Aiming for the Immortal Path

Then, the immortal essence in the palm urged again, and then continued to activate the Jiuxiao Linglong Tower, spraying out a force containing space suction, and cautiously headed straight towards the source of the divine thunder.

The jade box that originally contained the source of thunder had just broken into pieces.

However, Su Twelve has the Nine-Sky Exquisite Tower, which contains a small space world.

Whether or not there is a jade box does not make much difference to him.

The only thing that needs to be worried about is whether the source of the divine thunder that has suddenly increased in power can still be collected by himself.

Fortunately, Su Twelve's worries were obviously a little too much.

The space power descended, and there was no resistance at all above the divine thunder source, so it was easily absorbed into the small space world of the pagoda. ??

After doing this, Su Twelve took a deep breath, and his heavy heart relaxed a little at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned to Wangshu Jian in the distance, hanging hundreds of miles away.

With this life-saving trump card, it is time to continue to Chenxing, pass Xuannv Tower, and then go to the Quicksand Land.

However, Wang Shujian didn't wait for Su Twelve to greet him.

A faint cry for help reached his ears at this moment.

"help me!"

Um? Is there anyone else in this land of 100,000 mines?

Listening to this voice, the person speaking seems to be...a girl?

Su Twelve's pupils suddenly shrank, and his tyrannical consciousness immediately emerged from the center of his eyebrows and swept away following the sound.

His consciousness swept over the moment, and his eyes immediately fell on the ground dozens of miles away.

In sight, a charred body was lying on the ground.

This corpse was none other than the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace in the hands of Shao Ai, the owner of the Xuannv Building who had previously been killed by the demon queen.

The clones cultivated during the distraction period are no different from living people.

After the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace died, no one paid attention to it. Su Twelve overcame the catastrophe and caused another catastrophe.

Although there is a source of divine thunder, it can absorb

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He had absorbed most of his strength, but still had some energy left to fall on the ground around him.

Under the bombardment of the tribulation thunder, the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, which was already lifeless, became like this after being destroyed again.

And it was not the charred corpses on the ground that screamed for help.

Instead, under the corpse, there was a bronze mirror magic weapon with a simple shape but full of cracks.

"This bronze mirror... is the unique magic weapon of the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, the Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror?"

"With so many cracks, it seems that this magic weapon has been damaged. It won't be long before the spiritual power is completely gone."

"Shao Ai, the master of the Xuannv Building, is truly worthy of being the master of the first floor. He is even more famous among the monks in the distraction phase of the Holy Land of Cultivation of Immortals."

"With a snap of a finger, not only the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace was killed, but also the magic weapon used by the other party was destroyed. In terms of cultivation strength, I'm afraid it's not at all inferior to Senior Xiao Wukian."

With just one glance, Su Twelve recognized the origin of the bronze mirror.

But the person who called out for help could not be found.

In doubt, Su Twelve suddenly had a flash of inspiration as he looked at the dilapidated bronze mirror in front of him.

"By the way, if I remember correctly, although this Jiuyang Divine Fire Mirror is only a magical treasure, there is a weapon spirit in it."

"So, the person who just asked for help must be the spirit of the weapon."

"If the Jiuyang Divine Fire Mirror is destroyed, the weapon spirit in it can only end up dissipating in the world. The weapon spirit has a spirit and does not want to die."

"As for my Jiuxiao Exquisite Pagoda, although it was successfully refined, the time is still short and the weapon spirit has not been produced yet."

"If this weapon spirit can be subdued and refined into the Jiuxiao Linglong Pagoda, the power of the spirit treasure will be even stronger. In this way, the quicksand land

During the trip, we can get some more protection measures. "

After reacting, Su Twelve lowered his head and looked at the Nine Heavens Exquisite Tower in his hand, and his mind immediately became active.

Regardless of whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual treasure, there is a huge gap between those with weapon spirits and those without.

Thinking of this, Su Twelve decisively raised his hand and waved, and Pei Ran's immortal energy poured out from the air.

However, the immortal essence was soaring in the air, but it did not go to get the treasure mirror on the ground.

Instead, it landed on the body of the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace on the ground, sending his body flying into the air.

Before the body hit the ground, it turned into flames and set the body on fire.

The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace had no life left at all, and was even under the thunder of his own Tribulation Transcendence, being bombarded by the Tribulation Thunder.

If he really pretended to be dead, the previous Heavenly Tribulation Thunder would have reacted. ??

From this point of view, there is no doubt that the other party is dead.

However, Su Twelve always acted cautiously. Even if he knew that the other party was dead, he would not dare to relax his vigilance.

"You kid, you are acting too cautiously, aren't you? It's just a dead body, why should you be so careful?"

He saw Su Twelve's actions and looked at the corpses that turned into ashes in the firelight.

Wangshu Jian came flying from a hundred miles away, and the sword spirit reappeared, tilting his head and sticking out the tip of his tongue at Su Twelve.

"People's hearts are unpredictable! The distraction period exists, and it's even more difficult to predict what the means can do. Even if you die, there is no guarantee that there won't be some strange back-up plan. Be careful, it's always right."

Su Twelve looked indifferent. While keeping his distance, he also remained alert.

Immortal energy swelled all over his body, and silently condensed into invisible defensive energy in front of him.

"Tch! You are making a fuss out of a molehill. If you want me to tell you...you are the most treacherous and cunning boy!"

Wangshu Jianling rolled his eyes and curled his lips.

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, muttering to the side.

She was naturally aware of the complexity of the world of cultivating immortals, but in her opinion, Su Twelve's reaction was a bit too cautious.

And this behavior is enough to show that the person in front of him is more cunning than others.

Just as Wangshu Sword Spirit was muttering, the clone of the Son of Heavenly Dao Palace completely turned into ashes in the flames in the air.

Wangshu Sword Spirit was about to continue speaking.

Just at this moment, a wisp of black mist suddenly emerged from the flames.

In the blink of an eye, the black gas condensed into a sharp arrow, which rushed out from it at a lightning speed and headed straight for Su Twelve in the distance.

However, Su Twelve had kept a considerable distance from the black gas and had been carefully guarding against it.

Without waiting for the black arrow to fall, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, soaring straight up.

The speed was so fast that the afterimage on the spot had not had time to dissipate.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, the black arrow passed through Su Twelve's afterimage and hit a mountain in the distance.

The huge force directly razed a thousand-foot mountain to the ground.

The destructive power is as strong as the full-strength attack of the clone of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao Palace.

In the rolling dust, the black arrow ran out of power and turned into black gas again, disappearing between heaven and earth.

Looking at the dissipating black fog, Su Twelve was in the air, secretly saying that it was a close call, but he still did not dare to relax at all.

Even if he survived the heavenly tribulation and became a true one-tribulation scattered immortal.

But in terms of cultivation strength, there is still a world of difference compared to the existence of the Spirit Severing Stage, even the weakest Spirit Severing Stage.

After a full hour, the dust in the distance fell to the ground, and there was no abnormality in the field.

Su Twelve then carefully drew an arc in the air and landed on another mountain in the distance again.