The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 428

A sword rainbow passed through his chest.

Xuanyin gave a stuffy hum and fell like fallen leaves.

His realm is not far from that of real Liu Ci, the leader of Castle Peak. However, he just shook hands with the divine emperor, and his divine consciousness was greatly impacted. How can he avoid Liu Ci's momentum for several days and the strongest sword of Castle Peak blessing?

Just when everyone thought that Xuanyin's father would die, the fallen leaves suddenly disappeared in the wind, leaving only a burning black smoke.

The black smoke was composed of very fine black powder. It should be the Vajra pestle he used when he sneaked into Kirin. I don't know what evil method he used to replace his body and save his life for the time being. The reason why it burned was because the blood essence of the old ancestor spilled, indicating that he was still seriously injured.

The sword light disappeared into the sea of clouds.

This matter is not over.

The sea of clouds rolled restlessly, like the snow on the top of Shenmo peak, which was traversed by the cat named Liu ADA.

Countless swords appeared above the sea of clouds and scattered on the earth, covering the mountains, rivers and lakes more than a hundred miles by the East China Sea.

Those swords are either dense or quiet, intertwined, but they are not like a net, but more like a mountain, or a giant sword.

Over a distance of more than ten miles, the meaning of the sword was still clearly transmitted to the ground. The mountain protection array of Guocheng temple was inspired again and seemed extremely vigilant or even uneasy. The winter trees on the edge shook and the needle like leaves kept falling, like rain.

The villagers outside Guocheng temple and the patients who did not go home could not feel the sword, but could clearly feel the awe and fear in their hearts.

The smell of firecrackers and bacon was cut into pieces and died with the wind together with the atmosphere of new year's day.

Those swords seem to be looking for something. The blade of the giant sword goes from Guocheng temple to the north, then turns to the East and comes to the sea.

The sea was suddenly quiet.

The blade of the invisible giant sword moves north again.

Along the way, evil repair demons appeared one after another and fled in all directions. Some big demons who knew they were sinful even ignored the danger of the earth vein and tried their best to drill underground.

The sword edge fell outside the Shuiyue nunnery.

The well leading to the underworld became more secluded than usual, and there was no wind of sobbing. Two or three weak spirits who avoided the Scriptures and spells were quietly suppressed into smoke as soon as they appeared.

The master of Shuiyue nunnery stood up by the lake and felt the sword meaning in the sky. His face was dignified. He thought what happened. Castle Peak actually started the sword array!

She turned and looked inside.

In the round window, winter is still sleeping.

The nunnery Lord thought silently, elder martial sister, when can you wake up?

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Whether it is the leader of the righteous sect, or the rat generation of the evil sect, whether it is the young ghost in the world or the ghost in the underworld, they all feel fear before this sword meaning.

Is this the legendary green mountain sword array?

It's unimaginable that it can affect the world by the East China Sea thousands of miles away.

The sea crossing monk looked at Zhuo rusui in a coma and thought with emotion that he was stared at by the green mountain sword array. There was no doubt that he would die.

No wonder Xuanyin and the other two sword Dodgers have peerless powers, but they can only live without seeing the sun.

If someone hadn't been prepared, I believe that Xuanyin's ancestor was dead.

Moreover, Xuanyin was seriously injured at this time. If he could not isolate the exploration of the green mountain sword array, who knows how long he can live?

The blood essence of Xuanyin ancestor fell into Guocheng temple from the sky and continued to burn, and soon lit several temples near Jingyuan.

The eminent monk of Guocheng Temple withdrew the mountain protection array of the fire worshipper as soon as possible and changed to the bottle array of the water purification worshipper. However, the fire can only be controlled a little and become smaller, but he can't put out the fire immediately.

Hundreds of monks rushed to the main halls in the back yard of the former temple, carrying buckets to fight the fire. They were busy. The scene looked very chaotic.

Well nine turned and looked at the two mountains behind the quiet garden.

The eaves and corners of Chenghua hall can be seen in the mountains.

no one.

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Before Jing Jiu looked over, there was a dialogue on the eaves and corners of Chenghua hall.

At that time, Zhuo rusui just raised his head and looked at Xuanyin ancestor.

Yin San and white cat have lived in the green mountains for countless years. Naturally, they are the most sensitive and have judged what is about to happen.

The white cat flashed a cold meaning in her eyes and thought silently, "you'll be miserable now."

Yin San escaped from the sword prison and has been rehabilitated through his body for only 30 years. No matter how talented and experienced he is, he doesn't take any detours. Now he is a wild place at most. If Xuanyin ancestor is killed and he loses the shelter of the super power, how can he live?

Strangely, Yin San was very calm. He seemed to have guessed that Liu CI would produce the sword and the green mountain sword array would start.

He didn't seem to care about the life and death of Xuanyin's ancestor, and said, "I said I was going to the theatre tonight."

The cold mood in the white cat's eyes turned into fear again, thinking what would happen?

Yin San stood up and was ready to leave.

There was a sound of branches breaking in the woods outside Chenghua hall, and the bloody sword light came out like clouds.

A figure broke through the air and fell on the eaves and corners. It was Zhao Layue.

She was thrown into the woods by Jing Jiu. She didn't fall very hard, but she was a little confused. She didn't wake up until this time.

She looked at the young monk and asked with vigilance, "who are you?"

Yin San said with emotion, "it's so rude. No wonder I didn't like you from the beginning."

With these words, he lightly touched the eaves and corners on his toes, floated up like a big bird, and soon disappeared into the mountains beyond Chenghua hall.

Zhao Layue saw such a fast but ethereal body method only in one person. Her alarm increased greatly, but she didn't hesitate to control the sword.

Fu Si sword turned into a gorgeous blood light and disappeared in the mountain forest.

The white cat finally regained his freedom, turned his head and looked into the mountains and forests. Subconsciously, he took a few steps there, and then stopped.

It turned to the front of the eaves corner, looked at the Jingyuan side, confirmed that well nine was nothing, and slowly stopped.

Which way should I go?

This is really the most profound problem in the world, the most difficult choice.

It hesitated and struggled, giving birth to infinite shame and anger, and finally lay down on the eaves and corners and simply stopped moving.

Love who.

The cat stopped waiting.

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Among the nine peaks of the green mountain, Buer sword is the fastest, three foot sword is the coldest, empty sword is the lightest, and rusui sword is the softest.

Fu Si sword ranks last among the nine swords, but as the sword worn by Jingyang immortal in those years, its power and level are by no means the last, if it is even the fastest in terms of speed.

The fastest of the nine swords in the green mountain is almost the fastest sword in the world.

Zhao Layue, who is at the beginning of the wild, tries her best to control the Fusi sword, which can be as good as the sea breaking sword repair of ordinary flying sword.

In a twinkling of an eye, she crossed the mountain forest behind Chenghua hall, passed the monk's house on the outside of Guocheng temple, and came to the cliff outside the side door.

She was shocked that the young monk didn't have a sword, didn't use magic weapons, and couldn't see what volley Taoism was used. He could fly so fast just by flicking his sleeve that he couldn't even catch up with her.

If the young monk is a big thing that connects heaven, the problem is that her sword eyes are sharp and very sure that the other party's realm is just similar to her own.

What means did the other party use? Is it a bird demon?

What shocked her even more happened.

The young monk suddenly turned around, looked at her, smiled and said, "I'm not a demon chicken. Don't think about it."

Zhao Layue was shocked for two reasons.

The young monk turned around and flew away. He was very natural and unrestrained, but his speed did not slow down at all. It was terrible.

Moreover, he said the secret taboo of Yin Feng, which showed that he had a deep connection with Castle Peak!

"Elder, please stay!"

Zhao La Yue said in a deep voice, but the flying sword didn't slow down at all, and chased each other.

Bird shadow and sword light successively floated over the cliff and the vegetable garden under the cliff.

There was a creaking sound from the garden.

Someone pushed the door open.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

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The sky moved a minute and the shadow of the tree increased by several inches. It has left Guocheng temple for more than 70 miles.

The red clouds gathered, and Zhao Layue showed her figure. She stepped on the sword and looked at the huge banyan tree beside the official road.

On the last day of the old year, people celebrated the new year at home. There was no one on the official line. There was no need to worry about being scared or being killed by the aftereffects of the practitioners' battle.

The sound of Qingyou's flute came from the banyan tree. The festivity was not enough to welcome the new year. It seemed that it was just celebrating for the officials of Qingtian company.

Yin San leaned on the branch, took the bone flute in both hands, blew a few words at will and put it down.

He also felt a little tired and short of breath. He needed a rest.

"Don't worry. You can have a rest. I think your flute sounds good."

Zhao La Yue said expressionless, "although playing the flute at this time is really inexplicable and too pretentious."

According to her temperament, she finally caught up. Of course, she should directly drive the sword to kill each other instead of talking nonsense.

The same is true of her style in the spiritual world.

That's because she wants to delay.

It's also a great burden for her to control the sword at such a fast speed. She needs time to reply.

More importantly, she is not confident... That she can keep this young monk.

Whether it's procrastination or lack of confidence, it's a rare thing for her.