Aiming for the Immortal Path

Such a scene also made the baby-faced female cultivator, who was originally depressed, suddenly feel much better.

Seeing this in his eyes, Su Twelve stood quietly aside, his expression not changing at all from the beginning to the end.

Whether the treasures chosen by these people are good or bad has nothing to do with him.

What he was doing at the moment was just analyzing the formations on the stone table based on the opponent's selection experience, and silently pondering the magic weapon he wanted.

It is true that the quality of a treasure cannot be judged by looking at it.

However, Su Twelve was keenly aware that magic weapons of different grades and containing different intensities of spirituality would have slightly different powers of formation light shields.

Li Piaoyue, who was the first to take action, was definitely one of the best among the seven, if not the strongest.

Among them, although the first one was inexperienced, the formation mask he faced was obviously tougher.

"Well...I think it's not just me. Others must have noticed this."

"But the magic mask is obviously a simultaneous formation. If we don't take action, we can't judge by waiting and seeing."

"Is it true... that there is no flaw at all?"

"It's just a pity that the Soul-Eating Rat is not here. Otherwise, with the Soul-Eating Rat's innate sense of treasures, it might be able to ignore these formations and isolations!"

Su Twelve's thoughts were turning secretly, and he calmly analyzed the situation in front of him.

And such a scene made the monk named Xu who finally came forward unconsciously become nervous.

"Junior Huanyan Realm Xu Yang, this is my token."

After handing over his identity token, Japanese and Indian male cultivator Xu Yang slowly stepped forward.

His eyes swept over each magic weapon on the stone table one by one. Every time he looked at it, a faint bright spot flashed across the sun mark between his eyebrows.

"Huh? His sun seal... is it also a kind of pupil technique?"

"He is activating the pupil technique at this moment. Could it be that he can see through the quality of the magic weapons under these formations? But... this person just now clearly has a crush on the golden bell of the first-grade magic weapon."

"also possible

, this method is not a pupil technique, but a method of close range sensing? "

Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and he remained calm, already having a guess in his mind.

Realizing that the monk surnamed Xu was likely to have the ability to discern treasures, he immediately focused his attention on the face of the male Sun Seal cultivator Xu Yang, paying attention to the subtle changes in his expression when he saw each magic weapon in the field.

In particular, there are four sword-type magic weapons among the few.

With the Thousand-Year Strike in Dantian unable to activate, what he lacks most now is a magical weapon.

The sword technique is the strongest among all the techniques he has practiced so far.

Soon, Xu Yang glanced at all the treasures in the room.

From the subtle changes in his expression, Su Twelve also locked onto two of the four sword-type magic weapons.

There is a sea blue fish-shaped flying sword that looks like a flying fish, and a light yellow, slightly wider seven-inch flying sword that is like Geng gold.

"This person's peripheral vision has stopped at these two flying swords many times. It seems... these two flying swords are probably the two best quality swords present."

"Sure enough, if we let these people choose first, there is a possibility that good things will be obtained first. But we can also take this opportunity to observe and obtain more information."

"Huh? That's..."

Just when Su Twelve was thinking secretly in his heart, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but look at the monk named Xu with a surprised expression.

In his sight, the monk surnamed Xu, who was caught in the hesitation and tangle of flying swords, suddenly seemed to have discovered something.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at another stone table with a whisk on it.

Under the light shield, a whisk with black handle and white silk lay quietly.

The whisk was covered with a layer of dust, and the handle was covered with fine cracks. Even the whisk threads were sparse and slightly messy.

Such an appearance cannot be said to be ordinary, but rather shabby.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a treasure, but more like a scrap used to make up for the damage.

But such a seemingly inconspicuous treasure attracted Xu Yang's attention, which surprised Su Twelve and made him pay more attention.

Looking at the whisk, Xu Yang looked confused at first, then surprised, and finally hesitant and hesitant.

Under everyone's gaze.

Sun Yin Xu Yang struggled for a cup of tea, then gritted his teeth and walked to the stone table where the fly whisk was.

The moment he walked up to him, the tangled look on his face disappeared, and he had obviously made up his mind.

"This fly whisk looks so broken, but it can make this person get entangled, and even give up the two flying sword magic weapons. Could it be that... the value of this thing is still higher than the two flying swords?"

"If he chooses this treasure, it will be a good thing for me. It just so happens... What I want during this trip is the flying sword magic weapon."

"No matter how good other magic weapons are, if they can't exert their own strength, they will just be like a boy throwing away money and giving away treasures to others!"

Su Twelve muttered silently in his heart, his face never showing the slightest expression.

Deep in the cave, Xu Yang stared closely at the fly whisk that was shrouded in the formation's light shield. The moment he made up his mind, the aura around him began to surge.

Squinting his eyes, feeling the powerful essence filling his body, Xu Yang decisively pinched his sword fingers and pressed harder against the formation mask on the table.

"Buzz!"

In the air, there was a faint sound of sword light piercing the air.

The amazing aura contained in Xu Yang's sword finger should not be underestimated.

He is also an eighth-grade golden elixir, but his incomparable skills and strength are even higher than those of Moon Seal female cultivator Li Piaoyue.

However, when this finger fell, the formation mask only trembled slightly, showing no sign of being broken.

"What?"

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br\u003e Not only Xu Yang, but also everyone present looked slightly changed and shocked when they saw this scene.

Including Su Twelve, no one expected that under such an offensive, the formation mask around the whisk would not be shattered.

And the next second, the eyes of everyone who reacted became extremely hot.

The formation mask behaves like this, which means that the grade and spirituality of the whisk under the mask will never be bad.

Feeling an astonishing counter-shock force coming from his fingertips, Xu Yang restrained his inner surprise and showed an ecstatic expression.

At this moment, a supreme and top treasure was waving to him.

"Break it... for me!"

There was a loud shout, Xu Yang's true energy was flowing again, and the sun mark between his eyebrows bloomed, causing the temperature in the cave to soar.

And the aura around him reached its peak in the blink of an eye.

Under the blessing of the true energy, the arm that turned into a sword seemed to turn into an incomparable long sword at this moment.

"Buzz buzz..."

The arm swings, and the terrifying sword light hits the formation light shield fiercely.

One sword!

Two swords!

After three sword blows, Xu Yang's aura became obviously chaotic.

And under these three consecutive attacks, it was finally difficult to hold on to the formation mask.

With a bang, the formation mask shattered in public and disappeared without a trace.

The whisk lay quietly on the table, motionless, but an incomparable spirituality filled the entire cave in an instant.

The extremely rich spirituality even far surpasses the 'Chunjiang Moonless Umbrella' in Li Piaoyue's hand!

"Hahaha... I finally picked a good treasure!"

What followed was Xu Yang's hearty laughter.

Loud laughter echoed, Xu Yang didn't waste any time, and then reached out hurriedly to take the fly whisk on the table.

But just when his palm was about to touch the fly whisk, a sudden change occurred.