Aiming for the Immortal Path

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "What kind of agreement?"

Su Twelve said calmly: "With a limit of thirty years, after thirty years, the junior will accompany the senior to the Golden Sealed Land to help the senior get out of trouble, how about it?"

The mysterious man's face became solemn, and he looked at Su Twelve, "You are quite ambitious. Do you want to condense the golden elixir in these thirty years?"

"It seems that you are very confident in yourself, but thirty years is too long. I can't afford to wait! It's even impossible for me to escort you for thirty years!"

Su Twelve was not surprised by this, and continued: "How about twenty-five years? It doesn't matter whether the junior can condense the golden elixir. At least this time is enough for the junior to improve his cultivation. When the time comes, he will be able to break the formation. Bigger, isn’t it?”

"It's only twenty-five years. It shouldn't be too much for seniors to wait, right?"

This time, it was the mysterious man who fell into deep thought.

If you want to break the formation, this kid is definitely not the best candidate. On the other hand, the boy from the Duanmu family, with his fire-based skills, is definitely the best candidate.

But I have a special status. Once the news of my birth spreads, it will cause a lot of trouble.

It has been sealed by that person for many years with the method of gold and ice. I no longer care about the past. Now there is only one wish, which is to find her whereabouts.

His thoughts quickly changed, and the mysterious man then said: "Twenty years, this is the maximum period I can give you!"

Su Twelve didn't even think about it, and immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay! Then we will still swear by our inner demons!"

The inner demon swore that there were not many restrictions on the mysterious person, but it was better than nothing.

The two of them had been communicating with each other using the secret technique of sound transmission. It seemed like a long time, but in fact it only lasted for more than ten breaths.

After a while, the two reached an agreement, and after each swore an oath to their inner demons, they smiled tacitly.

As for the so-called chance, Su Twelve didn't even ask too much, because

He knew clearly that the other party would not be able to give it to him.

The mysterious man didn't say anything. Obviously, the so-called chance was just a casual comment.

Su Twelve smiled, looked down at the little girl beside him, and said with a smile: "Yes, this old gentleman was sent by the old god to help us."

"So that's it, that's really great!" The little girl nodded vigorously, having no doubt about Su Twelve's words.

Su Twelve picked up Feng Fei, turned to look at the mysterious man, and asked: "Senior, I wonder how this junior should call you?"

The mysterious man said with emotion: "What's your name? It's been so long that I can't remember what my name is, and I don't want to think about it anymore. This place is called Qinghe City, so just call me Qinghe."

Speaking of the mysterious man, he casually gave himself a name.

"Qinghe? The senior's open-minded nature makes the junior admire him."

Su Twelve smiled softly and complimented the other person when he opened his mouth.

The mysterious man chuckled and said, "What about you, boy! Do you still want to hide your true identity now?"

Just as Su Twelve was about to speak, a scream suddenly came from the sky.

"ah……"

Su Twelve and the mysterious man Qinghe subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Through the formation, one could see among the clouds in the sky that the golden elixir female cultivator named Wen Rushuang was being grabbed by the wrist of Duanmu Fenlong's left arm with one hand.

Duanmu Fenlong put his left hand behind his back and grabbed Wen Rushuang's wrist with his right hand. He looked calm and relaxed, and his eyes did not conceal his contempt for Wen Rushuang.

The true energy in his body surged, and he right

The palms of the hands were red, like a furnace, and the temperature around the body continued to rise sharply, exuding a strange and fiery hot breath.

The hot breath spread upwards from Wen Rushuang's wrists. Wherever the breath touched, the flesh and blood on Wen Rushuang's arms instantly turned into flesh under the high temperature.

But in the blink of an eye, the originally delicate and elastic arm was reduced to a white skeleton.

The pain caused by such an injury cannot be described in words.

Wen Rushuang's face was as pale as snow, and she instinctively let out a shrill and sharp scream, which was the best proof.

Even those who are as strong as the golden elixir can hardly resist this kind of pain.

The hot breath was still spreading, and the poison of fire crazily eroded Wen Rushuang's lungs and heart.

In addition to the pain, Wen Rushuang made a quick decision, stretched out the five fingers of her right palm, used the palm as a knife, and slashed hard at her left shoulder.

"Poof!" .??.

The true energy surged and condensed into an invisible water sword on the surface of her palm.

The sword flashed, and Wen Rushuang's left arm was broken at the shoulder level.

Unable to move forward, the hot breath quickly returned. Under the impact of the heat flow, Wen Rushuang's broken bone arm instantly turned into flying ash and disappeared without a trace.

Wen Rushuang broke her arm and escaped, quickly distanced herself from Duanmu Fenlong, and saw this scene when she turned around.

Suddenly his eyes were about to burst, and the gaze he looked at Duanmu Fenlong was filled with endless hatred.

"Okay! Very good!! As expected of the Duanmu family's number one evil star, Wen Rushuang has seen it today!!!"

"The waves are rolling into the sky!!"

Wen Rushuang said bitterly, urging the technique with one hand.

The true energy inside the body rolled out, like the roar of the waves in the river.

Changes in the sky

, dark clouds rolled in, and thick water vapor enveloped the entire Qinghe City.

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Fenlong's expression became solemn, and his left hand behind his back and his right hand were slightly raised.

A ball of red energy quickly condensed in the middle of his hands, and the true energy was endless.

The two started fighting quickly, but in the blink of an eye, they each used their unique skills to fight for their lives.

"Hiss... what kind of move is this, so powerful?"

"Huh? Is this...Feng Ru Yao Technique actually reappearing in the world of cultivating immortals?!!!"

Looking at the fleshy mud and bone ashes falling from the sky, Su Twelve and the mysterious man Qinghe spoke at the same time.

Seeing the mysterious man Qinghe also showing a surprised expression, Su Twelve immediately asked: "Fen Ru wants a technique? Does the senior know the origin of this move?"

Today's Su Twelve has a vicious eye, and he can tell at a glance that Duanmu Burning Dragon's move is not only ruthless, but also extremely powerful.

The mysterious man looked solemn, nodded and said: "This move is one of the representative techniques among the ancient evil skills 'Fen Ru Yao Technique', called the Red Refining Golden Hand."

"This move is very sinister. Once it is used, it will emit endless flaming energy. The inflammatory energy invades the body of the person who is hit, and the burst of heat energy can melt the person into a ball of flesh in an instant."

"This little girl is lucky. She practices good water-based skills, which can restrain the fire-based moves to a certain extent."

"Otherwise...even if she has a golden elixir cultivation level, she will definitely die if she is hit by this move. It is impossible for her to have a chance to use this water-based trick, but her strength is far inferior to this kid. After this move, she will not die. Seriously injured."

The mysterious man quickly analyzed and nodded while talking.

When he mentioned the 'Fen Ru Yao Technique', his tone became obviously more solemn.