Inside the sword box, Wang Shujian's breath was gone, but the flying sword was shaking slightly.
The sword spirit inside is smiling and ready to move.
She was not optimistic about Su Twelve, and as long as she took action, the person in front of her would definitely owe her a favor.
Afterwards, we can also get a glimpse of the origin of the magic furnace.
As an immortal weapon and flying sword spirit, following Su Twelve is just to facilitate the search for the reincarnation of the master in the future.
She has self-awareness and naturally has her own calculations.
Su Twelve could more or less guess what Wangshu Jianling was thinking.
But Su Twelve was not moved at all by this proposal. .??.
Putting aside Wangshu Sword Spirit's plan, a mouthful of the semi-immortal weapon from Quicksand Land has turned the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation upside down.
If the aura of the immortal weapon were leaked again, the consequences would be beyond what he could bear.
"Absolutely no match?"
Su Twelve groaned softly and raised his hand decisively.
The bagged sand puppet appeared immediately.
A yellow light flashed between his eyebrows, and part of Su Twelve's consciousness was absorbed into the puppet's body, and he decisively activated the puppet in front of him.
The puppet's empty eye sockets shimmered with light, and nearly a hundred spiritual crystals were thrown into it.
The next moment, a powerful aura turned around and climbed to the top.
The palms where the sand grains condensed were gently clenched into fists, and the tyrannical aura spread outward like a storm.
Countless powerful sword energies rushed towards Su Twelve, and before they even landed on the Jiuxiao Linglong Tower, they were torn apart by this tyrannical aura.
"Huh? This is... a puppet comparable to a half-step distraction monk?!"
When her eyes fell on the puppet, the female cultivator's face suddenly changed and her eyes widened.
At this moment... I felt inexplicably shocked.
From the information he collected, the person in front of him... was nothing more than a loose immortal.
As for his background, he was either a casual cultivator or an ancient immortal sect that was not worth mentioning.
No matter what your background is, if you are placed in the world of immortality, then
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They are all the bottom of the bottom.
But the other party showed one method after another, one treasure after another.
The female cultivator was shocked and couldn't help but have strange thoughts.
Between myself and the other party...who is the main disciple?
She was born in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and although she specializes in swordsmanship, she has been a sword maid for the peak leader Baili Chen for many years. She has gained first-class talents in the near water, and the resources she has gained are comparable to the first-class talents trained in the sect.
The magic weapon level treasure on his body is not just the Jianwan Feijian in front of him.
In the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, among the monks of the same realm, he can be considered quite wealthy.
But at this moment, compared with the person in front of him, he is obviously a little helpless.
Kill him and everything will be mine!
Quickly suppressing the distracting thoughts in her mind, the murderous intent in the female cultivator's eyes became even stronger.
Looking ahead, the puppet stepped towards him and charged towards him. Wherever he went, the sword energy was scattered along the way.
There was no trace of panic on his face.
"I can't believe that fellow Taoist actually has such a treasure! It's comparable to a puppet in the half-step distraction stage. If you are outside the formation, you really have no guarantee of victory!"
"It's a pity that in this formation world, this... is my home court!"
There was a burning gaze in his eyes.
The female cultivator changed her techniques again and again, and chanted in a deep voice.
"Tiangang Green Wood Sword Formation·Liangyi Open Formation·Ji!"
With a soft drink, before the puppet rushed to her, the female cultivator formed a sword finger gesture with her hands and pointed forward suddenly.
The green peaks with two mouths and three feet beside him immediately changed.
The green peaks emit green light, one deep and one shallow, like the intertwining of yin and yang.
The sand man puppet has no fear of life or death. Under the control of Su Twelve, there are ten high-grade spiritual crystals in his body.
Suddenly burst into powder.
Ten high-grade spiritual crystals, converted into low-grade spiritual crystals, amount to a hundred thousand.
If you are placed in the Holy Land of Cultivation, if you are a casual cultivator or a monk in the out-of-body stage of a small sect, if there is no special opportunity.
The total wealth that can be created and consumed in a lifetime is only a million low-grade spiritual crystals.
Now, one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual crystals can be paid in an instant! It is comparable to one-tenth of the wealth of an ordinary out-of-body monk, which is a terrifying number no matter how you look at it.
Even if Su Twelve had a little wealth, he would not dare to waste it like this in normal times. .??.
But now, I don't care about that much.
And when so many spiritual crystals are consumed in an instant, the power brought by it is also huge.
The majestic spiritual energy inside uses up all its spiritual power and quickly gathers on the puppet's fist.
One punch is bound to break through all obstacles in front of you and get rid of the prison in front of you.
"boom!"
The two sides' offensives clashed, violent energy surged, the two three-foot green peaks shook violently, and even the formation below trembled.
But with the flow of emotions between the two Qingfeng, the excitement returned to calm in an instant.
Although Sanchi Qingfeng is a spiritual treasure-level flying sword, it is not owned by a female cultivator. It has not been refined, so its power is still compromised.
If it weren't for two flying swords, intersecting to form two rituals, it would have the wonderful effect of leveraging force and transforming it into force.
The puppet's punch was enough to break through the flying sword and break through the formation.
"What an amazing power! Is this... the strength of the half-step distraction stage?"
"No, even if there is a formation to help, we can't just follow the puppet and fight head-on."
"Deal with this guy first. He is dead and there is no one to activate this puppet, so there is nothing to fear."
The formation was not broken, but the female cultivator was startled by the puppet's hand.
He looked past the puppet and looked behind him at the figure hiding under the pagoda, seizing the time to restore his Yuan Gong.<
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He knew in his heart that whether he could defeat the puppet was not the key. Killing the guy who controlled the puppet was the most important thing.
"Tiangang Green Wood Sword Formation·Liang Yi Demon Sealing·Suppression!"
As the technique in her hand changed again, the female cultivator shouted softly.
As soon as the words fell, the two-mouthed and three-footed Qingfeng changed again.
As the sword light flickered, it turned into two streams of light, surrounding the sand puppet and quickly circling.
One bright and one dark, two sword lights, like the two instruments of Tai Chi.
Under the puppet's feet, the formation patterns of Tai Chi Liang Yi also appeared, which contained soft power and entangled the sand puppet like silk threads.
A flash of light flashed in Su Twelve's eyes, and under the control of his consciousness, the size of the sand man puppet immediately increased dramatically.
But before the sand man puppet could break free, countless sword energy roared towards him.
The sword light intertwined, like a hundred-foot-high sword energy mountain, combined with the soft power of Tai Chi Liang Yi.
The combination of strength and softness suppresses the sand puppet.
No matter how the shape of the sand puppet changes, it is difficult to escape from this mountain-like sword energy.
"Fellow Taoist, without the help of this puppet, I want to see how you can still survive!"
His burning eyes fell on Su Twelve.
The female cultivator continued to perform the sword technique with her sword fingers, without losing any speed.
"Aoki Sword·The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves!"
There was another soft shout, and the flying sword transformed from the sword pill in front of the female cultivator shot out of the air.
The green flying sword disappeared before it landed on Su Twelve.
In the formation, the sword energy filled the sky and turned into withered yellow leaves, seemingly swaying in the wind.
At first glance, it gives people a feeling of loneliness and decay.
But those fallen leaves contain the supreme sword intention, and coupled with the power of the sword formation, they are extremely dangerous.
Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose in the formation, picking up fallen leaves all over the sky and heading straight in the direction of Su Twelve.