Aiming for the Immortal Path

Um?

As soon as the doubtful thoughts arose, I saw that the celestial phenomena suddenly changed within a radius of a hundred miles.

Endless darkness spreads from the distance, swallowing up large areas of the sky.

The sky was clear just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with stars.

The stars shine brightly, especially the Big Dipper.

"Boom!"

Just when Baiyun Mountain landed, the pure and powerful impact caused the hundreds of miles of earth to tremble.

A powerful Tao Qi rose from the dust and mist on the top of Baiyun Mountain.

The powerful force goes straight to the sky, attracting the power of the stars in the sky.

Affected by this Tao Qi, the shining Big Dipper stars in the sky became brighter and even dazzling.

The power of the stars flows among the seven stars, clearly outlining the body and handle of the bucket.

Immediately afterwards, starlight fell all over the sky, and the power of the stars fell from the sky, condensing above Baiyun Mountain to form a half-virtual and half-real image covered in starlight.

Compared with the previous formation, this time the virtual image condensed by the Big Dipper formation changed from a hundred feet to just over three feet.

However, the size of the body was reduced, and the power and aura flowing within it was like the galloping of thousands of horses and the waves of a long river, which made everyone present feel frightened.

"Huh? It's the Big Dipper Formation unique to the true disciples of the Huanxing Sect! But the aura...how is it possible? The formation of the Golden Core cultivators can actually have the strength and aura comparable to the monks at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Hmph! It's naturally impossible for ordinary Jindan cultivators to do it. But... what if someone with a cultivation level of half a step to Nascent Soul participates?"

"Half-step Nascent Soul?"

"If I am not mistaken, there are seven people participating in the formation at the top of the mountain at this moment. At least five of them have half-step Nascent Soul cultivation and strength. And...each one of them is one of the best among them."

"Five half-step Nascent Soul cultivation helpers? Are you kidding me? Everyone within a hundred miles is covered by our spiritual consciousness. Even half-step Nascent Soul can never hide from us and come secretly."

"But if...it's not a living person

Woolen cloth? "

"Not a living person? What does the Dragon Lord mean by this?"

"Su Twelve has many methods, including... including driving puppets. In the past, the Tianyan Secret Realm and his party were accompanied by two powerful puppet bodies. After so many years, the aura of heaven and earth has become richer, and the heavenly materials have become stronger. It is not impossible for the Donghai Islands group to have more treasures and have more means."

"He is really a terrible guy, but with the Golden Core cultivation level, he has such a method. If he can successfully escape the calamity of Ningying, then... is it okay? No, this person must not be left here today!!!"

…

Voices echoed between the Nascent Soul stage monks from the Great Zhao Dynasty and the Demonic Shadow Palace. Each of them kept moving, but most of their attention was focused on Su Twelve.

The moment Su Twelve appeared, the focus of the two sect monks had already been on Su Twelve.

As they spoke, everyone's eyes showed murderous intent.

You Ruo grinned lightly and glanced at Zhao Mingyuan quickly, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, all the pressure now is on your dynasty!"

"It seems... Fairy Youruo has expected this move a long time ago! But... so what, if he uses the formation to accumulate energy and reaches the threshold of the early Nascent Soul stage, I'm afraid it is already his limit."

"The situation of one against two is just prolonging the pain of death."

Zhao Mingyuan smiled calmly, and his sharp eyes seemed to be confident.

Sun Wenyuan and Song Qingyang were not only Nascent Soul Stage monks, but also... mid-Nascent Soul Stage monks.

The strength of any one of them is far superior to the aura emanating from this virtual image.

"Yes, I am also curious about how many trump cards he has to save his own life."

You Ruo smiled softly, and after saying that, he opened his eyes with a sword.

The former opponent flew backwards, all his attention falling on Su Twelve.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, Sun Wenyuan and Song Qingyang fell down, and at this moment, they swallowed up the three-foot-long virtual image.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with sword light, and the bright light was like the sun rising in the dark night, blocking out the light of the stars.

In the virtual image, countless starlight powers escape.

The huge body condensed with the help of starlight power became obviously frivolous.

Although the virtual image has the strength that is infinitely close to that of the Yuanying stage monks, there is still a slight gap between it and the Yuanying stage.

Not to mention one against two, the gap is even more obvious. .??.

"No matter how many trump cards you have, you must die today!!!"

"Come and die!!!"

Sun Wenyuan and Song Qingyang were murderous.

Faced with the changes in front of him, he did not relax his vigilance at all. Instead, he forcibly raised his true energy and continued to accumulate moves, aiming to achieve success in one fell swoop and not give Su Twelve any chance to breathe.

The sword rain filled the sky, and a considerable part of it bypassed the virtual image and went straight to the top of the mountain.

However.

The moment the two of them finished speaking.

However, another streak of rainbow rose into the sky from the dust mist and disappeared into the dense and bright sword light.

The flowing rainbow submerged, and the virtual image, whose figure was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly had a huge long bow in its hand.

The virtual image's waist sank, holding a bow in one hand and pulling the string with the other.

In the blink of an eye, the long bow is full of strings.

On it, an ice-blue long arrow filled with astonishing cold air slowly emerged.

The power of the stars that had escaped from heaven and earth flowed backwards at this moment, and all of them were absorbed into the Zhulong's arrows.

Before the arrow was released, the cold air spread downwards and instantly froze the entire Baiyun Mountain.

Heavy snowflakes fell from the sky, covering a hundred miles in radius, turning into a world of ice and snow in the blink of an eye.

"What? How can this breath... be so terrifying!!!

"

"No, retreat quickly!"

Sun Wenyuan and Song Qingyang's expressions darkened, and they felt an astonishing chill rising from their hearts.

Although they didn't know why, the two reacted quickly.

Before he finished speaking, the two figures were already retreating rapidly at an alarming speed.

However, when his body moved, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.

"Evacuate? You just want to leave now, don't you think...it's too late?"

On the top of Baiyun Mountain, the true energy in Su Twelve's body was leaking out of Su Twelve's body at an astonishing speed.

The Five Elements Puppet's cultivation is definitely one of the best even at the half-step Nascent Soul realm.

Coupled with the deep foundation between himself and Lu Chenyuan, such a combination of power is certainly comparable to that of a monk in the early Nascent Soul stage. But for him, it is not easy to control it.

His body was trembling slightly, almost collapsing, which was enough to show that he was under considerable pressure at the moment.

But there was no movement on his face.

Pain does not exist for him, what is there is... just unyielding will and high fighting spirit.

Appearing directly, of course, relies on the Mountain-Moving Technique, but it is also a huge risk.

After all, if Xu Santong and the others could not hold on, he would not have a chance to make a move.

And for...this moment.

After all, I am not a real Nascent Soul Stage monk now. Only a sure blow to reduce the opponent's numbers can truly change the situation of today's battle.

Otherwise, once the Zhulong Arrow fails, it will be tantamount to declaring that the battle has been lost.

As soon as Su Twelve finished speaking, the astonishing chill that filled the four directions, together with the thousands of sword lights covering the huge virtual image, disappeared without a trace at the same time.

Only the virtual image is left holding a huge bow, maintaining the posture of drawing the bow and shooting arrows.

Still, like a statue.

At this moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rapidly flowing into the virtual image, restoring the huge power it has consumed.