Aiming for the Immortal Path

The long-faced monk still looked frightened, too frightened to speak. He simply raised his hand and pointed at the two companions who had turned into silver statues on the ground.

"Third Master...you...look!"

Only then did Duanmu Fenlong realize that something was wrong. He glanced around and took a breath of cold air. His face became extremely solemn at this moment.

"This is... Hunyuan Gold and Silver Dual Palms?"

Duanmu Fenlong murmured quietly, his expression full of fear and caution.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of extremely sharp eyes, like sharp swords, were pointed directly at Su Twelve.

"Boy, gold and silver master Hou Sihai, who are you?"

Under this gaze, Su Twelve felt uncomfortable all over.

And in his arms, the little girl Feng Fei was shivering, too frightened to speak.

Gold and Silver Saint Hou Sihai?

It turns out... is this his true identity?

Duanmu Fenlong can be so fearful just by his name. What is the origin of this person?

Without speaking immediately, thoughts flashed through Su Twelve's mind quickly.

His eyes fell on the mysterious puppet next to him. The latter was motionless and had no breath on his body. He obviously didn't want Duanmu Fenlong to discover his existence.

Just when Su Twelve was hesitant about how to speak, the mysterious man used a secret technique to transmit his voice, and the voice sounded directly in his mind.

"Boy, don't be timid and don't waste time with him. Just say that you are the descendant of Hou Sihai and you are passing by here..."

When Su Twelve heard this, he felt speechless in his heart.

This mysterious man didn't speak himself, but pushed him out as a shield, which made Su Twelve very unhappy.

However, he also knew that even if there was a mysterious person and another third-level puppet in his hand, he might not be the opponent of Duanmu Fenlong.

In this case, if the other party discovers the existence of the mysterious person, it will cause another trouble.

After turning his thoughts around, Su Twelve calmly looked at Duanmu Fenlong and said calmly: "It's really not

To conceal the truth, Hou Sihai, the gold and silver master, is the family master! "

"I was ordered by my master to go out for training. I passed by this place unintentionally. I have no intention of harming the Duanmu family, let alone becoming an enemy of the Duanmu family."

"If there is nothing else, I hope the senior will be accommodating and let the junior leave."

Duanmu Fenlong's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "Accommodating? You killed someone from our Duanmu family, and you want to leave so easily?"

Su Twelve said calmly without changing his expression: "Senior Ming Jian, these three fellow Taoists are greedy for junior's third-level puppet, so they are the first to take action."

"This junior took action just to protect himself."

"If the master is here, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as killing one or two people."

As Su Twelve spoke, his eyes became sharp and his arrogance became a little more arrogant.

He knew in his heart that to make Duanmu Fenlong so fearful and to be sealed with the Five Elements and Bagua Formation, the mysterious man was definitely not a good person.

Even if he is not an evil cultivator, he still behaves somewhat like an evil cultivator.

Duanmu Fenlong's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Hmph! What a good boy. His strength is not that great, but his tone is quite good."

"If Hou Sihai, the gold and silver master, is here, maybe I will give him a few points!"

"But just you? You're not qualified enough! Besides, it's too easy to convince me of your identity with just a few words."

Duanmu Fenlong stared at Su Twelve closely. When he spoke, invisible aura emanated from him, continuously impacting Su Twelve.

At the same time, his gaze was like a torch, taking in all of Su Twelve's reactions, expressions, and movements.

However, Su Twelve was not an easy person. Faced with Duanmu Fenlong's threats and doubts, his figure kept swaying due to the impact, but he never retreated at all.

"What the junior said is true.

Really, I don’t know what to do to make senior believe it.”

As Su Twelve spoke, his expression became even calmer, and the arrogance in his eyes did not diminish at all.

He saw a lot of monks who relied on their family background to enter the world of immortality, and he also killed a lot.

It is not difficult to imitate a few points.

He knew how to handle the balance in between.

Duanmu Fenlong said coldly: "How to prove it? That is something you should consider!"

Su Twelve squinted his eyes, said no more, and turned to look directly at the mysterious puppet.

The latter immediately understood. As Su Twelve's true energy surged around his body, the puppet also exuded an aura that belonged only to the powerful Jin Dan.

Although this breath is powerful, it is far inferior to the momentum exuded by Duanmu Fenlong.

But even so, the conflict between the two showed a faint tendency to fight against each other.

Such a situation made Duanmu Fenlong frown slightly, and his eyes immediately fell on the mysterious puppet.

Although the aura emanating from his body has not reached its peak state, it is not something that ordinary golden elixirs can compete with, not to mention... this is just a puppet.

The most surprising thing was that he felt a familiar yet indescribable sense of oppression from this puppet.

That feeling made him feel as if he had returned in an instant to the scene when he faced the gold and silver master Hou Sihai, that legendary guy.

how come?

Duanmu Fenlong's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Before he could figure it out, a bright golden beam of light soared from the puppet's right hand into the sky.

Immediately, golden light fell from the sky and enveloped the entire Qinghe City.

The next second, all the surviving mortals in Qinghe City, as well as Wen Rushuang, who was lying on the ground half-dead in the courtyard.

Everyone's figures paused, and when the light dissipated, they turned into golden statues.

After the golden light, there are only golden buildings

The sculpture shines brightly in the sunlight.

The entire Qinghe City was in deathly silence, like a ghost town.

After one move, the mysterious man's puppet seemed to have exhausted its energy, all its auras converged, and it once again turned into a cold machine.

Su Twelve looked at Duanmu Fenlong calmly and said calmly: "Senior, how about this move? Is it possible to prove it?"

Su Twelve's face did not change, and he still looked calm and calm.

My heart... seemed to be weeping blood.

After practicing immortality for many years, countless people died at his hands.

Only...there are no innocent mortals!

But now, the people in this city were completely lifeless. Although he was not the one to do it, it still made him feel very uncomfortable.

He fully understands how powerless mortals can be when facing immortal cultivators! !

Just when Su Twelve made up his mind to be secretly vigilant and draw a clear line with the mysterious man, the mysterious man's voice sounded in his mind.

"Boy, control your emotions!"

"When it comes to killing... I've already killed enough back then!"

"I just banned these people. After a few days, when people like the Duanmu family leave, the seals on them will naturally be released."

Hearing the mysterious man's voice, Su Twelve's face condensed slightly, a little surprised, but then he quickly felt relieved.

With the mysterious man's methods, there was no need to lie to him about this kind of thing.

And this... also made Su Twelve even more surprised by the mysterious man's methods.

This Duanmu Fenlong is already powerful enough. Even the mysterious man can hide it from such a person with every move he makes. So how powerful must he have been back then?

What's more, his mood fluctuations were so slight that even Duanmu Fenlong couldn't detect them, but the mysterious man understood them as clearly as if he were watching fire.

After turning his thoughts around, Su Twelve looked calm as usual, showing no flaws.