Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Hmph! How powerful my dragon clan is, how can you, a little guy who has only refined a little bit of Xuanwu's blood, understand!"

"If you know what's good for you, it's still not too late to retreat now."

"Otherwise... don't blame me for being rude!"

Yunlong snorted, although he was a dragon, his eyes were full of arrogance.

The dragon claws waved, gathering huge power, but did not directly launch an attack.

After all, since birth, he has been taken care of by the spirit turtle in front of him. Although he is arrogant, he still has some feelings.

"Forget it! I am not your opponent, go by yourself!"

Listening to the voice ringing in his ears, the spirit turtle felt mixed.

This feeling is like the human cultivators, who have practiced for hundreds and thousands of years and finally achieved something, leaving their former companions far behind.

But looking around, he found that the ceiling he almost reached with all his strength was just the starting point for others.

At this moment...his mentality collapsed!

As he spoke, the spirit turtle no longer had the heart to resist.

The demonic energy around him suddenly converged, and his huge body also shrank rapidly.

The dragon clan's dragon power naturally suppressed most demon beasts, and the opponent's cultivation was higher than his own.

There was no need to fight, he also knew that he was no match.

"Hmph! You little turtle, you know the time!"

Yunlong shook his body, groaned, and then looked up at the sky above.

It was not stupid, forcing the turtle back was just the beginning. The entire Tianyu Peak was covered by the formation. If you really want to leave, you have to break through the formation above.

However, the huge figure was about to soar into the sky.

The copper bell-like eyes suddenly shrank, and saw a figure with white clothes and white hair, carrying a sword box, and a fairy-like figure easily passed through the formation and floated over.

Seeing the person coming, Yunlong's huge body shook violently, and the original lofty ambitions collapsed in an instant.

But then, he noticed that the person's blood and qi were weak

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Floating, the breath is erratic.

He... is injured? And his injury is unstable?

In the world of immortal cultivation, although there is a different level of heaven for each realm, fighting across realms is like crossing a natural chasm.

But... I am a dragon!

His eyes rolled, and Yunlong's huge body began to shrink, but his mind became active in an instant.

But just when Yunlong's mind was active, the demon essence in his body was secretly stirring and condensing.

Behind Su Twelve's body, the sword box vibrated, and then a sword light shot up into the sky.

Wangshu Sword Spirit was innocent by nature. Being trapped in the Immortal Tomb for ten thousand years, anyone would be bored and full of infinite curiosity about everything in the outside world.

Following Su Twelve all the way, he didn't dare to leak any breath, and he was almost unable to bear it.

Along the way, he talked to Su Twelve like a chatterbox.

At this moment, as soon as he entered Tianyu Peak, he felt that the formation was not bad, and immediately controlled Wangshu Sword and rushed out impatiently.

"Huh... I've been suffocating all the way!"

"Boy... Is this your cave? The mountain protection array is quite good, including the killing array, the trapping array, the illusion array, the spirit gathering array, and the breath isolation array."

"So many arrays can be so cleverly mixed together. Who did you ask to set them up? It can't be... you yourself, right?"

The Wangshu Sword was hanging beside Su Twelve, and the Wangshu Sword Spirit jumped out of it.

It looked small and playful, sitting sideways on the sword, blinking its rice-like eyes, and curiously looking at everything around it.

It kept talking with its little mouth opening and closing.

Without waiting for Su Twelve to speak, it asked and answered itself.

As it was talking, its eyes

fell on Yunlong in front of it.

"Hmm? This is... the dragon clan? Unfortunately, it is the weakest cloud dragon among the dragon clan."

"Wait... this cloud dragon has an extraordinary power in its body! In this way, its potential is stronger than that of ordinary cloud dragons."

"Little guy, is this the spirit beast you raised?"

The sword spirit tilted its neck, looked at the cloud dragon curiously, and then cast a questioning look at Su Twelve.

In front of other cultivators, she would not show up even if she was curious about the outside world.

But there are only two fourth-level monsters on Tianyu Peak. If it is the spirit beast raised by Su Twelve, there is a way to control it.

If not, no matter whether it is her Wangshu Sword or Su Twelve's cultivation strength, it can be easily killed in a snap of a finger.

After the words fell, Su Twelve nodded gently.

The sword spirit blinked, but a playful smile appeared on his face, and he said teasingly:

"It's really your spirit beast! But... this cloud dragon doesn't seem to be very friendly to you!"

"Maybe it wants to take your life while you are injured?"

The sword spirit's voice was not loud, and the light words made Yunlong feel like a wake-up call.

The body twisted, and instantly became only the size of a person, swimming in the air like a fish in the water, rushing to not far in front of Su Twelve.

The mouth opened, revealing a strange smile of "flattering" and "respectful".

"Xiaolong has seen the master, the master knows clearly, Xiaolong is loyal to the master, and has no second thoughts!"

The dragon's mouth opened and closed, and a slightly crisp and childish voice came out.

While speaking, one of the dragon's eyes narrowed into a slit, quietly scanning Wangshu Jianshang from the side.

Every time he looked, the dragon's heart trembled violently.

The dragon race has talents that ordinary monsters cannot achieve, and their perception of danger is even better.

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Sharp.

The Wangshu Sword only emits a weak breath, but it makes it feel an unprecedented threat of death.

There is no doubt that even if no one activates it, as long as the sword spirit has a thought, this sword is enough to kill it!

Immortal Sword! This flying sword is definitely a legendary Immortal Sword!

What on earth did this guy do to get such a treasure!

Although his cultivation level is strong, this dragon has the blood of the dragon clan, and his cultivation speed is definitely far beyond that of a mere human.

Even if I lose today, at most I can practice hard for a while, and I will eventually be able to defeat him. If I defeat him, this dragon can get rid of the shackles and return to freedom.

But... he now has the Immortal Sword in his hand. Even if this dragon goes one step further and even becomes a sixth-level demon beast, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to be his opponent.

The thought flashed through his mind quickly, and Yunlong felt desperate when he thought about it. His originally proud head drooped, and there was no arrogance at all.

"Oh? What are you going to do?"

Su Twelve raised his eyebrows and looked at Yunlong in front of him with a smile.

When Yunlong and the spirit turtle confronted each other, he had already entered the Tianyu Peak formation. He was not in a hurry to show up, but just wanted to see what these two spirit beasts were doing.

"What?"

"Xiaolong just feels that the spiritual energy of Tianyu Peak is too thin to support Xiaolong's rapid cultivation, so he wants to leave here and find another place with rich spiritual energy to practice in seclusion."

"Xiaolong's strength has improved, and he can also relieve more worries for the master. As for the intention of doing something bad, Xiaolong has no such intention."

Yunlong's body trembled, and he spoke quickly.

It has long experienced the power of Su Twelve, and the fear of being on the verge of death before is still fresh in its memory.

It can still be arrogant in front of the spirit turtle.

But in front of Su Twelve, it dare not be presumptuous.