Aiming for the Immortal Path

Seeing the scene in front of them, the Holy Spirit Sect Saint and Feng Heyu were watching with fear, fearing that their carefully planned harvest would fall short at the last moment.

And just after the two of them drank a cup of tea in fear, the violently shaking bloody pill furnace calmed down in an instant.

In an instant, the blood-colored pill furnace glowed with a blood-colored evil light.

The light lasts only a moment.

When the light dissipated, the bloody pill furnace also melted.

And in mid-air, two pigeon egg-sized balls, like beads made of glass, were hovering in the air.

"The Blood Yuan Pearl! The Blood Yuan Pearl is made!"

After a quick glance, Feng Heyu smiled widely, her whole body was filled with demonic aura, and her mood was extremely agitated.

The holy lady of the Holy Spirit Church was happy at first, and then looked sad for a while, "Two? Only two?"

Feng Heyu, who was smiling broadly, suddenly had a smile on his face.

"That's not right. With the evil energy in the evil formation just now, we should be able to refine at least four blood essence beads. If we add to that, we can also try to condense another blood essence pearl in the sea of ​​blood we have created under the Holy Spirit Sect. Yuanzhu.”

"In this way, although the five blood beads are less than expected, it is possible to destroy the demon-sealing formation in Cangshan."

"But now... the Blood Sea Alchemy Furnace Soul Refining Array only produces two Blood Yuan Beads, even if the Blood Sea one is added to it. The impact that three Blood Yuan Beads can have on the Demon Sealing Array is limited. !”

After calming down, Feng Heyu spoke out loudly.

There was no trace of excitement in my heart, but only deep worry.

The middle-aged figure put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly: "There is certainly a lot of blood in the bloody alchemy furnace just now, but the formation has been seriously damaged, and if it is forced to condense, it will only be nothing in the end."

"Because of this, I used earth energy to forcibly remove part of the blood energy."

He waved his hand and put two pieces of blood in the air.

The color-blood Yuanzhu was sent to the holy girl of the Holy Spirit Sect, and the middle-aged figure's eyes fell on Feng Heyu.

"Three Blood Orbs may have a limited impact on the Demon-Sealing Formation. But after so long, the Demon-Sealing Formation has been declining, and we... may not have no chance of winning!"

Feng Heyu's delicate body trembled slightly, and two thoughtful glances flashed in her eyes, "Your Majesty means..."

The middle-aged figure raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "The energy of heaven and earth is nothing more than the changes of Yin and Yang and the five elements. Now the earth is shrouded in the evil array of darkness, the Yang energy cannot fall, and the Yin energy continues to condense. As long as we find the right time, in the Yin When the energy reaches its limit, when the intersection of yin and yang creates fluctuations, it may not be possible to break the demon-sealing formation in one fell swoop."

"But if this happens, I'm afraid... we have to wait for a while!" Feng Heyu frowned slightly.

The middle-aged figure waved his hand, "It's just a few days. We have been waiting for thousands of years to be sealed in Cangshan Mountain. Do we still care about these few days?"

"What your Majesty said is not unreasonable, but now that the Blood Sea Alchemy Furnace Soul Refining Array has been activated, so many monks have lost their lives in the territory of our Holy Spirit Sect. I'm afraid it won't be long before the monks around the world react, and the Holy Spirit Sect will inevitably become the target of public criticism."

Feng Heyu continued to speak, still frowning slightly.

Before the middle-aged monk could speak, the voice of the Saint of the Holy Spirit came out, "This matter is easy to handle. Don't forget that there are still evil spirits and ghost cultivators in the sinful path."

"Evil spirits and ghost cultivators? What the saint means..." His eyes fell on the saint of the Holy Spirit Sect. Feng Heyu's eyes moved and she vaguely thought of something.

"It's very simple. Just blame everything that happened in the Holy Spirit Sect on the sinful evil spirits and ghost cultivators." The Holy Girl of the Holy Spirit Sect said calmly.

"But... will the monks in the world really believe such a reason?" Feng Heyu was a little doubtful.

"As long as this sect continues to activate the formation and maintain the light for thousands of miles around. Does it really matter whether they believe it or not? Don't forget, how bad the environment in Muyun Province is now, those monks and mortals must still rely on them as long as they want to survive. This is my religion, isn’t it?”

The Holy Spirit Sect Saint said with a smile, her eyes showing confidence.

Trust me, your life will be safe at least for the time being. If you don’t believe it, leaving the Holy Spirit Church’s sphere of influence and stepping into the darkness is death.

Feng Heyu pondered for a while, figured out the key, nodded quickly and said: "Saintess and Holy Ming! In this way, there are thousands of monks and mortals to rely on, and there is no need to worry about the Holy Spirit Church becoming the target of public criticism in a short time. The monks from all over the world joined forces to attack him."

"Having said that, we can't be too optimistic." The Saint of the Holy Spirit changed the subject, her pretty eyebrows slightly furrowed, but her face showed worry.

Feng Heyu looked at the other party in confusion, "Huh? What does the saint mean by this?"

The thoughts in her mind went around a few times, but she couldn't figure out where the saint's sudden worry came from.

The Saint of the Holy Spirit did not show off, and immediately frowned and said, "Don't forget, there is Su Twelve, and the Yunge Sect behind him."

"The Saint is probably too worried. The Yun Ge Sect is constantly fighting with the evil spirits and ghost cultivators, and there is no time to separate. There is only Su Twelve left. Although he is sinister and cunning, after all, he is just one person, what kind of waves can he make? ”

When Su Twelve was mentioned, Feng Heyu's eyes flashed with anger, and her words contained disdain.

Nowadays, the Holy Spirit Sect is very powerful, Ning Yuanqi has returned, coupled with the terrifying cultivation and strength of the light blue middle-aged man in front of him.

She couldn't imagine what kind of power Su Twelve could do to overthrow the Holy Spirit.

Spiritual teaching.

"Su Twelve and the Yunge Sect behind him must not be underestimated."

"This person has secretly sneaked into our sect. What his intentions are, I don't need to say much in this sect. I believe Elder Feng also knows."

"Previously, the ancient evil formation Blood Sea Pill Furnace Soul Refining Formation was activated, which was a near-death situation for the Nascent Soul cultivator. But he did not want to leave, but instead ventured into the core of the formation and tried to steal the flame of hope of the sect. "

The Saint of the Holy Spirit Sect spoke out repeatedly, and in her words, she made no secret of her fear of Su Twelve.

Before she could finish her words, Feng Heyu's voice sounded from the side.

"The fire of hope is just a mist that we release to the outside world. It is not enough at all, and it is even more impossible to break the dark Shura formation arranged by our sect."

The Saint of the Holy Spirit asked back: "The fire of hope is not enough to break the Dark Descendant Shura Formation, but Su Twelve was also present at the spiritual prayer meeting. With his cunning, could it be that... he doesn't know this?"

"This..." Feng Heyu's body trembled and she couldn't help but be speechless.

After a moment's hesitation, he looked at the Saint of the Holy Spirit and asked again, "Knowing that the fire of hope is not the key to breaking the formation, he still took the risk to take away the fire of hope. Then... what exactly is he going to do?"

"Is it possible that Su Twelve, who has only been in our Holy Spirit Cult for a few years, can guess the real way to break the formation? Even if he guesses it, what does it have to do with the Flame of Hope?"

"Although that guy is quite accomplished in formations, the Dark Asura Formation was created by the Demon Lord! Just by him..."

Feng Heyu didn't continue talking, but she obviously didn't believe that Su Twelve could deduce the method to break the formation.

The Saint of the Holy Spirit lowered her head and looked at the thousand-foot peak, which was less than half of the height left. Her deep gaze seemed to penetrate the earth.

Apparently, he had other ideas in mind.