Heaven's Path

Chen Yunsheng used the golden spirit silk to draw the last delicate pattern and completed the last talisman. When he looked up, he could no longer see the golden spirit.Gusts of cold wind passed by, and a piece of purple gold lay quietly in the golden armor.He hurried to get close, held Zijin in his hand, and called Jin Ling's name loudly, but there was no response, only the cold temperature coming from his hand, and a layer of mist covered his bright black eyes.

Without time to be sentimental, Chen Yunsheng collected Zijin into the Naxu Jie, and hurriedly turned to the center of the magic circle.Glancing at the gray clouds in the sky, he pressed his hands hard on a blue stone slab in the formation, and shouted loudly: "Burning, Taibai Peak."

Huge waves of fire surged from the western foot. If there were so many flames that could surge as violently as the sea waves, then any defensive magic tools and spells would be futile.The flames rolled up a huge heat wave, and all the clouds in the sky were blown away. Due to the hot and cold convection, more than a dozen fire tornadoes hung between the sky and the earth, burning the frost on the top of Taibai Peak for thousands of years.

The trees gave up resistance in an instant in the flames and turned into ashes. Teams of black-clothed monks gathered on standby seemed a little at a loss in the face of the oncoming heat wave.Even the Shura disciples, even if they were well-informed, became quite helpless in the face of the monstrous flames.Some people gave up resisting and stood still waiting for the flames to add to their bodies. More people chose to escape, but the way of escaping was different.Some escaped with the help of the flying magic weapon, and some relied on the five-element escapism to dodge. What's more, they used a small teleportation array to teleport themselves away. Of course, not everyone was scorched by the flames, but most of them did not escape. .

The defensive magic weapon was extremely fragile in the flame mixed with Chen Yunsheng's blood. The shields glowing with various colors gradually turned into different colors under the burning of the flame, and the gray and white magic weapon trembled desperately in the flames, as if alive. same thing.When the divine thoughts attached to the instruments by the manipulators were refined by fire, they stopped beating, but the punishment of the flames still did not stop. It didn’t take long for these instruments to turn into a puddle of metallic liquid, and some time passed , The metal liquid was evaporated into wisps of golden mist, floating in the air.When the mist gets cold, it recondenses into metal beads and falls, and is evaporated by the flame again, and it goes back and forth again and again.

Looking at the crimson color coming from the sky, Gu Jian laughed loudly, the laughter affected the wound, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, on his pale cheeks, a pair of star pupils were particularly shining, he murmured: "I did it, he did it!" .”

The formation of the black-clothed monks on the opposite side was chaotic, and people trampled each other and flew in all directions, ignoring the blood-covered sky monk.Bai Shanjian raised slightly, and Gu Jian's right hand let go of two fatal wounds, and blood flowed out, making him dizzy for a while.Seeing the chaotic scene on the opposite side, Gu Jian's face was full of contempt, and he said lightly: "You greedy ants, it's fine to leave, Gu doesn't bother to bury the loess under your feet with you." Bai Shanjian always pointed to the boundless flame , Gu Jian's eyes reflected the flaming red, and he looked at the dead monk of Xuntian Academy beside him, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"Brothers, let's hit the road together."

Gu Siqin's heart suddenly moved, he turned to the Xilu Mountain Pass in a daze, and murmured: "Jian'er go."

Two lines of tears flowed from his eyes covered with crow's feet, and were quickly evaporated by the head-on hot wind, leaving behind two inconspicuous tear stains.Since the death of his wife, he has never shed tears again. He once thought that his life would be like the sun going up every day, step by step from the zenith of the sun to the complete darkness.But who can choose their own destiny, from the big starry sky to the small ants and bugs.Even if someone tries to ask the sky and say no to their own fate, the fate of the entire human race will be difficult to change.

Gu Siqin's expression changed, his sword eyebrows stretched, he put his hands on his chest, and said in a low voice: "Yun Sheng, I will help you." He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. At this time, the surrounding green vines suddenly became A piece of blood red, the red ocean-like vines twisted more violently, threatening to engulf the three ghosts.

Xueyin said anxiously: "Heisha, you can't fight like this. The old man is crazy, and he wants to fight with his life."

Heisha's face was serious, and he panted and said, "You think I want to fight him to the death? Once the evil ghost devours the spirit, it can't be stopped easily. Unless the surrounding spirits are gone, it can only be exhausted here."

The white ghost pointed to the fire cloud in the sky and said: "Hurry up and send the mountain ghost and the worm to the center of the magic circle. The four-phase killing circle is activated. I'm afraid I won't be able to fight it." Heisha nodded, and suddenly a black light rose into the air Then, it exploded, and a ferocious ghost head appeared in the sky.

No one can stop the coming of the flames, the orange-red flames reflected the human skin like a red glow, facing the steaming heat wave, Gu Siqin's spells did not stop.The fire waves quickly submerged the red vines, and these vines actually burned, emitting purple flames, which were hotter than pure red flames. The flames danced like elves, surrounding the three ghosts.The ghost head was still ferocious, its scarlet tongue kept licking* the purple flames.

The white ghost sacrificed his talisman, a mourning stick about a foot long, wrapped in layers of white cloth.Pulling off the white cloth, the mourning stick revealed its original appearance, engraved with countless faces full of resentment, and a layer of gray light lingered endlessly.The white ghost frowned slightly, and stood with his hands in front of his chest. The white mourning stick was shining brightly. After a burst of howling, countless resentful spirits floated out from above, forming a barrier in front of the three ghosts, blocking the flames.

The white ghost kept pouring spiritual energy into the mourning stick, but kept urging blood to drink, "Birdman, you are still hiding your strength at this stage. If we can't resist the flames, I'm afraid this day next year will be you and me!" Rites."

Xue Yin glanced at him, and said coldly: "I am also very desperate. I have already consumed half of my spiritual energy during the fierce fight just now. Unlike you, you have just taken off that ugly white cloth. If you didn't go too far Tuo Da, handed over the teleportation array to his subordinates, why are we trapped here."

Heisha roared, "Stop arguing, it's important to deal with the opponent, do you want to die?"

The two immediately fell silent, and during the blood-drinking formula, countless tornadoes gathered in the flames, rolling the flame storm that hit the head into the sky, reducing the pressure on the other two.

Gu Siqin looked at the busy faces of the three people on the opposite side, and sneered, "If you want to stop Ziyan, I'm afraid this power is not enough." The flames quickly climbed up his ankles, and there was a fizzing sound.Gu Siqin endured the severe pain, and the spell in his hand changed, and he completed a spell before the flames completely engulfed him.

The purple flames soared instantly, like the surface of the sea in a storm, but the sea water was replaced by flames.Heisha looked at the endless purple flames coming from the sky, with a trace of black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he said in despair: "It seems that the bodies of the three of us will be difficult to save this time. I will use all my blood to drive the evil ghost to swallow Ling, you also do your best to help me, and with the strength of the three of us, we should open a passage."

Xueyin sighed, and muttered with some displeasure: "The suzerain always entrusts me with such difficult things, last time his body was completely destroyed, and it took several years to find a suitable one. That's it." The white ghost also chattered, but the two of them were not slow at all, the mourning stick emitted a brighter gray light, and the resentful spirits rushed towards the oncoming flames like crazy, and the fire tornado swept the flames into the sky. Hole through, offset the impact to a certain extent.With a long roar from Heisha, a group of dark rays of light gushed out, and Zi Huo retreated, forming a huge hole, and the three groups of rays of light quickly disappeared in midair.Not long after, the surrounding flames filled the void again.

Chen Yunsheng licked his dry lips, and launched the four-element magic circle three times in a row. There was a certain risk in attacking only with flames, and it would cause certain damage to the magic circle itself.Who knows what happened to the Tianqiong faction after this battle, he chose the most powerful and effective attack method as soon as he came up, and set the entire Taibai Peak on fire.

Looking at Ye Chuanyun and Han Jiangyan who were lying quietly on the ground, the two of them clasped their hands tightly, and their faces were extremely peaceful. It could not be seen that they died in a battle, but they seemed to be dying.Tears poured out again, and Chen Yunsheng's fist hit the ground heavily. Could it be possible that with power, he can run rampant in the world without any restraint?If this is the case, what is the principle of heaven?

Looking up at the gray sky, the black undercurrent in Chen Yunsheng's heart accelerated and surged, and his desire for power became incomparably urgent.Chen Yunsheng is like a wild horse that has been trapped, and nothing can free him at this moment than killing his enemies.

While he was thinking, the aura in the surrounding forest suddenly became chaotic. Chen Yunsheng raised his eyes and saw densely packed black-clothed monks surrounding him, led by that ordinary-looking but disgusting worm.Seeing Chen Yunsheng who was half kneeling in the middle of the magic circle, the bugger opened his mouth wide and let out a sinister smile. He slowly waved his arms and said hoarsely: "Go, bring that monk, he must be alive."

More than a dozen black shadows shot towards Chen Yunsheng quickly, and at the same time, ten flying swords with green light came rushing towards him with the force of the wind.Looking contemptuously at the bugger, Chen Yunsheng's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and a transparent mask suddenly appeared around the formation eyes, and the flying sword pierced on the mask, and then it was easily slid away without causing a trace. damage.Dozens of monks did their own things, stones, ice picks, and flames flew together, but they couldn't destroy the mask.It turned out that when Chen Yunsheng repaired the magic circle, he also repaired the small defensive magic circle around the magic circle.

The bugman sneered with his hands behind his back and said, "Want to be a turtle? Hehe, look what this is!"

As he spoke, he did not know where to pick up a semicircular object, and flashed it in front of Chen Yunsheng's eyes.At a glance, Chen Yunsheng's pupils were filled with blood, and his eyes were tearing open. It turned out that the object in his hand was Kou Hua's head, half of which had been gnawed off, and the empty left eye showed a sense of helplessness and humiliation.