The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 124: An opponent that has never been met in a previous life


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Beyond the mountains, there is still a snowy field, but not the one in the south. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

The fog here has faded a lot, not because it has dispersed, but because most of it has been blown into the mountains.

The temperature here is lower than in the mountains, it seems that even the sound can freeze, and it's dead silent.

Over the dead snowfield, a black iron sword flies silently, like a boat, preparing to cross the lifeless cold world.

The iron sword is very wide, Jing Jiu is sitting in front, and Bai Zao is sitting behind him.

Whether it is the Yunzhou of the Zhongzhou School or the strong human race, they have been left far behind, and they have long been out of sight.

In such an environment, ordinary practitioners will freeze to death in a short period of time.

I don't know why, Jing Jiu seems to be unaffected by the severe cold, sitting cross-legged on the head of the sword, eyes closed, and the index finger of his right hand pointing forward.

A faint but extremely pure sword breath emerged from his fingertips and was blown by the cold wind, forming a semicircular invisible cover, enclosing him and Bai Zao.

Bai Zao tightly wrapped the Greatcloak of the Fire Sparrow, leaving only his eyes outside.

She looked at the figure in front of her, her eyelashes blinking, the frost on it did not fall, and the confusion in her eyes grew thicker.

In such a severely cold world, even if the elders in her door came over, it might not last long.

Jing Jiu is only in the initial stage without Zhang, why can he bring himself here?

What is his finger doing? Is it some kind of sword art? Why can it stop the chill?

If it weren't for the heat from that finger, she would have been dead by then, and she could only use Wanlixi to leave.

Bai Zao didn't guess wrong, Jing Jiu's finger was indeed a sword technique.

If the elders of Qingshan see this scene, they will definitely be amazed.

He can actually use Xilaifeng's Six Dragon Swordsmanship to such an extent.

Compared with this finger, what is the fire dragon that Gu Qing and Xue Yongge had displayed on the bank of Xijian Creek back then?

The iron sword slowly stopped.

There is no sound around, not even the wind, there is a faint cold mist rising in the front more than ten miles away, or is it a cloud?

There are no creatures on the ground. To be precise, there are no living creatures. You can clearly see the frozen corpses of some snow-footed beasts. Those snow-footed beasts are either six-legged or five-legged, relatively low-level, but the snow country monsters will actually freeze to death. This is really unimaginable, and you can imagine how terrible the cold fog is.

Bai Zao looked over there, worried about whether the brother could hold it?

"Is he still alive?" Jing Jiu asked.

Bai Zao looked at the glowing bamboo sign, and said with a trembling voice, "I'm still alive."

Jing Jiu asked, "Do you have a good relationship?"

"Yes." Bai morning paused, and then said: "My brother and sister are in sympathy with brothers and sisters."

Jing Jiu remembered the man in Guocheng Temple, and said after a moment of silence: "Then there is a reason."

Bai Zao said earnestly: "This is my own business from Zhongzhou, and it has nothing to do with Qingshan. Why should you take the risk with me? It's too dangerous here, you should do it quickly."

"Nothing, anyway, go along the way."

Jing Jiu is very sensitive to the changes in the secrets of heaven. He does not need to deduct and calculate. He also knows that this trip is not too dangerous for him, but not for the girl behind him.

He said: "I suggest you leave with Wanlixi now."

Bai Zao naturally would not believe what he said.

Who would drop himself into such a dangerous situation?

She stretched out her hand to hold the two slightly hard objects, thinking that if she was in danger, she would give him one anyway to save his life.

"How far is it?" Jing Jiu asked.

Bai Zao said: "It's just ahead, about thirteen miles away."

Jing Jiu looked at the cloud or fog ahead.

Bai Zao was a little puzzled.

She didn't know how Jing Jiu did it, but she knew that he could easily control the sword in the mist, at a fast speed, and walked all the way calmly and calmly, without any fear.

Why did he seem to hesitate to find the brother just now?

Jing Jiu said: "There is the real border of Snow Country. Even if it is the Tongtian Realm, it will not be easy to go there."

Bai Zao was slightly surprised, only to realize that he had come to such a far place.

Snow Country, of course, is the place where human practitioners fear the most, far above the underworld.

What's more, the current situation is so weird. There is still no answer to what the extremely cold fog is.

Besides, Brother's original location is not here, how could he come to such a far place?

Jing Jiu just gave an explanation, and didn't intend to stop there.

The iron sword continued to fly forward, and soon passed a distance of thirteen miles, and came before the cloud.

The snow field sinks abruptly here, forming an almost straight cliff.

The clouds and mist hover in it, and it is not clear how deep it is.

If it weren't so cold, the current scenery would be beautiful.

There is a faint movement between the stone walls covered by clouds.

Bai Zao stretched his finger in a certain direction.

Jing Jiu stood up and stepped down with a sword.

The clouds spread to both sides, and the picture on the stone wall became clearer.

There are bare stones everywhere, and there is no remnant snow. Occasionally, you can see the skins shed by snow worms and the limb bones of snow-footed animals that have not been digested by snow worms.

The iron sword flew towards a hole in the rock wall.

The bamboo card is getting brighter and brighter. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the magic weapon of the Zhongzhou School. Luo Huainan should be in it, but I don't know how he survived.

A violent wind suddenly rolled up under the stone wall.

Countless cold mists with broken snow sprayed out from countless holes in the rock wall.

The original quiet and picturesque clouds, rotating at an unimaginable speed, instantly tore into countless pieces, blocking the sky, and darkening the environment.

The white light can be seen faintly in those caves where the cold mist is sprayed out. It should be the eyes of snow worms.

This is really a frightening picture.

The iron sword undulated in the violent snowstorm.

Bai Zao's face was pale, and she grasped Jing Jiu's belt tightly, so she didn't fall from the sword.

Jing Jiu seemed to have not seen these pictures, controlling his sword calmly and intently, breaking through the wind and snow, and slowly approaching the entrance of the cave.

Suddenly, he snorted, and the sword art of his right hand dispersed.

The chill suddenly entered, Bai Zao's body instantly stiffened, unable to hold his belt tightly.

Jing Jiu Huo Ran's head, looking at a distant place in the depths of the wind and snow, an extremely bright sword light flashed in his eyes.

A moment ago, there was an incomparably powerful thought that swept over this stone wall over a distance of more than ten thousand miles, just to brush his body.

At that moment, even his Dao heart was a little loose.

He felt an unprecedented threat.

The master of that idea is the strongest opponent he has never encountered in a previous life.

He vibrated the sword pill without hesitation, releasing his original sword intent.

But immediately he knew there was a problem with his response.

His consciousness and Jianxin are the same as in the previous life, but his realm cultivation is still very low. Compared with the existence more than ten thousand miles away, he is like an ant.

He should not resist.

I believe the other party will not be too interested in an ant.

But since he released that sword intent, the opponent will definitely attach great importance to him.

This is not narcissism, but because he believes that the other person must be able to recognize himself.

Sure enough.

An unimaginable coercion came from the far north.

The coercion fell on him with great accuracy and without any deviation, separated by more than ten thousand miles!

Jing Jiu's left sword bracelet flicked~IndoMTL.com~ wrapped Bai Zao's body and threw it into the hole in the rock wall, then fell from the sword.

The wind and snow were violent, like a whirlpool, swallowing him instantly.

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