Aiming for the Immortal Path

"This...is this the third-level top-notch puppet?!!!"

Tan Fengchen reacted immediately after his breathing stagnated.

Then, with a look of horror on his face, he waved the formation flag in his hand decisively without thinking, and began to change formations.

With the help of the formation, he was somewhat sure of dealing with Su Twelve alone.

But now, there is an extra puppet with a golden elixir level cultivation level. How can this be fun? ??

At this moment, Tan Fengchen was in a state of confusion, with countless question marks in his mind.

Where did this level three top quality puppet come from?

Why didn't Youruo notice the existence of this puppet just now?

Or is it that Youruo's purpose was to send him to death and then use the formation to trap Su Twelve?

…

The messy thoughts flickered alternately.

In just a moment, Tan Fengchen's mind returned to calm, with only one thought left: escape!

He didn't care about urging the formation anymore. He walked with his sword and relied on his familiarity with the formation to break away from the formation and escape.

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

The puppet's face was stiff and its mouth and throat were unresponsive, but sounds came out.

The Tai'a Seven-Star Sword's brilliance surged, and in the blink of an eye, the seven swords merged into one, and then added the three shocking swords, the move of the Heavenly Sword.

A flash of surprise, like a shooting star breaking through the sky.

The same moves and techniques, when activated by the golden elixir stage puppet, have completely different effects from those performed by Su Twelve in the foundation building stage.

The dim formation suddenly became bright with the passing of a sword.

This... is the most powerful sword that connects the Huangquan Road.

Wherever the sword light touched, the gloomy evil energy from all directions dispersed crazily, unable to withstand this awe-inspiring sword.

Tan Fengchen, on the other hand, was rising with his sword one second, and the next he was standing still, dumbfounded.

It's not that I don't want to escape or hide, but... there is nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

Tan Fengchen's face was full of reluctance, and in his mind, the past life quickly appeared and passed through his mind like a fleeting horse.

If the sword passes, the person dies!

Without Tan Fengchen's control, the formation

The power is greatly reduced.

Su Twelve controlled the puppet and continued to attack the formation.

Since he obtained Shen Miaoyin's formation notes, he not only studied them assiduously, but also experienced many life and death crises and witnessed a large number of formations.

This third-level killing formation is very powerful. If it were Su Twelve himself, it would be extremely difficult to get out of trouble if he was not strong enough.

But with the help of a puppet with a cultivation level comparable to that of the Golden Core, everything became very simple for Su Twelve.

After a stick of incense, there was a loud bang.

Formation flags appeared in the air one after another, trembling and turning into powder and dissipating.

Countless formation marks scattered with the wind.

The formation set up by Youruo is broken!

The energy of the explosion stirred up dust and covered the sky and the earth.

The dust dispersed, leaving only Su Twelve standing with a sword, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, looking weak.

As for the third-level top-quality puppet, Su Twelve put it away again the moment it broke the formation.

Judging from the situation just now, You Ruo's divine sense exploration obviously did not find the storage bag and storage ring hidden under the animal skin.

Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible for Su Twelve to expose the secrets he had hidden in him unless absolutely necessary.

As the wind and sand dispersed, Su Twelve also saw the situation outside at this time.

On the dome, Youruo and Master Tianhong, one wielding the sword and the other wielding the sword, their momentum was earth-shattering, and their fight was inseparable and inseparable.

At the moment when the formation was broken.

You Ruo's face condensed, her eyes showing horror.

"How is it possible? What the hell is that bastard Tan Fengchen doing? This kid can actually break my formation? Are you kidding me?"

"He is just in the foundation-building stage? Could it be... that the evil dragon of Duanmu Fenlong said that the third-level puppet is still on him? How is this possible? I just checked it carefully with my spiritual consciousness."

"Besides, even so, if you want to break the formation, you must have certain attainments in the formation."

In the time it took you to breathe, many thoughts flashed through You Ruo's mind.

She was already cautious enough when facing Su Twelve, but obviously, she still underestimated Su Twelve's cunning.

Even with the help of a third-level puppet, being able to break out of the formation in just one stick of incense shows the opponent's accomplishments in formation.

With such a formation, even if she was trapped, she would never be able to break the formation so easily with her cultivation strength.

No matter how much I calculated, I never expected that Su Twelve's attainments in formation techniques were so high.

Youruo's face was solemn, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

Without any hesitation, the moment she saw Su Twelve appeared, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she stabbed her backhand.

It doesn't matter if I missed the calculation before, now... there is still a chance to make up for it.

Even if Su Twelve's body is brought back, it will be considered as fulfilling the Lord's trust. ??

"Youruo, how dare you!!!"

Upon seeing this, Master Tianhong became furious, shouted loudly, and powerful energy erupted all over his body.

With a whisk in his hand, he suddenly shook, and three thousand green hairs swept towards Youruo like a waterfall.

"Hmph! Why don't I dare?! Do you think you can save the person I want to kill?!"

Youruo snorted coldly, and poured out all his true spiritual energy, like a strong wind and waves, blocking Master Tianhong's attack.

The latter blew his beard and glared angrily, but there was no difference between himself and You Ruo in terms of strength.

A heart keeps sinking.

At this moment, Su Twelve no longer had any hope.

In fact, Master Tianhong has already begun to think in his mind about how to deal with the situation if Su Twelve dies and the incident comes to junior sister Shen Tianyin in the future.

On the other side, the flying knife used by Youruo was being wrapped in thick black mist. The black mist surged and turned into an evil ghost that chose people to eat, roaring and spewing evil energy.

Wherever the evil energy of the black mist reaches, life in all directions is cut off.

In the blink of an eye, the flying knife had already arrived in front of Su Twelve.

Su Twelve's eyes widened, and the shadow of death once again enveloped him.

The astonishing power left him no doubt that even with the help of a third-level puppet, he would never be able to stop it.

At the critical moment of life and death, Su Twelve did not panic at all, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn and calm.

The real energy in the body is rapidly activated.

At the critical moment, his whole body lit up with red, green, and yellow lights.

The three colors of light intertwined and flowed, and Su Twelve's body and appearance began to change, returning to his original appearance. On his body, there were three overlapping figures faintly emerging.

The three figures were thin and similar in appearance. They were all plain and ordinary, but their eyes were firm and bright.

The same appearance, but different expressions and temperaments.

One, wearing a yellow robe, sank into the mountains.

One is the body of the green shirt, standing as proudly as a pine tree.

One man in red dances wildly, as wildly as in anger.

In just a breath, the two figures, green and yellow, moved to both sides and separated.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred feet away.

This move is exactly the three-transformation technique that Su Twelve has practiced for a long time but has never officially used.

"puff!"

The next second, thick black fog engulfed the red figure.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the red figure exploded.

The light of the sword passed by, sank into the mountains in the distance, and cut a mountain peak in half.

After the explosion, the red figure did not leave any flesh and blood. Instead, it turned into a blood-red essence and disappeared into Qingshan's body.

Su Twelve opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood with a whoosh.

At this moment, his face turned as pale as snow, and his breath suddenly became sluggish.

His body swayed and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, the figure in yellow clothes next to him swayed and turned into a yellow stream of light, disappearing from the center of Su Twelve's eyebrows.