Aiming for the Immortal Path

As soon as the words fell, the demonic essence of the demon cultivator's body surged violently, and the magic formula on the hand of the virtual image of the demon above was also condensed at this moment.

The virtual image of the demon raised its hands and pulled hard in the air.

The formation of the '卍' Buddhist seal above was torn open by a huge crack.

The crack appeared, and the virtual line of the demon re-emerged half of its body.

The demonic essence in the palm flowed, and a strange power spread out immediately.

In an instant, a hundred miles around suddenly had a strange phenomenon.

The blazing sun was in the sky, and it was instantly covered by black clouds.

The day turned into night!

At the same time, the ground within a hundred miles was shaking continuously, and countless mountains overturned.

The next moment, Su Shier, who had just taken Hou Sihai into the earth, broke out of the ground again in the shaking of the earth.

Mu Yingluo and Yun Chuan, who tried to go far away, were hit by the demonic essence again as soon as they moved. They fell to the ground with two thumps.

His mouth was emitting vermilion, his aura was disordered, and he no longer had the strength to continue to push his power.

"Amitabha! Su Twelve, leave as soon as possible!"

"This person's cultivation level is not only transcendent, but also too powerful. The three of us may not survive this disaster."

Hou Sihai clasped his hands together and looked at Su Twelve with a weak face.

As he spoke, a storage bag with golden veins on his waist, together with a wooden box made of red sandalwood in his arms, flew quickly to Su Twelve under his weak power.

"This wooden box contains the spiritual vein of Jinchan Temple. If you meet a Buddhist from Jinchan Temple one day, please return this item to Jinchan Temple."

"In the storage bag is the final preparation I made for her. You can find a chance to open the storage bag and you will know. As for her current location, it is where you and I met in the past."

"As for the other resources in the bag, you can deal with them as you like."

"I came out again because of you, and I died in front of you today. I have no regrets in my heart!"

Without waiting for Su Twelve to respond, Hou Sihai's rustling voice continued to sound in Su Twelve's ears.

The moment he finished speaking, Hou Sihai's clasped hands suddenly fell down.

The head that was originally raised high also drooped at this moment.

The moment he lowered his head, the little vitality left in his body was completely lost.

The self-ignition of the Yuanying is one of the methods of the immortal cultivators to resolve the problem of soldiers.

This method can improve the cultivation strength of the immortal cultivators in a short period of time, but the time is limited. Moreover, once it is cast, it also means that the cultivator will inevitably die, and even the Great Luo Immortal will be unable to save him.

Hou Sihai has been exhausted and on the verge of death since the moment he cast the spell.

He can persist until this moment only because he has regrets in his heart, and a strong obsession has kept his consciousness alive.

And it is impossible to easily entrust the matter that he has been begging for for many years to Mu Yingluo and Yunchuan, who are not very close to each other.

I thought... no one would entrust it to me until I die.

Unexpectedly, I would see Su Twelve at the end of my life.

Although Su Twelve did not personally admit his identity, tacit consent is a kind of statement.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are not many people who can make him feel at ease and trust.

Su Twelve is definitely one of them, and he ranks first!

At this moment, entrusting the unfinished business to Su Twelve, his obsession in his heart dissipated, and naturally he died.

At the end of life, death is inevitable.

Naturally, he can no longer care about things after death.

As for whether Su Shier could escape safely, that was no longer something he cared about.

At least, if the people present said who had the best chance of escaping, in his opinion, it must be Su Shier.

"Alas..."

Seeing Hou Sihai die, Su Shier couldn't help but sigh.

He raised his hand to put away his storage bag and the wooden box containing the spirit veins, and then put Hou Sihai's body into the storage ring.

Immediately... looking up at the trapped body of the demon cultivator, Su Shier's eyes were full of anger.

"You... deserve to die!"

Hou Sihai's death was inseparable from him.

After all, the three people suffered this misfortune because Mu Yingluo and himself were both scattered immortals.

Moreover, the body of the demon cultivator had a deep connection with him.

At this moment, Su Shier's murderous intent was boiling in his heart towards his own body of the demon cultivator.

"Hehe, it's hard to say whether I deserve to die, but you will never survive today!"

The demon cultivator sneered, and the demon essence urged again. The eyes of the demon above were like copper bells, staring straight at Su Twelve.

Before the spell was activated, the demon energy in the sky had turned into sharp swords, rushing towards Su Twelve like a rain of swords.

It was not a formal spell attack, but such power was like a collapse of the sky for a cultivator in the Out-of-Body Stage.

"Fellow Daoist Su, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Yingluo hurriedly pulled her body and shouted.

Facing the attack, Su Twelve held his breath and concentrated his energy. There was no fear on his face except anger.

Before the rain of swords fell, a burly figure appeared behind him.

It was the Sand Man Puppet in the Half-Step Spiritual Stage.

The puppet appeared, and the spiritual crystals in his body shattered piece by piece. As his palms flew, a powerful spiritual power emanated, gathering the flying dust within a radius of 100 miles.

The attack of the demon cultivator's body overturned several mountains within a radius of 100 miles, and countless rocks were shattered into dust.

At this moment, all of them were contained in the palm of the Sand Man Puppet.

In the blink of an eye, a huge palm formed by broken stones and dust, a hundred feet high, slowly emerged.

The palm rumbled forward, like a mountain across.

The rain of swords fell on the giant palm, immediately stirring up dust.

The sword rain was sharp and passed through the giant palm without any effort.

But because of this, the power dropped sharply.

The Sand Man Puppet's palm flipped again, and the unparalleled spiritual power spread, and then defeated the sword light in the sky.

"Oh? Is it the puppet in the half-step distraction stage? Unfortunately, no matter how strong the half-step distraction stage is, it is not a real distraction stage existence after all."

"This move will take your life!"

The demon cultivator remained calm, and above his body, the virtual palm of the demon god flew, brewing a powerful spell again.

Su Shier had the half-step distraction stage puppet as a trump card, which was already known.

It was reasonable that his casual attack was blocked by the puppet.

"Take my life? Do you think I will give you this opportunity?"

Su Shier's eyes flickered with cold light, and his body did not move.

The sand man puppet turned into a stream of light and rushed forward. Before the magic spell in the hand of the demon virtual image was condensed, it rushed to the front of the demon virtual image.

At this time, thousands of '卍' Buddhist seals were diffused around the demon virtual image, although they were forcibly torn open by the demon virtual image.

But the Buddha's light was flowing, and the magic circle was not destroyed. It continued to operate, trying to close again and trap the Sky Demon False Image in the Buddha Seal Magic Circle again.

However, the Sky Demon False Image was so powerful that the Buddha's light and demonic energy continued to burst, but they could never really shake the Sky Demon False Image.

At the critical moment when the Sky Demon False Image cast a spell, the Sand Man Puppet approached.

A firm look flashed in Su Twelve's eyes.

The next moment, the aura of the Sand Man Puppet became extremely unstable, and the strong aura fluctuated violently, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

"Su Twelve, you..."

Sensing the change in the aura of the Sand Man Puppet, the demon cultivator's face finally changed slightly.