Aiming for the Immortal Path

But before she could finish speaking, Mu Yingluo's weak voice came out again.

"Don't worry, Mr. He. Although my physical Nascent Soul is destroyed, fortunately, there is only one final step left in the cultivation of the second Nascent Soul. Now, with the help of this treasure from fellow Taoist Su, the treasured spiritual consciousness will not be lost."

"It is a blessing in disguise that I have absorbed part of the essence. But for a long time to come, I will still need to rely on the power of fellow Taoist Su. As long as the spiritual consciousness is restored, the second Nascent Soul can be condensed."

"At that time, I will use the body of Nascent Soul to follow the path of the Sanxian. Please help He Laoyi to bring this news back, so as not to worry my father."

The worry on Mr. He's face did not diminish, but he nodded slightly and said: "Don't worry, Miss, I know what to do."

Seeing this, Mu Yingluo's weak spirit nodded slightly and disappeared into the cracked sandalwood beads again, disappearing without a trace.

And Mr. He's eyes fell on Su Twelve Nascent Soul, "Little friend Su, I have offended you many times before, and I hope you can forgive me. From now on, my young lady will be entrusted to you for the time being."

The way to become a loose immortal...?

How is it different from the way of cultivating immortals?

Listening to the information revealed in Mu Yingluo's words, Su Twelve's thoughts moved slightly. He had never heard of this way of loose immortality, but he knew that it was definitely good when it came to immortality.

But at the current situation, I just thought about it secretly and didn't ask any questions out loud.

It wasn't until He Lao's voice came that he came back to his senses.

"Senior, don't worry, with Su here, nothing will happen to Miss Mu!"

Su Twelve cupped his hands and clasped his fists, vowed, and agreed to Mr. He's request.

Regardless of the reason why Mu Yingluo was able to keep a ray of spiritual consciousness alive, it was not a problem to help the other party recover without affecting her own cultivation.

First, it can be used to make the Donghai Mu family owe a favor.

Secondly, he still had many doubts in his mind, waiting for Mu Yingluo to help answer them.

With his thoughts turning secretly, Su Twelve changed the subject and continued speaking. \u003c

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"However, our sect is currently facing the siege of the two major forces of the Holy Spirit Cult and the Sinful Dao. We are in danger. I hope our seniors can lend a helping hand."

"Don't worry! I know what to do. If you dare to scheme against the Donghai Mu family, you will have to bear the consequences."

Old He's face turned gloomy, and he turned his head and looked at Feng Heyu and others again.

The moment Mu Yingluo's spirit body emerged, the expressions on the group's faces turned extremely ugly.

Especially the leader, Feng Heyu, was trembling wildly. She couldn't believe that Mu Yingluo, who was thought to be dead, actually had a ray of spiritual consciousness preserved.

And this... also means that the Holy Spirit Religion's plan has completely failed, and it is even possible that it will shoot itself in the foot.

After all, even if He Lao attacks indiscriminately and everyone joins forces, they can still last longer than Su Twelve's Nascent Soul and have a better chance of escaping.

But being targeted by a half-step out-of-body being, the situation is completely different.

However, the group did not have to ponder for too long.

He Lao finished his words, and the light of the sword hovering in the air moved instantly. This time, the targets were the eleven Nascent Souls from both the Holy Spirit Sect and the Sinful Way.

Under the light of the sword, everyone with extremely ugly expressions was forced to join forces and frantically urged their true energy to resist.

But the sword light filled the sky, but it swept across like a tide, and each wave became stronger than the other.

Everyone joined forces, and although they could barely resist, there was no formation to help, and they all relied on their own skills to support it. The real energy, demonic energy, and ghost energy in the body are being consumed crazily at an alarming rate.

However, in the blink of an eye, the group's faces turned pale, their auras plummeted, and they were already at the end of their strength.

He Lao's face did not change, he sensed an opportunity.

, murderous intent sprang up in his eyes, and the scimitar hovering in mid-air in front of him began to tremble violently.

But before his forceful move could be formed, another terrifying explosion came from outside the mountain gate in the distance.

The majestic archway building standing at the foot of the mountain and the outermost peak were directly torn apart by the explosion.

Amidst the splashing of sand and rocks all over the sky, there were three huge auras in the distance, one of which obviously dropped a lot.

"No, it's the sect leader. He's one against two, and he can't hold on any longer!"

Shen Luoyan was the first to react and exclaimed, his eyes quickly falling on Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul.

Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes immediately fell on He Lao, who was about to make a move.

"Senior!" ??

"Don't worry, I know what to do!"

Mr. He also knew the seriousness of the matter and did not care to target Feng Heyu and others.

With a wave of his hand and a flick of his sleeves, his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot out quickly. He reached the gate of Yunge Sect with a snap of his fingers.

He Lao's figure disappeared from sight, and Feng Heyu and his party felt the pressure suddenly reduce. Each one's aura was much weaker, but after a quick exchange of glances, they were no longer in a hurry to leave.

"Fellow Taoists, the Donghaimu family has been held back, and only Su Twelve Nascent Soul is left in front of us with the strength to fight. If we seize the time to capture him, and then destroy his body, our trip plan will not be considered a failure."

"Otherwise, if it turns out to be nothing, no one will be able to explain it afterwards!"

Feng Heyu was the first to speak, with a calm expression on her face. When she looked at Su Twelve Nascent Soul, the anger in her eyes surged at an alarming speed.

As his voice sounded, the eyes of the surrounding companions also focused on Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul.

No one said anything, but the cold light in their eyes was enough to explain their respective attitudes.

It is naturally clear that this is

Best chance.

"Junior Brother Su, be careful!"

Shen Luoyan's face was solemn, and with a sway, he came to the side of Su Twelve Nascent Soul and stood ready.

Su Ye and Zhu Hanwei in the rear were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.

Thinking of having to face so many Yuan Ying monks on her own and Su Twelve alone, her face showed no expression, but her heart was filled with sadness.

"Senior Sister Shen, their internal skills have just been consumed a lot. We don't have to fight with them head-on. As long as we delay the time, until the refining of the natal magic weapon is completed, they will die."

Su Twelve whispered, feeling relatively calm.

The power in the sandalwood beads was completely exhausted, greatly reducing the strength that his Nascent Soul could exert. But the group of people in front of me are not in their prime.

Delaying time does not mean there is no chance.

Shen Luoyan nodded slightly and deeply agreed with Su Twelve's proposal.

"Do you want to delay time? Let's see which side can't hold on first."

Feng Heyu sneered.

As he said that, the demonic energy in his body increased again, and he stared at Su Twelve fiercely, taking the lead and taking action against Su Twelve first.

But at this moment.

"Ah... Du Ziwen, you... you..."

Among the Holy Spirit Cult monks, Nascent Soul monk named Feng Yuanxiu let out a shrill scream.

In the abdomen of his body, a flying sword pierced through his body, shattered the small universe of his Dantian, and destroyed the Nascent Soul within it.

Turning his head and looking at his companions in disbelief, Feng Yuanxiu was filled with horror.

But before he finished speaking, the vitality in his body was already cut off. As the flying sword was withdrawn, only the body fell to the ground. The storage bag and other treasures on his body were taken by the monk named Du Ziwen.