Aiming for the Immortal Path

Baili Lingquan could see it, and so could Han Yu.

Feeling the little true energy left in his body, Han Yu didn't say much.

When the gong body was activated again, there was only a small amount of true energy left in the body, and all of it was activated in an instant.

Before the sword technique was completed, under the influence of the swallowing power, the remaining true energy immediately escaped from his control and went straight to the quicksand below.

In response, Han Yu frowned slightly, but was as calm as before.

The sword art in his hand continued to activate, and the strong and overbearing sword intent spread. Just like before, the out-of-control true energy was once again pulled by the sword art before being swallowed up by the swallowing power of the quicksand, and was absorbed into his own flying sword.

In an instant, the Baizhang sword light reappeared, its power was even greater than before.

"Haha, you ignorant young man, you can perform such powerful moves one after another in this quicksand. Your swordsmanship really surprises me!"

"But in the face of the absolute gap, you dare to use the same move twice in front of the old man. It seems that you know nothing about the real power!"

Taoist Xueyun sneered again and again, not hiding the amusement in his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hands and raised his posture, and the demonic energy in his body started to move again.

The palm of his hand flew, causing the flag in the air to waver. The skull hanging in the air also started to move.

The evil energy surged like a wave, rolling up the yellow sand on the ground and turning into long dragons, heading straight towards the sword light of a hundred feet.

But just as the yellow sand swept across, it was about to swallow up the sword light of a hundred feet.

The sword light suddenly shook and exploded in the air, turning into thousands of tiny sword lights.

The sword light circled and danced, and in the blink of an eye turned into a hundred-foot-long eagle composed of sword light.

The eagle spread its wings and soared upwards, throwing away the yellow sand in the sky that was filled with evil spirits.

The huge wings filled the cave, and in an instant, thousands of sword energy fell like rain, heading straight for the Xueyun Taoist's body.

This series of changes happened so suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the majestic sword energy rushed to Taoist Xueyun's heels.

The sword energy was full of fierce murderous intent. Before the sword energy arrived, the invisible sword energy had already left sword marks on Taoist Xueyue's robes.

The latter's clothes were dancing wildly, and his defensive brilliance was flowing crazily, but under this sword intent, he was obviously weak.

Such a powerful move, if it were an ordinary monk, he would definitely use his strength to resist it with all his strength.

But once the power body is activated, it is bound to be targeted by the devouring power of the quicksand. By that time, the energy in the body will be severely depleted, and even if the real distraction period exists, you will definitely be in trouble.

"Okay, okay, I underestimated you!"

"But just for this, I want the old man to activate his body. Little guy, you... are still too young!"

Facing the oncoming attack, Taoist Xueyun remained calm and raised his hand to point again.

The command flag suspended in mid-air rose in the wind. As the flag fluttered, an inexplicable suction force emitted from the command flag. The sword energy coming from the sky was swallowed up by the command flag before it landed on the body.

The sword energy in the sky had not yet been exhausted, and Ling Qi, urged by Taoist Xueyun, released another force.

The strange force blessed the huge skull in front. The next moment, the sky filled with yellow sand, urged by the skull, quickly changed direction and headed straight for Han Yu and the four of them.

"It's just a matter of removing the fuel from the cauldron, but you are not the only ones who can do it!"

As Taoist Xueyun sneered, the yellow sand in the sky was like a dark cloud, covering the sky above the four people.

"Oops...Oops!"

Fu Yan stood next to Han Yu, murmuring in a low voice, frightened to the point of confusion by this scene.

"Junior sister Fu Yan, what are you doing standing still? Move quickly and block the yellow sand! The opponent will not be able to hold on for long if he only uses magic weapons to meet the sword attacks!"

Han Yu's eyes were burning and he immediately shouted.

As he spoke, he continued to use the sword skills in his hand, continuing to maintain the sword skills he was in.

The two sides were fighting, and he had used all his powerful moves. The other party wanted to completely neutralize his sword energy offensive by relying solely on the power of the magic weapon itself. This was simply impossible.

If this were not the case, there would be no need to stir up evil spirits and bring the yellow sand all over the sky.

As long as the companions around him can resist one or two moves, the opponent will inevitably activate his skills to a greater extent. .??.

Only then will it be possible to be entangled by the strange devouring power of this quicksand.

Only with a few of us can we have a chance to breathe and a glimmer of hope.

Han Yu saw clearly.

Hearing this, Fu Yan also quickly mobilized her true energy, trying to resist the incoming yellow sand.

But when the real energy moved, Mr. Devouring Power below reacted.

A strong suction force came upon him, and the true energy in his body rioted. In an instant, Fu Yan felt a chill on his back, as if the shadow of death was shrouding him.

No... no, if this continues, even if the other party is forced to activate his kung fu, I will still be devoured by the force and drain all my energy.

Senior Brother Han has extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship and is able to forcibly break the influence of this devouring power with his sword intent.

But I... If I continue like this, I will definitely die! It took a lot of effort to reach the current state of cultivation, we can't fall short just like this!

Thoughts flashed through her mind, and Fu Yan immediately felt fear in her heart.

The next moment, the real energy that was about to be activated quickly calmed down.

Before Huangsha's offensive came down, he turned around and ran away.

The powerful force of the physical body exploded to the extreme at this moment. Even if the power body was not activated, the running speed was almost as fast as lightning.

"Junior Sister Fu Yan, you..."

Fu Yan's sudden move made Han Yu stagger and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Now that Fu Yan is gone, Baili Lingquan is working hard to maintain Senior Sister Xiao Yue

vitality, huge pressure suddenly fell on him.

But before he could finish his words, there was another whimper in his ear.

Baili Lingquan, who was activating his martial arts body to keep Xiao Yue alive, swayed when he saw this, abandoned Xiao Yue and chose to run away.

In fact, he was already ready to run away before Fu Yan made any move.

I just didn't expect that my fellow junior sister would choose to escape from the battlefield without even making a move.

When it came to him, it was a step slower.

However, Baili Lingquan was also prepared. At the moment of action, he decisively gave up nearly half of his true energy to calm the energy running in his body.

In the blink of an eye, the fast-running figure caught up with Fu Yan in front of him and followed closely behind.

In a life-or-death situation, any kind of friendship will naturally have to stand aside.

After hundreds or even nearly a thousand years of hard training, they have reached the current state of cultivation. When faced with the crisis of death, how many people can deal with it calmly.

Without the support of Baili Lingquan's luck, Xiao Yue, who was already seriously injured, went limp and collapsed on the yellow sand.

The little remaining vitality disappeared quickly, and his whole body was slowly pulled into the quicksand by the invisible force of the quicksand.

"Baili Lingquan, you...you guys?!!!"

Seeing this scene, Han Yu's eyes widened with anger, and an unknown anger surged rapidly in his chest.

But compared to being angry, Xiao Yue's situation made him more concerned and worried.

The sword technique in his hand stopped abruptly, and he did not bother to compete with Taoist Xueyun. The Ying Yuan in his dantian urged him again and immediately rushed to Xiao Yue's location.

But he was not moving at all, and as soon as he came to Xiao Yue's side, before he could save Xiao Yue, half of his body fell into the quicksand.

The sky is filled with yellow sand, enveloped by the torrent of evil energy.

In an instant, the two figures were engulfed in evil energy.