Aiming for the Immortal Path

Inside the sword box, the aura of Wangshu Sword was completely suppressed, but the flying sword was shaking slightly.

The sword spirit inside, with a smile on its face, was ready to move.

She was not optimistic about Su Twelve, but as long as she took action, the person in front of her would definitely owe her a favor.

Afterwards, she could also get a glimpse of the origin of the magical treasure furnace.

As the spirit of the immortal flying sword, following Su Twelve was just to facilitate the search for the reincarnation of the master in the future.

She had self-awareness and naturally had her own calculations.

Su Twelve could guess the thoughts of Wangshu Sword Spirit to some extent.

However, Su Twelve was not moved by this proposal. .??.

Apart from the calculations of Wangshu Sword Spirit, a half-immortal weapon of the quicksand land had already turned the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land upside down.

If the aura of the immortal weapon was leaked again, the consequences would be something he could not bear at all.

"Is he definitely not an opponent?"

Su Twelve hummed softly and raised his hand decisively.

The sand man puppet that was taken into the bag appeared immediately.

A yellow light flashed between his eyebrows, and part of Su Twelve's consciousness entered the puppet's body, decisively activating the puppet in front of him.

The puppet's empty eye sockets glowed faintly, accompanied by the investment of nearly a hundred spirit crystals.

The next moment, a strong aura turned and climbed to the peak.

The palm condensed by sand grains clenched gently, and the strong aura spread outward like a storm.

Countless strong sword energies that rushed towards Su Twelve were torn apart by this strong aura before they even landed on the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower.

"Huh? This is... a puppet comparable to a cultivator in the half-step distraction period?!"

The female cultivator's face suddenly changed when her eyes fell on the puppet, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

At this moment... I was shocked inexplicably.

From the information I collected, the person in front of me... was just a one-calamity scattered immortal.

As for his origin, he was either a scattered cultivator or the insignificant ancient immortal sect.

No matter what his origin was, in the world of immortal cultivation, that

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They are all the lowest of the lowest.

But the other party showed his skills one after another, and one precious treasure after another.

The female cultivator was shocked, and she couldn't help but have strange thoughts.

Between herself and the other party... who is the disciple of the big sect?

Born in Xuanyuan Sword Sect, although she specializes in sword cultivation. But she has been a sword maid for the peak master Baili Chen for many years, and the resources she has obtained are comparable to the first-class talents cultivated by the sect.

The magic weapon-level treasures on her body are not just the sword pill flying sword in front of her.

In the holy land of immortal cultivation, among the cultivators of the same realm, it can be regarded as a family with considerable wealth.

But at this moment, compared with the person in front of her, it is obviously a bit inferior.

Kill him, everything belongs to me!

Quickly suppressing the distracting thoughts in her heart, the murderous intent in the eyes of the female cultivator became stronger.

Looking ahead, the puppet stepped forward to kill her, and wherever it went, the sword energy along the way was all dissipated.

But there was no panic on her face.

"I can't believe that fellow Daoist has such a treasure! A puppet comparable to the half-step distraction stage. If it were outside the formation, I really wouldn't be sure of winning!"

"It's a pity that now in this formation world, this... is my home court!"

There was a burning look in his eyes.

The female cultivator changed the spells in her hands again, and a deep voice sang in her mouth.

"Tiangang Qingmu Sword Formation·Liangyi Open Formation·Quick!"

With a light shout, without waiting for the puppet to rush to her, the female cultivator formed a sword finger spell with her hands and pointed forward suddenly.

The two three-foot green peaks on the side of her body immediately changed.

The green peaks emitted green light, one deep and one shallow, like the interweaving of yin and yang.

The sand man puppet was not afraid of life and death. Under Su Twelve's control, ten high-grade spirit crystals in his body

suddenly exploded and turned into powder.

Ten high-grade spirit crystals, converted into low-grade spirit crystals, are a full 100,000.

In the holy land of immortal cultivation, if a cultivator from a casual cultivator or a small sect has no special opportunity.

The total wealth that can be created and consumed in his entire life is only one million low-grade spirit crystals.

Now, 100,000 low-grade spirit crystals are spent in an instant! It is equivalent to one-tenth of the wealth of an ordinary out-of-body cultivator, which is a terrifying number no matter how you look at it.

Even if Su Twelve has a little wealth, he would not dare to waste it in normal times. .??.

But now, he can't care about so much.

And the power brought by the consumption of so many spirit crystals in an instant is also enormous.

The majestic spiritual energy inside is transformed into spiritual power and quickly gathered on the puppet fist.

With one punch, it is bound to break all obstacles in front of it and get rid of the cage in front of it.

"Bang!"

The offensives of the two sides clashed, and the violent energy was agitated. The two three-foot green peaks shook violently, and even the large formation below was shaking.

But as the two yin and yang flowed between the two green peaks, this agitation returned to calm in an instant.

Although the Sanchi Qingfeng is a spiritual treasure-level flying sword, it is not owned by the female cultivator. Without sacrifice and refinement, its power is still discounted.

If it weren't for the two flying swords, they would intersect to form two yin and yang, which would have the magical effect of borrowing force and transforming force.

The puppet's punch was enough to break the flying sword and break the formation under his feet.

"What an amazing power! Is this... the strength of a half-step distraction period?"

"No, even if there is a formation to help, you can't go head-to-head with the puppet."

"Deal with this guy first. If he dies, this puppet will be unattended, so it's naturally nothing to be afraid of."

The formation was not broken, but the female cultivator was shocked by the puppet's move.

Her eyes passed over the puppet and looked at the figure hiding under the pagoda behind her, who was taking the time to restore her own Yuan Gong. \u003c

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Knowing in his heart that whether or not he could defeat the puppet was not the key, the most important thing was to kill the guy who controlled the puppet.

"Tian Gang Qingmu Sword Formation·Liang Yi Feng Mo·Zhen!"

The female cultivator changed the spell in her hand again and shouted loudly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the two three-foot green peaks changed again.

The sword light flashed and turned into two streams of light, surrounding the sand man puppet and circling quickly.

One bright and one dark, the two sword lights were like Tai Chi Liang Yi.

Under the feet of the puppet, the Tai Chi Liang Yi formation pattern also appeared, which generated soft power and wrapped around the sand man puppet like a silk thread.

Su Twelve's eyes flashed, and under the control of consciousness, the sand man puppet immediately grew in size.

But before the sand man puppet could break free from the restraints, countless sword qi whistled in.

The sword lights intertwined, like a sword qi mountain a hundred feet high, combined with the soft power of Tai Chi Liang Yi.

The combination of hardness and softness suppressed the sand man puppet.

No matter how the Sandman puppet changes its shape, it is difficult to break free from this mountain of sword energy.

"Daoyou, without the help of this puppet, I want to see how you can still block the attack and survive!"

The burning eyes fell on Su Twelve.

The female cultivator continued to pinch the sword formula with the sword finger in her hand, and her speed did not slow down at all.

"Qingmu Sword·Autumn Wind Sweeping Fallen Leaves!"

Another light shout, the flying sword transformed by the sword ball in front of the female cultivator broke through the air.

The emerald flying sword disappeared before it landed on Su Twelve.

In the formation, the sword energy in the sky turned into yellow fallen leaves, which seemed to sway in the wind.

At first glance, it gave people a sense of loneliness and decline.

But those fallen leaves contained supreme sword intent, and with the blessing of the power of the sword formation, they were extremely dangerous.

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose in the formation, rolling up the fallen leaves and heading straight for Su Twelve.