Heaven's Path

Jin Ling released the golden blade while moving. Because of his extremely fast speed, the Jindan cultivator on the other side was able to handle it at first, but then he gradually couldn't keep up. When the earth wall stood up, Jin Ling had already moved to the bottom. From an angle, the golden blade came through the air, and they could only be blocked by the monks' flying swords. Not long after, three black-clothed monks were seriously injured and lost their fighting ability.

At this time, the snow fell even more heavily, and the feather-like snowflakes fluttered and fell on every corner of Taibai Peak, but in the dense forest in front of us, there was no snowflake falling at all, the battle was too fierce.

There was a fine trace of sweat on Jin Ling's forehead, and he was a little out of strength due to the excessive consumption of spirit energy.During the fight, he saw that Chen Yunsheng seemed to be in a state of concentration, immersed in repairing the magic circle, and did not notice the struggle here. A belief surged in Jin Ling's heart, he would guard the last shift for Chen Yunsheng until he repaired the magic circle. until the formation.

Chen Yunsheng only had a piece of broken stone in his heart, even if the knife was on his neck, he would not be moved. If he couldn't repair the magic circle, he would definitely die. Only by repairing the magic circle would there be a slight possibility of survival.The faces of Gu Jian, Gu Siqin, Ye Chuanyun, and Han Jiangyan appeared in his mind one by one. They had only one hope for Chen Yunsheng, which was also the only belief in his heart, to repair the magic circle at all costs.

Some of the stones had been broken into very small fragments, which were not easy to glue together.He carried some adhesive materials with him, but since there was no water around them, they could not melt away. Chen Yunsheng cut his wrists with golden silk, and used his own blood and some wild propolis to stick the broken stones together. .Because he had practiced the wood spirit energy gathering technique, the green wood spirit energy would be activated automatically when his body was damaged, and the wound would heal quickly.Every time Chen Yunsheng glued a few pieces of gravel, he had to re-partition his wrist. Over time, a deep wound formed on his left wrist.Due to the blood entangled in it, the color of the repaired piles showed a dark red color, which looked extraordinarily coquettish.

Occasionally when he looked up and saw Jin Ling's pale cheeks, Chen Yunsheng felt more urgent, although he knew that the inner urgency would affect the speed of the circle's repair.After the repair of the three array piles was completed, he started to repair the array patterns on the ground.At this time, the battle at Taibai Peak was coming to an end, and the cultivators of Tianqiong were gradually unable to hold on, and more and more people began to retreat to the inner circle, but the inner circle had already collapsed in the opponent's first round of attacks. There is only a thick mountain wall behind them, and beyond that is deep despair.

In front of the Discipline Hall, Jiang Xueqin's long sword turned into silk, and easily killed three black-clothed monks. Although they were all foundation-building monks, in terms of skills, these people were much worse than this woman.It's like a 15-year-old boy. Some people are powerful, some are fast, and there are always some people who are so refined that they can come out on top in a level. Jiang Xueqin is obviously such a character. Her cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, Already able to compete with the weak at the early stage of Jindan, it is naturally no problem to solve a few opponents in the middle and early stages of foundation establishment.

Raising her forehead, a pair of busy eyes reflected the black-clothed monks swarming up all around. Jiang Xueqin felt a trace of despair in her heart, and her hands began to tremble in the face of the ferocious opponent.Not because of fear of death, but because of fear of dying without dignity.The three-foot green blade trembled slightly, and Jiang Xueqin retreated towards the huge gatehouse of the Discipline Hall behind her. Five black-clothed monks threw five green flying swords and stabbed at her face.The woman dodged lightly, dodged the opponent's attack, stomped her feet hard, and walked away against the wind.

Along the way, he met several black-clothed monks, and one of them was very powerful in earthwork skills, forcing Jiang Xueqin to be very embarrassed. He fought and retreated all the way, and even came to the Cloud Dispelling Palace.The huge cloud dispelling hall has become a Shura field, and the main hall was split open by someone using magical powers.The yard was in a mess, amidst the rubble and rubble, unknown monks were always killed.Eyes full of blood, dead bodies everywhere.

Jiang Xueqin suppressed the vomiting in her stomach, and retreated towards the main hall. Behind the main hall was a cliff, and she could vaguely see a deep mountain crevice lying between them, like the giant eyes of Taibai Peak, watching this battle of creatures with disdain.As soon as Jiang Xueqin settled down, he was surrounded by a dozen or so black-clothed monks, and the leader of them was the monk who had excellent earth skills.I saw this person pressing the ground under his feet with both hands, and dozens of pointed soil vertebrae pierced Jiang Xueqin.

The woman had been prepared for a long time, and just flew into the air, but unexpectedly, the opponent's four flying swords were already waiting there secretly.The flying sword suddenly shot green light, Jiang Xueqin only felt that the wind above his head was not good, so he didn't even look at it, and raised his white rainbow sword above his head.She has been fighting with others for a long time, and both her spiritual energy and physical strength have been exhausted. At this time, she must be unlucky when encountering a combination of four opponents.

The four flying swords were like a big mountain to Jiang Xueqin, under the heavy pressure, her delicate body trembled slightly, feeling the darkness in front of her eyes, and her body fell straight into the bottomless mountain crevice.Seeing the woman falling off the cliff, the ten monks chased after her intentionally and killed her. Unexpectedly, a group of blood-stained monks from the Tianqiong Sect emerged from the slanting stabs. Jiang Xueqin.

……

Gu Jian took a heavy breath, the black-clothed monks' severed limbs and arms were piled up in front of him, Bai Lingjian shuttled back and forth like a ghost.Beads of sweat fell from his blood-stained face, leaving a few marks.The monks of Xuntianyuan have all been exhausted, and the institutional system has long been incomplete, and now less than half of them remain.Looking at the fallen brothers around him, Gu Jian's heart was already numb. These people followed him through life and death, and they had long been like brothers. When everyone died, his heart twitched.

Turning around and looking at the heavy clouds at the west foot of Taibai Peak, Gu Jian's eyes were full of despair, "It seems that he didn't succeed, maybe this is an impossible task for him, maybe..." Gu Jian's thoughts were flooded The black-clothed monk interrupted, he turned his head silently, looked at the panting brothers behind him, and shouted angrily: "Brothers, kill!" Suddenly, more than [-] monks violently rose up, and under the leadership of Gu Jian, they resolutely fought into the enemy line.

……

Although Gu Siqin is still so elegant, but his pale face shows the consumption of his spiritual energy, the three ghost envoys on the opposite side seem to be more embarrassed, especially the blood drink, which has an arm cut off, but the three seem to have a lot more The strength has not been displayed.Heisha sneered and said: "Gu Siqin really deserves his reputation. With one enemy and three, he can still persist for such a long time, but it is a matter of time before he dies here. Why do you have to struggle like this? People always do this before they die, even if they know It is unavoidable, and the last bit of strength must be exhausted, and it is really a tragedy to give up a peaceful death."

Gu Siqin looked at them indifferently, swiped the three-foot green blade in his hand, and continued to move with his left hand. In an instant, countless green vines surged up all around.The layers of branches and leaves surged up like boiling water, enveloping the three of them.Countless flowers bloomed instantly from the top of the ivy, the huge flower buds bloomed quickly, the pure white flowers swayed gently with the wind, and the looming pale yellow stamens released bursts of fragrant fragrance.The wind blew, and the petals and stamens flew together, drowning all four of them.

The three ghosts emitted three colors of brilliance around them, and countless flaming birds flew out in all directions. It was strange to say that these green vines were not afraid of the flames, and entangled these flying birds, and disappeared after a short while.The white ghost hurriedly said: "What a powerful wood method, the petals and fragrance have an anesthetic effect, Heisha uses the evil ghost to swallow the spirit!"

The nigga quickly spit out a mouthful of blood, drew a grimace in front of him, and suddenly a huge ghost head appeared behind him.The ghost opened its huge fangs and desperately devoured the surrounding green vines. An unhealthy red color gradually appeared on the black ghost's face. Fuji was afraid of what time it was.

……

After Jin Ling killed the last black-clothed monk, he suddenly felt his legs go weak and sat on the ground.Chen Yunsheng is still repairing the pattern of the magic circle on the ground. The main body of the repair work has been completed, and some talismans still need to be repainted.

Before Jin Ling wiped off the blood on the spear, there was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and then hundreds of black-clothed monks flew out, the first ten of them were all Golden Core cultivators.Seeing Chen Yunsheng who was buried in repairing the magic circle, the black-clothed monk let out a low growl. Hundreds of monks surrounded him from all sides, and the flying sword was shining with green light, ready to drink blood.

With a loud roar, Jin Ling suddenly stood up, only to see the blond hair standing on the top of his head, two golden lights shot out from his eyes, he grabbed the spear, and he didn't know where he received it.The mantras in his hands continued, and a golden Buddha wheel appeared behind him. The Buddha wheel was covered with Buddhist mantras, and there were three spokes running through it.

The ten black-clothed monks in the lead didn't care about Jin Ling's actions. In their eyes, the monks who built the foundation were always inferior.Jin Ling moved forward with both hands, and pushed the Buddha wheel with great effort. The three-spoke Buddha wheel spun rapidly and shot towards the black-clothed monk in the dense forest.The Buddha wheel passed through the huge tree, and it passed through the middle without sound, without breaking the tree.

When the Buddha Wheel shot at these black-clothed monks with the sound of the wind, they finally knew that the other party should not be underestimated, but it was too late.Regardless of the magic weapon or the magic weapon, as long as it touches the Buddha wheel, it will instantly disappear. The Buddha wheel slid straight towards the monks of the Asura Sect without a single pause.These black-clothed monks turned around and fled, but the powerful suction force from the Buddha Wheel swept them into the huge golden whirlwind.Everything was so peaceful, there was no sound of fighting, no hoarse roar, or even the sound of blades cutting their bodies. These black-clothed monks disappeared from the world without a trace, as if they had never been here before.Gradually, the Buddha Wheel began to extinguish, spread from one point, and finally disappeared as a whole in the void.

Jin Ling's wide-open eyes slowly closed, with a serene smile on his face. After clearing away all obstacles for Chen Yunsheng, he could finally fall into a deep sleep.The skin on Jin Ling's face gradually turned purple-gold, and his body began to shrink. Surrounded by a ball of golden light, he unexpectedly turned into a piece of purple gold again, lying on the cold ground.