Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Huh? It seems you know what I'm going to do! Don't you think it's too late to run away now?" The red-eyed boy looked ferocious and made a hoarse, harsh voice.

He had worked hard to bring these people here, how could he let them leave like this?

As he spoke, his figure suddenly landed next to the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

With his feet stepping on the bloody soil, he stretched out his hand to hold the flagpole, gathered all the energy in his body, and threw it hard.

"Huhuhu..."

The Ten Thousand Soul Flags soared into the sky, blowing strong winds in the air.

In an instant, a gloomy wind swept through the whole mountain col.

In the dark wind, humanoid shadows emerged one after another.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Why are there so many wronged souls!"

"This...how many people have died!"

"No, don't...ah!"

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At this moment, the entire mountain col was shrouded in gloomy wind.

Tens of thousands of innocent ghosts were wandering in the dark wind, screaming and roaring, and pounced on the monks present with their teeth and claws.

In the blink of an eye, the entire mountain col turned into a hell on earth.

Screams came one after another, and figures fell to the ground one after another.

Facing the tide of innocent ghosts, most of the monks had no power to fight back.

"Everyone, come to me and support this fire cloud cover with all your strength! As long as we break out of this mountain col, there is a glimmer of hope, otherwise, we will all die!"

The man in white didn't care about the injuries inside his body and made a decisive decision and shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, together with the people behind him, they poured their true energy into the fire cloud cover with all their strength.

The fiery red canopy was spinning with the blessing of true energy, emitting an extraordinarily dazzling red light, resisting Yin Qi and evil ghosts.

Under the protection of the red light, the group of people rushed towards the outside of the col.

Following the loud shouting of the man in white, some nearby monks also rushed over, cooperating with the man in white and others to mobilize.

Fire cloud cover.

In a short period of time, out of nearly a thousand monks, only less than a hundred died. The remaining people all united around the man in white and tried their best to keep the fire cloud cover running.

Everyone knows that this is their only hope.

"As expected of the Shenzhu Villa, it's really a good idea! It's a pity that I'm just one step away from turning the Ten Thousand Soul Banner into a spiritual weapon. How can I allow you to leave!"

The red-eyed boy opened his mouth and let out a sinister sneer, quickly formed seals with his hands, and a true essence mark flew into the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

"Huh~"

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner suddenly shook, its light shone brightly, and a black, dense and sinister aura spurted out from it.

This evil energy was like a long snake, slamming into the fire cloud cover.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the entire fire cloud trembled violently, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Under the protection of the red light, nearly half of the monk's true energy was consumed in an instant. He vomited blood and fell limply to the ground.

Immediately, thousands of evil spirits swarmed in and swallowed them up like a tide.

Although the remaining monks were lucky to survive, they were all panicked and sweating profusely.

In the middle of the crowd, the man in white clenched his teeth and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Before the fire cloud cover was broken, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the fire cloud cover.

The fire cloud cover shone brightly again, barely blocking the invasion of the black mist.

But the man in white was already poisoned and injured. As a result, his injuries became more serious, his face looked sluggish, and he almost fell to the ground.

A white-haired old man next to him stared at the red-eyed boy and immediately shouted.

"Aka-eyed boy, if you dare to hurt our young master, Shenzhu Villa will never let you go!"

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You old guy, you want to threaten me! No matter how powerful the Shenzhu Villa is, no matter how powerful it is, I will kill you at worst. I must leave this Cangshan Mountain Range! "

The red-eyed boy's eyes turned cold, and he formed seals with his hands again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yin Qi in the air condensed into a needle. With a whoosh, it penetrated the fire cloud cover and sank into the eyebrows of the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and before he could speak again, he fell to the ground and died.

"Uncle Zhao!!!"

"Akame-doji, you... deserve to die!"

A flash of determination flashed in the eyes of the man in white. In anger, he didn't care about his own injuries. He held a broad sword in his hand, and the aura around him became violent and messy.

The bleeding from the seven orifices continues!

And his strength is also constantly rising and skyrocketing. ??

A powerful aura emitted, and the entire mountain col became silent for an instant.

The red-eyed boy's eyes also became solemn, and he was ready for battle.

"A sword leaves a soul?! No, this sword can only be activated by foundation-building monks, not big brother!"

On the hillside, Jiang Feixue's expression changed with horror when she saw this scene.

With a cry of surprise, he was about to rush towards the mountain col.

One sword leaves a soul?

A sword move that can only be activated during the foundation building stage?

Su Twelve couldn't help but secretly sigh, the core disciples of these big forces were really powerful, and they could even master this method.

The exclamation was fleeting. Seeing Jiang Feixue like this, he was already prepared and hurriedly grabbed her.

"Don't be impulsive! With your strength, you will die if you go down."

"Your elder brother definitely doesn't want you to take risks. We must withdraw immediately!"

Su Twelve said quickly, without any explanation, dragging Jiang Feixue to leave.

He had no intention of taking action. Regardless of the strength of the red-eyed boy, the Ten Thousand Souls Flag alone was already extremely powerful.

\u003e With his strength at the seventh level of Qi refining stage, he has no chance of winning. Jiang Feixue was his friend, and it was right to save her life. Others have nothing to do with him.

He considered himself not a cold-blooded person. If he was strong enough, he could save the man in white with just a flick of his finger. For Jiang Feixue's sake, he will definitely do it.

But that was not the case. He knew exactly what he was carrying, and he had reasons for protecting himself wisely.

What's more, there was a fat man in gray scurrying around beside him.

Thinking of the fat man in gray, Su Twelve glanced at him and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Only then did he realize that the fat man in gray clothes had long disappeared in the chaos.

"Not good!"

His heart was shocked, and he immediately became more energetic.

At this moment, he already had a bad feeling in his heart, but he pretended to be relaxed and didn't show it at all.

"But I can't..." Jiang Feixue was dragged by Su Twelve and was about to struggle to break free.

As soon as he opened his mouth, suddenly, a gloomy voice came.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that there are two little guys hiding here. You two are really good at hiding!"

"It's a pity that someone with such a low level of cultivation can imitate others and go out to hunt for treasures. It's really hopeless!"

The fat man in gray clothes came up behind the two of them at some point, holding a sharp blade and a sinister cold light flashing in his eyes.

"You...what are you going to do?!" Jiang Feixue turned around and was so frightened that her heart jumped directly into her throat.

"What are you doing? Of course I'm sending you two off to the west! Hey... you're a pretty little girl. It's not bad to be a furnace for me!"

The fat man in gray gathered up his momentum, and when he saw Jiang Feixue turning around, an evil light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Staring at Jiang Feixue's delicate face and graceful body, he made a sucking sound from his mouth.