The Path Toward Heaven

The practice world recognizes that Baizhen is one of the most powerful digital giants in Chaotian Continent, but it is strange that the practitioners do not value her privately.

Probably like Yin San and Jing Jiu and the newly-dead Kou Qingtong once said, she always behaves stingily.

But it was not until then that people really saw her strong.

That's really strong.

The white-bladed fairy turned into a light spot in the sky and died.

Under the blow of Qingshan Sword Formation, Langzhongzhou sent a cloud boat into fragments, and at least hundreds of elders and disciples died.

Her daughter is pale, sitting next to even March, obviously the situation is not right, and she is likely to die.

In such a situation, she was still so calm or indifferent, just like the overall situation in the world is still under her control.

This is not camouflage, but because she has not shot from beginning to end.

Obviously, even March and Jingjiu have no fighting power now, so who will come?

"Three wins in five games, Aoyama Sect has won."

The sound of Bu Qiuxiao sounded in the sky, calm and firm.

Zhen Bairen glanced at the bitter boat and said, "Even two fights?"

Qilian March and Jing Jiu faced the White-Blade Immortal. Whether it was a wheel fight or a joint strike, it was indeed two fights one.

"Yunmeng Mountain is also two people."

A lotus cloud fluttered from the south, sending the voice of a Zen child.

The Bai Baixian came to Bai Zao's body. From a certain perspective, the Zhongzhou faction did have two people.

However, everyone knows that the words of Bai Zhenren or Bu Qiuxiao or Zenzi are excuses.

Zhongzhou sent three cloud boats to death, and killed three valley owners, more than ten strong men, and hundreds of disciples. They had already formed a **** feud with Qingshan Sect. significance?

Looking at the expressionless face of Bai Zhenren in the faint mist, she knew that she would never stop there today. The attack of the Zhongzhou faction would continue, and everyone at the scene might die.

A coercive coercion fell from the bitter boat to the Imperial City Square.

A clear beam of light fell on the square after being refracted by the mirror.

Qiu Buqiuxiao and Zenzi are ready to shoot.

"You want to die with you, anyway."

Xi Baizhenren ignored them and took a step towards the hall.

Take a step.

The imperial city is foggy.

The terrible whistling sounded in the sky. The remaining ten cloud ships came towards the imperial city. Yue Qianmen and other powerful virtuosos stood at the bow of the boat and looked around vigilantly.

Zhen Baizhen walked to the hall and looked at Jing Jiu on the stone steps and said, "The Castle Peak Sword Formation is really powerful, but can you use it again now?"

Yes, Jing Jiu can't fight anymore.

Suddenly a clear flute sounded in front of the imperial city.

The sound of Jain flute seemed to come from the stream, from the back of the cow, from the green hill.

A young boy in red blowing a bamboo flute and walked in slowly from the main entrance of the palace.

The whistle fluttered on Huangcheng Square, and the swords inserted in the ground felt a certain kind of evoke and began to tremble.

With a crisp sound of friction, more than a dozen swords rose from the ground, turning into glory, killing a Zhongzhou faction master who tried to enter the range of the imperial city.

Immediately afterwards, more and more flying swords rose off the ground!

Qingshan Jianzhen seems to have signs of resurgence!

Squinting and seeing is not right, the elders and disciples of the Zhongzhou faction flew from the cloud boat one after another, attacked the magic weapon and Taoism, and attacked the red boy.

The young boy in red seemed to be unaware, but he was blowing his flute intently and calmly, walking slowly towards the temple.

The whistle was melodious, and as his footsteps moved, more and more swords trembled, and then rose off the ground.

Huh!

Countless flying swords fluttered around the body of the boy in red and walked, and then traveled like a line, beheading those elders and disciples in Zhongzhou to the sky!

Qian Yueqianmen stepped down from the sky and issued a violent drink. The magic weapon in his hand exuded white light and suppressed it towards the boy in red!

Hundreds of Qingshan Feijian rose into the air and turned into a ribbon, wrapping the magic weapon in between.

In the dense cutting sound like a heavy rain, the magic weapon was cut into pieces directly!

Wu Feijian did not stop, and continued to rise towards the sky, passing through the body of Yueqianmen.

The Yueyue Qianmen issued a cry of anger, his right arm flew away, and was instantly chopped into powder by Jianyi.

He was seriously injured, and he did not dare to stop any more, and returned to the cloud boat by the way of heaven and earth.

Those cloud boats who are heading towards the palace, feeling the sword of heaven and earth, do not dare to move forward.

Uh ...

Uh ...

The young boy in red came to the middle of Huangcheng Square, finally put down the bamboo flute in his hand, and looked at Bai Zhenren quietly.

The young boy's eyebrows are so handsome and intimate, but his eyes are so indifferent, as if the whole world is in front of him, and he doesn't care.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, guessing that he should be a real person in Taiping, that is, Yin San.

"I can still use the Castle Peak Sword Formation." Yin San said calmly while watching Bai Zhenren.

He is the real head of Qingshan's predecessor, so he can naturally use the Qingshan sword array.

The premise is that Jing Jiu holding the head token does not stop him.

Obviously, in this case Jingjiu would certainly not do so.

Zhen Baizhen looked at Yin San with no expression and said, "Although I don't know how you lived till now, I can see that you are still weak."

Xieyin smiled slightly and said, "Even a small child, as long as he can lift a hammer, he can still kill a few people."

Xi Baizhen said blankly, "You show me?"

Uh ...

Uh ...

Today is the best opportunity for the Zhongzhou faction, and they paid the price of a pair of celestial beings and Bai Xian's ancestors. If they leave Chaoge City in this way, wouldn't all their achievements be abandoned?

Everyone can think that Bai Zhenren will not give up.

The Qingshan Sword Formation mobilized by the real person of Tai Taiping with a flute sound is obviously different from the Qingshan Sword Formation previously called by Jingjiu.

Xu Yinsan looked at her with a smile and said, "I don't think you have a chance."

There was a sudden sound of thunder in the sky.

雷 This thunder didn't come from the clouds at high altitude, but from the sky, hundreds of miles from the northwest.

There is Yunmeng Mountain.

That's Kirin's roar.

Hearing this roar, the people around the imperial city are very afraid ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Is this the ancient **** and beast going out of the mountain? Hu Guifei was pale, thinking how could this be good? Jing Yao, Lu Guogong, and others were also grim, thinking that if Qingshan Sect never came again, it would still look like a losing day today.

No one thought of it. Hearing the unicorn's roar, Bai Zhenren deeply looked at Yin San and Jing Jiu, and disappeared into a cloud of fog.

More than a dozen cloud ships evacuated at the fastest speed, and soon left Chaoge City, even those disciples who died in the square were left unmanaged.

People looked at the sky, shocked and wondered what was going on?

Uh ...

Uh ...

Thirteen Qingshan sword boats emerged from the clouds, enclosing Yunmeng Mountain towards the northwest of Gecheng.

When Hunchun was deep, a snowstorm fell in the sky.

Wu Yuan riding a whale, Fang Jingtian, Guangyuan real person, Nan Wang, Cheng Youtian, Fuwang, and more than ten elders who broke the sea, all looked down at the sea of ​​clouds.

She Qingshan Sect was the best!

The Qingshan sword boat in the forefront has begun to attack. Countless sword lights keep falling from the boat and beheaded towards Yunmeng Mountain.

The pale cyan sheen kept flashing, indicating that the Yunmeng array was defending, and there should be no problem in looking at it, but for some reason, it always seemed a bit hard.

Tong Yan stood in the forefront of the Qingshan Sword Boat, looking indifferent and calm, constantly calculating the weak links and operating rules of Yunmeng's array, occasionally reaching out a little, so the flying sword would turn in the direction and go with it. .