Aiming for the Immortal Path

The moment the teleportation array appeared, there were waves in the surrounding space.

The astonishing spatial fluctuations made it clear to everyone that only such a teleportation array could bring everyone back to Muyun Prefecture safely.

In the blink of an eye, figures quickly jumped onto the teleportation array. As long as they can successfully return to Muyun State, no one cares what kind of energy the teleportation array is driven by.

However, at the moment when the figure fell, the Demonic Shadow Palace and the Great Zhao Dynasty gathered separately, and the situation became confrontation again.

"Hmph! It seems... there is a traitor among us. Zhao Mingyuan, Brother Zhao, now... what else do you have to say?"

Zong Lu snorted coldly and took the lead in attacking, with dissatisfaction in his words and a sharp gaze directed at Zhao Mingyuan.

"I have nothing to say. The disappearance of the monks of the three sects is definitely not the fault of the Zhao Dynasty!" Zhao Mingyuan had a gloomy face and his eyes fell on Ning Yuanqi.

"Oh? You mean this is what I did? From the beginning to the end, I and my wife never left everyone's sight!" Ning Yuanqi spoke, exuding a violent aura. He was very dissatisfied with being falsely accused and suspected.

But the next second, Zong Lu's eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and when he spoke again, everyone was stunned.

"No one admits it? Okay, great!"

"It doesn't matter! No matter who is behind the scenes, everyone has never left. This means that the monks from the three sects must still be in this secret realm of Tianyan."

"In this case, I will let them stay here forever. No one can get the treasures on these people!!!"

Zong Lu squinted his eyes and shouted. At the same time, the true energy in his body surged like a river.

"Fellow Daoist Zonglu... are you trying to destroy the teleportation array here?" Zhao Mingyuan's thick eyebrows trembled and he spoke immediately.

While speaking, a pair of tiger eyes looked at Zong Lu without blinking, as if he wanted to see something on the other person's face.

Su Twelve and Shen Miaoyin possess the most precious treasures. Can the Demonic Shadow Palace really abandon them like this?

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't believe it.

"Destroy the teleportation array? I do have the intention, but the origin of the teleportation array is extraordinary. I'm afraid my intentions are powerless."

"Besides, we are going to use this formation to return to Muyun State, and Muyun State's formation must have masters from the Huanxing Sect in charge."

Zong Lu curled his lips and said quickly.

"Since it's not about destroying the teleportation array here, then... what will fellow Taoist Zong Lu do?" Zhao Mingyuan looked puzzled.

Not only Zhao Mingyuan, but also Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu looked confused.

Lin Wuyou looked thoughtful, and a flash of worry quickly flashed in his eyes.

Didn't show up? Could it be that... the teleportation array was affected by the fourth-level formation, and something went wrong in the middle? !

It's rare for Zong Lu to swear so confidently, it seems he has other tricks!

A hidden worry flashed through his heart, and Lin Wuyou squinted his eyes without showing any emotion.

"Of course, seal this place!"

Zong Lu stood proudly. After saying this, he took off the magic bell from his waist with a pained look on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he threw it into the air.

Under his urging, all the true energy in his body was absorbed into the magic bell in the air in just a blink of an eye.

"jingle……"

Infused with the majestic true energy, a clear, harsh, and disturbing bell sounded.

Under the gaze of everyone, the bells swelled in the storm.

Between heaven and earth, endless demonic energy swarmed in as if summoned.

In the blink of an eye, dark clouds enveloped the sky where everyone was. cloud

In the middle of the layer, the demonic energy surrounds it and forms a huge whirlwind that rotates rapidly. The whirlwind rotates, absorbing more demonic energy, and becomes even larger as a result. Just a quarter of an hour later, the whirlwind rotated, causing airflow fluctuations that had spread thousands of miles away.

All demonic energy and creatures within a thousand miles radius are under the control of the whirlwind. Under the rotation of the whirlwind, all living creatures, whether they were little devils or shaking their heads, were directly torn apart, and bursts of amazing energy erupted.

The terrifying aura made everyone present feel frightened.

Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu's pupils shrank and they quickly looked at each other.

"Brother Qi, this magic weapon is indeed unusual. It actually contains such terrifying power. Fortunately, you and I didn't fight with him before! Otherwise, if we were not careful, I am afraid that both you and I would be controlled by this magic weapon. But now Now that this magic weapon has been used, this person no longer has the means to restrain you and me, shall we..."

"It doesn't matter! The first thing right now is to find the Demon Lord. Just continue with the agreement with him!"

The two of them communicated quickly through voice transmission, and at the same time, a look that was indeed the case flashed in their eyes.

Soon, a steady stream of demonic energy turned into pure magic power, gathering into a translucent giant bell of thousands of feet. The body of the clock has countless black veins flowing and intertwining, exuding an evil aura.

Zhao Mingyuan frowned and secretly tested the true essence. The moment the true essence touched the giant bell, he felt the blood and blood in his body surge.

What a weird magic weapon. It was just a weak test of true energy, but it swallowed up one percent of my true energy and blood in an instant. Such a method is simply unheard of. I am afraid that even a giant in the Nascent Soul stage will be helpless in the face of this move!

Zhao Mingyuan was secretly frightened, his eyes fell on Zong Lu, and then he teased.

"Fellow Zonglu really has a lot of cards, but...if such a method had been used earlier, it would not have allowed the three monks to escape."

Zong Lu looked at the disappearing magic weapon, the pain on his face lingering for a long time. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Humph! I would like to use this trick sooner."

"It's just that once this move is used, it will be a trivial matter to damage my magic weapon. If this teleportation array wants to absorb enough magic energy, I'm afraid it will be far away!"

"Once this magic weapon, the most powerful final move, is activated, it will no longer be under my control! In the next hundred years, it will continue to swallow up the demonic energy within a thousand miles."

"With this magic clock blockade, as long as the monks from the three sects are still in the Tianyan Secret Realm, they will never be able to return to Muyun State alive within a hundred years. Without further ado, we must leave as soon as possible, otherwise all the spiritual sources absorbed by the teleportation array will be lost. It’s hard to support our return!”

Zong Lu spoke quickly, and at the end he even urged him.

The moment the words fell, the formation masters belonging to the Demonic Shadow Palace took out one after another medium-grade spiritual stones and carefully performed the formation techniques.

Zhao Mingyuan's pupils shrank when he heard the sound, and he immediately noticed that the teleportation formation where everyone was in was indeed beginning to show signs of spiritual energy pouring out. He knew immediately that what Zong Lu said was true.

But he knew better that Zong Lu's purpose was not just that.

With a glance, the three formation masters of the Great Zhao Dynasty not only failed to provide any help, but instead used the Disturbing Technique to interrupt the formation masters of the Demon Shadow Palace from casting spells.

"Huh? Brother Zhao, what do you mean?" Zong Lu frowned, showing displeasure.

Zhao Mingyuan snorted coldly, "Humph! Fellow Taoist Zonglu is really very calculating!"

This old fox is indeed treacherous! Zong Lu's thoughts were turning secretly. He knew what Zhao Mingyuan was referring to, but he pretended not to know on his face, "A plan? What plan?"

Zhao Mingyuan continued with a straight face: "With this magic clock guarding us, within a hundred years, the monks of the three sects will not be able to get out, and no one else will be able to get in. But..." At the moment the teleportation array appeared, layers suddenly formed in the surrounding space. Layers of waves.

The astonishing spatial fluctuations made it clear to everyone that only such a teleportation array could bring everyone back to Muyun Prefecture safely.

In the blink of an eye, figures quickly jumped onto the teleportation array. As long as they can successfully return to Muyun State, no one cares what kind of energy the teleportation array is driven by.

However, at the moment when the figure fell, the Demonic Shadow Palace and the Great Zhao Dynasty gathered separately, and the situation became confrontation again.

"Hmph! It seems... there is a traitor among us. Zhao Mingyuan, Brother Zhao, now... what else do you have to say?"

Zong Lu snorted coldly and took the lead in attacking, with dissatisfaction in his words and a sharp gaze directed at Zhao Mingyuan.

"I have nothing to say. The disappearance of the monks of the three sects is definitely not the fault of the Zhao Dynasty!" Zhao Mingyuan had a gloomy face and his eyes fell on Ning Yuanqi.

"Oh? You mean this is what I did? From the beginning to the end, I and my wife never left everyone's sight!" Ning Yuanqi spoke, exuding a violent aura. He was very dissatisfied with being falsely accused and suspected.

But the next second, Zong Lu's eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and when he spoke again, everyone was stunned.

"No one admits it? Okay, great!"

"It doesn't matter! No matter who is behind the scenes, everyone has never left. This means that the monks from the three sects must still be in this secret realm of Tianyan."

"In this case, I will let them stay here forever. No one can get the treasures on these people!!!"

Zong Lu squinted his eyes and shouted. At the same time, the true energy in his body surged like a river.

"Fellow Daoist Zonglu... are you trying to destroy the teleportation array here?" Zhao Mingyuan's thick eyebrows trembled and he spoke immediately.

While speaking, a pair of tiger eyes looked at Zong Lu without blinking, as if he wanted to see something on the other person's face.

Su Twelve and Shen Miaoyin possess the most precious treasures. Can the Demonic Shadow Palace really abandon them like this?

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't believe it.

"Destroy the teleportation array? I do have the intention, but the origin of the teleportation array is extraordinary. I'm afraid my intentions are weak."

"Besides, we are going to use this formation to return to Muyun State, and the Muyun State formation must have masters from the Huanxing Sect in charge."

Zong Lu curled his lips and said quickly.

"Since it's not about destroying the teleportation array here, then... what is fellow Taoist Zong Lu going to do?" Zhao Mingyuan looked puzzled.

Not only Zhao Mingyuan, but also Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu looked confused.

Lin Wuyou looked thoughtful, and a flash of worry quickly flashed in his eyes.

Didn't show up? Could it be that... the teleportation array was affected by the fourth-level formation, and something went wrong in the middle? !

It's rare for Zong Lu to swear so confidently, it seems he has other tricks!

A hidden worry flashed through his heart, and Lin Wuyou squinted his eyes without showing any emotion.

"Of course, seal this place!"

Zong Lu stood proudly. After saying this, he took off the magic bell from his waist with a pained expression. After hesitating for a moment, he threw it into the air.

Under his urging, all the true energy in his body was contained within the magic bell in the air in just a blink of an eye.

"jingle……"

Infused with the majestic true energy, a clear, harsh, and disturbing bell sounded.

Under the gaze of everyone, the bells swelled in the storm.

Between heaven and earth, endless demonic energy swarmed in as if summoned.

In the blink of an eye, dark clouds enveloped the sky where everyone was. cloud

In the middle of the layer, the demonic energy surrounds it and forms a huge whirlwind that rotates rapidly. The whirlwind rotates, absorbing more demonic energy, and becomes even larger as a result. Just a quarter of an hour later, the whirlwind rotated, causing airflow fluctuations that had spread thousands of miles away.

All demonic energy and creatures within a thousand miles radius are under the control of the whirlwind. Under the rotation of the whirlwind, all living creatures, whether they were little devils or shaking their heads, were directly torn apart, and bursts of amazing energy erupted.

The terrifying aura made everyone present feel frightened.

Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu's pupils shrank and they quickly looked at each other.

"Brother Qi, this magic weapon is indeed unusual. It actually contains such terrifying power. Fortunately, you and I didn't fight with him before! Otherwise, if we were not careful, I am afraid that both you and I would be controlled by this magic weapon. But now Now that this magic weapon has been used, this person no longer has the means to restrain you and me, shall we..."

"It doesn't matter! The first thing right now is to find the Demon Lord. Just continue with the agreement with him!"

The two of them communicated quickly through voice transmission, and at the same time, a look that was indeed the case flashed in their eyes.

Soon, a steady stream of demonic energy turned into pure magic power, gathering into a translucent giant bell of thousands of feet. The body of the clock has countless black veins flowing and intertwining, exuding an evil aura.

Zhao Mingyuan frowned and secretly tested the true essence. The moment the true essence touched the giant bell, he felt the blood and blood in his body surge.

What a weird magic weapon. It was just a weak test of true energy, but it swallowed up one percent of my true energy and blood in an instant. Such a method is simply unheard of. I am afraid that even a giant in the Nascent Soul stage will be helpless in the face of this move!

Zhao Mingyuan was secretly frightened, his eyes fell on Zong Lu, and then he teased.

"Fellow Zonglu really has a lot of cards, but...if such a method had been used earlier, it would not have allowed the three monks to escape."

Zong Lu looked at the disappearing magic weapon, the pain on his face lingering for a long time. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Huh! I want to use this trick sooner."

"It's just that once this move is used, it will be a trivial matter to damage my magic weapon. If this teleportation array wants to absorb enough magic energy, I'm afraid it will be a long way off!"

"Once this magic weapon, the most powerful final move, is activated, it will no longer be under my control! In the next hundred years, it will continue to swallow up the demonic energy thousands of miles around."

"With this magic clock blockade, as long as the monks from the three sects are still in the Tianyan Secret Realm, they will never be able to return to Muyun State alive within a hundred years. Without further ado, we must leave as soon as possible, otherwise all the spiritual sources absorbed by the teleportation array will be lost. It’s hard to support our return!”

Zong Lu spoke quickly, and at the end he even urged him.

The moment the words fell, the formation masters belonging to the Demonic Shadow Palace took out one after another medium-grade spiritual stones and carefully performed the formation techniques.

Zhao Mingyuan's pupils shrank when he heard the sound, and he immediately noticed that the teleportation formation where everyone was in was indeed beginning to show signs of spiritual energy pouring out. He knew immediately that what Zong Lu said was true.

But he knew better that Zong Lu's purpose was not just that.

With a glance, the three formation masters of the Great Zhao Dynasty not only failed to provide any help, but instead used the Disturbing Technique to interrupt the formation masters of the Shadow Palace from casting spells.

"Huh? Brother Zhao, what do you mean?" Zong Lu frowned, showing displeasure.

Zhao Mingyuan snorted coldly, "Humph! Fellow Taoist Zonglu is really very calculating!"

This old fox is indeed treacherous! Zong Lu's thoughts were turning secretly. He knew what Zhao Mingyuan was referring to, but he pretended not to know on his face, "A plan? What plan?"

Zhao Mingyuan continued with a straight face: "With this magic clock guarding it, within a hundred years, the monks of the three sects will not be able to get out, and no one else will be able to get in. But..."