Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Buzz!"

As the Buddha's palm met the protective aura in front, a buzzing sound resounded in all directions, causing the entire formation space to tremble slightly.

On top of the body-protecting Gang Qi, the terrifying sword Qi burst out instantly, like the confluence of hundreds of rivers, all rushing towards the Buddha's palm transformed from the Great Brahma's Holy Palm.

However, the Buddha's palm at this time looks simple and plain, comparable to the full-strength strike of the Mystical Dharma Tathagata in the Tribulation Period, but the power in it is also as vast as an abyss.

Despite the impact of the sword energy, it was not affected at all and only continued to move forward slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the body-protecting aura passed through, and it just moved forward slowly, heading straight for the two spiritual objects above the head of the immortal's remains in front.

Just as the Buddha's palm approached the spiritual mist where the spiritual object was, the flying sword trembled again in the hands of the immortal's remains.

In an instant, the sword light reappeared, and the brilliance was dazzling.

But this time, the Buddha's palm also emits bright Buddha light, two kinds of light, illuminating the entire formation space.

It was dazzling for everyone to see, but it was not as dazzling as before. Even with all their efforts, they could see it clearly.

But he saw that the sword light was sharp and its momentum was extremely shocking.

Wherever the sword light went, infinite sword energy intertwined, and the entire body-protecting aura suddenly became a world of swords.

The Wulun Sword Intent even expanded outwards, spreading to the entire formation space.

Wherever the sword intent went, everyone in the Immortal Tomb Formation space felt their hearts tighten and feel suffocated.

Among the crowd, the sword cultivators, mainly Xiao Wujian and Liu Hua, widened their eyes at this moment.

One by one, they concentrated their attention and carefully comprehended the meaning of the Wulun sword.

This...is the method of a true immortal!

Even though he has been dead for nearly ten thousand years, the flying sword in his hand can still emit such sword light.

It's not just a matter of the Feijian's grade, but also because over the long years, one's own sword intention has been integrated with the Feijian.

This kind of sword intention is not suitable for people like Xiao Wujian, Liu Hua... who are obsessed with swordsmanship.

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Monks are the best target for observation and learning.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light flew over and landed on the Buddha's palm close to the spiritual mist.

A sword passed through, and the Buddha's palm, which contained the surging Buddha's energy, was immediately split into two.

The broken Buddha's palm was further impacted by the sword energy, and the Buddha's energy dissipated at an alarming speed.

In a moment, nearly half of the Buddha's essence dissipated, but in the process, the broken Buddha's palm also closed up again and rushed into the spiritual mist.

Under the Buddha's light, the two lotus flowers hidden in the spiritual mist were also captured by the Buddha's element and put into the Buddha's palm.

At this moment, thousands of hair-thin roots can be seen on the Nine Yang Blood Lotus and the Nine Yin Soul Lotus, looming and connected to the remains of the immortal.

The moment the spiritual mist left, the roots broke off, and the spiritual power surged on them, and they began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for the Immortal Flying Sword, Su Twelve had no idea at all.

But even so, the flying sword in the hands of the immortal's remains began to vibrate again.

Seeing this scene, Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and the techniques in his hands changed again.

In an instant, the Buddha's palm accelerated, and almost as soon as the second sword light hit, it rushed out of the protective aura with two spiritual objects and rushed in front of Su Twelve.

He was attacked by two sword lights in succession, even with the power of a nearly full blow from the Mystical Dharma Tathagata in the Tribulation Stage.

No matter how unbearable the Buddha's palm was, it turned into ashes and dissipated in an instant.

Looking at the two spiritual objects hanging in front of him, their shapes still changing, Su Twelve did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

With a wave of his hand, the Jiuxiao Linglong Tower turned into light and flew out. It was spurred by the immortal energy to emit a Hao light, and then the two spiritual objects were immediately included in the small sky of the Jiuxiao Linglong Tower.

In the world between.

It was at the same time that Su Twelve put away the two spiritual objects.

The monks who had been watching from behind also made moves one after another at this moment.

"Huh? Is this the legendary Nine Nether Blood Lotus?"

"This kid is so dishonest that he got such help from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect!"

"So what, look at this situation, just by taking out the Nine Nether Blood Lotus, the power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect will be gone."

"That's right! This is the opportunity I've been waiting for!"

"Boy, leave the treasure behind!"

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Several voices sounded in succession, and nearly half of the monks in the field took action at this moment.

Each one of them had a fierce look in their eyes, and their true energy rushed straight towards Su Twelve.

Among the crowd, there were evil cultivators like Taoist Sister Shenwei, as well as so-called righteous cultivators from first- and second-class forces.

Having seen the power of the immortal's remains, the opponent would not dare to covet the flying sword in his hand.

But at this moment, the Nine Nether Blood Lotus is related to the Quicksand Land Semi-Immortal Artifact.

The opportunity of a truly semi-immortal weapon is hard to let go of.

"Everyone, this Nine Nether Blood Lotus already has an owner. No matter who it is, if they want to seize the treasure, they must first ask Xiao Wukian for the sword in his hand!"

"The sword has no eyes. If the body dies and the Tao disappears, don't blame Xiao Mou for not explaining it in advance!"

Everyone moved quickly, and Xiao Wukian's reaction was not slow either.

Shaking his body, Bullet Point appeared behind Su Twelve, facing the crowd, his sword intent rising rapidly.

A translucent flying sword in front of him rotated rapidly, the sword light split into two, and the two parts split into four. In the blink of an eye, thousands of sword lights criss-crossed.

The momentum is majestic, the energy is like waves, and the strength is like tidal waves.

The breath spreads, making

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The people who wanted to seize the treasure suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Many monks' eyes fell on Xiao Wukian, with fear in their eyes.

Not only because of Xiao Wujian's cultivation strength, but also because of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect behind Xiao Wujian.

But just when everyone was hesitating, Taoist Priest Shenwei groaned and walked to the front of the crowd.

"Hmph! The treasures of heaven and earth are always obtained by those who are capable! Xiao Wujian, you are only one person, do you really think you can stop so many of us?"

The Taoist nun Shenwei exuded a cold evil aura all over her body. Before she finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved it, and her unique magic weapon, the Nine Nether Ink Book, stretched out in front of her.

With a finger pointing out, the field immediately became turbulent, and the rolling evil aura condensed in the air into chains emitting dim light.

The chains swayed and swayed, forming a majestic and vast momentum, directly forcing the thousands of sword energies in front of them to retreat dozens of feet away.

Before both sides made their strong moves, they had already formed a corner in the field.

For a moment, the true essence of both sides fluctuated violently, and they directly started a power confrontation on the spot.

The cultivators who were originally afraid of Xiao Wujian saw this scene, and their eyes turned cold and they gathered their momentum again.

Although they were afraid of death when they reached the realm of the Spirit Severing Stage, they also had their own means of saving their lives.

Involving a semi-immortal treasure, even if it is a risk, it is definitely worth it.

Some cultivators looked past Xiao Wujian and locked onto the figure of Su Twelve behind him.

Before Su Twelve could make any further moves, a middle-aged cultivator in the Spiritual Dispersion Stage waved his hand, and a long halberd appeared in the air.

As the long halberd passed, a dragon's phantom loomed on it, baring its fangs and claws and emitting a terrifying aura, flying straight towards Su Twelve.

It was obvious that he had made up his mind to take advantage of the battle between Xiao Wujian and Taoist Nun Shenwei's true essence to take the lead and capture Su Twelve.