Chapter 711

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
Countless cracks have appeared on the ground under Jing Jiu. If this is not the core of Yunmeng array and the ground is as strong as a magic weapon, I'm afraid it will press his people into the ground.

Heavy as a mountain, this is one of the most important features of Jingyun clock.

Qilin looked at Jing Yunzhong in his hand. The incredible anger in his eyes gradually turned into fear and fear. Even his breathing became a lot faster. His front feet kept pedaling on the ground and his waist sank slightly. Instead of trying to escape, he was ready to kneel

Jingyun bell is the treasure of Zhongzhou sect. It has unimaginable power and can't be used like a magic weapon in the air. However, if it rings in the ears of practitioners, whether it is a big thing in the sky or a so-called relegated immortal, it will break up and be miserable.

In the battle of Chaoge city in that year, it was as strong as March. He was extremely afraid of talking about the Jingyun clock in the hands of real people. Just yesterday, the master of the underworld, the strongest in the underworld, almost died because Tong Yan sneaked into Jingyun clock.

Now no one in the world can match the speed of Inoue Jiu. If he chases the other party with Jingyun clock, it's really an unsolvable killing move.

The problem is that Kirin is a real ancient divine beast, with unimaginable natural authority and realm strength. As he said, he doesn't know how many means are hidden. According to reason, even if he is afraid of Jing Yunzhong in Jing Jiu's hand, he won't be afraid of becoming like this. He is simply inferior to ah Dadu.

Why on earth is this?

"It is said that Jingyun bell is your natural divine object. It has been tied around your neck since ancient times."

Well nine looked at Kirin and said, "but I don't believe in any myths and legends."

He himself is the legend of Chaotian continent. Naturally, he knows that the legend is often far from the truth, but there are some inexplicable connections.

For example, in the spiritual world, it is said that emperor Xiao hid in a turtle shell, which was obviously influenced by the yuan turtle. In fact, it's just the most solid treasure in the world. Sometimes it's a turtle shell, sometimes it's a clam. If emperor Xiao wants, he can even turn it into a palace.

In some cases, this connection is more interesting, and the legend is even the opposite of the truth.

If Jing Yunzhong is not a natural artifact of Kirin, why is it always tied around its neck, and why has it become a magic weapon that can only be held by the leader of Zhongzhou school?

By making a simple inference, he got an answer close to the truth.

In fact, he and Taiping immortal had this answer hundreds of years ago, but it was confirmed by Qilin's response today.

Jingyunzhong is not a natural artifact of Kirin, but a natural artifact to restrain it. It may be born naturally in heaven and earth, refined by a great power in ancient times, or forged by the founder of Zhongzhou school.

Qingshan sect has a sword scabbard to restrain all things, which is the same truth.

Hearing Jingjiu's words, Qilin knew that he understood the real purpose of Jingyun clock. His anger flashed in the bottom of his eyes, forcibly suppressed his trembling, and said, "is it too much for you to use the treasure of Zhongzhou school to deal with me, a divine beast of Zhongzhou school?"

Well nine said: "very appropriate."

Qilin shouted desperately and angrily, "this matter has nothing to do with me!"

Jing Jiu said, "I'm also very surprised. Why didn't Bai Yuan take you with him when he did this."

Qilin said, "I'm an expert of the immortal family. It doesn't matter if I kill a few people occasionally. How can I do such a thing? I'm not afraid that heaven will take me?"

The change of the breath of heaven and earth can not hide the perception of this ancient divine beast.

"Immortal, please calm down. The girl Bai Yuan is obviously crazy and will do such a heinous thing."

Qilin looked at Jing Jiu and said helplessly, "in that case, how can she care about my life and death?"

Well nine said, "so even if she knows I'm going to kill you, she won't show up?"

Qilin said seriously, "that's good."

"If I don't kill her in an hour, I'll come back and kill you."

Well nine finished this sentence, put away Jingyun clock, turned and left Yunmeng Mountain.

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The bright sword light broke through the endless clouds and returned to the fields and mountains and rivers of Chaotian continent, flying and walking at an unimaginable speed.

The sword light looked all over the world and was seen by the whole world.

Everyone in the countryside and town thought they saw an ominous daytime meteor, felt bad luck and kept spitting.

People of various spiritual sects naturally do not think so. Looking at the fleeting sword light in the sky, they feel infinite awe and longing.

On a huge cloud ship, Tan Zhenren put away his bloody handkerchief, looked at the sword light constantly lit between heaven and earth, and sighed with deeper wrinkles on his broad forehead.

People in the green mountain naturally saw the sword light, and their emotions and reactions were different.

At the top of Shenmo peak, Liu was ten years old. He put his hands together and whispered the Scriptures learned from Guocheng temple. Holding a pen and paper, Yuan Qu kept calculating the speed of the sword light and the number of channels into the underworld. He wanted to calculate how long it would take for the leader to find immortal Bai. Zhuo rusui lay on the bamboo chair with his head in his hands. He didn't know what he was thinking.

When the sword light passed through the world, Ping Yongjia kept holding the sword formula in the sword peak.

His face was pale, his sword intention was extremely consumed, and he kept trembling at his fingers in the sky.

It's not so much that he is controlling the sword. In fact, the current situation is more like the sword light pulling his will.

Zhao Layue didn't look at the sword light in the sky. She stared at Ping Yongjia's face from beginning to end.

Guangyuan immortal thought she was worried that Ping Yongjia could not support her, which led to the fact that the leader immortal could not continue to turn the sword. Nan forgot that she was thinking about the way to replace Ping Yongjia with the invisible sword body the day after tomorrow. Only Qing'er knew that she had an idea that no one could know in addition to these.

"Do you want to observe his weakness so that you can kill him at any time in the future?"

Qing'er flew behind Zhao Layue and asked carefully with divine knowledge.

Zhao Layue was silent for a moment and nodded imperceptibly.

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The sword light went everywhere in the world.

Bai Zhenren has gone wherever he may be.

Jingjiu looked at the cold mountain and other channels leading to the underworld, even went to the great vortex and the underworld, and finally stopped by the East China Sea for a moment.

Finally, he didn't find anything, and the time had come, so he returned to Yunmeng Mountain again, entered the deepest part of Yunmeng array, and came to Qilin.

"I thought you would try to escape." Well nine said.

Looking at his pale face and the dim but crazy light at the bottom of his eyes, Qilin knew that he was really going to make a sword and said angrily, "can I be faster than you?"

Well nine said, "you can hide like Bai Yuan."

Qilin said reluctantly, "can you stop trying me again? I really don't know where she is or how she hid her breath. "

Well nine said, "then I have to kill you."

Qilin's eyes showed a proud and cold look and said, "but I just thought of something."

Jing Jiu took out the Jingyun clock and didn't speak.

Qilin said anxiously, "have you forgotten Tianshou mountain?"

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Tianshou mountain is in the southeast of Chaotian continent, which is still a distance from Guocheng temple and Shuiyue nunnery.

The mountain is green in color and has few clouds. It is the mausoleum of the former imperial dynasty. It was occupied by Wuen gate many years ago and has become the seat of Zong gate.

Pei Baifa and Xihai sword God left the world after the first World War. Wu enmen had no great things to heaven and were forced to close the mountain for self-protection. No one appeared except Liu shisui, a registered disciple.

The mausoleum of the former imperial dynasty has an array to shield the breath. Coupled with the large array of mountain closures launched by wuenmen, it can be said to isolate heaven and earth. No wonder no one can feel the breath of immortal Bai.

More importantly, there is also a passage to the underworld under the mausoleum of the former imperial dynasty. Wuenmen has been stationed in this passage for generations. I don't know how many people died.

The green cliffs were illuminated by the sword light, and then quickly returned to normal.

The mountain wind blows the white clothes and brings a thread, which melts into the light of those gradually converging swords.

Jing Jiu stood in the clouds and looked at the continuous hills below. His eyebrows were slightly raised again, like a sword about to be scabbard.

Qingshanzong and wuenmen have been friends for generations. Many years ago, he also swam in this cloud, but he didn't like the atmosphere here.

It has nothing to do with the Yin Qi of the mausoleum and the Yin wind from the underworld.

Buried in this mausoleum are emperors and queens of the former imperial dynasties. He is a descendant of the king family. Naturally, he feels a little wrong.

The array of the mausoleum of the former imperial dynasty was not worth mentioning to him, but the mountain closure array without grace was really powerful. It was like an invisible and indestructible cover covering the ground hundreds of miles away, blocking out all the sunshine and rain.

But well nine is really good at cutting.

His sight fell on Tianshou mountain. He soon looked over every cliff and even every ancient tree and found the only channel of this array.

Qingshanzong and wuenmen are allies who live and die together. Of course, it's inappropriate for him, the leader of Qingshan, to break the array directly, but he didn't think about it and flew over there directly.

The bright sword light illuminates an ancient tree, breaks the bark, disappears in an instant, and has reached the big array when it reappears.

All the elders and disciples of the ungrateful sect practice in the cave. They don't feel the coming of the sword light. The dark sword idea just startled countless fallen leaves.

With the isolation of the mountain closure array, the cold and heat here are not consistent with the Chaotian mainland. It seems that it is still autumn.

Yellow leaves fly like countless butterflies dancing.

The sword light broke countless yellow leaves. Before arriving at the main hall of wuenmen, it quietly broke the extremely thick stone gate and continued to go to the depths of Tianshou mountain.

The main hall is the front Temple of the mausoleum of the former imperial dynasty. Going inside is the interior of the mausoleum.

Countless clear and slight cracking sounds sounded. The sword light broke dozens of stone walls, passed through the seven fold temple, and finally reached the deepest part of the mausoleum.

In this mausoleum is buried a famous tyrant of the former imperial dynasty, with an unusual organizational system and a tall tomb. The coffin made of white jade in the middle of the tomb exudes a faint cold smell. Immortal Bai hid in the white jade coffin. There was a slight rub. The white jade coffin broke, and the bright sword light floated in, but... Stopped. This sword light once cut a gorge and set up a mountain. No one can resist it in the sky and earth. At this time, it was blocked by something! This is the most imaginable thing in the world. The sword light is still. Fragments of the white jade coffin fell like snowflakes. The figure of well nine appeared. Immortal Bai looked at him quietly with a clam in his hand. Well nine's fingers were clamped by the clam shell. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.