Aiming for the Immortal Path

"not good!"

Su Twelve sighed secretly and immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Giggle...boy, provoking the Holy Spirit Cult will be your biggest mistake!"

"After seven days, you will pay for your actions."

The four people were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became dull.

Then, a series of emotionless and extremely weird-sounding sounds came from four people at the same time.

After saying this, the four of them fell to the ground.

The soul actually ignited spontaneously and dissipated between heaven and earth.

All that was left were four lifeless bodies.

"Oh my God, what is that? It looks so scary!!!"

"Damn it, it's over now!"

"Could it be...that there was really a disaster from heaven?"

"Look at this situation, the Holy Spirit Cult is going to take action here. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly!!!"

The next second, a series of voices sounded, and the crowd quickly became noisy.

Su Twelve looked up at the sky and saw countless blood-colored dark clouds rolling in over a hundred miles.

Blood clouds filled the air, revealing a strange and evil atmosphere. There seems to be some kind of terrible atmosphere brewing in it.

For a moment, everyone felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on their hearts, extremely depressed.

Many monks frowned tightly, and the rest of the mortals also felt flustered.

The next second, sword lights flashed across.

The foundation-building monks present stood up one after another with their swords in hand and walked away, intending to leave the area covered by the blood cloud.

But a few people left quickly and came back quickly.

It only took more than ten breaths before and after.

Several embarrassed figures flew back to the location of the crowd one after another. The auras around their bodies fluctuated, and those who ran fast were better, while some who came back slower, their arms, thighs, and even worse, half of their body's flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only the skeleton.

After landing, he was either dead or seriously injured.

This scene made other people's eyelids jump wildly.

The Qi Refining Stage monks who were planning to leave stopped one after another and looked at the Foundation Establishment Stage monks who had left and returned from a distance.

"Don't even think about leaving. The blood clouds cover the edge of the range and are shrouded by the bloody wind. It will tear away the flesh and devour the blood. I'm afraid that even a strong person in the Golden Core stage may not be able to break through and leave."

"Then what should we do? Do we have to wait for death?"

"Damn it...if I had known earlier, I shouldn't have offended the Holy Spirit Cult. Otherwise, I wouldn't have..."

"You can't say that. Judging from the situation just now, the Holy Spirit Cult is acting in an extreme way. Unless you are really willing to be deceived into believing in it, you will inevitably die."

"That's it...if this senior hadn't taken action in time, I'm afraid we would be a walking corpse by now. Now...we can only hope that this senior can break through this weird blood cloud."

…

As several foundation-building monks spoke one after another, the crowd became noisy again.

Someone quietly cast their gaze at Su Twelve, unable to hide the resentment in their eyes. However, knowing that Su Twelve had advanced cultivation and was a rare strong man in the Golden Core stage, no one dared to say anything wrong to his face.

There were also monks who reacted quickly, even flattering and flattering Su Twelve, and gave Su Twelve a flattering smile.

Su Twelve stared intently at the blood clouds in the sky, not even looking at everyone's good intentions.

After pondering for a moment, he flipped his palm, and a majestic force of true energy turned into a ten-foot-long sword light, rising into the sky.

The sword light pierced the air, and lightning was all over it, and it struck with a surging force.

The blood clouds in the sky were turbulent and surging, but showed no sign of dissipating.

What a weird formation! It seems...it is not easy to break through this formation.

Su Twelve thought secretly, originally wanting to help these mortals and monks leave this place.

However, after this attack, he realized that the formation was mainly trapped in the attack. If he wants to break through the formation and leave, even he can't do it easily.

It might be okay if you take one or two people away.

It is quite difficult to get the rest of the people to escape together!

"Senior, what... is going on?" Fu Caiwei looked up at Su Twelve and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Let's go do business first!"

After hearing Fu Caiwei's words, Su Twelve responded calmly.

Putting away the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, he raised his hand, and the true energy turned into several fireballs and landed on the bodies of the five Holy Spirit Cult members.

The fire ignited and the bodies of the five people were completely burned.

The five storage bags were collected by Su Twelve.

Taking Fu Caiwei's wrist, she stepped forward and came to Fu Nanxing, leading the two of them to continue walking towards the bamboo forest behind Donghuang Village.

Looking at Su Twelve's retreating back, several foundation-building monks gathered together in the crowd, looked at each other, and wanted to ask for help, but they didn't know where to start.

Lin Ran, who was wearing white clothes, looked up at the blood clouds above, gritted his teeth and took out a talisman with light blue light on his face.

When the talisman is activated, the air around it immediately fluctuates.

A dazzling light flashed, and Lin Ran's figure disappeared.

Seeing this scene, all the monks present could not help but look envious.

"Oh, as expected of a monk from the Huanxing Sect, he is really rich and powerful. He can even get this rare teleportation talisman."

"It's useless to be envious. The teleportation talisman is a priceless treasure."

"I know a set of combined attack techniques. Is there any fellow Taoist who is interested and willing to try it with me? Maybe I can break through the blood cloud above and leave this place."

…

After a brief period of envy, they did not dare to disturb Su Twelve. Everyone got together and started

Try to find a way out of the place shrouded in blood clouds.

Bamboo forest outside Donghuang Village.

Dozens of tombs are connected together, and the words written on the tablets all start with the surname Fu.

"Our ancestors settled here and spread their branches and leaves. For hundreds of years, we can only live a makeshift life."

"After people die, they are buried here. It is not as luxurious as the ancestral tomb in Huanxing Langyue Pavilion, but it can be considered a resting place!"

Following Su Twelve, Fu Nanxing and Fu Caiwei made a brief introduction.

"Life is like a white horse passing by. After death, it is nothing more than a pile of loess. Although this place is still far away from Cangyue City, it is still a good place."

"Since all the next generations will be born here and buried here, letting Senior Brother Fu be buried here is considered as a fallen leaf returning to its roots."

Su Twelve nodded and said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and a burst of true energy surged out.

The true energy drove the flying swords to streak through the air one after another.

In just a moment, a simple tomb was opened in the bamboo forest.

Put Fu Boren's body and relics into a mahogany coffin, and bury the coffin.

Finally, Su Twelve stretched out two fingers and urged his true energy to carve Fu Boren's name on the tombstone, as well as the names of the monument erectors, grandsons Fu Nanxing and Fu Caiwei.

As for himself, considering that he has been targeted by the Demonic Shadow Palace, he did not leave his name.

After everything was taken care of, Su Twelve bowed four times in front of Fu Boren's grave. Immediately afterwards, he took out two storage bags and handed them to Fu Nanxing and Fu Caiwei respectively.

"Nan Xing, Cai Wei, here are some cultivation resources. As long as you two practice hard, it will be enough for you to reach the peak of the late foundation building period."

"As for whether you can condense the golden elixir in the future and strive for a higher realm, it all depends on your personal opportunities."

"Senior...are you leaving?" Fu Nanxing saw Su Twelve's intentions and spoke quickly.