Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Forget it! It seems that the relationship between this Taoist of Tianshan and Su Twelve is more solid than imagined."

"In this case, even if we forcibly capture the other party's Yuanshen and Yuanying, I am afraid that we may not be able to get the answer we want."

"If we want to find the whereabouts of Su Twelve, it seems that we have to rely on our own abilities."

"But what this guy just said is that the Son of Heavenly Dao Palace is unreliable and may choose to get rid of me, thus completely destroying the plan of the demon clan."

"What he said is not alarmist. Maybe the Son of Heavenly Dao Palace has such a plan this time. This matter... can't be ignored!"

"Well... If we choose to cooperate with Su Twelve, it seems that it is also a way?"

"In any case, try to find the person first. Even if we cooperate, the treasure of heaven and earth in Su Twelve's hands must be in our hands."

"As long as the treasure is in hand, whether I choose to cooperate with Su Twelve or continue to cooperate with the Son of Heavenly Dao Palace, the initiative can be in my hands!"

Squinting his eyes, the body of the demon cultivator whispered to himself.

After saying that, he did not continue to pay attention to the situation of the abyss rift.

He turned around and turned into a black light, close to the ground, and hurriedly walked out of Jue Mountain.

No matter how strong his cultivation strength is, it is still comparable to the cultivation realm of the Spiritual Division cultivator.

Even those in the Fusion Stage dare not fly in the air in this ancient god ruins.

With his strength, he naturally cannot do it.

It can only be said that his own cultivation strength is here, and there is still a huge power in his body that has not been refined and absorbed.

This power is enough to support him to easily break through to a higher realm of cultivation.

However, he is not clear about the specific plan of the demon clan, and he is also in order to prevent the demon clan from attacking him in advance because of his own cultivation breakthrough.

Therefore, he has always chosen to deliberately restrain the refining of this power and deliberately slow down the speed of his own cultivation growth.

And this huge power also makes him not afraid of the amazing consumption in this ancient god ruins, and he can use the magic essence unscrupulously to hurry on the road and cast spells.

The huge power in the body, instead of improving the cultivation, can be used to restore the lost power, which is also a good way!

The body of the demon cultivator comes quickly and goes quickly.

In a moment.

The Taoist temple in Jue Mountain regained its tranquility.

Only the abyss crack in the center of the Taoist temple, which runs through almost half of Jue Mountain, and the crooked buildings in the Taoist temple, tell in the breeze about the fierce battle that had taken place here.

...

I don’t know how long it has been.

An underground cave, the cave is winding, the ground is covered with thick ice, and the walls of the cave are hung with ice cones of varying lengths, sharp and cold.

Points of crystal light, reflected by the ice, illuminate the entire cave world.

From time to time, the cold wind whistles, shuttles through the cave, and makes a whimpering sound like ghosts and wolves howling.

The radius of the cave is unknown, and it is in a relatively open area.

A huge icefall fell from a height, freezing in mid-air, like a huge ice sword.

A hazy black shadow could be vaguely seen in the depths of the ice.

The black shadow looked like a headless body, but it was unknown how many years it had been frozen in the ice.

Right below the huge icefall-like sword, a figure in a green Taoist robe was lying quietly on the ice.

The figure was motionless, and at first glance, it looked like a dead person.

Only the tiny ice crystals that occasionally condensed at the mouth and nose were enough to show that this person was still alive.

And this figure was not someone else, but Su Twelve, who had jumped into the abyss crack not long ago.

At this time, Su Twelve was obviously in a coma.

And next to Su Twelve, a figure wearing a plain white Taoist robe, tall and slender, with a face as cold as snow and skin as white as jade, was standing with a sword.

This stunning woman was Ling Yueshang, the ruthless fairy of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, who jumped into the abyss before Su Twelve.

At this moment, Ling Yueshang stood beside Su Twelve with a sword in hand, looking at the figure lying on the ground, but there was no murderous intent in his eyes.

There was only vigilance and a look of confusion.

Time passed quietly, Su Twelve lay on the ground motionless, and Ling Yueshang did not make any further moves.

Suddenly, Su Twelve's eyebrows moved slightly, causing Ling Yueshang's magic sword to shake slightly.

But he did not attack, but took a defensive posture.

On the ground, Su Twelve gradually regained consciousness.

The first reaction was that he felt cold to the bone, from the body to the spirit, revealing an indescribable chill.

"I'm not dead?"

"What is this place? Why is it so cold!"

"I'm afraid this coldness is comparable to the top of the Tianchi Lake on the Azure Star?"

"With so much bone-chilling coldness accumulated in his body, I'm afraid he'll be unconscious for a long time!"

"In the abyss rift, the power is astonishing, and there is even more astonishing divine consciousness. A single encounter almost shattered my consciousness. In this case, why didn't you take any further action?"

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and before he opened his eyes, Su Twelve was astonishingly cold all over, and his entire body was frozen.

In the first moment, the true essence in his body began to surge, and he hurriedly used his power to dispel and resist the coldness brought by the surrounding environment.

At this moment, there were many questions in his mind.

But the coldness accumulated in his body has already affected his physical body.

That is, his physical strength is strong enough. If it were an ordinary cultivator, with so much coldness entering his body, even if he didn't die at this moment, his physical body would definitely be severely damaged.

The Divine Emperor's sacred power was activated, and his true energy circulated throughout his body. Wherever it reached, his meridians were filled with excruciating pain.

But there was also cold air, which began to flow out of the body under the impact of the true essence.

Before the skill was fully circulated, Su Twelve slowly opened his eyes.

He only opened his eyes a little, and saw a stunning face standing beside him.

"Huh? It's you... Ling Yueshang?!"

At a glance, Su Twelve was shocked, and the whole person became more awake than ever before.

Obviously, his body was frozen by the cold air, and it was difficult to move. He twisted his body and rolled several feet to the side.

Previously in the Taoist temple, the two of them were fighting for life and death, and now it was a situation of life and death.

If he was in a better state, it would be fine.

But now, the cold air entered his body, even if he recovered a lot of true essence, he could not exert any strength at all.

On the other hand, Ling Yueshang, standing beside him with a sword, was obviously in a much better state than himself.

The offensive and defensive forces were exchanged, and Su Twelve didn't even care about being surprised. His heartstrings were tense. At this moment, his heart felt like it fell into an ice cave, colder than the cold air accumulated in his body.

"Do you know me?"

At this time, Ling Yueshang suddenly spoke.

While speaking, his scrutinizing eyes quickly swept over Su Twelve, his eyes showing deep thought.

Hearing this, Su Twelve was stunned.

Squinting his eyes, his eyes were also alert, "What do you mean, Brother Ling?"

Ling Yueshang's sudden question and his expression at the moment surprised him.

But facing the person in front of him, he really didn't dare to take it lightly.