Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Huhuhu..."

In the thick fog, behind everyone, the howling wind suddenly started again.

"No, someone is attacking in secret!"

Su Twelve reacted the fastest. Before he could speak, he raised the dust in his hand, and the Wuchen Sword transformed into a sword shape and shot out of the air.

Suddenly, the sword energy below the flying boat rumbled across the ground.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of sword energies emitted bursts of sword roars, rising into the sky like fountains, forming an extremely magnificent scene.

However, no matter how quick Su Twelve's reaction was, compared to the others, the gap in strength was huge.

The sword energy was very powerful, but just by the strong wind, it was blown to pieces and dissipated on the spot.

The next second, a Bagua formation with a radius of about ten feet broke through the thick fog and flew in at an astonishing speed.

In the center of the Bagua array, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern rotates continuously.

His eyes fell on the Tai Chi pattern, and with just one glance, Su Twelve froze in place. The whole person suddenly felt suppressed by a powerful and irresistible force, making it difficult to move at all.

The true energy in his body was rushing around, and if it hadn't been for the illusory spirit body at this moment, he would have been vomiting blood.

However, although the body at this moment is not a body of flesh and blood, it is also a body of life.

At this moment, his life began to pass quickly as the Bagua formation approached.

The sneak attack from the Nascent Soul cultivator, even with one or two successes, was not something he could resist.

This was not the first time Su Twelve encountered a life and death crisis. Only this time, he felt deeply powerless, and even breathing became a luxury.

With every breath, evil energy enters the body, destroying his illusory spirit body, and time becomes infinitely long.

At the critical moment, Leng Yan, who was drawing the bow on the side, did not bother to activate the Zhulong Bow.

He put away the Candle Dragon Bow, turned around and used his palm to summon the cold air to condense into frost.

Take one step, leave behind

A series of afterimages.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Su Twelve.

A sudden palm strike brought up the cold air and struck the Bagua Formation Seal boldly.

The strong attacks are combined, the cold wind is whistling in the cold palm, and the fierce offensive is comparable to the Bagua formation.

The surging energy was like a volcano erupting, rising into the sky, clearing away the surrounding dense fog, revealing the original appearance of most of the terrain of Huxiao Bay.

Seeing this scene, although Su Twelve could breathe a sigh of relief, their hearts fell to the bottom at this moment.

Being trapped in the white tiger's killing formation and being attacked one after another, even a Nascent Soul cultivator in the best condition may not be able to withstand it. Not to mention, Leng Yan's current situation is not optimistic.

As soon as Su Twelve thought, he saw the Bagua formation in the air, which was locked in a stalemate with Leng Yan, and its body suddenly shrank.

In the blink of an eye, the Bagua formation, which was originally about ten feet in diameter, shrank to less than an inch.

The Bagua Formation Seal moved again, with a 'swish' sound, the wind broke through Leng Yan's palm, and at an astonishing speed, it penetrated from the center of Leng Yan's eyebrows.

"puff……"

The next second, Leng Yan was caught off guard and was hit by the seal, causing her body to retreat violently due to the force.

The shrunken Bagua formation followed the meridians in her body all the way down and went straight into the Zi Mansion Dantian.

The Nascent Soul, which was already poisoned, had its body and spirit weakened, and was languid, suddenly the Bagua formation pattern appeared under its body, and it was blocked again.

By the time he stabilized his body, the aura around him had begun to become chaotic.

The aura belonging to the Nascent Soul stage was no longer able to be exerted, and the chaotic aura plummeted. After a moment, Leng Yan's cultivation seemed to have only reached the peak of the Golden Core stage.

"Senior Leng, how are you?"

Li Piaoyue reacted quickly and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ling Yan, who was trembling slightly.

Rao was always calm and calm, but at this moment, there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

"The injury is not serious, but the Bagua formation seal is weird and has blocked my Nascent Soul."

"Now, my cultivation has been suppressed to the peak of the Golden Core stage."

“In today’s battle, I’m afraid everyone’s lives will be in danger!!!”

As she spoke, Leng Yan quickly turned her head to look in the direction of her previous attack. The powerful offensive brought by the Frost Sword had begun to retreat step by step in the face of the endless stream of evil sword light, obviously failing. ??

Such a situation made Leng Yan's eyes dim even more.

She knew very well what it meant that her Nascent Soul cultivation power was unable to be used.

Being trapped in such a formation, without Nascent Soul cultivation, it is simply not enough to protect oneself.

Not to mention, outside the formation, there are Nascent Soul cultivators hiding in the darkness, watching eagerly.

Even though she has a lot of experience, she has no way to deal with this situation. Apart from death, she...couldn't think of any other ending or possibility.

"This... the teleportation formation leading to Muyun State is right in front of us. As long as we activate the formation, we can leave! Do we really want to fall here?"

"If the formation is not broken now, it is impossible to activate it."

"It's just...Senior Leng's strength is limited. With just a few of us, if we want to break the formation...it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky!"

Li Piaoyue and the other three exchanged glances quickly, and felt chills running down their backs as they listened to Leng Yan's words.

There was despair in each of their hearts.

The current crisis is no worse than the one encountered on Fire Dragon Island. It can even be said that...it's even worse.

At least at that time, Su Twelve was still in

At the peak of his strength, he can even cause a catastrophe to break the situation.

"What if... I exude the aura of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Stage and forcefully cause a heavenly tribulation? With the help of the power of the heavenly tribulation, is there... a chance to break the formation here?"

Li Piaoyue thought secretly, thinking of Su Twelve's method of breaking the formation against the fourth-level fire dragon on Fire Dragon Island that day.

Immediately his eyes lit up and he quickly spoke to Su Twelve.

"That's right! You can also use the power of the Heavenly Tribulation! Sister Yue, count me in, I'll go with you."

"Heavenly Tribulation... In our current state, we are afraid that when the Heavenly Tribulation breaks the formation here, we will die. However... if I can win a glimmer of life for Senior Brother Su and Senior Leng, then please count me in." alright."

Before Su Twelve could speak, Li Piaoyu and Sun Huaiyu couldn't wait to speak out.

"You three junior sisters, don't panic or be anxious. Although the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is powerful and amazing, the formation here is not simple either."

"Not to mention whether the power of the Heavenly Tribulation can break the formation, I'm afraid that everyone's cultivation aura cannot be released at all, let alone cause the Heavenly Tribulation to break the formation."

Su Twelve squinted his eyes and quickly scanned the three of them.

"That……"

Li Piaoyue's face darkened and she was about to speak.

But when the words came to his mouth, there was a 'click', a sound like a broken mirror.

On the other side, the thousand-year cold air brought by the cold frost sword was finally no longer able to hold up under the impact of the formation's evil sword light.

Thousands of years of cold air dissipated in an instant, and the luster of Leng Yan's frost sword also became dim, turning into a stream of light, submerging into Leng Yan's body, disappearing into Qi Hai Dantian, and no longer moved.

The evil sword light was no longer blocked by the slightest, and swept across the sky, rushing towards everyone again with the thick fog.

"It's over!!!"

Li Piaoyu's delicate body trembled, her face showing despair.