Chapter 1488 The twelve cold moons illuminate the cold pines!
The Holy Spirit Cult actually hides the fire of hope deep in the earth.
If everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect had not had time to take care of them at this moment, I am afraid that even if they were not seriously injured by the explosion on the mountain top, at this moment... they would still be besieged by a group of experts from the Holy Spirit Sect.
Su Twelve was secretly happy in his heart, but the expression on Yuanying's face showed no emotion at all.
Looking at Yin Qingxue in the distance, he said calmly: "Senior Brother Han Yu? Did he show up too?"
"Han Yu is Sumou's former senior fellow apprentice when he was in the Yunge Sect. There is such a person in our sect, so how can he pretend to be so?"
Su Twelve shook his head and said, even if the other party guessed everything, he would never be honest about this matter and there was no need.
Anger appeared in Yin Qingxue's eyes, "Fellow Daoist Su is really determined not to give up until he reaches the Yellow River! In this case, I have nothing to say."
Without waiting for the other party to make a move, Su Twelve hurriedly continued to shout: "Wait a minute! No matter what the reason is why fellow Taoist Yin wants to attack Su, the fire of hope of the Holy Spirit Sect and the Nanming Lihuo in Su's body are the key to breaking the dark evil formation.
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"This matter concerns all the people in the world, and it is also the wish of the seniors of the Buddha Sect. Why don't you and I leave the matter for now, and how about a fair decision after we leave here?"
Su Twelve spoke repeatedly and directly moved out the senior Buddhist sect he met earlier.
As he spoke, the Ying Yuan in his body drove the Nanming Lihuo spiritual source to surge quietly, forming a rapidly rotating energy hurricane in his own Yuan Ying body.
"Well..."
Hearing Su Twelve mention the seniors of the Buddhist sect, Yin Qingxue showed hesitation, and the ten thousand sword energy trapped around Su Twelve also trembled slightly.
To do what he wanted to do, he had to rely on the seniors of the Buddha Sect. Su Twelve could not care about his face, but he could not ignore the wishes of the seniors of the Buddha Sect.
However, beneath the hesitant gaze, hidden is a more fierce murderous intention.
Before he finished speaking, the sword shadow condensed on the surface of his body suddenly flew out and fell from the sky with lightning speed.
Thousands of people around
The sword energy circulated and moved with the shadow of the sword, one after another shooting directly at Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul.
"Fellow Daoist Yin, you..."
From the beginning, Su Twelve did not expect the other party to really stop, and he could see that the other party's hesitation at that moment was just to relax himself.
And he was delaying time just to prepare more fully.
Su Twelve pretended to be panicked, his face was full of surprise, and he looked at the other party in shock, looking unprepared.
Before he finished speaking, Yin Qingxue's voice sounded.
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Su, after I kill your Nascent Soul, Nanming Lihuo and the Holy Spirit Sect's Flame of Hope will be taken away."
"If you want these two things, I might as well let you come in person and have a fair fight with me!!!"
"At that time, regardless of victory or defeat, I will return the Nanming Lihuo and the Flame of Hope!"
The hesitation in Yin Qingxue's eyes disappeared, replaced by a burning gaze.
The moment Su Twelve Nascent Soul appeared, he knew that the second Nascent Soul in front of him was clearly the second Nascent Soul cultivated by the secret technique of the Second Nascent Soul.
Even if erasing this second Nascent Soul had any impact on Su Twelve himself, it would be quite limited.
And if you get Nanming Lihuo and the Flame of Hope, as long as the other party wants to break the dark evil formation, they will definitely come to you.
At that time, it will be a real life and death showdown. Su Twelve is famous, and he has heard about his opponent's deeds. Faced with such an opponent, he does not dare to despise him in the slightest.
Yin Qingxue has clear thoughts and very clear ideas.
With a firm will, the speed of the sword shadow, which was already as fast as lightning, increased again.
Before the words fell, the shadow of the sword had already touched
and Su Twelve’s second Nascent Soul.
At the same time, the panic expression on Su Twelve Yuanying's face disappeared.
"Buzz!"
There was a buzz in the air, followed by howling wind.
Within Yuanying's body, the energy that had been accumulated for a long time condensed into a whirlwind, roaring out at this moment.
The whirlwind was mixed with the flame source of Nanming Lihuo, which not only caused the violent wind to be dyed fiery red by the flames, but also spread at an alarming speed.
Thousands of sword energies came from all around, but before they could land on Su Twelve Nascent Soul, they were affected by the whirlwind airflow and deviated from their trajectory.
The huge sword shadow falling from the sky also slowed down under the impact of the whirlwind, and was barely stopped by the whirling wind. .??.
"It's now!"
Taking advantage of this brief gap, Su Twelve Nascent Soul moved instantly, with flames burning all over his body, like a fiery red meteorite falling from the sky, diving towards the earth below at an astonishing speed.
With just a snap of his fingers, he fell from a height of ten thousand feet to the earth.
Although the Nascent Soul is small, only three inches tall, the energy contained within it is extremely terrifying and astonishing.
It landed with a bang, and the surging power radiated from it shook the earth slightly, causing billowing waves of dust to cover the sky and the earth.
"Huh? Do you want to escape?"
"No...no, it's not about escaping. Su Twelve, don't you forget to try to seize the Holy Spirit Sect's flame of hope at this time?"
"Such a spirit is really commendable. If you and I have no grievances, I will definitely invite you to have a few drinks. But now, if you do this, don't you take me seriously?"
Staring at Su Twelve Nascent Soul disappearing into the dust, Yin Qingxue's eyelids twitched rapidly.
"The Twelve Poems of Leng Yue·The moon reflects the cold pines!"
He murmured softly, and his peripheral vision swept across the sword shadow not far away that was blocked by the energy vortex.
Yin
Qing Xue suddenly raised his voice and shouted lowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, another sword light flew out from his sleeve.
The flying sword hovers in the sky, and the shape of the flying sword cannot be seen, only the light is shining, and it looks like a curved half moon hanging in the sky.
The shadow of the sword in the air, as well as the ten thousand sword energy bound by the vortex, roared in as if being called, and rushed to the surroundings of the sword light in an instant.
The sword energy merged into the sword shadow, condensing into a huge, almost physical sword light.
The boundless sword intent spread out like a surging tide, spreading with great force for hundreds of miles, shocking countless monks and mortals.
Immediately, the mighty sword light fell from the sky like moonlight, illuminating the vast land.
Wherever it goes, everything is destroyed.
The Holy Spirit Sect's ten thousand-foot high peak was the first to suffer the disaster. Washed away by the tide of sword intent, earth and rocks flew and peeled off layer by layer.
There were countless formations scattered throughout the ten thousand-foot high peak. But before the formations could be activated, the formation seals were chopped into pieces and the formation eyes were shattered by this sword.
In the cities around the mountain peaks, there were countless sleeping mortals, monks wandering around the city, and in the caves in the mountains and forests outside the city, figures one after another walked onto the streets and rose into the sky.
At this moment, everyone was attracted by this terrifying scene.
After a brief gaze, the next second, everyone within a hundred miles radius showed panic expressions.
The Nascent Soul cultivator took action, and his power was enough to shake the world. Yin Qing learned this sword, and it was the strongest move among strong moves. The sword's intention enveloped hundreds of miles, and just the aftermath of the sword's intention made the surrounding creatures feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
At this moment, no monk dared to step forward rashly.
After a brief hesitation, monks, mortals, and forest creatures all went crazy and quickly ran away outside the city and beyond.
Suddenly, countless sword lights flashed in the sky in the distance. The monks with the highest cultivation level also ran the fastest.