"If you want to know the answer to the question, go down to Huangquan and ask!"
"The bones serve as a guide and ten thousand souls..."
Tong Chuan sneered indifferently, and while he was talking, he was using his magic skills to take the first step and attack Su Twelve.
However, before the technique in his hand was completed, at this moment, the sound of a sword roar suddenly resounded in all directions.
"Buzz!"
The sword whistle caused the space in all directions to buzz and tremble.
Zixia Jingtao, who was being chained by the evil energy of the White Bone Flag, surged with sword intent, instantly shattering the chains of evil energy binding around him, turning into a wisp of rays of light rising into the sky.
The flying sword flew in the sky, and the glow filled the area for hundreds of miles, reflecting the entire sky red, forming an extremely gorgeous and beautiful scene.
And at the moment when the rays of light appeared, thousands of sharp sword energies appeared out of thin air.
Under the pull of the Purple Clouds Jingtai, the sword energy, like the confluence of hundreds of rivers, quickly poured into the body of the Zixia Jingtai Flying Sword.
This series of changes is completed in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, the purple clouds stirred again, turning into a stream of light, falling from the sky with lightning speed, and headed straight for Tongchuan River.
Before the sword light fell, Wu Lun's sword intent was like a storm, leaving eye-catching sword marks all over the buildings in the Ren family.
The ground was pierced by the sword's will, leaving countless holes riddled with holes.
Tong Chuan was completely unprepared for the suddenness of this move, and saw the body of Zixia Jingtao Flying Sword rushing in front of him.
At the critical moment, the evil light of the bone flag in his hand became stronger again.
The surging evil energy condensed into a defensive light shield, protecting him in front of him.
"Qiang!"
There was only a crisp sound, and the defensive light shield condensed by the evil energy was broken in an instant.
But this moment also gave Tong Chuan a chance to react.
Tong Chuan decisively raised his energy and jumped up, his body suddenly moving sideways by more than seven inches.
The fatal blow that Zixia Jingtao was preparing for also failed. It passed by Tong Chuan's side, and only the invisible sword energy came from his body.
He scratched the cassock and cut it, leaving a pale white sword mark on Tong Chuan's waist.
The flying sword attack failed, and then turned back in the air and flew back to Su Twelve.
All changes are completed in an instant.
He managed to escape the blow, and although he was not injured, Tong Chuan's face was still filled with shock for an instant.
The power of this sword made him extremely fearful.
If he was really hit, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
The most important thing is that the sudden attack of this flying sword means that the opponent has been plotting against him from the beginning. The power of the flying sword is enough to threaten his life.
The sword light flashed across, and at that moment his heart palpitated, making him feel as if he had just passed by the underworld's seducer.
Even if he dodged the blow, he still felt chills on his back and panic.
But Tong Chuan was not a newcomer to the world of immortality, so he quickly calmed down.
Looking at Su Twelve again, his eyes were filled with blazing anger.
"Okay, okay! I underestimated you. You actually had such a method, and you almost put me in a desperate situation."
"You really put in a lot of effort for this blow!"
"But I dodged the well-prepared blow. Next... I want to see how you respond!"
Tong Chuan was so angry that he laughed and kept making noises.
He pressed the magic formula again, and the white bone flag in his palm was thrown directly into the air.
"White bones serve as a guide, thousands of souls roar in the mountains and forests!"
Accompanied by an angry roar, thousands of ghosts and ghosts of wronged souls suddenly rushed out of the white bone flags in the air.
There are the souls of monks and the souls of various ferocious monsters.
One after another souls, wrapped in cold and evil energy, let out shrill wails from their mouths, driven by the power of the white bone flags.
Then, he rushed towards Su Twelve's location like crazy.
Taking these wronged souls and evil ghosts out individually is nothing. Even Nascent Soul cultivators can deal with them easily.
But tens of thousands of evil ghosts gather together, and their powers are connected and influence each other. The increase in strength is by no means a small amount!
The evil energy escaping all over the sky directly blocked Su Twelve's contact with the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.
This also means that when Su Twelve makes a move against the enemy, he cannot use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to boost the power of his spells, and can only rely on his own true energy skills.
Staring at the scene in front of them, Ren Lingrong and Qing He, who had already been in despair, became even more despairing.
A look of shame flashed in his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes.
No matter how you look at it, you can't see any hope from Su Twelve. He feels even more guilty because the affairs of the Ren family have affected the other party.
Facing Tong Chuan's roaring words, Su Twelve did not reply, but silently waved, and Peiran's true energy continued to rush out of his body and flowed into the flying sword Zixia Jingtao beside him.
One person and one piece, they seem to be resonating silently.
In the past five years, the Five Spirits Immortal Sword Art that he had practiced hard in seclusion appeared in his mind very quickly.
He had only practiced the Five Spirit Immortal Sword Art for less than five years. For ordinary people, five years of hard training was considered a long time.
But for beings in the out-of-body stage, it’s just scratching the surface of cultivation.
But... Su Twelve has practiced various sword techniques since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, and he has also seen each swordsman monk's understanding of the sword.
The attainments in the path of swordsmanship can be considered quite a lot.
Even if you only scratch the surface of your understanding of sword moves and spells, you can still face enemies in battle and deal with them with ease.
"Five Spirits Immortal Sword Nine Heavens Broken Gold!"
He saw the evil ghosts surrounding him rushing toward him, shouting angrily, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
Just when the evil spirit was about to touch him, Su Twelve's eyes flashed with cold light, he put his two fingers together and quickly waved the sword technique in the air.
The sword formula is condensed, and the majestic true energy is like a torrent of raging waves, condensed into a special seal, and absorbed in the purple clouds.
The next moment, the flying sword vibrated violently and rushed to the top of Su Twelve's head. The flying sword spun around, and the sword body surged towards a strong Gengjin aura.
Gengjin's sharp energy exploded like fireworks, turning into sword energy and shooting out in all directions.
Wherever the sword energy went, the bodies of the evil spirits dissipated one after another.
However, as the sword energy passed by, the dissipated evil spirits quickly regrouped and continued to pounce on Su Twelve.
"Um?"
Su Twelve frowned slightly, and with a thought in his mind, the purple clouds stopped spinning, and the flying sword rushed out directly, carrying Gengjin's sharp energy, drawing a circle around Su Twelve, and collided with the evil ghosts who were charging at him.
When the flying sword is dispatched, wherever it goes, the souls of the evil spirits will be scattered, with no chance to regroup.
For a time, tens of thousands of innocent ghosts continued to pour in like a tide, but they were unable to move even an inch away from Su Twelve's body.
The tea time has passed, and thousands of innocent ghosts have died under the purple clouds.
The Zixia Jingtao Flying Sword was still circling and flying, but Su Twelve frowned a little bit.
He didn't feel anything at all before, but as more and more innocent ghosts died, he suddenly became alarmed.
The ghost energy of the evil ghost is actually defacing and corroding the body of the flying sword.
By this moment, nearly 40% of the spiritual energy on the purple clouds had disappeared.
"It's not good! If this continues, if the evil ghosts are not killed, the Zixia Jingtao Flying Sword will be destroyed first."
With a sudden jolt, Su Twelve pressed the sword formula in his hand again, and hurriedly took back the magic weapon Flying Sword.
Zixia Jingtao is a ninth-grade magic weapon. If it is destroyed, he will be heartbroken to death.