Aiming for the Immortal Path

Beside Su Twelve, the three Fang Shu brothers stared at this green sword light without blinking, indulging in it.

Although they are disciples of the Huanxing Sect, in their opinion, the three of them have a low starting point. Although they are in the Immortal Sect, they are still at the bottom where they are bullied.

In this world of immortality, there is no background or support.

In terms of experience, they are very similar to the two elders of Zilu Mountain.

These two legendary figures among casual cultivators transformed themselves from ordinary mortals into golden elixir step by step. This experience made them empathize with each other and they were simply idols in their hearts.

"boom!"

The green sword light hit the tree demon's body hard. ??

Under the shocking impact, the tree demon's branches and leaves shook violently.

The suction in the air suddenly disappeared.

The square-faced old man barely controlled his golden elixir to stay in the air, but the golden elixir was dim and his soul was floating and scattered, as if it might disappear at any time.

Seeing this, the long-faced monk rushed forward and rushed to the side of the square-faced old man Jin Dan.

"Old Duan, how are you?"

"I...I'm fine, no good...be careful!"

Among the golden elixirs, the feeble voice of the angry old man came out.

Before he finished speaking, the square-faced old man suddenly raised his voice and screamed.

"Um?"

The long-faced monk looked up, only to see that his green sword light had been swallowed by the tree demon and disappeared.

This shocking scene made his heart skip a beat and he suddenly felt something bad.

Before he could react, he saw a bunch of roots condensing in the air, turning into a big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and swung it hard.

The long-faced monk was caught off guard. He only had time to put his companion Jin Dan into his arms, and was hit hard by the big hand.

With a "bang" sound, the body flew out and hit the ground hard. The moment it landed, countless bones in the body were shattered, and blood was spitting out from the mouth.

This scene is even more visible to the public from a distance.

The person's pupils shrank, inexplicably horrified.

I can't believe that it's okay to lose to the monk named Yu, and... he's still powerless to fight back.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Just as the monk stood up, countless tree demon roots spread out from the willow forest.

"Damn it, it's over now!"

Before the roots arrived, monk Yu could already feel that the vitality in his body was beginning to drain out of control.

For a moment, his face turned pale and without any blood.

"Lao Yu, ah, Lao Yu, I've got you involved now." In his arms, the square-faced old man's soul became increasingly hollow, and he made a sound of self-blame.

"Oh... one step, only one step to escape! I can't believe that you and I are going to die here."

The monk surnamed Yu clenched his fists and sighed unwillingly.

I felt extremely hopeless and secretly regretful. If he hadn't thought about the plot just now and had taken the time, he might have rushed out of Wuliuyuan by now.

In this way, even if the formation is broken, there is still a chance to leave.

"Crack!"

Just when the roots were about to engulf the long-faced monk, several thunderbolts fell from the sky.

Under the bombardment of thunder, the roots on the ground quickly retracted.

Deep in Wuliuyuan, the dryad stared with its big copper bell-like eyes, and its eyes instantly locked on Su Twelve who was using the Thunder Technique and Heavenly Thunder. Thousands of roots around his body were swaying, ready to move, but they were full of fear of the thunderous aura emanating from Su Twelve's body.

"Fellow Taoist, restore your cultivation as soon as possible and join forces with me to kill this monster!"

Thunder and lightning surged around Su Twelve. Looking at the monk named Yu on the ground in the distance, he immediately shouted.

He knew clearly in his heart that the five thunders were

Even if Fa has a restraining effect on this monster, there is still a huge difference in cultivation level between him and this tree monster.

Unless his trump card is exposed, it is simply unrealistic to kill this monster by himself.

However, there are still too many unanswered questions in his mind.

The appearance of this tree demon and the completion of the underground formation were clearly done deliberately by someone.

Little girl Feng Fei, even if Fang Shu and the others help her, are still only four foundation-building monks. Not only was he able to enter the formation for no reason, but he also persisted in that formation for so long. This matter is also doubtful.

With all the doubts yet to be resolved, Su Twelve naturally did not want to expose his trump card easily.

But Su Twelve couldn't bear to sit back and watch this monster leave and hurt other monks.

When you are not strong enough, you will naturally run away if you can.

But now, I still want to do my best to help everyone.

Not to mention, in Wuliu Town, not far from Wuliuyuan, there was Yu Wan'er, a descendant of the Yunge Sect, waiting.

If he chooses to leave at this time, he is afraid that the monster will chase him before he can reach Wuliu Town.

By then, without such a ready-made isolation formation, it would be unrealistic to protect everyone.

The moment he chose to take action, Su Twelve had already weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving me. With a cup of tea at most, Yu can recover to some extent and join forces with fellow Taoist... um..."

The monk surnamed Yu looked at Su Twelve with a grateful face and spoke hurriedly.

But just as he was about to speak, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

As if he had a premonition of something, he suddenly twisted his body.

The next second, a withered hand like the bark of a dead tree suddenly came out of the ground and passed through the side of his abdomen.

At

The monk surnamed was severely injured again, and he vomited blood from his mouth.

Without thinking, the remaining arm slapped the ground aside.

A huge force hit the ground hard.

His own body also used this reaction force to break free from the hand that penetrated his side and soared into the air.

His figure was hovering in the air, and a strong wind appeared immediately, wrapping around his body and carrying him ten feet away.

"This... is not good, it's that guy! It... it's not an evolution of the formation?"

The golden elixir of monk surnamed Duan followed closely behind monk surnamed Yu. Before the monk surnamed monk could react, the panicked shouts of monk surnamed Duan were heard from the golden elixir.

When the monk surnamed Yu heard this, he turned around and looked around, regardless of his injuries.

With just one glance, his whole body began to tremble violently, with an expression of extreme panic on his face.

This sudden change instantly attracted the attention of Su Twelve and everyone.

Su Twelve was fighting with a tree demon in the distance. When he heard the sound, he immediately looked for it and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw where the monk surnamed Yu was just now, a demonic beast ten feet tall emerging from the ground.

This monster looks like a human, with a head like a human, a nose, eyes, hands and feet.

However, its skin is like the bark of an old tree, dry and full of wrinkles. The thing on the head is not hair, but a head full of emerald green branches and leaves.

It looks like a human-shaped doll made of countless hair-thin old tree roots.

Compared with the tree demon on the other side, which is forty or fifty feet tall, the size of this monster can only be described as compact and tiny.

At first glance, it even seems a bit joyful. But the aura exuded from his body was particularly astonishing, not weaker than that of the behemoth tree demon.