Aiming for the Immortal Path

If the three sects are destroyed today, let Cheng Jingfeng or Zhao Jingfeng and others leave alive.

It's not hard to imagine what happens next.

Situ Zhen and Yan Donghai are dead. Once they leave, Cheng Jingfeng will definitely be able to successfully take over the Huanxing Sect and become the leader under Xi Longxuan, the sect leader.

Until then... just take some time and wait for an opportunity to deal with it, or force out the Nascent Soul stage giant of the Secret Pavilion. The Zhao Dynasty could easily capture the huge Huanxing Sect without spending a single soldier.

Thinking of this, Master Tianhong felt horrified.

"Haha! Well, as expected of the Zhao Dynasty, it's such a big deal!"

"Such a method really astounds me!"

"Old Tianhong, do you think you still have a chance given the current situation? Now... I can give you a chance to choose your own way of death."

Among the crowd in the Demon Shadow Palace, Zong Lu laughed loudly, his eyes fell on Master Tianhong, and he sneered again and again. Joking voices sounded at this moment.

But the corner of his eye fell on Zhao Mingyuan, and in his eyes was a deep fear of the Zhao Dynasty.

After all, he could quietly instigate so many golden elixirs against the Huanxing Sect without making a sound!

Both the cost of resources and the skill used are extraordinary.

The Demonic Shadow Palace is full of evil cultivators. Compared with the other three sects, the evil cultivators have unstable minds and are more loose and chaotic internally, so they may not have any secret stakes.

Upon hearing this, Master Tianhong's face darkened, and his expression became even more ugly.

He stared at Zong Lu from a distance and did not answer.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at the few remaining members of the Huanxing Sect, as well as the monks from the Jinchan Temple and the Wuji Sect, with a look full of guilt in his eyes.

"My fellow Taoists from both sects, I'm really sorry. The Huanxing Sect was unkind to others, which led to this change and put everyone in such danger."

Master Shanzai clasped his hands together and immediately said, "Amitabha, Shanzai, Shanzai! Tianhong Taoist Friend Wu

You need to blame yourself, no one could have predicted such a change. "

The loud and majestic voice has the effect of soothing and calming people.

"That's right! The most urgent task now is how to get out of the current predicament."

Su Twelve spoke immediately, his eyes once again sweeping back and forth across the entrance and exit of Shili Gallery, his eyes shining thoughtfully.

"Hmph! Get out of the current predicament? What a naive idea!"

"Don't say that I won't give you the opportunity to practice. Life is so precious."

"As long as you are willing to submit to the Great Zhao Dynasty, and let go of the sea of ​​consciousness and be planted by this emperor with the power of sending gods, you will be a member of the Great Zhao Dynasty from now on!"

"Life or death! It all depends on your thoughts!"

Zhao Mingyuan snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and took the opportunity to speak out.

As soon as these words came out, everyone else's expressions froze, and then everyone's expressions turned angry.

The art of sending gods is a means of controlling the life and death of others in the world of immortality. Being hit by the spell means that life and death will depend on the other person's thoughts from now on.

For a strong person in the Golden Core stage, this is undoubtedly a cruel and humiliating method.

But in this world, ants are still greedy for life. Compared with death, living has infinite possibilities.

Su Twelve glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed keenly that there were still a few monks with strange looks in their eyes.

He immediately snorted coldly and continued: "Hmph! Senior fellow Taoists, the Great Zhao Dynasty is extremely ambitious, and the fact that the Huanxing Sect has undergone such changes shows that they are very thoughtful!"

"If their conspiracy is allowed to succeed, the next people to suffer will be more Taoist friends from the three sects, your relatives and friends."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks present, regardless of

Whether the heart is fluttering or the mind is fluttering, everything calms down instantly.

It is true that cultivating immortality is a lonely road, but it is not absolute.

When people are alive, they have bonds, they have fellow practitioners, they have relatives and friends...

Cutting off love and desire, a great person in the Nascent Soul stage might be able to do it. However, there are quite a few monks in the Golden Core stage, and it is difficult to be ruthless once there is someone to interact with.

"What a good Su Twelve, he is as cunning as a fox and dares to ruin my emperor's plans. Today... your fate will be decided by me!" ??

Zhao Mingyuan stared at Su Twelve with anger in his eyes.

The voice sounded, and people approached Su Twelve step by step.

But before Zhao Mingyuan could get closer, Zen Master Shanfa, who had never spoken, suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Su Twelve.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is here, what does Master Zhao Long want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the breath around him calmed down.

It was obvious that he was still seriously injured just now, but at this moment, he was full of breath and returned to normal.

"Oh? What a good Zen master. The secret method of Buddhism is really miraculous."

"But how long can you maintain this state? One day? Half a day? One hour?"

Zhao Mingyuan steadied his body and cast a strong gaze on Zen Master Shanfa.

"Amitabha, it's enough to hold you all back and give everyone a glimmer of hope!"

Zen Master Shanfa clasped his hands together, his long blue hair fluttering in the wind, his calm face, his clear eyes, as calm as still water.

The Buddha's energy swelled all over his body, and his breath rose by another seven points.

"Fighting for a chance of survival? Ho ho! If this emperor's prediction is true, such a secret method will have serious side effects! Doing this will not save you, let alone others! But... it's just in vain!"

Zhao Mingyuan's pupils shrank, and he was obviously a little surprised by Zen Master Shanfa's change.

His expression became solemn, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

Su Twelve paid attention to Zhao Mingyuan, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

wrong!

This person seemed nervous, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes. He clearly looked confident.

Do you have absolute confidence in your own strength? Or... are there other arrangements in this Shili Gallery?

As soon as the thought flashed across his mind, Su Twelve looked around calmly, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.

"In vain?"

Zen Master Shanfa shook his head slightly, took a step forward, and rose into the air. Then he turned to look at Shen Miaoyin and Xiao Muzi.

"Elder Shen, Fellow Taoist Xiaomuzi, given the current situation, there is only one way to ensure everyone can leave safely! Then..."

Before Zen Master Shanfa could finish speaking, Xiao Muzi's voice rang out, "Don't worry! The moment he activates this sword, I will be enlightened."

Xiao Muzi's face was covered with blood-colored lines, and his eyes were fixed on the sword in the air, with only a trace of clarity remaining in his eyes.

In the mist, hearing the voice of Zen Master Shanfa, Shen Miaoyin frowned slightly, her eyes flashing with thought.

She didn't notice the change in Zhao Mingyuan's expression, but she instinctively felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, a sudden sound came into her ears, Shen Miaoyin's pretty eyebrows stretched, and her eyes swept over Su Twelve.

Then he spoke out: "Who in the world is immortal! Shen Miaoyin has never lacked the courage to sacrifice. Senior Brother Tianhong, Su Twelve, we will take action later. You two will leave together with the two fellow Taoists from the two sects."

Listening to Shen Miaoyin's voice, the auras around the three of them were rising continuously. There were only a few monks from the three sects left, and their expressions became tragic.

Everyone knows very well what the choices of the three people mean.

But it is clearer that doing so is the most correct choice!