, Lu Guogong said that no one could kill himself in Taichang Temple, in fact, the same reason.

The world moves with every move.

Who can escape beyond heaven and earth?

The turquoise lake water carried the remains of the big demon, and struck Jingu like a hail storm.

The sword light flashed.

In the sky full of green rain, Jing Jiu turned into a sword and walked high, avoiding the astonishing attack, while trying to find the weakness in the overbearing atmosphere.

The old man stood by the cliff, watching the figure shuttled in the poisonous rain, expressionless.

Being able to hide his perception and enter the lowest level of the town's magic prison is naturally not an ordinary person.

There was a squeak.

Jing Jiu raised his sword to the sky, broke the poisonous rain, and flew towards the cliff.

Looking at this scene, the old man was in a different mood.

This kind of sword control method was more common in ancient times, and it is rarely used now.

What's more important is that Jing Jiu's realm is even weaker than he had previously realized. Then how can he know the biggest secret of the town's magic prison and dare to come in person?

The old man is reluctant to think again.

No one thinks about what ants are thinking.

So weak, then eat it directly.

The old man stretched out his right hand and darted into the night sky.

An invisible force emerged from the dark world, coming from all directions, like a net fell in front of a cliff, and then gathered.

Suddenly flying Jiu Ji suddenly stopped in the air, still maintaining the posture of raising his sword to the sky.

The invisible force acted on him, deforming his clothes slightly, a crunching sound in his body, and the bones seemed to break at any time.

That power came from all directions, so the pool of water on his body didn't fall like rain, and the deeper he went into his shirt, the bigger or smaller the hole was.

His slightly wet head was pulled, his shirt was torn, and his posture was ridiculous. No matter how he looked at him, he was very embarrassed and poor.

The old man stood by the cliff and looked at Jingjiu quietly.

The gap between the realms is like the two of heaven and earth, at least highly equal.

So is manner.

Jing Jiu was very calm, without any fear in his eyes.

The old man was slightly surprised and asked, "You are the ghost?"

Jing Jiu said, "You are the dragon?"

"Knowing my husband's identity, and having no fear, it seems to have a history."

The old man said blankly: I will let you be eaten in the best state to show respect for your teacher. "

Jing Jiu knew this was the price of keeping the other side in Chaoge City.

The price is ... after the death of the prisoner in the town devil, he will become the food of the old man.

The true elements and breath of those evil powerhouses and the underworld demon will be digested and transformed into the purest energy by the old man, thereby extending the life.

When Liu's ten-year-old body conflicted, Jing Jiu had thought about it.

Except for the Canglongs from the Zhongzhou school, only the corpse dogs can directly transform the most obscure and complicated demon breath into the purest Taoist mystery.

Yes, the old man in the town's magic prison is the Zhenshan **** beast Canglong, or the spirit of the Canglong.

Jing Jiu said: "According to the original agreement, you can only eat the dead."

The old man was a little surprised that he knew such a long time ago and said, "When I eat you, you will naturally die."

Jing Jiu thought about the face full of grief and indignation in the previous pond, saying, "You have been breaking the agreement."

The old man said: "Of course the living is better than the dead."

Jing Jiu said, "Are you not afraid of punishment by Zhongzhou?"

"No one can leave the town's magic prison alive. This is the rule established by Bai Xian's ancestors, so who knows whether I eat alive or dead?"

The old man laughed and then opened his mouth.

His mouth was so wide that he was bigger than his own body, and looked like a snake ready to eat.

That invisible force grabbed Jing Jiu and sent it to the cliff.

The old man's mouth was dripping with saliva, it smelled bad, and the large blood basin was full of protruding sarcomas. The lines on the sarcoma were like human brains.

Even more frightening is that four sharp fangs emerged from the flesh, that is dragon teeth.

Looking at these pictures, Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "Don't you want to know why I'm here?"

A sarcoma in the old man's mouth suddenly cracked and turned into a mouth, making an extremely unpleasant sound full of contempt and mockery.

"If you want to say I do n’t ask, because I will directly use soul hunting to capture your memory fragments. The ultimate pain and the fear that comes with it will make your blood very strong, I said, Of course, you should be eaten by me in the best state of beauty, so that it can be considered as the best use of it. In the future, if you are aware of this, you should thank me.

Soul search is difficult to obtain a complete memory of life, but practitioners who undergo soul search experience the most painful mental torture.

The old man didn't want to listen to Jing Jiu at all, so he had to use Soul Search directly, just to torture him, or because he had already guessed the origin of Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's lower body had already entered the old man's mouth, and his sharp fangs were aimed at his waist, but his expression remained calm, saying, "So, all the pain you intend to do to the disciples of Qingshan will be Rebate to you. "

It is the hardest dragon tooth in the world, and even the magic magic of the fairy order can penetrate.

Even if this pair of dragon teeth is not the body, no monk can bear it with his body.

A cruel and playful look appeared in the old man's eyes, and he bit down.

There was a loud noise.

The wind screamed in front of the cliff, and the lightning flashed.

The loud noise came from the crisscross of dragon teeth and dragon teeth.

A scream of screams followed.

The old man covered his mouth and blood flowed from his fingers.

He was pale and shocked ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It was so hard!

He looked forward.

Jing Jiu has disappeared.

The old man was furious and swept away, and now the other party has reached a few miles away, and shouted, "You don't want to escape!"

Jingjiu glanced back at him and said, "This is just the beginning."

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