Aiming for the Immortal Path

The body was running faster and faster, and the fat monk continued to test: "What a way to die, it seems that you are very confident in yourself?!"

"If I am not mistaken, you are seriously injured. Why would you sacrifice your life for a little friendship?"

Su Twelve's smile did not diminish at all, "It may not be me who will die, a few minor injuries, killing you... is enough!"

At the end of his words, Su Twelve's breath was weak, but two rays of light burst out of his eyes.

"Okay, okay! Since you are so confident, I want to see what you can do!"

The fat monk's eyes were cold and his face was a little angry.

No matter whether the person in front of him was bluffing or not, he was really angry when he said this.

As soon as the words fell, the soul flag in his hand shone brightly.

The fat monk took the lead in attacking, intending to seize the initiative.

The vengeful ghosts and evil spirits that surrounded him waved the soul flag in his hand, making sharp and piercing cries and heading straight for Su Twelve.

The vengeful ghosts and evil spirits had different levels of cultivation, but with the blessing of the soul flag, before they could launch an attack, the cold ghost energy released from their bodies formed a rolling black fog, which engulfed Su Twelve's body first.

The temperature in the surrounding area dropped sharply, and the ghost energy also quietly penetrated into Su Twelve's body, affecting Su Twelve's own will and the operation of the immortal essence in his body.

Su Twelve was determined and was not affected at all. However, his injuries had not healed, and he was disturbed by the ghost energy, so his body operation immediately became sluggish.

The ghost energy was diffused, shrouding Su Twelve's body in the dark mist.

Thousands of evil ghosts, each of them activated the spells belonging to spiritual objects, bringing up a group of strong energy fluctuations.

Almost at the same time as the thousands of evil ghosts acted, the fat monk's other hand behind his back suddenly swung out.

The evil essence condensed in his hand instantly sank into a black long nail-like magic weapon full of evil energy.

"Swoosh!"

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the long nail magic weapon mixed in with the ghosts and sank into the black fog condensed by the ghost energy.

One bright and one dark, the two hands attacked at the same time, which was really hard to defend against!

"Puff..."

Followed by the muffled sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood.

After the muffled sound, the figure in the fog did not wait for a counterattack to react, and the energy on his body dissipated without a trace.

"Huh? The guy's energy just dissipated, and he died?"

Feeling the disappearance of the energy in the ghost fog, the fat monk's pupils shrank slightly, and his first reaction was to increase his vigilance and alertness.

The body was running to the limit, and the true energy of the whole body was full.

However, after a few breaths, there was still no abnormality in the ghost fog, which made him gradually put down his worries.

"However, my Soul-Destroying Nail is made from a piece of ghost wood. It contains rich ghost energy and has been nourished by evil energy for many years."

"Not to mention a seriously injured one-tribulation immortal, even if he is in the Spirit Severing Stage, if he is hit by the Soul-Destroying Nail without any precautions, he will lose half his life!"

"This guy has been hit by my Soul-Destroying Nail. There is no chance of survival."

"It seems that I really think too much. This guy must have experienced a hard battle before such a serious injury. Even if there is any backup, I am afraid it should have been used long ago."

"Humph! I thought it would be a strong enemy, but I didn't expect it to be a bluffing, sensational clown!"

"What a pity... It's ridiculous to sacrifice your life in vain for the so-called friendship!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and the fat monk muttered in a low voice, showing disdain and contempt.

In his opinion, risking one's life for others is something that cannot be understood at all.

Especially when you are seriously injured and know that you will die.

Quickly suppressing his emotions, the fat monk's eyes fell on the figures of the Yunge Sect monks on the mountain below.

This time, his mentality was more relaxed.

He shook the soul flag in his hand lightly, and immediately wanted to control all the souls to continue attacking the people in the field.

But the evil spirit urged, and the soul flag in his hand waved.

The ghost fog formed by thousands of ghosts not far away did not move at all.

In the fog, the wronged souls and evil ghosts roared, but there was no sign of being affected by the soul flag.

"Huh? How could it be?"

The sudden change made the fat monk's heart jump.

Before he could react, he saw a series of holy Buddha lights penetrating the heavy ghost fog.

In the dimness, Su Twelve walked out slowly. He was obviously wearing a Xuanzong Taoist robe, but he was emitting the holy Buddha light all over his body, which looked mysterious and holy.

Su Twelve's lips moved quickly, and he recited Buddhist scriptures. The sound was not loud, but it echoed endlessly, as if thousands of people were chanting scriptures and mantras at the same time.

The sound became more and more dense, and the Buddha light around Su Twelve became brighter and brighter.

The Buddha light was like the rising sun, shining in all directions.

Bathed in the Buddha light, the originally extremely painful, full of resentment, hatred, and hideous and twisted faces of the wronged ghosts and evil ghosts gradually calmed down and restored their original appearance.

In a flash, the ghost energy on their bodies faded away, and the figures turned into dots of white light and dissipated under the Buddha light.

He actually got rid of the shackles of the soul flag and entered the reincarnation again.

"Buddha... Buddha sect magic, you... you are actually a member of the Buddha sect?!"

Looking at Su Twelve walking out, the fat monk's expression changed drastically, his eyes showed horror.

You know, no matter it is evil cultivation and evil skills, or ghosts and ghosts, they are all extremely yin and evil things.

The breath is invisible, but it has the effect of polluting the true essence of the monks, magic weapons and magic weapons, which also gives many monks a headache.

And almost 99% of the secret methods of the Buddha sect are extremely strong and yang methods.

At the same level and with the same degree of power, evil spirits, ghosts, and even monsters are all restrained to a certain extent.

At this moment, the best example is that the souls in front of him are freed from the shackles of the soul flags and re-enter the reincarnation under the Buddhist scriptures and Buddha's light.

Using ghosts, or soul flag ghosts, to deal with a cultivator of the same realm who is proficient in Buddhist magic is no different from a meat bun beating a dog.

Even if the opponent is injured, the ghost's cultivation level is far inferior to that of the opponent!

At this moment, the fat monk was very upset.

But as he spoke, he thought of something and shook his head vigorously.

"No... No, even if you are a Buddhist cultivator, how can you be completely unaffected by my soul-destroying nail?"

The fat monk continued to speak, and his relaxed heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Sorry, I have never had the habit of answering questions about the dead!"

Su Twelve stopped chanting, but the chanting sound around him continued to echo.

A cold voice sounded, and Su Twelve's eyes were full of murderous intent.

He didn't want to waste time, he just wanted to make a quick decision, but the evil cultivator in front of him was not an easy person to deal with.

Obviously, he has the advantage in cultivation strength, and his attack is quick and decisive, preemptive, and his offensive is both open and hidden, which can be described as insidious and ruthless.

If I were in my prime, I would be able to easily resolve this move.

Unfortunately, I was seriously injured and my flying sword Xuanpin Magic Sword was almost destroyed in the thunderstorm area and could no longer be used.

Even if I want to activate the space secret method, it is very difficult.

As a last resort, I can only escape into the small space world of Jiuxiao Linglong Tower at the critical moment to temporarily avoid the edge.

Now, the opponent's attack has fallen, and it is time for me to counterattack.