Aiming for the Immortal Path

What a Holy Spirit Cult, actually hiding the fire of hope deep in the earth.

If everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect had not had time to take care of them at this moment, I am afraid that even if they were not seriously injured by the explosion on the mountain top, at this moment... they would still be besieged by a group of experts from the Holy Spirit Sect.

Su Twelve was secretly happy, but the expression on Yuanying's face showed no emotion at all.

Looking at Yin Qingxue in front of him, he said calmly: "Senior Brother Han Yu? Did he show up too?"

"Han Yu is Sumou's former fellow disciple when he was in the Yunge Sect, but there is someone like him in this sect, so how can he pretend to be so?"

Su Twelve shook his head and said, even if the other party guessed everything, he would never be honest about this matter and there was no need.

Anger appeared in Yin Qingxue's eyes, "Fellow Daoist Su is really determined not to give up until he reaches the Yellow River! In this case, I have nothing to say."

Without waiting for the other party to make a move, Su Twelve hurriedly continued to shout: "Wait a minute! No matter what the reason is that Fellow Daoist Yin wants to attack Su, the fire of hope of the Holy Spirit Cult and the Nanming Lihuo in Su's body are the key to breaking the dark evil formation. ”

"This matter concerns all the people in the world, and it is also the wish of the seniors of the Buddha Sect. Why don't we leave the matter between you and me for the time being, and how about a fair decision after we leave here?"

Su Twelve spoke repeatedly and directly moved out the senior Buddhist sect he met earlier.

As he spoke, the Ying Yuan in his body caused Nanming Lihuo's spiritual source to surge quietly, forming a rapidly rotating energy hurricane in his own Yuan Ying's body.

"Well..."

Hearing Su Twelve mention the seniors of the Buddhist sect, Yin Qingxue showed hesitation, and the ten thousand sword energy trapped around Su Twelve also trembled slightly.

To do what he wanted to do, he had to rely on the senior of the Buddha Sect. Su Twelve could not care about his face, but he could not ignore the wishes of the senior of the Buddha Sect.

However, beneath the hesitant gaze, hidden was a more fierce murderous intention.

Before he could finish his words, the sword shadow condensed on the surface of his body suddenly flew out and fell from the sky with lightning speed.

Thousands of people around

The sword energy circulated and moved with the shadow of the sword, one after another shooting directly at Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, you..."

From the beginning, Su Twelve did not expect the other party to really stop, and he could see that the other party's hesitation at that moment was just to relax himself.

And he was delaying time just to be more fully prepared.

Su Twelve pretended to be panicked, his face full of surprise, and he looked at the other party in shock, looking unprepared.

Before he finished speaking, Yin Qingxue's voice sounded.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Su, after I kill your Nascent Soul, Nanming Lihuo and the Holy Spirit Sect's Flame of Hope will be taken away."

"If you want these two things, you might as well let yourself come in person and have a fair fight with me!!!"

"At that time, regardless of victory or defeat, I will return the Nanming Lihuo and the Flame of Hope!"

The hesitation in Yin Qingxue's eyes disappeared, replaced by a burning gaze.

The moment Su Twelve Nascent Soul appeared, he knew that this was clearly the second Nascent Soul cultivated by the secret technique of the Second Nascent Soul.

Even if erasing this second Nascent Soul had any impact on Su Twelve himself, it would be quite limited.

And with Nanming Lihuo and the Fire of Hope in hand, as long as the opponent still wants to break the dark evil formation, they will definitely come to find him.

Until then, it will be a real life and death showdown. Su Twelve was well-known, and he had heard about his opponent's deeds. Faced with such an opponent, he did not dare to despise him in the slightest.

Yin Qingxue has a clear mind and his ideas are quite clear.

With a firm will, the speed of the sword shadow, which was already as fast as lightning, increased again.

Before the words fell, the shadow of the sword had already touched

and Su Twelve’s second Nascent Soul.

At the same time, the panic expression on Su Twelve Yuanying's face disappeared.

"Buzz!"

There was a buzz in the air, followed by howling wind.

Within Yuanying's body, the energy that had been accumulated for a long time condensed into a whirlwind, roaring out at this moment.

The whirlwind was mixed with Nanming Lihuo's flame spiritual source, which not only caused the violent wind to be dyed fiery red by the flames, but also spread at an alarming speed.

Thousands of sword energies came from all around, but before they could land on Su Twelve Nascent Soul, they were affected by the whirlwind airflow and deviated from their trajectory.

The huge sword shadow falling from the sky also slowed down under the impact of the whirlwind, and was barely stopped by the whirling wind. .??.

"It's now!"

Taking advantage of this brief gap, Su Twelve Nascent Soul moved instantly, its whole body burning with flames, like a fiery red meteorite falling from the sky, swooping towards the earth below at an astonishing speed.

With just a snap of his fingers, he fell to the ground from a height of ten thousand feet.

Although the Nascent Soul is small, only three inches tall, the energy contained within it is extremely terrifying and astonishing.

It landed with a bang, and the surging power radiated from it shook the earth slightly, causing billowing waves of dust to cover the sky and the earth.

"Huh? Do you want to escape?"

"No...no, it's not about running away. Su Twelve, don't you forget to try to seize the Holy Spirit Sect's flame of hope at this time?"

"Such a spirit is really commendable. If you and I have no grievances, I will definitely invite you to have a few drinks. But now, if you do this, don't you take me seriously?"

Staring at Su Twelve Nascent Soul disappearing into the waves, Yin Qingxue's eyelids twitched rapidly.

"The Twelve Poems of Leng Yue·The moon reflects the cold pines!"

Whispering in a low voice, his peripheral vision swept across the sword shadow not far away that was blocked by the energy vortex.

Yin

Qingxue suddenly raised his voice and shouted lowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, another sword light flew out from his sleeve.

The flying sword hovered in the sky, and the shape of the flying sword could not be seen, only the light was shining, and it looked like a half-moon hanging in the sky.

The shadow of the sword in the air, as well as the ten thousand sword energy bound by the whirlpool, roared in as if being called, and rushed to the surroundings of the sword light in an instant.

The sword energy merged into the sword shadow, condensing into a huge, almost physical sword light.

The boundless sword intent spread out like a surging tide, spreading with great force for hundreds of miles, shocking countless monks and mortals.

Immediately, the mighty sword light fell from the sky like moonlight, illuminating the vast earth.

Wherever it goes, everything is destroyed.

The Holy Spirit Sect's ten thousand-foot high peak was the first to suffer. Under the tide of sword intent, earth and rocks flew and peeled off layer by layer.

There are countless formations scattered throughout the 10,000-foot high peak. But before the formation could be activated, the formation seal was shattered and the formation eye was shattered by this sword.

In the cities around the mountain peaks, there were countless sleeping mortals, monks wandering around the city, and in the caves in the mountains and forests outside the city, figures one after another walked onto the streets and soared into the sky.

At this moment, everyone was attracted by this terrifying scene.

After a brief gaze, the next second, everyone within a radius of a hundred miles showed panic expressions.

When the Nascent Soul cultivator takes action, his reputation is enough to shake the heavens and the earth. Yin Qing learned this sword, and it was the strongest move among strong moves. The sword's intention enveloped hundreds of miles, and just the aftermath of the sword's intention made the surrounding creatures feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, no monk dared to step forward rashly.

After a brief hesitation, monks, mortals, and forest creatures all went crazy and hurried away outside the city and beyond.

Suddenly, countless sword lights and escape lights flickered in the distant sky. The monks with the highest cultivation level also run the fastest.