Aiming for the Immortal Path

"The leakage of news about this trip may not be Senior Brother Xu's fault."

"But the people from the Shadow Palace appeared here first, so we can only leave first and find another way!"

His expression was still calm, with no emotion at all.

The true energy empowers the sword moves and resists the attack of Old Man Ku Rong at the same time.

The moment she finished speaking, she immediately activated the flying boat under her feet and tried her best to fly backwards.

With his cold wisdom, he naturally figured out the key immediately. The news leaked, whether it was related to Xu Santong or not, this matter must be treated with caution.

From the beginning, she had no thoughts or ideas about fighting.

But before the flying boat could retreat far, the two sword lights fighting in the air shattered.

Immediately, an old man in sixties with white hair and wrinkles on his face came out of the air and appeared in everyone's sight.

The old man had a stooped back and was wearing a navy blue robe. He looked very weak, as if the wind could make him fall apart.

Especially the pair of squinted eyes, which were cloudy and without any luster, gave people a sense of harmlessness.

But on the deck of the flying boat, facing the people in front of them, everyone looked nervous, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

No one dares to look down upon the person in front of him, this... is a giant in the Nascent Soul stage.

The old man hovered in the air, and after stabilizing his figure, his eyes swept across the airship and fell on Leng Yan, who was standing proudly in the cabin.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! For being able to block my Wentian sword so easily, Fellow Daoist Leng is truly worthy of being the number one person in the Nascent Soul stage of the Huanxing Sect in the past millennium!!!"

As a hoarse voice sounded, the old man's squinted eyes suddenly opened wide, and a sharp cold light suddenly shot out from his cloudy eyes.

The aura around him rose sharply, and behind him, a dark red flying sword shaped like a bat slowly rose. The flying sword emitted a strange dark red light, like an evil moon rising into the sky.

Suddenly, a strange and evil atmosphere spread, covering half of the sky.

The moment he saw the dark red flying sword, Su Twelve felt his heart trembling wildly, and his breathing became even faster.

I felt an invisible evil force coming from the air. I tried to guard against it, but it was impossible to guard against it. The force went straight into the sea of ​​consciousness and crazily attacked the spiritual platform.

All kinds of negative emotions flooded into my mind, seeming to awaken the devil hidden in my heart.

"Is this...evil energy entering the body? This old guy is indeed a giant in the Nascent Soul stage. He is really difficult to deal with!"

Su Twelve squinted his eyes and reacted immediately. He immediately became angry in his Dantian and guarded Qingming on the spiritual platform, not being confused by this evil spirit at all.

However, at this moment.

In the peripheral vision, a sword light appeared and struck Su Twelve suddenly.

"Um?"

With a raised brow, Su Twelve raised his hand and waved the whisk in his hand without thinking, and swept it over with his backhand.

Thousands of fly whisk ribbons brought up a strong hunting wind, instantly defeating the sudden sword light.

The sword light dissipated, and a low roar came.

Behind him, true disciple Xu Yang stared at Su Twelve with red eyes, his aura still rising, as if he had lost his mind.

Looking at the others, sweat was pouring from their foreheads, and their faces became ferocious.

Although he has not completely lost his mind, his consciousness has fallen into chaos, trapped by negative emotions, and struggling.

Without any hesitation, Su Twelve made a decisive decision and shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, hold Yuan Shouyi and guard the tomb!!!"

Suddenly, a sound, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, rang in the ears of these seven true disciples.

The bodies of the seven people, led by Li Piaoyue, trembled slightly and did not wake up immediately, but they were really in the body.

Yuan started to push.

The jade pendants on their waists exuded the holy aura, and when the holy aura entered their bodies, traces of evil aura emerged from their bodies.

But in the blink of an eye, the seven people's eyes began to regain clarity.

Li Piaoyue was the first to recover, and immediately saluted Su Twelve and said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Su!!!"

"We are all from the same sect, there is no need to..."

Su Twelve waved his hands before he finished speaking.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Xu Yang, who had regained a third of his clarity, felt the most resentment in his heart. The holy aura emanating from the jade pendant around his waist only made him sober for a moment, and the next second he was eroded by evil spirits again.

Even the jade pendant and spiritual weapon on his waist was infected by the evil spirit, and the jade was shattered on the spot.

Almost at the moment when the jade pendant shattered, the crimson flying sword in Xu Yang's hand, like the scorching sun, became sinister, and its murderous intent locked onto Su Twelve again.

"Senior Brother Su, be careful!"

"Second Senior Brother, no!"

Sensing the danger, the voices of sisters Li Piaoyue and Li Piaoyu sounded at the same time.

"court death!"

Su Twelve frowned and scolded angrily.

The whisk in his hand vibrated again, and the whisk threads spread, carrying wisps of lightning power, which struck Xu Yang hard, knocking him back to the edge of the flying boat deck.

The power of thunder and lightning was driven into Xu Yang's body with this blow.

The latter was in pain, and the evil energy in his body was driven away by the thunder, and was directly destroyed before it could disperse from the body.

The moment the evil spirit disappeared, Xu Yang's eyes returned to clarity and he stared at Su Twelve with an unkind look on his face.

This guy! On purpose, he... must have done it on purpose! ! !

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Xu Yang clenched his fists angrily, and his heart was filled with rage.

Su

Although Twelve's blow helped him defeat the evil energy in his body, the power of thunder and lightning traveling inside his body also caused considerable damage to his meridians.

However, it is true that Su Twelve saved him. Under the gaze of everyone, he has not completely lost his mind.

"Ahem...thank you, senior brother!"

Stretching his fist, Xu Yang immediately expressed his gratitude to Su Twelve with a faint smile.

"It doesn't matter!"

Su Twelve waved his hands indifferently. Xu Yang's little thoughts were naturally impossible to hide from him.

He didn't care about this and had no intention of explaining it.

He didn't even pay too much attention to the other party, but immediately turned to look at Leng Yan.

Old Man Kurong suddenly made a sneak attack. The invasion of evil spirits among them was just incidental, and Leng Yan was the main target.

At this moment, Leng Yan, Yintang turned black, and traces of evil energy flashed through her calm eyes.

The moment Su Twelve cast his gaze, Leng Yan's body trembled slightly, and the evil spirit in her eyes disappeared instantly.

"Hmph! Old Man Ku Rong, it's a waste that you are still a Nascent Soul Stage monk. I didn't expect you to be able to do things like sneak attacks so easily!"

The red lips parted slightly, a cold voice came out, and the cold eyes were clear and clear again.

"So what about Nascent Soul? In a life-and-death fight, does the means... matter?" Old Man Kurong's voice was hoarse and sinister, which made people very uncomfortable.

"An evil cultivator is an evil cultivator. He will never change his sinister nature at any time! If you really want to take action, show your true ability. This kind of sinister villain behavior is just to make people look down on you."

Leng Yan continued to speak.

The moment she finished speaking, a sword light flew out from in front of her.

This sword is extremely cold and extremely fast.

"Ding!"

The sword light was impartial, hitting the flying sword that looked like a blood bat behind Old Man Ku Rong.