The Path to Becoming Immortal

If such a strong offensive was blocked by all formations, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to withstand even one blow.

In such a melee, the greatest role that formations can play is interference.

In a battle between monks, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. Just a little interference can determine life or death.

"Bang bang..."

"ah……"

"ah……"

There were crashes and exclamations one after another, and immediately there were casualties on our side.

"kill……"

There was also an angry shout among the monks in the formation.

After blocking a wave of attacks, it was his side's turn to launch a comprehensive counterattack.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."

With the cooperation of the magic formula, dozens of heads flew up again.

"Boom boom..."

Suddenly, there were stumps and broken arms flying everywhere.

Especially the group of Xuanyue Sword Sect, all of them are elders who are above the god transformation stage, and all of them have extraordinary skills.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and with the cooperation of the formation, the Holy Land monks in front fell down one by one.

In the past two hundred years, several other Jianfeng elders have also made breakthroughs, and this time they all participated.

Xu Hongbao, the dragon chanting sword, had just cut off half of the body of a monk in the integration stage, but suddenly he was shocked.

A ray of sword light turned into a shining light and struck at his head.

Xu Hongbao's face turned pale in an instant. He was too late to block this blow, but when he thought about it, he had already cut off many heads just now, so he had made his money back.

Just when a ferocious smile appeared on his face and he was about to die, something suddenly changed.

Suddenly, countless sword energies emerged in front of him, forming a huge sword shield.

This shield seems to be different from what I know, and there is an unknown layer of protection attached to it.

But even so, this sword and shield still gave me a very familiar feeling, and my consciousness swept away the source of the sword energy.

"Shi Yi, be careful!"

"boom……"

While Xu Hongbao exclaimed, he did not think that the opponent could block this blow.

That massive ray of light instantly struck the sword and shield.

The sword and shield were extremely tough. They collapsed layer by layer before finally exploding. However, the attack was still blocked.

This was exactly what Ning Ping blocked. There were formation patterns on the sword and shield, and he barely managed to block the opponent's terrifying blow.

Of course, being able to block the attack of this Mahayana monk from the Holy Land was also related to the opponent's lack of fighting experience.

After the Mahayana monk's attack failed, he was also stopped by Yun Jian, and he felt relaxed.

"Thank you Shi Yi!" When he had time, Xu Hongbao looked at Ning Ping with a shocked expression.

He thought that Elder Shi Yi was very strong, but he didn't expect that he could take a blow from a dignified Mahayana monk.

"We have nothing to thank! Kill more!"

Ning Ping smiled faintly and moved directly to disappear into the formation again.

Then with a thought, Yao Yao and A Kui were summoned one after another.

As soon as he appeared, Yao Yao's small figure couldn't wait to disappear in a flash. After so many years, with the massive resources of Tianyan space, it has become different from what it used to be.

I saw that it was as fast as lightning, and it was difficult to even see the trajectory of the shuttle. In a few flashes, several Holy Land monks were inexplicably pierced through the head, and they died inexplicably.

"Wow..." Agui roared angrily as soon as he appeared, startling all the Holy Land monks across from him who had never seen the world.

Then, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he directly entered the battle group. The killing efficiency was not high, but he was still very powerful.

After Ning Ping saw that they had no worries about their safety, he started killing again.

"Brother!!" As soon as Yao Yao and A Kui appeared, Yoona, who was jumping around and attacking, suddenly shouted out with his eyes brightening.

"Be careful!" Ning Ping turned around and showed a smile, but his expression suddenly changed.

At this time, a Holy Land monk behind Yun'er was holding a long knife and was slashing at Yun'er's head, and even a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Ning Ping was anxious, and a sword suddenly appeared in his mind, and strangled him fiercely.

Unfortunately, it still feels like it’s too late.

"Hehe!!" At this time, Yoona showed a bright smile and grabbed it with his backhand without looking back.

Just when Ning Ping was worried that something would happen to the other party's delicate little hands, a strange scene happened.

"Hey..." Yoona grabbed the long knife above her head in her little hand.

With a cry of hey, Yoona used all her strength to lift the opponent up, and then fell directly to the ground.

The other party was in shock, his whole body was restrained by Yoona's power, and he couldn't even break free.

"It's so fierce!!" Ning Ping was secretly shocked, his face relaxed, and he quietly gave the other party a thumbs up!

It seems that the other party's strength is nothing to worry about.

After receiving the praise, Yoona was even more happy. She clenched a pair of small pink fists and rushed out babbling.

This scene also made Ning Ping dumbfounded.

Of course, even if Yoona's strength is indeed incredibly strong, this law of power is really an eye-opener for her.

But then, Ning Ping still allocated part of his energy to protect her. In his eyes, Yoona was just a child.

Then he used the backhand of Danjue to kill several Mahayana monks.

The remaining Mahayana monks also learned their lesson. With mutual care, it was not so easy to succeed.

And they had also noticed the huge impact of this formation on their attacking party.

Under the interference of the formation, the monks were simply elusive, and the monks of the holy land not only had to face the attack, but also had to deal with the illusion of reality.

Ning Ping shuttled through the formation, constantly attacking, or helping fellow monks in danger.

In this way, except for the few surviving Mahayana monks, some other people fell into the sword formation continuously.

"Seniors! Break the formation first!" At this time, a familiar voice came over.

Ning Ping looked closely and saw that it was Yu Tianxiao. He was not surprised at all that he reminded Ning Ping.

He was also a person with great fighting experience. After this period of fighting, he could not fail to see it.

So immediately afterwards, their offensive changed, and they paid the price of the life of a Mahayana monk.

Under the continuous bombardment of some nodes of the formation, the entire formation finally couldn't hold on and exploded.

"What a pity!" Ning Ping secretly said it was a pity after taking back the formation plate that was damaged again.

Then he had an idea and looked up, only to see Yu Tianxiao staring at him with a contradictory face in the distance.

"Why?" Then he heard Yu Tianxiao gritting his teeth and shouting.