Aiming for the Immortal Path

Even before planning this battle, Su Twelve had already been mentally prepared that his companions would die.

But when the result is really before our eyes, when we really face it, the heavy mood at this moment is still difficult to describe in words.

The weight of life is so heavy!

"Su Twelve, she...how is her condition?"

Seeing Su Twelve being silent for a long time, Hou Sihai asked in a low voice.

The cautious look and the white frost on his temples made him look much older. ??

And this... is enough to show that he also knows the true situation of Leng Yan at this moment.

But the daughter we finally found was separated forever before we even got a chance to recognize her.

The most important thing is that the other party still died to save himself.

Maybe Leng Yan was destined to die soon, but at least in his opinion, that was the case.

How can such a result be accepted? How can it be accepted?

"Senior, my condolences, Senior Leng, she...she has passed away!"

Su Twelve, who had always been calm when things happened, his voice choked up at this moment. Halfway through his words, after a brief pause, he still chose to tell the story.

After hearing this, Lin Wuyou, Zhu Hanwei and others, who had been paying attention to Leng Yan's situation not far away, had frozen expressions on their faces, feeling the same sadness.

Lu Chenyuan, who was also a member of the Huanxing Sect and a true disciple, reacted even more fiercely and immediately stepped forward to investigate Leng Yan's situation.

But the movement of his body affected the injuries inside his body, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, making him look in pain, and he had to give priority to his own injuries.

"Death to the Immortal? You...what are you talking nonsense about? She clearly...clearly still has life."

"Su Twelve! If you don't want to help, you can just say so. Why curse her here!"

Hou Sihai reacted the most violently, scolded angrily, and pushed Su Twelve away.

"Since you can't save her, I'll just look for someone else who can save her."

\u003e "The world is big, there is always someone... there is always someone who can find a way to save her!!!"

Hou Sihai's lips trembled, his heart was burning with anger, his energy and blood surged, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

But he didn't realize it at all. He picked up Leng Yan, staggered, walked into the distance step by step, and walked slowly into the distance.

His temples are gray, and his head is full of gray and messy long hair, showing his vicissitudes of life.

Looking at Hou Sihai's retreating back, Su Twelve opened his mouth, wanting to speak but not knowing how to continue.

If Hou Sihai didn't know Leng Yan's current situation, he wouldn't believe it.

But this reality is too cruel for Hou Sihai!

After changing his mind, Su Twelve took a deep breath and shouted at Hou Sihai's back.

"Senior! No matter what Senior Leng's previous situation was, since he chose to step forward at the critical moment of life and death, it can be seen that Senior Leng may have already given up the obsession in his heart, let alone... something will happen to Senior!"

"No matter what, I hope senior can take care of himself."

Listening to the voice coming from behind, Hou Sihai's body trembled slightly and his steps paused.

But just for a moment, his body moved again and continued to stagger away into the distance.

This time, Su Twelve sighed softly and didn't speak any more.

He could completely understand Hou Sihai's mood, and he also knew that now he needed some time to be alone.

…

"Fellow Daoist Su, the matter is settled. Wan still has something to do, so take the first step!"

Before everyone could recover from their grief, Wan Jian's voice rang out and he cupped his hands and fists at Su Twelve.

As he spoke, his peripheral vision glanced at Zhu Hanwei not far away, and then

He stayed briefly on Ren Yunzong.

An invisible light flashed through his eyes, and before Su Twelve could speak, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Lu Chenyuan, who finally suppressed the injuries in his body, immediately turned his attention to Su Twelve.

"Senior Brother Su, the resurrection of Junior Sister Piaoyu also needs more attention. I... ahem, I will take the first step."

Lu Chenyuan was coughing up blood while talking, and looked in the direction where Hou Sihai disappeared from time to time, worried about Leng Yan's situation.

But in the end, he still didn’t say much.

Although I don't know about the entanglement between Leng Yan and Hou Sihai, I can still see that there must be some kind of connection between the two.

No matter whether Leng Yan is alive or dead, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to harm Leng Yan in the slightest.

"Junior Brother Lao Lu is here to help me in this battle. Please accept these three Fire Dragon Red Fruits."

Su Twelve nodded lightly, the sadness on his face not yet gone, but his eyes looking at Lu Chenyuan were full of gratitude.

After saying that, he simply raised his hand and sent out three fire dragon red fruits.

It was a pure transaction with Wan Jianyi, but not with Lu Chenyuan. Maybe I have a life-saving grace for the other person, but I also have a feeling of being from the same family.

Lu Chenyuan did not refuse, accepted the Fire Dragon Red Fruit, dragged his seriously injured body, and left quickly.

In the blink of an eye, only Su Twelve, Lin Wuyou, Zhu Hanwei, Shen Luoyan and Ren Yunzong were left in the field.

Except for Lin Wuyou, the other four were all former monks of the Yunge Sect. They came from the same sect and even fought side by side.

Lin Wuyou and Su Twelve also have a special connection. In terms of friendship and relationship, the remaining five people are undoubtedly the most reliable small group.

"Lin Wuyou, for this battle to be a success, you are the one to thank the most! Su Twelve is here, thank you very much!!!"

His eyes fell on Lin Wuyou, and Su Twelve thanked him respectfully.

Although the two have a special connection, they are also two independent individuals.

"Thank you. I'm not doing this just for you!"

"You also saw what happened just now. Although the Lord of the Shadow Palace is dead, the mysterious power hidden behind him still needs you to deal with."

"Okay! This is over, I...I should return to the Shadow Palace!"

Lin Wuyou's face was expressionless and he waved his hands indifferently.

Halfway through his words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and two veins on his forehead jumped suddenly, making him pause in his words.

But within a moment, Lin Wuyou's expression returned to normal.

After that, he turned around and left.

But the moment he turned around, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and the beads of sweat began to fall down, and he was already sweating like rain.

From his forehead to his neck, the protruding veins all showed that he was suffering from indescribable pain.

Being entrusted with important tasks by the Lord of the Shadow Palace, his cultivation level improved rapidly, but it was not all good.

The Xuan Lei Pearl was heavy and contained the Xuan Lei Blood Seal, which had long been integrated with his soul.

The moment the Lord of the Demonic Shadow Palace was completely destroyed, the Xuan Lei Blood Seal in his body was activated.

At this moment, he was suffering from the pain of Xuan Lei erupting and impacting within his body.

And this is just the beginning. When the sun rises in the east tomorrow and the purple energy comes from the east, thousands of thunders will fall from the sky.

Not to mention that he was seriously injured at the moment, even if he was unscathed, such a method was definitely not something he could handle.

But Lin Wuyou had no intention of telling anyone about all this from the beginning, and it was even less possible for him to say anything more now.

In other words, from the beginning, he put his own life and death aside.

If he really cared about his own life and death, he wouldn't appear here.