Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Whoosh!"

Before Baili Chen could react, the flying sword trembled violently in the light of the fire.

Immediately afterwards, the flying sword rushed out of the fireball, drawing a fiery red stream of light, passing through the sword formation, and pointed directly at Bailichen himself.

"not good!"

Baili Chen's expression changed again, and he immediately changed his moves to resist the incoming sword light.

Unfortunately, the sword light was as fast as lightning.

Before the spell in his hand was finished, the sword light was already approaching and passed him by.

The next moment.

In mid-air, the sword formation wrestling with the remaining fireballs seemed to have suddenly lost its source of power.

Part of the sword energy and the fireball met and melted each other.

More sword energy will spontaneously collapse.

A moment.

The sword formation was broken and the sword energy was gone, leaving only four three-foot green swords spinning in the air.

The spiritual treasure-level flying sword, which is full of spiritual essence, glows with emerald green light, and you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.

But that's all.

In all directions, the awe-inspiring sword intent that once again spread from Baili Chen's body also disappeared at this moment.

Like a surging wave, the cold air that had vowed to come back suddenly lost its traction.

The clouds and mist moved around, drifting back towards the mountain top where they were originally.

The ninth hilltop of Tianchi Mountain.

Baili Chen stood there, eyes wide open, staring at Su Twelve, with hatred in his eyes.

It seemed like he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

On the other side, Su Twelve was flying in the air, and the half-immortal treasure umbrella still emitted a protective aura, protecting him completely.

The spirit of the weapon inside the umbrella was sluggish, but its wings were fanning and it was quickly gathering the remaining fire energy scattered around.

More or less, it can also make up for and restore some points.

His eyes fell on Baili Chen. Su Twelve's body in the air did not move at all, but there was a sound in his mouth.

"The two great tragedies in life are one who insists on dying and the other who is unable to survive. Now you have it all covered!"

The light words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The hatred in Baili Chen's eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only reluctance and deep regret.

Baili Chen had never thought that Su Twelve would be even more difficult to deal with after his breakthrough in cultivation level.

But he has always been confident in his own strength.

He has been in the world of immortality for many years, and countless monks have died at his hands.

Among them, there are many people with top spiritual root qualifications who are known as geniuses.

In comparison, Su Twelve, who had no choice but to embark on the path of becoming an immortal, was nothing in his eyes.

And such a loose immortal was involved in the death of his own son, and even gained huge treasures one after another.

How could he be willing to do so!

Facing Su Twelve, he never thought he would lose, let alone die.

And I had a chance to leave safely.

Perhaps, from the beginning, he should not have appeared in this glacier and snowfield because of the instigation of the demons.

Perhaps, after confirming Su Twelve's breakthrough, he should leave decisively. The person in front of me was able to withstand his own blow when he was in the realm of Yijia Sanxian cultivation, and even escaped from being chased by him several times. It's... itself extraordinary.

Perhaps, you shouldn't be angry at the person in front of you because of Baili Lingquan's death. What's more, it shouldn't be the case that the other party possesses a valuable treasure and covets it.

…

It's a pity that no matter how much unwillingness and regret you have, it will be of no use at this moment.

On the neck, a line of blood spread rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a line of blood wrapped around his neck.

"puff……"

The next moment, the head with unwilling eyes flew high.

A large stream of blood spattered from his neck, which was as big as the mouth of a bowl.

Blood flowed like a fountain, and Bailichen Yuanshen and Yuanying rushed out from the separated corpse.

At this moment, Yuanshen and Yuanying were all covered with scorching flames.

Under the burning flames, both of them looked painful.

"Hate! I hate it so much!"

"Su Twelve, if you provoke the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, you will definitely die... in the future!"

Under the burning flames, Bailichen Yuanshen and Yuanying let out shrill curses.

As soon as the words fell, the fire burned into flames, and the Yuanshen and Yuanying disappeared in the air.

Then, the corpse that fell to the ground also burst into flames.

Within a moment, it was burned to the ground.

The ground was covered with ashes, and disappeared into nothingness as a breeze blew by.

Only a storage bag embroidered with a sword shape was left, which fell on the ice and snow ground.

So far.

The once arrogant Baili Chen, the supreme sword cultivator from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, was completely destroyed in body and soul on the spot, with no chance of resurrection.

"Hey, isn't it good to live? Why ask for death?!"

Seeing that Baili Chen could no longer die, Su Twelve breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and sighed with emotion.

In his mood, he was not at all happy about killing Baili Chen.

Without him, behind Baili Chen is the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, one of the nine super-first-class forces in the Holy Land of Cultivation.

No matter what the other person's character is, as a member of Xuanyuan Sword Sect Peak Master, his status is not bad. There may be someone else behind him.

If Xiao Wujian is still alive, he will not be afraid. After all, Xiao Wujian's position in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect also plays an important role.

Unfortunately, when walking in the Immortal Tomb, Xiao Wujian had already given up his cultivation in order to help everyone escape danger, and he did not hesitate to fight with soldiers.

Today, the only people he still knows about the Xuanyuan Sword Sect are his old friends, Xiao Yue and Han Yu.

But the two of them obviously had no say in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

"When Baili Chen dies, Xuanyuan Sword Sect will most likely be aware of it and will try to investigate and track it."

"With the power of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, I'm afraid this matter won't be kept secret for long."

Su Twelve's eyes flickered as he pondered in his heart, and his expression was a little solemn.

It was true that Xuanyuan Sword Sect was a famous and orthodox sect in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, and it was true that he was right in this matter.

But he never placed his hope on others being kind.

The so-called fairness was always determined based on strength.

Tiandao Palace, one of the nine super first-class forces, was also a famous and orthodox sect in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation.

But what the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace did in the past was no different from that of evil cultivators.

For the sake of the treasure Tiandilu, a tragedy had occurred in Xiaoshi Village hundreds of years ago.

He even did not hesitate to associate with the demons!

And the grudge between him and the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace was destined that he must go to the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation again to fight with the other party.

Thinking of this, Su Twelve's brows furrowed more and more deeply.

The Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation was the home ground of the nine super first-class forces.

If the semi-immortal treasure umbrella falls into his hands, it will attract the attention of all forces.

Add these two points, and it is clear that if he goes again, he will be in danger every step of the way.

"Forget it, I don't worry about the debts, the boat will be straightened when it reaches the bridge!"

"I will definitely go to the holy land of cultivation again. As for the trouble, I will leave it to the main body to worry about it!"

"At most, I will be more careful when I go to the holy land of cultivation in the future!"

Although he was worried, Su Twelve had been in the world of cultivation for so many years.

Not only was he determined, but his mentality was always good.

He quickly suppressed all kinds of thoughts.

Then, he raised his hand and waved.