Aiming for the Immortal Path

And below, Madam Hong and the others who were originally close to Taoist Lu Feng and formed a battle line with him, also quietly retreated back to the deck of the flying boat.

Several people whispered to each other, and couldn't help but guess what kind of trump card the person riding the dragon in the sea of ​​clouds above had.

To say that the other party could surpass Taoist Lu Feng, who was in the great perfection of the Spiritual Dispersion Stage with the cultivation realm of the early stage of the Spiritual Dispersion Stage, or it was just pure arrogance.

Several people didn't believe this speculation at all.

However, no matter how you look at it, you can't see what kind of trump card the person in front of you has.

After a short and quick conversation, several people exchanged glances with each other, tacitly made the same choice, and retreated to the deck of the flying boat one after another.

It doesn't matter if you can't see it, just wait and see.

Taoist Lu Feng's cultivation strength is here, and he will definitely force the other party to make a backhand.

Just as Taoist Lu Feng performed his powerful move and the cultivators of various forces whispered.

Su Twelve, standing proudly at the head of the dragon, had a scorching gaze, and the Divine Emperor's holy power was pushed to the limit.

With a strong body of true energy, nearly 90% of his power surged out of his body.

He waved the whisk in his hand, and his fingers changed quickly, leaving a series of afterimages.

"Nine Styles of Dragon Control·Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

Accompanied by a low roar, two spiritual flying swords that had just been refined, the Tiangang Qingmu Sword, turned into light and rushed in front of him.

The lush green flying swords were like the intersection of two yin and yang.

Blessed by the magic formula transformed by the power of the Emperor of God, it exuded dazzling golden light.

"Roar!"

Under Su Twelve, Yunlong's eyes, as big as millstones, flashed two resolute eyes.

He roared to the sky, spewing pure dragon energy from his mouth, and resolutely rushed towards the two flying swords emitting golden light.

After a blink of an eye, the golden light dissipated, and the two flying swords disappeared.

On the other hand, Yunlong at this time seemed to be wearing a golden battle suit, and his whole body was even more magnificent.

As if... this was the color of its original power and body.

Astonishing power flowed inside and outside the body, making Yunlong feel an unprecedented strong feeling.

Almost instinctively, he turned his head and looked back at Su Twelve.

He was subdued by Su Twelve and used as a spirit beast. But in his heart, he never gave up his yearning for freedom.

But with just one glance, Yunlong's thousands of thoughts disappeared.

The power bestowed on him was as huge as the continuous mountains and rivers and the vast lakes and seas.

But this power was not from his own practice after all.

Yunlong could more clearly feel the invisible connection between the power around him and Su Twelve.

There was no doubt that if he really had a different mind, he would die in an instant.

The two flying swords that disappeared were also in his body at this moment.

One pointed directly at the inner elixir of the dragon ball in his body, and the other locked the sea of ​​consciousness.

The two flying swords replaced the inner elixir of the dragon ball and the sea of ​​consciousness, continuously releasing power, and also threatened its own life!

His mind instantly gathered, and Yunlong's huge dragon body swayed in the air, causing the sea of ​​clouds to churn violently, like a flying dragon in the sky, unstoppable!

Yunlong, who was originally comparable to the Out-of-Body Stage, now exudes an aura that is almost comparable to that of a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritual Division Stage.

As the last sword gesture in Su Twelve's hand condensed.

Yunlong felt something in his heart, and his swinging body suddenly sank, breaking away from Su Twelve above.

The huge body swept hard, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and crashed into the hurricane of blood-colored sword energy coming from below.

One strike.

The hurricane broke, and the sword energy in the sky was scattered but not chaotic. It was pulled by the power of the blood-colored giant eye deep in the hurricane and attacked the golden Yunlong one after another.

Seeing this, Yunlong's millstone-like eyes inevitably flashed a little panic.

This... is the attack of a cultivator in the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Division Stage, and his true cultivation level is only comparable to that of a cultivator in the Out-of-Body Stage.

If it weren't for Su's twelve sword moves and spells, he wouldn't even have a chance to attack in front of such a strong man.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

Before Yunlong thought too much, a series of crisp collisions resounded through the world.

The sword energy fell from the sky, splashing clusters of brilliant sparks on Yunlong's body, but it couldn't break the scales on Yunlong's body at all.

Seeing this scene, Yunlong, who was a little worried about his own strength, immediately became more confident.

The dragon body shook again, and his eyes were directly locked on the blood-red giant eye at the source of the sword energy.

Looking up to the sky, there was another shocking dragon roar.

In the roar, the mouth spewed out majestic dragon energy and amazing divine emperor power.

The two forces intertwined to form a huge golden light ball, which, under Yunlong's control, penetrated into the dense sword energy and rushed straight to the blood-red giant eye.

"Good boy, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, you can push the sword moves and spells to such a level with the cultivation level of the early stage of the Spirit Severing Stage."

"With the blessing of this giant dragon, the power of the spell is raised to the level comparable to that of a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Severing Stage."

"With just this one move, if you continue to grow, you will be famous in this world of immortal cultivation!"

"It's a pity that even in the late stage of the Spirit Severing Stage, there is a huge gap between the great perfection of the Spirit Severing Stage!"

"Today, you are destined to die in regret!"

Looking at the whistling Yunlong, Taoist Lu Feng remained calm.

The amazing sword moves and spells, plus the blessing of a real giant dragon, shocked him greatly with their power.

He has been in the world of immortal cultivation for many years, and he has seen many geniuses who are amazing and can cross borders to fight against enemies.

There are only a handful of people who can do what the person in front of him does.

This requires not only a magical weapon of sufficient grade, proficiency in powerful sword moves and spells, but also a strong skill to support it.

After all, under normal circumstances, the stronger the power of a spell, the more power it consumes.

If he were in the same realm, he would never be able to do it. Even if... he had the same profound power!

This guy is not simple. In addition to his special skills, he must have practiced another secret method that can further enhance the power of his true essence!

But doing so will certainly increase his strength, and the cultivation resources consumed during the cultivation process will also increase exponentially.

What is the origin of this guy, and how can he have so many cultivation resources to support his cultivation?

The doubtful thought flashed across his mind, and the confidence in Taoist Lu Feng's cold eyes did not diminish at all.

The dragon's power surged under the blessing of sword moves and spells, which surprised him.

But... that's all!

He is a great perfection in the distraction stage, and the dragon in front of him is mighty, but in his eyes, it is far from being so powerful that it cannot be shaken.

And this unique move of his has accompanied him in the distraction stage for many years.

The real power has not yet been exerted.

His calm eyes passed over the giant dragon in front of him and locked onto the middle-aged figure hanging in the sky.

Taoist Lu Feng didn't even make any extra moves!

In the blink of an eye, Yunlong spewed out a golden light ball and rushed to the blood-red giant eye.

The golden light ball broke away from its mouth, carrying the wind and waves, carrying a vast force, and rushed to the giant eye in front.

The blood-red giant eye seemed to feel the pressure, trembling slightly in the air, and the power in it burst out wantonly, as if it could not bear this huge force.