Heaven's Path

Chapter 117 Breaking Dawn 8

() It was too late to say that at that time, a baby about a foot long jumped out of his celestial spirit, and gradually grew in the face of the wind, until it grew to two feet.Seeing the few black-armored monks around him being thrown far away by him, the white ghost was somewhat proud. Although he was seriously injured in this battle, he escaped after all. With a new body and re-cultivation, he is still that frightening white ghost.

Just as he was thinking proudly, suddenly the space above his head became a little disordered, three horizontal and vertical cracks suddenly appeared, and a biting chill leaked out of the dark cracks.The location where the crack appeared was too coincidental, it happened to be the only way for him to escape. Sooner or later, there was no way for him to hide, no way to escape, and he rushed straight to the three cracks leading to the unknown space.

Just as the white ghost's Nascent Soul's head was submerged in the darkness, the crack healed at an astonishingly fast speed, and the result was that the Nascent Soul's body and head were split apart.The Nascent Soul is originally the product of the condensation of Jing Qi and the Primordial Spirit. The moment the White Ghost's Nascent Soul died, it turned into a mass of thick spiritual energy and dispersed. At the same time, there was a layer of light silver spots in the air. It's really beautiful.

Chen Yunsheng cut a Yin soldier from it, stared blankly at the silver light mist with his eyes, and with the seamless cooperation of Canglan Eight Guards, he used the newly mastered "light countercurrent" to accurately control every link, He completed a series of unimaginable attacks in one go, and finally killed his enemy.

Due to absorbing a large number of souls from the mourning stick, Chen Yunsheng's current soul power has improved a lot compared to before. The soul method of Yuanshen Zhan, which consumes a lot of soul power, has been used six times in a row. Half of the soul power is available.

"Father, the white ghost is dead."

He muttered a sentence in his heart, and looked around, looking for traces of Bloody Drink and Heisha.There was a chaotic battle all around, the ground was densely packed with monks' stumps and broken arms, and the sky was full of lights and magic weapons.Suddenly, Chen Yunsheng felt that the world was quiet, and those piercing death lights became extremely slow. Using the countercurrent of light, he seemed to have discovered another world. In this world, everyone's face is so hideous, and there are only two A choice, kill or be killed.

He saw that Xueyin was flanked by Jiang Xueqin, Ye Sihan, Xue Li, Yu Chixue, Yan Rushi, Ling Hanyu and many other Golden Core cultivators, and he was already retreating steadily, showing signs of fleeing.Among this battle group, Jiang Xueqin and Ye Sihan have the highest cultivation, and they have faintly touched the threshold of Nascent Soul. The combination of these two people alone can compete with Xueyin, let alone Xue Li and Yu Chixue. Side-by-side.

The blood drink became panting, the feathers on the huge bird's wings were all soaked, and there were several deep scars on his body, and blood flowed out from time to time, as embarrassing as he could be.Jiang Xueqin struck out a formula, and the green silk made of Qiushui sword merged into one place, tightly bound Xueyin's body, and the blue silk easily fell into the opponent's body, cutting out bloodstains one after another.Blood Drink let out a hysterical howl, like a pig being put on a cutting board.

Ye Sihan frowned, a look of sternness appeared on his delicate face, he shot quickly and accurately, a shard of ice pierced Xueyin's head, within a tenth of an breath, Xueyin's body became stiff, and then Wan Dao Blue ice crystals protruded from his body, turning into a hedgehog.The opponent's Nascent Soul had no chance to escape and was stillborn.

Seeing this, Chen Yunsheng was very happy.The blue came out of the blue but was better than the blue, Jiang Xueqin and Ye Sihan shot cleanly, it seems that there will be a few great monks born among the descendants of the Tianqiong Sect.The burden on him will also be lighter.

After killing Blood Drink, a group of people quickly dispersed and joined the nearby battle group. The battle situation is still anxious.At this time, a mass of black light suddenly burst out in the western sky, and an evil ghost appeared in the sky. Chen Yunsheng shook his head to watch, gritted his teeth, and said, "So you are there!"

I saw that Heisha was surrounded by twenty wolf demons led by Luo Zhiqing, rushing forward and back, and had already used the evil ghost swallowing spirit he was relying on, but the wolf demons were erratic, and their attack methods were mostly Hand-to-hand combat is the main thing, so that the evil spirit he summoned has no soul to swallow, and sticks out its scarlet tongue in vain.

But seeing Luo Zhiqing roar, Cheng Ruo Qiushui's flying sword swept Heisha's shoulder, leaving a bloodstain, and at the same time, a phantom of a blue wolf burst out from behind, and ten blue light claws emerged from his hands.

The phantoms of gray wolves erupted by more than 20 wolf monsters are different in size, but their speed has more than doubled, and their power is extremely powerful. After a round, after a round, the attacks that everyone can withstand are extremely limited.

After Heisha arrived, his whole body was already soaked in blood. He touched the two lines of blood on the corner of his mouth, looked up at the clear sun in the sky, and let out a mournful cry from his heart.

Chen Yunsheng sighed softly, even if he is an enemy, it is still sad when he is about to die.But the group of wolves didn't slow down because of Heisha's mournful howls. They quickly nibbled at the only flesh and blood and vitality of the other party. After a while, Heisha's body exposed several white bones.

Heisha had to release his Nascent Soul to find the last chance of life, but the tender baby was torn apart by three wolf demons and swallowed just as soon as it emerged from his heavenly spirit.This kind of extremely pure spiritual creature is something they can encounter but cannot seek, of course they don't care whether it is ethical or not.

All three ghost envoys were killed in a blink of an eye, and the hatred buried in Chen Yunsheng's heart suddenly became as light as a feather. Even if Wuchang might not be killed by Fei Yunzi, he would never forget it.

The life-and-death struggles in front of him made him a little dizzy. Both sides screamed and fought together for the same purpose. He seemed to have returned to the winter of Taibai Peak, and there were fighting and dead people everywhere.Looking up at the clear sky, Chen Yunsheng was at a loss. He couldn't understand why hatred would grow in people's hearts without knowing it, and why only killing it would make it quicker.

"If we were born to hate, what did you create us for?"

Chen Yunsheng asked in a murmur, but the sky was still clear and cloudless, and no one came to answer his question.

At this time, a cyan arm called Chen Yunsheng back from his thoughts, and the black bone shouted with displeasure on his face: "What is it like? Didn't you see it? You still have time to watch the sky, are you It wasn't that he bumped his head while fighting with the white ghost, and became stupid."

Chen Yunsheng saw the black bones covered in blood, like a bloody man appearing in front of him, "I'm a little confused." He said softly, his voice was very (first start:) and was soon drowned out by the noisy shouts, the black Bone didn't hear it.

Hei Gu shouted: "Brother, don't stand here stupidly, your cloud piercing boat is fast, cross this battlefield, and go and deal with that old bird Jiang Yuheng, if you let him run away, we will be passive .”

Chen Yunsheng nodded, looking back, there were only four Canglan Guards by his side, and it was too late to summon more Canglan Guards, he took Wuhen, Cang Yue, Kuang Dao and Ye Huo and jumped onto the cloud piercing boat, Headed straight to Tianshui City.

The battlefield of the former enemy is less than a hundred miles away from Tianshui City. For the Yunchuanzhou at this time, even the scene of a stick of incense will not be used.Standing on the bow of the boat, the sun shining on the protruding silver horns of the bow made it look extraordinarily bright, making Chen Yunsheng squint his eyes.

It was the first time for Chen Yunsheng to look down on Tianshui City from the cloud piercing boat. When he saw those familiar streets and alleys, he felt a sense of desolation in his heart.The crowds in the streets and alleys disappeared, the businesses and shops were all closed, and even the beggars who wandered in the east of the city disappeared. There was desolation everywhere, and the officers and soldiers guarding the city had long since disappeared.The only two or three Sitian Pavilion monks saw him from a distance and walked away, fearing that they would have nothing to do with this fierce battle.

Soon he came to the sky above the Zizai Palace. This palace, known as the symbol of Sitian Pavilion, had stood quietly in Tianshui City for hundreds of years.Today it will witness the change of an era, the alternation of the old and the new, and it will still exist, but the people who once slapped Fang Qiu in this palace may all pass away.

Jumping off the flying boat, Chen Yunsheng rushed into the palace quickly. The lighting in the vast hall was not very good, and someone knocked out the glazed lamp above his head. The further he walked, the darker it became.All around was quiet, only the sound of his footsteps and panting.Cang Yue and Kuang Dao had already found the best attack point, Yehuo and Wuhen had been guarding not far from their master to prevent sudden attacks.

The Black Iron Throne in the deepest part of the Palace of Freedom faced the gate, which was different from the placement of the Hepingri throne. Chen Yunsheng stopped in front of the throne because he felt that someone was sitting on the throne.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." An old voice sounded, and the Black Iron Throne turned around slowly, and it made a toothsome creaking sound.

Jiang Yuheng looked at Chen Yunsheng for a long time with his old eyes, and said with a sneer, "I don't know what kind of hero can put on a good show that hits the middle palace. I didn't expect it to be a brat with a bad smell."

"But it doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter who comes." Jiang Yuheng's voice grew older, like a cicada in early winter.

"I've killed a lot of people along the way, and it's really not easy to get here." Chen Yunsheng said darkly, facing the biggest enemy of the Tianqiong Sect, he was not open enough to be able to chat with him in a pleasant manner.

"Young man, where are you from?" Jiang Yuheng said looking into Chen Yunsheng's eyes.

"There is a mountain two thousand miles south of Tianshui City called Taibai Peak. There is a sect on Taibai Peak called Tianqiong Sect. I come from there." Chen Yunsheng said while holding the unicorn in his hand. (starter:)

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