The Path Toward Heaven

About seven million kilometers away from that golden planet, there is a battleship.

The shape of that battleship is different from most of the battleships of the Galaxy Alliance. It is irregularly rounded and looks more like a fortress.

It is also like an asteroid with a diameter of more than 100 kilometers.

The bells are melodious and come from very far away places, in fact human beings can't hear them at all.

The sun heard it, and suddenly burst out, spitting out an unimaginable huge flame, and instantly swallowed the golden planet. The warship was also affected by the solar storm, and the half-open gravitational field caused a fiery glare in the space twists and turns, and the light passed through the windows to illuminate the world inside.

The internal space of the battleship is extremely huge, like a real planet.

A simulated sun rises and falls in the sky, illuminating the blue sea and grasslands, and the humans living inside.

If Jing Jiu, Shen Yunbu, Xilai and Tan Zhenren see the sun, they should be silent for a long time.

Then some people were calm and silent, some yelled, some people sharpened their swords in silence, and some turned around and left.

That round of the sun is an ultra-micronized power furnace, but it has no outer shell and is extremely huge. You can imagine how terrible its power is.

It turns out that human civilization has gone further than imagined.

There is a small island in the deep blue sea, a volcano in the middle of the island, and a hot spring in the volcano.

Qingshan Patriarch and the yukata girl who claimed to be "flying" just drink and play chess at the hot spring, and decide the direction of the entire human civilization.

They still play the backgammon game.

The four sunspots have been connected in a line, and no remedy can change the ending.

According to the rules of backgammon, there are many rules that are not allowed, but the positions on the board are obviously not those.

The girl in the yukata curled her lips, swayed the black hair of her forehead like a watermelon skin, and said, "Shen Qingshan, you are fooling again."

Neither the people of the Galaxy Alliance nor the ascending ascendant continent will call the name of Qingshan Patriarch in this way, but she is a special one.

She stretched out her hand and pulled at random, chopping up all the pieces on the board, and naturally there was no victory or defeat in this game of backgammon.

But there are always things that need to be separated, such as the war between them and Jing Jiu.

Suddenly the girl said, "Talk about real people and Xilai can live."

Qingshan Patriarch said: "Yes."

The girl said, "If Jingyang surrenders, it will do."

Grandpa Qingshan was silent for a while and said, "Of course."

As his voice fell, a second bell sounded from the depths of the distant universe, against the solar wind, landed on the surface of the burning fireball, and was knocked back.

That bell ignited the flame of the sun, engulfed the golden planet again, and then became more violent, engulfing this huge battleship into the tongue of fire.

The Bihu waves, and then boils, producing countless bubbles, and the mist instantly fills the huge hull and fills every corner.

Qingshan Patriarch said: "It seems that the story is not completely true, and the realm of Taoism and Law is really stronger than that of the Bai family."

"If talking about a real person is timid like a mouse, how can he join forces to destroy the foundation of the Bai Family?"

The girl stood up and looked out to the blue planet far away from the window, and said softly, "This person must be ruthless enough."

"Even so, he is not our opponent. Why dare to ring Jingyun Bell? According to the story, he should continue to hide."

Qingshan Patriarch put away the four black pawns and got up and walked to the girl, "So I did not expect that he would suddenly appear, and then influence this story."

The girl said calmly: "They are fellow, or the same year, comrades, just like us."

Qingshan Patriarch was silent for a while and said, "It makes sense."

On the surface, the wind is light and the clouds are faint and silent, in fact, there are countless dangerous, hidden in the wind, and the dark sea waves.

The bell rang for the third time and landed on the sun, igniting a larger amount of light slurry, and turned into a light arrow by the gravity of the golden planet, striking the battleship.

The gravitational field device of the warship has not yet entered a fully activated state, because it is necessary to ensure that the consciousness goes to the far side of the universe to monitor the situation of the battlefield.

Qingshan Patriarch flicked his fingers, and countless sword lights came out of the body, chopping those high-temperature blazes into countless pieces, spreading like fireflies.

"He is a sword of all things, and a weapon left by the gods, but no matter what kind of existence, it is a death after all, thinking about things used to calculating, but do not understand the power of computing power, the world is infinite.

He withdrew his eyes, looked at the messy pieces on the board, and said, "Even if he counts all of this, it will eventually be a defeat."

The girl said: "I don't like to listen to such words, but it is true."

The bells continued to ring, and the sun became more and more violent, like the pulp, but it could not hurt the battleship, and it faded away, which seemed to be the echo of the funeral.

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More than 10,000 warships spouted bright flames and flew out of the fog outside the galaxy, looking like a torrent of burning flying swords.

Those ascending ignoring the extremely cold universe, leaving their warships, flying toward the asteroid belt at high speed, looking like dozens of bright stars.

The development of human civilization to this day is really quite great, just like the picture at this time, it can be called the stars shining.

The only thing that is a bit boring is that the enemy that mankind has to deal with today is Jing Jiu.

Ka's soft sound made an unimaginable huge wave in the ocean of his consciousness, and the program's symbols radiated a clear light, as if condensed into a real aperture, wrapped around his wrists, ankles and neck.

These apertures are the new Chengtian sword.

Chengtianjian is specifically used to restrain everything.

A bizarre breath wave oscillates deep in the universe, invading Jing Jiu's Dao heart from the outside to the inside, resonating with every minute of his body, forming an extremely strong, lock-like connection.

That breath and resonance formed an unimaginable magnificent force that controlled his body and prevented him from even extending a middle finger.

"I will keep your self-consciousness as much as possible." Huaxi said to him.

When she said this, the little girl's face did not have any emotional changes, but her eyes were a little bright, and she seemed somewhat credible.

Jing Jiu didn't pay attention, lowering his head and thinking about some very important things.

This game arranged by Qingshan Patriarch and Huaxi's shot made him somewhat unexpected.

Unexpectedly, it does not mean that it is not expected at all.

He calculated the hundreds of millions of chess pieces in the battleship Lieyang for so many days. How could he not count them?

These may be in the mathematical model, he has made corresponding plans, but the probability is too low, he thinks less.

The main problem is that he is too confident.

That ring is the civilization crystallization of Chaotian Continent and the Galaxy Alliance, the highest order artifact, just like Shen Yunbu, but it is not his most vigilant new Chengtian sword.

The new Chengtian sword is not a ring, not handcuffs, not a bracelet, or even a real thing, but a program.

Qingshan Patriarch turned into a programmer, who can think of it?

Of course he will not admit defeat.

According to the mathematical model established in advance, he still has a 7% chance of victory.

If West wakes up, it is 17%.

If Cao Yuan also suddenly wakes up, he can add another three percentage points.

If according to his original thoughts, Xueji was found through today's events, the probability of victory could exceed 40%.

Of course, if the real person can kill the ancestor on the ancestral star, it is 100%.

It is a pity that now it seems that the old talk has not succeeded, but fortunately he has hidden countless means of life-saving, without worrying about his life and death.

Now he only needs to worry about his life and death.

It's not life and death in chess, it's really life and death.

Numerous extremely tiny, spore-like golden lights spilled out of Jing Jiu's body, which is the most subtle component of fairy gas.

This shows that his Dao Xin has lost his control and cannot control his own body or even the immortal qi in his body. He was bound by the Heavenly Court to the Xianxiantai, waiting for the Xianjun who was cut by thousands of swords.

The stars are gathering at high speed, like the reverse picture of the Big Bang.

Those stars are battleships and powerful ascendants.

There are the ancestors of Zen, there are Chenwu mountain stone people, and there are many famous people in the history of the practice world of Chaotian mainland. Yes, this story has developed to this stage at this moment, and even these great giants can often only appear in front of us collectively in the form of the words "Ascendants".

Jing Jiu, who was covered in fairy mist, became more and more clear in their sight.

The emotions in their sight are getting more and more complicated.

The strongest soaring person in Chaotian Continent lowered his head as if he had fallen asleep.

He is losing his last sense of autonomy, becoming a new Jingyang real person, a brand-new star-level weapon, or a dead man.

At this moment, Xi Lai's voice rang: "Real person, do you think I can be eternal?"

His voice is no longer so sincere, cheerful and sunny, without any mood swings, very indifferent.

There was no longer a smile on his face, no expression, as if he had changed back to the former statue.

This question is inexplicable, especially at this time, but he asked it very seriously.

It's like a good-looking teenager who asks his mother if he can read the physics book for the next three years tomorrow.

Jing Jiu also answered very seriously ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even if he was a little confused at this time, he would soon die.

"can."

Although serious, he didn't think about it for too long, and he could even say without thinking about it, he gave the answer between the electric light and flint.

Xilai looked at him blankly and said, "True man, you still like to lie."

One person asked somehow and seriously, and one person answered somehow and seriously.

Huaxi looked west and was a little surprised.

General Li looked westward, a little bit cold.

The Qingshan Patriarch in the starry sky also looked westward, with some appreciation.

Jing Jiu looked at Xilai's eyes and said, "No."

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