Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Boom!"

As the bodies of several people swayed violently, a loud bang came from behind them.

The illusion array used to cover the oasis outside the sect's residence and to defend against sandstorms and even monster attacks to a certain extent collapsed in an instant.

The next moment, a large, lush and green desert oasis appeared in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The strong wind swept through with hundreds of miles of wild sand.

In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​the oasis was buried.

Also buried in the sand were countless mortals in fear and panic, as well as the villages, towns and cities built by mortals.

For a time, countless mortals were buried in the wind and sand, and almost died.

There were also many mortals who were directly torn apart by the terrifying pressure contained in the wind, turning into blood mist and merging into the endless yellow sand.

Deep in the oasis, the protective formation of the ancient immortal sect's residence was operating spontaneously.

But in the Taoist temple, there are constantly cultivators of different levels of cultivation, roaring out, rushing towards the wild sand that submerged the oasis.

Most of the disciples in the Ancient Immortal Sect came from the world of mortals in the oasis and embarked on the road of cultivation.

They have the same feelings towards the sect and the mortal world in the oasis.

However, being in the Taoist temple, it is still better to be protected by the sect's protective formation.

But rushing out of the Taoist temple, you will face the yellow sand all over the sky and the supreme pressure of the distraction stage.

Before you rush out too far, one figure after another falls into the yellow sand like dumplings.

Some people tremble all over, unable to move at all under the huge pressure.

Some people even had their heart meridians shattered on the spot, their skills dissipated, and their vitality also quickly passed away...

Such a cruel scene also made more monks who wanted to leave the sect's residence together and try to save people stop.

One by one, they looked at the scene outside the formation with anxious eyes.

Watching the homes where they used to live were destroyed and the people in their hometown died, it made everyone feel heartbroken.

But leaving the sect protection formation would not help at all, and they would just die the same way.

Fear, despair, anger, all kinds of emotions lingered among all the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect.

No matter how high the realm of cultivation is, they are all ants in front of the existence of the Spirit Severing Stage.

That day.

In the wind and sand shrouded in darkness, countless lives died in an instant.

The strong smell of blood filled the area, which was a smell that could not be blown away by the strong wind and buried by the wind and sand.

In other words, the endless yellow sand was dyed into large patches of blood red.

In the sandstorm, Lin Hezhou and his companions were shaking violently.

Blood and energy were surging around them, and their true energy was fluctuating violently.

This time, their bodies were shaking no longer because of the strong wind and the pressure of the Spirit Severing Stage.

Despite the damage to their bodies and the loss of their true energy, they stabilized their bodies one after another.

At this moment, their bodies were shaking completely because of their anger.

Biyunxuan and his companions came with them, and they were ready to fight and die.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived, they started to kill thousands of mortals living in the oasis.

Mortals are fragile, but they are the foundation of the world of immortal cultivation!

Guarding, or fighting between cultivators, not actively harming mortals, this is not only the consensus of the world of immortal cultivation on the Azure Star.

It is also the consensus of the holy land of immortal cultivation and even the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Therefore, several people still hold a glimmer of hope in their hearts, even if they know it is slim.

At least, even if they die, these mortals still have hope of not being hurt.

But now, this slim hope is undoubtedly completely shattered.

"Damn it! You damn evil cultivators, they are all mortals!"

In the crowd, the second senior brother with sword eyebrows and star eyes had his hair crown blown away, and his long hair fluttered behind him with the wind.

His bloodshot eyes and hoarse voice showed his boundless anger.

"Mortals? They are just a group of ants! In this world where the weak are the prey of the strong, without strength, death is destined to be their best destination!"

On the deck of the flying boat, the leading Taoist Lu Feng stood proudly.

As the voice sounded, he took a step forward, left the flying boat, and walked steadily in the yellow sand.

The howling wind had no effect on him at all.

Even... he couldn't blow his clothes and hair.

His eyes were indifferent and full of coldness, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth were even more disdainful.

He had no feelings for the thousands of lives that died in the wind and sand.

"Don't say that I am heartless and will not give you a chance to live."

"Now... I will give you a chance to live!"

"Who can tell me who broke my evil weapon, or the whereabouts of Su Twelve? I can ensure that he leaves here safely!"

Taoist Lu Feng continued to speak. Although his voice was not loud, it was very penetrating. It directly suppressed the howling storm and clearly reached the ears of the people present and even all the cultivators in the distance.

Lin Hezhou and his companions all had their eyes wide open. Apart from anger, they had no other emotions at all.

Most of the people in the Ancient Immortal Sect, who were protected by the great formation of the sect, were also gritting their teeth.

Only a very small number of cultivators had their eyes flickering, with unwillingness and a desire to live.

It was a pity that Su Twelve came under the pseudonym of 'Tianshan Taoist' and only interacted with Lin Hezhou and his companions from beginning to end.

Even if the others had other thoughts, they didn't know the details at all.

There was a moment of silence, and no one in the room showed any signs of answering.

Taoist Lu Feng's face froze, and his sharp eyes fell on Lin Hezhou and the others again.

"Master Lin, aren't you going to say anything?"

"You should know the purpose of this trip for me and all the fellow Taoists. If your answer satisfies me, I will be very happy and may let you go?"

The cultivation level of the people in the Ancient Immortal Sect is not very high. He can figure out that he doesn't know the person who destroyed his evil soldiers and the whereabouts of Su Twelve.

But he believes that Lin Hezhou and the others in front of him must know a lot.

As for Su Twelve at this time, he knew that if the formation could be successfully arranged, there would still be a glimmer of hope.

But if it could not be arranged, it would be impossible for him to stop so many distraction cultivators by himself.

Therefore, even if he was extremely angry about the killing of the evil cultivators, he could only suppress his anger.

Only Su Twelve had enough experience and was not without emotions, but he never let emotions control his reason.

At this moment, his figure was submerged in the weak fluctuations of the formation, and he tried his best to speed up the formation.

And this kind of spatial fluctuation is on the other side of the ancient immortal gate station, and the sandstorm is raging in the field.

As long as he does not show up, no one will notice his existence in a short time.

"Let go of the people of the ancient immortal gate? Do you think your words are really credible?"

Lin Hezhou sneered disdainfully, clenched his fists, and the veins on his forearms bulged.

Countless mortals and disciples of the ancient immortal gate died tragically in front of him, making his heart bleed.