Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Will it really fail..."

Ignoring the scars that appeared on his body, Su Twelve tried his best to stabilize the sword skills of Zhitian.

However, his eyes passed through the sword energy of dead leaves in the sky and fell on the sand man puppet suppressed by the sword energy like a mountain.

Is it really invulnerable to use a Lingbao-level flying sword as the formation's eye?

In this world, if there are laws, they will be broken. How can there be an impeccable law?

"Mountain Moving Technique!"

"Break it!" ??

With a sudden loud shout, Su Twelve's eyes were bloodshot, one hand urged the sword technique, and the other hand quickly used what he had learned in the past, a so-called real spell.

The Mountain Moving Technique has the power to move mountains!

The use of such spells, unlike sword moves, is not affected by the skills Su Twelve has practiced. It can be used by anyone regardless of his body or the body of a loose immortal.

The only thing that can affect the power of this move is the level of cultivation of the body being used.

The majestic sword energy suppressing the Sandman puppet before his eyes was like a mountain.

Of course, the five elements of sword energy itself belong to gold, and they are transformed by magic essence. It is hard to say whether it will be affected.

But those two Qingfeng were the real thing.

The suppressed sand puppets are even more earth-like in their five elements. When the puppets gather together, they take on the shape of a human; when scattered, they turn into a pile of sand.

Under the influence of spiritual power, the maximum size can reach one hundred feet. Scattered into sand, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hill.

Su Twelve cast a spell on his hand, and at the same time, the sand man puppet caught in the formation exploded in size and scattered into sand.

However, just like the previous situation, the puppet's shape changed, but it was restrained by the strength of hardness and softness. It was mixed with the surrounding sword energy and even the two Qingfeng, and it was impossible to break free.

"Huh? At this time, do you still want to be distracted and push the puppet?"

"With the blessing of the entire formation, do you really think that this puppet like you has a chance to escape?"

Sensing the puppet's strange movement, the female cultivator quickly glanced at it from the corner of her eye, but didn't take it to heart.

When my mind moves again, a huge gathering of dead leaves in the sky

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The sword was charged to the extreme, and it flew towards Su Twelve and slashed down.

At the same time, Su Twelve completed the casting of the Mountain Moving Technique.

Immortal energy condensed into a series of mysterious seals, which appeared around the trapped sand puppet in an instant.

One after another, the seals exude mysterious and mysterious power, echoing each other from afar.

In an instant, Su Twelve felt something in his heart, and felt that the entire Sand Man Puppet, and even the sword energy and Qingfeng that suppressed the Sand Man Puppet like a mountain, were under control.

This... is a wonderful feeling.

It's as if all of this has become a whole, a 100-foot mountain peak that is not too tall.

As a result, the two flying swords and sword energy originally used to suppress the puppet were suppressed by the puppet.

Before the dead leaves fell, Su Twelve raised his hand and waved lightly.

The next moment, the Baizhang Mountain swayed slightly, and then, driven by the power of magic, it rose up from the ground.

‘In the mountain’, the direction of the two three-foot green swords changed, and the sword formation with these two flying swords as the eyes also changed suddenly.

In the formation seal below, Pei Ran's spiritual power was flowing wildly, and the entire formation was shaking, and it might break down at any time.

"What? How is this possible?"

In the flash of lightning, the female cultivator's eyes widened again, unable to conceal her shock.

He couldn't believe that the sword formation formed by the peak master's two Lingbao-level flying swords would be defeated by the person in front of him.

Suddenly many thoughts flashed through my mind.

This sword move of his own will most likely kill the person in front of him.

But there is always a possibility of eventuality, and it cannot be ruled out that the other party has other ways to save his life.

Looking at this trend, the formation changes. If no intervention is done, the formation will break down only in an instant.

In case the other party is seriously injured, with this puppet

Without the blessing of the formation, he might become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

It only took a moment for the female cultivator to react.

Changing his mind decisively, he used the sword technique Leng Cui in his hand, and the other hand was busy changing the formation techniques, activating the large formation under him, forming a huge gravitational force, trying to pull the two three-foot green peaks back.

The giant sword of dead leaves pierced the sky with a mighty force as powerful as a broken bamboo.

The aura of the formation went wild, but it also echoed with the two Qingfeng, causing the two flying swords to tremble violently, and they were about to rush out from the Baizhang 'peak' at any time.

Everything... is developing in the direction that the female cultivator thinks is good. ??

If you resist stubbornly, you will still die in the end!

The female cultivator secretly thought, a thought flashed across her mind, and her eyes fell on Su Twelve, but she did not see the expected panic in the face of death.

On the contrary, the slightly raised corners of her mouth made her heart skip a beat.

This guy's performance is too calm, right?

At this time, you can still laugh?

Did he think he still had a chance?

A series of doubtful thoughts emerged, and the female cultivator frowned slightly.

next moment.

But when Su Twelve raised his hand and waved again, the Jiuxiao Linglong Tower, which had been pushed back into the distance, suddenly faced the wind and rose again.

This time, the pagoda did not play a defensive role.

The pagoda soared into the sky, and the moment it was activated, it hit the 100-foot 'mountain peak' controlled by the Mountain Moving Technique.

In the 'peak', before two three-foot green peaks could break free, a space suction force emanated from the pagoda, instantly covering the entire 'peak'.

With the cooperation of Su Twelve's Mountain Moving Technique, without any lag, the entire mountain peak was directly included in the small space world of Jiuxiao Linglong Pagoda.

"Kaka..."

The moment the formation eye disappeared, the sword formation formed by the female cultivator with two three-foot-long green peaks was like a fragile mirror, shattered in an instant.

Dao Dao Formation

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The seal disappears.

The Tiangang Green Wood Sword Formation is broken!

"This... sword formation was actually broken? The peak master's two Tiangang Qingmu swords also disappeared!"

"This spiritual treasure actually has its own small space world?"

The unexpected change made the female cultivator open her mouth in surprise.

The original arrogance disappeared, and instead a trace of panic arose.

The Tiangang Qingmu sword is not an ordinary spiritual treasure-level flying sword. There are seven of these swords, which are one of the five great magic weapons of Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Seven flying swords, two or more, can open the Tiangang Qingmu sword formation.

The seven swords are combined into one, and the power of the flying swords is comparable to the legendary ancient spiritual treasures.

As the peak master's sword maid, she acted on behalf of Baili Chen and was only responsible for keeping two of the flying swords.

If Baili Chen knew that she had lost these two flying swords, she would disappear even if she was killed. I'm afraid she would never be reborn in this life.

Thinking of the peak master's cruel methods, the female cultivator felt palpitations inexplicably.

Then, her eyes fell on Su Twelve.

The formation was broken, and the sword moves he urged were also affected to some extent, but the giant sword of withered leaves did not dissipate.

It was only a snap of a finger before it fell on Su Twelve.

The momentum was still huge, and it was determined to cut through all obstacles in front of it.

The figure under the sword looked exhausted and weak.

Kill this guy, the spiritual treasure-level pagoda will naturally belong to me, and the peak master's Qingfeng flying sword will naturally not be lost.

The thought flashed through her mind, and the female cultivator gritted her teeth.

"Die!"

With a roar, all the true energy in her body poured out and blessed the sword moves.

But just when the giant sword was about to kill Su Twelve.

"Buzz!"

The world hummed, as if there was an inexplicable mysterious power, which moved the female cultivator's heartstrings.