Aiming for the Immortal Path

When he was halfway there, the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower in his body suddenly vibrated violently.

The sudden change made Su Twelve stop immediately.

"Strange, why is the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower vibrating non-stop?"

Su Twelve frowned as he quickly took out the pagoda.

After a slight hesitation, he left a puppet in the half-step distraction period to wait outside, and sat cross-legged in the underground space, urging a wisp of spiritual consciousness to enter the small space world of the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower.

When the spiritual consciousness scanned, the scene of the small space world of the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower immediately appeared in his mind.

At this time, the pagoda space world, due to the appearance of a sixth-grade spiritual vein, has become extremely rich in spiritual energy.

This level of spiritual vein is enough to affect the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in a sect.

And a sect force occupies a radius of tens of miles at a small scale and hundreds of miles at a large scale.

In comparison, his pagoda space is only ten thousand feet in radius, and the spiritual energy emitted by the spiritual vein, gathered in this small space, is naturally more rich and abundant.

Although a small amount of spiritual energy flows through the cracks at the edge of the space, it is only a small amount compared to the speed of spiritual energy emitted by the sixth-grade spiritual vein.

Su Shier was not surprised by this situation. He had expected it when he used the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower to collect spiritual veins.

And it was not the sixth-grade spiritual vein that caused the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower to move.

It was the thunder spirit that was dormant in it and was motionless like a dead object before.

Compared with before refining, the thunder spirit at this time seemed to come alive, with its cheeks bulging and full of vitality, like a living toad.

And every time the thunder spirit's cheeks bulged, a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth was swallowed into its stomach.

Accompanying it, the amazing thunder breath emanated from its body.

It was this amazing thunder force that made the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower tremble continuously.

Could it be that... the thunder spirit was unable to refine the source of divine thunder before because the spiritual energy in the pagoda space world was too thin?

Seeing this scene, Su Twelve was stunned at first, a guess flashed through his mind, and then he reacted.

"I'm afraid it's true! No matter how much and how powerful the thunder power in the divine thunder source is, it is pure and violent thunder energy after all."

"Without the catalysis of spiritual energy, the thunder spirit can only draw power from the divine thunder source, and the speed is naturally not fast."

"But with abundant spiritual energy, the thunder spirit is equivalent to having external help. Using spiritual energy to quickly improve its own strength, the absorption and refining of the thunder power in the divine thunder source will naturally soar."

"If this continues, I'm afraid it won't take long before the thunder power in the thunder spirit will reach an extremely astonishing level!"

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I have signed a beast control contract with this thunder spirit in advance. If I act now, the thunder spirit will instinctively resist it. I'm afraid that this terrifying thunder power will be enough for me to drink a pot."

Muttering quickly, Su Twelve carefully observed the thunder spirit for a moment before retracting his consciousness.

As for entering the small space world of Jiuxiao Linglong Tower in person, he didn't even think about it.

Today's small space world is full of spiritual energy, and it is filled with powerful thunder power.

Although he has signed a beast-taming contract with the thunder spirit, this thunder spirit is not smart enough after all. It is true that the thunder spirit's strength has skyrocketed after refining the power of the divine thunder source.

But the thunder spirit obviously has no intention of restraining its breath and power. It is completely relying on the most primitive instinct to release the power in its body unscrupulously.

In this case, even if the thunder spirit does not intend to hurt Su Twelve. But once Su Twelve approaches it, he will inevitably be injured by the thunder power that explodes around it.

The arc of thunder that spreads across the world is not subject to personal will.

After understanding the changes in Jiuxiao Linglong Tower, Su Twelve secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The thunder spirit is in this state now, and it is obviously impossible to contact it normally.

But the improvement of the thunder spirit's strength is not a bad thing for him.

If he really encounters danger, he can just release the thunder spirit. If the violent thunder power increases a little more, it will cause some trouble even to the existence of the Spirit Severing Stage.

Thinking of this, Su Twelve felt relieved.

Going to Leizhou to seek help from the existence of the Spirit Severing Stage is ultimately a helpless move.

There is a saying: It is better to make your own decisions than to ask for divination from the immortals; it is better to have the ability than to recite Buddhist scriptures...

It is better to ask for help from yourself than to ask for help from others. Only the power in your own hands can bring a real sense of security.

After silently pondering for a moment, Su Twelve took back the Nine Heavens Linglong Tower and continued to move forward.

The change of the Thunder Spirit only gave him an extra trump card to deal with the crisis.

But this... is not enough to really solve the crisis he is facing.

...

On the other side.

At the junction of Leizhou and Zhongzhou, in front of a wide and mighty river.

A flying boat fell from the sky.

On the deck of the flying boat, the three people who were originally sitting cross-legged stood up one after another, each with an unprecedented solemn expression, showing a look of facing a great enemy.

On the surface of the flying boat, the defensive light shield was activated to the extreme.

The light waves flowed, showing the amazing defensive power.

The three people stood in each position. The fairy cultivator frowned and said, "The spiritual sense just now was definitely a distraction stage existence! Is it a cultivator, or a demon?"

The elegant male cultivator raised his eyes between his eyebrows and exuded a mysterious aura. He frowned and said, "Right now, all the seniors in the out-of-body stage and even higher cultivation in the cultivation world are fighting to eliminate demons with all their strength. No matter who comes, I'm afraid they are not here with good intentions!"

The female cultivator cast a questioning look at her two companions, "What should we do now? A distraction stage existence is chasing us. With our cultivation level, I'm afraid... we can't escape."

The elegant male cultivator's eyes rolled and he said hurriedly: "There is only one way now, that is, we flee separately."

"After all, the other party is only one person. If the three of us flee separately, at least one or two people will have a chance to escape."

"No matter who dies, it is better than the three of us dying together. Everyone is the key to the power of their own sect!"

Before he finished speaking, the elegant male cultivator looked into the distance, and he had already made up his mind to leave.

The three of them were not familiar with each other. They traveled together just to borrow the power of the flying boat, speed up the journey and save the consumption of true energy in their bodies.

Now that the existence of the Spirit Severing Stage is chasing them, it is definitely not a rational choice to fight hard.

"Master Jie Chen, what do you think?" The female cultivator stared at another Buddhist sect cultivator.

Running away separately is a method.

But in this way, it is a matter of how to escape.

But in front of the Spirit Severing Stage, she did not have enough treasures to escape. In her opinion, doing so would only accelerate death.

But the elegant male cultivator made such a suggestion, and it was obvious that he had considerable confidence in his way of escaping.

She couldn't say much about this.

"Amitabha! I'm afraid... it's too late!"

The Buddhist cultivator named Master Jiechen chanted the Buddha's name with a calm expression.

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the female cultivator Sanxian and the male cultivator Piaoyi suddenly shrank, and their faces changed instantly.