The Path Toward Heaven

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the sight gradually became clear. The palace walls that were far apart had similar tragic conditions. The walls were peeling and the holes were full of scars. It looked like a monument thousands of years ago.

The palace wall on the south side was the most miserable, and a huge gap appeared, about tens of feet wide.

Qilian retreated in March.

Everyone's gaze was on her fist, followed by it, and finally fell on her face, full of awe and fear.

Her actions are not beautiful, very ordinary, just like her people.

But who dares to say that this is ordinary when seeing the previous battle?

Everyone knows that even March is the strongest thing in the practice world, but not many people have seen her shot because she has n’t really shot in many years, and those who saw her shot many years ago have basically died . Today people only know that she is really so strong, so terrible, even stronger and more terrible than the legend.

Kou Qingtong, the last strongman of the Blood Demon Sect, was beaten into such a ghost appearance by her.

Jiu Jingjiu knows what kind of person she is, and she beats Kou Qingtong as expected, so she is calm, but her eyes are slightly worried.

"Yunmengshan really has a deep foundation. It is very strong to come casually, but for me, it is still weaker." Lian March said to the real person.

Talking about how real people are, they couldn't help but grin and said, "This is not just a random pick."

As deep as Jin Yun Mengshan, there is only one murderer like Kou Qingtong.

"But he is not as good as you." Lian Sanyue stared at the real person's eyes and said, "So I want to hit you."

Wu Qingshan Sect and Zhongzhou faction have agreed on five finals, and the winner can continue to fight.

Qilian won the first game in March and is certainly eligible for the second.

I just didn't think that she had just defeated Kou Qingtong's strong class, and then she had to challenge to talk about real people.

The palace became quiet again.

No one really likes her this time.

Talking about the real person is really the strongest person in mainland China, and even said in March that Kou Qingtong was not as good as him.

Qin Lian was stronger in March, and had just defeated Kou Qingtong, it was bound to consume a lot, and he was obviously injured. How can he defeat the real person?

I was a little surprised that Tan Zhenren did not reject her like Jing Jiu said, and said calmly, "Please."

Jun Lian looked at him with an expression of appreciation in her eyes and said, "I said, you are a good person, so I let you take the shot first."

Previously, she and Kou Qingtong had said that if she shot first, no one would get a shot.

谈 Is it true to talk about real people?

Talking about the real person not feeling humiliated, seriously began to prepare, put his hands in front of him, and then began to adjust the distance and angle.

His expression is really serious, just like the farmer who is preparing to plow the field to sharpen the knives, and the general who is preparing to go out to polish the knives.

After a short while, his hands no longer moved, about a foot and a half apart, his fingers spread slightly, such as embracing a void.

I was sure that everything was perfect. The real person looked up and looked at Lian Sanyue and said, "Okay."

Jun Lian suddenly laughed.

She asked Tan Zhenren to take a shot, and Tan Zhenren really only had a pair of hands.

He is so indifferent, so proud.

This is the style of the Zhongzhou faction.

But she also didn't want to take the shot first, and facing her hands, it was extremely difficult to make a shot.

The hands of talking about a real person are by no means simple, and the void held by her feels like another real space, with extremely subtle meaning and fierce danger.

Qilian Sanyue quietly looked at those hands and began to calculate.

Talk about the real person did not move, let her watch.

缓慢 The time passed slowly and Zhaoxia returned to the sky of Chaoge City. The palace was still quiet, everyone was watching the scene nervously, knowing that this was by no means as simple as confrontation, but the realm of real person and Lianyue was too delicate to understand.

The sound of yawning suddenly sounded in the hall of Pian Pian, and Ping Yongjia felt very boring and said, "When will it start?"

In the quiet palace, many people heard his words and glared at each other.

He even heard this sentence in March, smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger to drop a drop of water in the wind, and bounced to the opposite side.

The drop of water crossed the distance of several miles and fell into the hands of the real person accurately.

Suddenly, the void rippled like a lake.

Jun Lian didn't take the first shot in March.

Talk about real people did not take action.

But the battle between the strongest continents began.

Uh ...

Uh ...

The lake surface gradually calmed down, and the ripples gradually widened, emitting several arcs of light.

When the waves roll, the lake is the lake and the river is the river. Only when it calms down can it become a mirror.

At this time, talking about the void between the hands of a real person, it became a mirror with a few arcs on it.

The smallest mirror can also fit into the widest sky, as long as the distance is far enough, or the method is strong enough.

The entire imperial city entered the mirror at this moment, and then was cut into different pictures by that arc, interlaced, superimposed, and occasionally separated, but in short it was not one.

The world in the real world has changed along with it. The palace complex seems to be cut into several sections, looking strange and dazzling.

Some bold and curious eunuchs glanced twice, then they couldn't take it anymore, and passed out.

Some ministers in the hall also covered their foreheads and slumped on the ground.

The sectarians in the sky, seeing the side pictures, also felt that the Tao was slightly confused, and quickly turned their faces.

Qiu Qiuxiao ordered ordinary disciples such as Liu Shisui and Ji Yiyun to close their eyes, and then looked at the square, admiring again, thinking that using truth theory to talk about real people is truly unique in the world.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Talking about the real person's hands slowly closing, the void was deformed and distorted.

宫殿 The two palaces in the two pictures are close together, and a unimaginable force appears on the square with the superposition of space.

There are countless crisp and crackling sounds in the quiet palace, which may be the sound of space cutting or the sound of space debris annihilation.

Countless gusts of wind rushed out of those crevices and cracks, walking through the square. If it was not the shield of the imperial city array, I was afraid that the palace wall would be destroyed in an instant.

Yan Lianyue's black hair fluttered, her face paled, and a corner of her lips overflowed with blood.

In the battle between Kou Qingtong and Kou Qingtong, she could not sustain minor injuries. At this time, she was squeezed by the space, and the injuries suddenly burst out.

If she wants to win this battle, she must use the most violent offensive to interrupt the way of talking about the real person. The problem is that although the real person is a mirror holder, he is also a mirror person. Where in the space, how can that attack him?

Qian Lian took a step forward in March and found a passage between the sky mirrors.

通道 That passage is not the way to talk about the real person, but through the round of rising sun in the sky.

She wasn't ready to fly away, she just wanted to see the sun.

A beam of morning light came from the east sky, and the space debris ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in the imperial city fell exactly on her.

In the clear morning light, her figure seemed extremely tall.

伸出 She stretched out her right hand to catch the morning light, then held it hard.

An indescribable noise rang in her palm.

Is like a broken string, but also a flying sword, or a magic weapon.

Chenguang breaks!

Chan Lian didn't let go in March, Chenguang kept refracting and conflicting in her palm, and finally overflowed between the fingers, turned into broken grains, and went in all directions.

The space mirrors in the imperial city are simultaneously occupied by the particles of the morning light, and all of them become white in an instant, looking like countless sheets of paper, the picture is unusually magical.

"On!"

Qilian sang in March and threw the morning light from his hands to the ground.

The milky white light particles roll away on the ground, like the mist.

At the same time, the light particles in the space mirrors also began to make uninterrupted impacts toward the edges, making a crackling sound like a heavy rain.

I do n’t know if the edge is about to collapse, or the strong attraction between the morning light particles. The space mirrors are gradually closing, and the palace group is gradually returning to its original normal appearance.

There is a tower in the imperial garden to the west of the Imperial Palace, but at this time it is in the sky above.

With the means of Lian March, the tower slowly drifted back towards the western imperial garden.

At this time, Tan came out of the tower.