Aiming for the Immortal Path

"jingle……"

Along with a clear but extremely harsh ringtone, a violent demonic energy suddenly appeared.

The demonic energy rushed into Zong Lu's body, instantly dissipating the raging sword energy in his body. Immediately, the bell came out of his hand, rose in the storm, and in the blink of an eye turned into a large translucent black bell, covering Zong Lu.

"Bang!"

With a strike of sword light, fine cracks suddenly appeared on the black bell, but it was only knocked away with Zong Lu instead of being completely shattered.

The moment it landed, the black bell changed back to its original appearance and flew back to Zong Lu's hand.

Zong Lu quickly got up from the ground, quickly took out the healing elixir, crushed it and pressed it on the wound. He didn't bother to argue with Zhao Mingyuan, but looked at the direction of the dragon soul with lingering fear on his face.

Not only him, but everyone present, paying full attention, could feel that an aura completely different from the dragon soul was brewing in the air.

Just the invisible aura stirred the sky and made all the monks present feel uneasy.

A few short breaths seemed like the next day to everyone. .??.??

The dragon opened his mouth for the third time, and what appeared this time was not the light of a sword, but a graceful, cold and arrogant figure, as charming as an ice palace fairy.

Standing in the air, Shen Miaoyin's eyes were cold, and her powerful cultivation instantly enveloped the entire Shili Gallery.

The realm of Dzogchen cultivation in the golden elixir stage, coupled with the ability to absorb an inherited stone statue. Just from her aura, everyone present could clearly sense that her strength had surpassed the two most powerful demon cultivators, Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu.

"Brother Qi, I thought that your strength and my strength were already at the top of the Golden Core stage. I didn't expect... this person could actually improve our strength to such an extent!"

"After all, it is the inheritance of the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. If time is not too hasty, only one statue can help her successfully overcome the tribulation and enter the Nascent Soul stage."

"Even so, with her current strength, she can only compete with those half-step Nascent Soul masters who failed to overcome the tribulation back then, so she is not necessarily unsure? In addition, the exercises she has practiced have a restraining effect on you and me. It seems that it will be difficult to deal with this person today!”

"It doesn't matter! She has just made a breakthrough, and her cultivation realm is not yet stable. She will wait for the opportunity later, and if nothing can be done, she can only give up. Anyway, killing the three sects is a matter for the Great Zhao Dynasty and the Demonic Shadow Palace. We Just do your best.”

Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu quickly exchanged glances and said a few words, but they were already calculating in their minds.

"Damn it! I didn't expect that we were still one step away after all. If Na Su Twelve hadn't interfered and affected my mood, and the strength of the dragon soul body had not been affected, how would Shen Miaoyin have the chance to complete the inheritance and absorption?"

"My emperor's character is still not stable and ruthless enough!!!"

Zhao Mingyuan's eyes widened in anger, and in just a moment, he figured out the reason for Shen Miaoyin's comeback.

The dragon swallowed it together with the inheritance stone statue, and the two sides competed for the power of inheritance. But the result was obvious. Affected by his emotions, the strength of the dragon soul was greatly reduced, and naturally it could not compete with Shen Miaoyin.

And the initiator of all this...

Turning his head and glancing at Su Twelve on the ground, Zhao Mingyuan's eyes were full of murderous intent.

The hatred for killing his son and ruining his plans made him hate Su Twelve to the core. The anger in his heart was so raging that even the water from all over the world could not extinguish it.

At this moment, Zhao Mingyuan wished he could get rid of Su Twelve quickly!

But now that Shen Miaoyin is making a strong comeback, it is obvious that he will not be given this opportunity.

Taking a deep breath, he saw that Shen Miaoyin was busy stabilizing the atmosphere around her after coming out. Zhao Mingyuan suppressed the anger in his heart, and when

Even if he wants to try to communicate with the dragon soul, he plans to take the opportunity to take back his third-grade magic weapon and sword.

But just as the true energy moved, a bright sword light came into the corner of his eyes.

The aura emanating from Shen Miaoyin's body, which was suspended in the air, quickly calmed down and then converged. Then, Shen Miaoyin's Flying Sword Li Huoxuan Ice Sword appeared across the sky and hovered aside.

She flicked her fingers, quickly formed seals with her hands, and suddenly struck the dragon soul next to her with a palm.

The next second, the dragon soul trembled violently.

But in the blink of an eye, the dragon soul suddenly turned into a thick cloud. The clouds and mist surged straight towards the Lihuo Xuan Ice Sword and sank into Shen Miaoyin's Lihuo Xuan Ice Sword at an astonishing speed.

Very soon, the clouds and mist disappeared, and the Lihuo Xuan Ice Sword emitted a bright light, as bright as the sun, and dazzling. The sword intent radiated reached a terrifying level, causing all the monks' swords present to tremble slightly.

Next to the Lihuo Xuanbing Sword, a dark blue long sword was separated from the dragon soul and hovered in the air. It is Zhao Mingyuan's own flying sword, the third-grade magic weapon Black Dragon Sword.

Without the possession of the dragon soul, the dark blue sword's spirituality was greatly reduced, but it was a third-grade magic weapon after all, and it still looked amazing. The sword body exudes a sharp cold light, and there is a faint trace of blood in it, which is the trace of Zhao Mingyuan's painstaking efforts to identify the master's magic weapon.

"What a Shen Miaoyin! How dare you deprive me of the dragon soul? This emperor has recorded this debt!!! Black Dragon Sword, come back!!!"

Seeing the dragon soul being peeled off by Shen Miaoyin in the blink of an eye, Zhao Mingyuan's eyes widened with anger ready to burst out.

Feeling the black dragon sword that was connected to his blood, Zhao Mingyuan had a dark face and tried his best to communicate with the flying sword before taking it back. Without the dragon soul, the loss has been heavy. The Black Dragon Sword is a third-grade magic weapon and cannot be missed.

But the black dragon sword just moved.

\u003e "Since Lord Zhao Long has sent such a sword, how can Shen Miaoyin not accept it with joy!"

Shen Miaoyin's cold eyes were as cold as ice, and her cold voice sounded.

With a wave of his sleeves, another burst of true energy fell on the dark blue sword body. The true essence contained the fierce sword intent, and in just a moment, the blood was wiped out, and the long sword was also pocketed.

At the same time, Zhao Mingyuan's body trembled slightly, his aura fluctuated, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth. Not only because of the backlash caused by having his blood wiped out when he recognized his master's magic weapon, but also because of his anger.

The dragon soul was found at great cost, and its value was not at all inferior to the third-grade magic weapon, the Black Dragon Sword.

But now, the third-grade magic weapon Black Dragon Sword has become the opponent's possession, and the dragon soul has also been absorbed by the opponent's flying sword! There is nothing better than making wedding clothes for others!

The nails of his hands were firmly embedded in the flesh, and anger was no longer enough to describe his mood at this moment.

"Okay! Okay! Your courage really impresses me!"

"But what will happen even if your cultivation level improves and breaks through? Even if I can't kill you today, I will kill the monks of the three sects!!"

Zhao Mingyuan had a cold face and said "good" three times in a row, with a cruel and vicious look in his eyes.

Thoughts were intertwined in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became. To be able to become an emperor, he is top notch in both scheming and strength. But today, it was clear that the situation was bound to win, but it suffered setbacks one after another, and it could even be said that the losses were extremely heavy!

"Let the three sect monks lose their lives? Master Zhao Long really thinks that at this moment, you can still stop me and others?"

Shen Miaoyin spoke indifferently, and the fog around her body reappeared, covering her figure.

At the same time, Xuan Binglihuo Sword suddenly transformed into countless sword energies, surrounding the monks from the three sects, and even held up Xiao Muzi and Zen Master Shanfa who were seriously injured and unconscious on the ground.