In the altar, the flame of Nirvana burned brightly.

Luo Qingyin was in the sea of fire, and he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive.

Hate Tianyao doesn't care if she is dead or alive.

All his attention was on the Heavenly Destiny Phoenix Knife, which was filled with an indestructible aura, which made him feel extremely shocked, but when the laughter was over, he faintly felt a sense of unease.

Gotta get your hands on the knife!

Hate Tianyao stepped across the void with one foot, and the power in his hand swelled suddenly, grabbing towards the hilt of the Heavenly Destiny Phoenix Knife!

His whole being also emerged from the darkness.

It was a young old man in his last years, his face was gloomy and his eyes were gloomy, but his outstretched hand contained endless danger.

This is the mastermind behind the Tianluo Temple.

This is the person who captured her to refine the Ten Turns Phoenix Sword!

Luo Qingyin stared at him coldly, took a deep breath, and before snatching the Heavenly Destiny Phoenix Knife, she reached out and probed, and the Heavenly Destiny Phoenix Knife that shocked the world fell into her hands.

She turned over and jumped up, raised her hand, and with the gorgeous phoenix knife of Nirvana Fire, cut through the space from the bottom up, with endless terrifying power, and slashed straight at the eyebrows of the hating sky!

The sky-high sword light carries the power that can tear the entire Cangyun Continent apart!

In an instant, the heavens and the earth shook.

Hating Tianyao knew the power of the Heavenly Destiny Phoenix Knife, and immediately dodged and fled.

The sword qi of the Heavenly Destiny Phoenix Sword grazed his body, and the sword with brilliant fire shot straight into the sky like a sharp arrow, and the light did not disperse, like a straight path between heaven and earth!

Hate Tianyao lost his voice and said: "The road to heaven!" ”

The road to heaven is the road to immortality.

As long as you embark on the road to heaven, becoming an immortal is not a dream.

A fairy light slowly descended from the end of the path to heaven......

Hate Tianyao was ecstatic, no longer paid attention to Luo Qingyin, flew up, boarded the road to heaven, and swept towards the fairy light along the bright red light.

As long as the fairy light enters the body, you can become an immortal!

Looking up, there is a vast void, and the stars are bright and bright.

Feet on the light, as if on the ground.

Countless powers came from eternity, floating around the path to heaven, unable to harm him.

hated Tianyao, but there was an unspeakable palpitation.

The palpitations made him quicken his pace.

"Stop!"

A cold drink came from below, and then a figure caught up along the road to heaven.

Hate Tianyao thought it was Feng Zhentian, and was about to speak, but unexpectedly found that it was Zi Yunchen.

Zi Yunchen teleported, appeared in front of him, and blocked his way: "You want to become an immortal, have you asked me?" ”

Hate Tianyao shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

Zi Yunchen not only refused, but also raised the immortal bone in his hand.

Feeling the familiar breath in the fairy bones, Hate Tianyao's face changed, his expression became more and more cold, and the black mist between his eyebrows condensed, like a hideous grimace that wanted to devour people: "You are the apprentice who hates Xiaoyao?" ”

Zi Yunchen didn't answer, urging the immortal bone to burst out with a strong burst of immortal qi, and slashed his head towards Hate Tianyao.

Hate Tianyao's figure retreated sharply, but he was still a step late, and he was shocked by the immortal qi and flew out upside down, almost rolling off the road to heaven.

"You deserve to die!"

Hatred of the sky suddenly became angry, and in an instant, countless black lines formed from the place where the black mist condensed in the center of the eyebrows, spread to the cheeks, neck, and soon spread to the whole body, which looked particularly terrifying.

He stretched out his black-streaked hand and clawed at Zi Yunchen: "Broken!" ”

Zi Yunchen only had the cultivation of a martial immortal, and it was very difficult to urge the immortal bones, and after he could block the attack, he only relied on a sense of arrogance to prevent himself from falling to his knees.

Luo Qingyin saw all this above the altar, and hurriedly swung a knife again.

Mao Dun Literature