Then, the immortal energy in the palm urged again, and then continued to activate the Jiuxiao Linglong Tower, spraying out a force containing the suction of space, and cautiously headed straight towards the source of the divine thunder.
The jade box that originally contained the thunder source had just broken into pieces.
However, Su Twelve has the Nine-Sky Exquisite Tower, which contains a small space world.
Whether or not there is a jade box does not make much difference to him.
The only thing you need to worry about is whether the source of the divine thunder that has suddenly increased in power can still be collected by you.
Fortunately, Su Twelve's worries were obviously a little too much.
The space power descended, and there was no resistance at all above the divine thunder source, so it was easily absorbed into the small space world of the pagoda. ??
After doing this, Su Twelve took a deep breath, and his heavy heart felt a little lighter at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned to the distance, Wangshu Sword hanging hundreds of miles away.
With this life-saving trump card, it is time to continue to Chenxing, pass Xuannv Tower, and then go to the Quicksand Land.
However, Wang Shujian did not wait for Su Twelve to greet him.
But at this moment, a faint cry for help reached my ears.
"help me!"
Huh? Are there others in this land of 100,000 mines?
Listening to this voice, the person speaking seems to be...a girl?
Su Twelve's pupils suddenly shrank, and his tyrannical consciousness immediately emerged from the center of his eyebrows and swept away following the sound.
The moment his spiritual consciousness swept across, his eyes immediately fell on the ground dozens of miles away.
In sight, a charred body was lying on the ground.
This corpse was none other than the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace in the hands of Shao Ai, the owner of the Xuannv Building who had previously been killed by the demon queen.
The clones cultivated during the distraction period are no different from living people.
After the death of the avatar of the Holy Son of Heavenly Dao Palace, no one paid attention to it. Su Twelve overcame the tribulation and caused another catastrophe.
Although there is a source of divine thunder, it can absorb
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He had absorbed most of his strength, but still had some energy left to fall on the ground around him.
Under the bombardment of tribulation thunder, the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, which was already lifeless, became like this after being destroyed again.
And it was not the charred corpses on the ground that cried out for help.
Instead, under the corpse, there was a bronze mirror magic weapon with a simple shape but full of cracks.
"This bronze mirror... is the unique magic weapon of the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, the Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror?"
"With so many cracks, it seems that this magic weapon has been damaged. The spiritual energy in it has completely disappeared. I'm afraid it won't be long."
"Shao Ai, the master of the Xuannv Building, is truly worthy of being the master of the first floor. He is even more famous among the monks in the distraction phase of the Holy Land of Cultivation of Immortals."
"With a snap of a finger, not only the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace was killed, but also the magic weapon used by the other party was destroyed. In terms of cultivation strength, I'm afraid he is not inferior to Senior Xiao Wukian at all."
With just one glance, Su Twelve recognized the origin of the bronze mirror.
However, the person who called out for help could not be found.
In doubt, Su Twelve suddenly had a flash of inspiration as he looked at the dilapidated bronze mirror in front of him.
"By the way, if I remember correctly, although this Jiuyang Shenhuojian is only a magical treasure, there is a weapon spirit in it."
"So, the one who just asked for help must be the spirit of the weapon."
"If the Jiuyang Divine Fire Mirror is destroyed, the weapon spirit in it can only end up dissipating in the world. The weapon spirit has a spirit, and it naturally does not want to die."
"As for my Jiuxiao Exquisite Pagoda, although it was successfully refined, the time is still short and the weapon spirit has not been produced yet."
"If this weapon spirit can be subdued and refined into the Jiuxiao Exquisite Pagoda, the power of the spirit treasure will be even stronger. In this way, the quicksand land
During the trip, we can have some more safeguards."
After reacting, Su Twelve lowered his head and looked at the Nine Heavens Exquisite Tower in his hand, and his mind immediately became active.
Regardless of whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual treasure, whether there is a weapon spirit or not, the gap is quite large.
Thinking of this, Su Twelve decisively raised his hand and waved his hand, and Pei Ran's immortal energy poured out from the air.
However, the immortal essence was soaring in the air, but it did not go to retrieve the treasure mirror on the ground.
Instead, it landed on the body of the clone of the Holy Son of Heavenly Dao Palace on the ground, sending his body flying into the air.
Before the body hit the ground, it turned into flames and set the body on fire.
The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace had no life left at all, and was even under the thunder of his own Tribulation Transcendence, and was bombarded by the Tribulation Thunder.
If he really pretended to be dead, the previous Heavenly Tribulation Thunder would have reacted. ??
From this point of view alone, there is no doubt that the other party is dead.
However, Su Twelve has always acted cautiously. Even if he knew that the other party was dead, he would not dare to let down his guard at all.
"You kid, you are acting too cautiously, aren't you? It's just a dead body, why should you be so careful?"
He saw Su Twelve's actions and looked at the corpses that were turning into ashes in the firelight.
Wangshu Jian came flying from a hundred miles away, and the sword spirit reappeared, tilting his head and sticking out the tip of his tongue at Su Twelve.
"People's hearts are unpredictable! There is a period of distraction, and it is even more difficult to predict what the means can do. Even if you die, there is no guarantee that there will not be some strange back-up plan. Be careful, it is always right."
Su Twelve looked indifferent. While keeping his distance, he also remained alert.
Immortal energy surges around the body, and silently condenses in front of the body to form an invisible defensive aura.
"Tch! You're making a fuss out of a molehill. If you ask me to tell you...you are the most treacherous and cunning boy!"
Wangshu Jianling rolled his eyes and pouted.
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, muttering to the side.
She was naturally aware of the complexity of the world of immortality, but in her opinion, Su Twelve's reaction was a bit too cautious.
And this kind of behavior is enough to show that the person in front of you is more cunning than others.
While Wangshu Sword Spirit was muttering, in the air, the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace was engulfed in flames, completely turning into flying ashes and dissipating.
Wangshu Jianling was about to continue speaking.
At this moment, a wisp of black mist suddenly emerged from the fire.
In the blink of an eye, the black energy condensed into a sharp arrow, which rushed out with lightning speed and headed straight for Su Twelve in the distance.
However, Su Twelve always kept a considerable distance from this black energy, and was always on guard against it.
Before the black sharp arrow could fall, his figure swayed and disappeared from the spot, rising straight up.
The speed was so fast that the lingering image had not had time to dissipate.
"boom!"
Almost at the same time, a sharp black arrow passed through the afterimage of Su Twelve and hit a mountain in the distance.
The huge force directly leveled a thousand-foot mountain to the ground.
The destructive power is as strong as a full blow from the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace during his lifetime.
In the billowing dust and mist, the black arrows exhausted their power and turned into black air again, disappearing between heaven and earth.
Looking at the dissipating black mist, Su Twelve's figure was flying in the sky, secretly exclaiming that it was very dangerous, but he still did not dare to relax at all.
Even if he survives the heavenly tribulation and becomes a true one-tribulation loose immortal.
But in terms of cultivation strength alone, compared with existence in the distraction stage, even the weakest existence in the distraction stage, there is still a huge difference.
A full hour passed, the dust fell to the ground in the distance, and there was nothing strange in the field.
Su Twelve then cautiously drew an arc in the air and landed again on another mountain in the distance.