The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 71: Mutual calculation

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When Jing Jiu first came to Tianshou Mountain many years ago, he didn't like the atmosphere here.

At the time, he thought it was because this mausoleum contained many blood of the former dynasty.

When I came to Tianshou Mountain today, that feeling reappeared, and he didn't care much.

It wasn't until this time that his finger was caught by the clam shell, and he knew that it was a bad omen.

The mussel looked very ordinary, it was slightly gray in color, not smooth, and there was no nice curve on the surface.

Of course he knows the origin of this mussel, and he took his disciples to Daze once in the past.

This is Emperor Xiao’s mussel.

Emperor Xiao was the third sword escaper in Chaotian Continent. He followed the real Taiping to fan the flames in the world, and he did not know how many innocent people were killed.

His realm strength cultivation is under the Xuan Yin ancestor, and it is far worse than Nan Qi. He can survive the threat of the Qingshan sword formation to this day, relying on this river mussel.

Of course, in the legendary stories of the spiritual world, this mussel more often appears as a tortoise shell.

Why did Emperor Xiao’s mussel appear in Zhenren Bai’s hands? Even Jing Jiu didn't have time to think about this issue at this time, because he had stopped, the flow of time was no longer unique, and he was facing the biggest crisis since his rebirth.

The mussel may be able to block the attack of the Green Mountain Sword Array, nor can it really block the sword of all things, but it can at least support it for a while.

No matter how short that period of time is, it is enough to only delay the sword light for a moment.

Because the person holding the mussel is Bai Zhenren.

With a crisp click, a deep crack appeared in the mussel, shaking up some fly ash.

Before Jing Jiu's fingers left the mussel, Zhenren Bai's fist had already arrived.

A loud bang!

Her fist fell impartially on his face.

The fist is small, but heavy as a mountain.

No, a more accurate description would be the weight of the entire sky in that fist.

Countless golden lights overflowed from between the fingers of that fist.

Those golden lights are not only the fairy qi in the immortal urn, but also the imperial qi in the tomb of the former dynasty!

Neither the hand-to-hand immortal spirit or the imperial spirit of the former imperial clan, Jing Jiu's least favorite thing is also the thing that can restrain him the most.

Imagine the amount of fairy and imperial aura illuminating the jade shavings falling like snow, illuminating the gloomy tomb.

Jing Jiu's eyes were also extremely bright, like spars.

The skin on his face is the same, like transparent jade.

The spar is dim.

The transparent jade is slightly deformed.

He flew out upside down.

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Boom boom boom boom boom!

Countless dull knocks sounded.

When he entered the mausoleum, he was an invincible sword light, understatement as if torn paper.

When he was shaken off, he was like a stone, rudely and somewhat pitifully destroyed those thick stone walls.

He was shot directly out of the mausoleum, retreated more than ten miles, and finally fell heavily on the cliff, forming a large hole, and numerous flying rocks collapsed.

Bai Zhenren flew out from the tomb.

Countless blazing rays of light shot out from the spring in the sky, penetrated the unencumbered mountain-sealing array, and fell on the cliffs with deep autumn colors.

Everything is due to the immortal urn in her hand.

At the same time, countless imperial auras gushed out from various passages of the tomb, and came to Bai Zhenren like a dust dragon.

The Tianshou Mountain loses these imperial auras, and its suppression of the underworld passage will naturally weaken a lot.

For Bai Zhenren, this is really killing two birds with one stone.

Those who were recruited by the immortal urn, the light falling from the spring day, weaves into a bright and invisible curtain, and they want to cover this cliff.

Some wild flowers on the side of the cliff suddenly splashed some mud and a very small hole appeared, and then a sword light swayed out, heading out of the mountain at a very fast speed.

The sword light looked very faint and small, like an earthworm dug out by a farmer, desperately fleeing into the distance, looking very pitiful.

This sword light is still fast and unimaginable, and even the sunlight summoned by the immortal urn could not block it, but in the eyes of Master Bai, this sword light is obviously much slower than before.

The reason for this is that the traces of the sword light are a bit unstable, and the body of the sword of all things is a little bend.

In other words, Jing Jiu was badly injured by that punch.

But even if it is slightly damaged, it is still the most powerful sword of all things in the sky and the earth. There should be another battle with the white real person holding an immortal urn. Why did he run away?

Bai Zhenren was a little surprised. He immediately thought about what Jing Yang and Jing Jiu were doing, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, revealing a mocking expression.

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Heaven and earth are furnaces, everything is cooked, and there is not much time left for the world.

For this reason, Jing Jiu was anxious to find Zhen Ren Bai to kill her, and then went back to deal with the troublesome problems.

It's just that he didn't think about it, the whole world didn't think about it, and Zhenren Bai had been waiting to kill him.

Now it seems that Qilin's remarks were her preparations in advance.

Countless holes appeared in the tomb of Tianshou Mountain, the white jade coffin turned into a snow, countless imperial qi was lost from the ground, and the river mussel... It was obviously the method of Emperor Xiao.

The injured Jing Jiu disappeared into the sky.

Bai Zhenren used the immortal energy to use the heaven and earth escape method, and he came to the virtual realm while he stepped on.

She raised her eyes and looked around, but she couldn't find the crooked sword light, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly.

From Chaotian Continent to Underworld, Jing Jiu chased and killed her for more than an hour, just as long as a lifetime.

Who would have thought that the situation would turn sharply, at this time it was her turn to chase and kill Jing Jiu.

She has a better situation than Jing Jiu, because destruction is easier than construction.

In addition to killing Jing Jiu, she has more choices and a better choice.

The underworld passage here is about to open, while the underworld passage elsewhere is facing some problems.

She wanted to make this heaven and earth furnace fully operational as soon as possible, so she wanted to solve those problems.

The nearest passage to the underworld from Tianshou Mountain is by the East China Sea, which is Tongtianjing.

The sea enters the dark, the blue smoke rises again, and strands of smoke rise from the dark bottom, but they encounter an invisible barrier that can't disperse.

The small sedan sedan quietly stopped above the Tongtianjing, and the peach blossoms on the green curtain became more and more brilliant, and countless fresh breaths hovered the cliffs by the sea.

Shuiyuean's methods are much gentler and more beautiful than Cao Yuan's, and the effect is even better.

Tong Yan confirmed that the blue smoke could not rush out of the prohibition for the time being, and finally relaxed, preparing to treat the deadly wounded Shuiyuean and Guocheng Temple colleagues, and suddenly found that her shadow on the ground had become darker.

The figure becomes darker because of less sunlight.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, looking directly at the sun, his pale face was full of shock and despair.

A figure fell from the extremely high sky.

Looking at the height, the person even came from the virtual world.

Looking over from the ground, the man seemed to have jumped out of the sun, taking away the light that the sun should have.

The blazing sun was blocked, and only a layer of gold was added to the edge of the white dress.

Tong Yan is very familiar with that breath, knowing who it is, she is so desperate.

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The white dress dyed with gold rims looks more like a cloud.

Mr. Bai fell from the sky and patted the small sedan chair with a palm.

In the whole process, she didn't seem to look at Tong Yan, didn't see how pale the face of the disciple she once loved the most, and how desperate her eyes were.

With a bang, the top of the small blue sedan chair blossomed like a flower, and a jade-white palm broke out of the sedan chair, welcoming the hand of the real white man.

With a soft snap, the two palms meet, and countless strong winds roar.

The blue curtain is fluttering and restless~IndoMTL.com~ It's like the wine banner of the inn outside the wind corridor of a thousand miles, about to be torn apart by the wind.

There are countless huge waves on the surface of the East China Sea, which look like thousands of white lines, but they do not sweep toward the shore, but toward the depths of the sea.

Bai Zhenren looks indifferent, but has extremely strong self-confidence, and even gives people a feeling of incomparableness.

The master of Shuiyue An is also a great creature of the Heavenly Tongtian realm, but how could she be concerned about it.

She didn't even use the immortal urn, so she was going to take the other party directly into the deepest part of the courtyard.

Suddenly, a strange color appeared in her eyes.

A wiping sound.

Shuiyue'an master suddenly gave birth to a sword point in the palm of his white jade.

The sword easily pierced the palm of Madam Bai, and then turned into a sword light.

The sword light entered her arm and broke out from behind her shoulder in an instant, bringing out a **** flower.