The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping was shocked by this. It seemed that the opponent's power transferred to this side was far beyond his imagination.

Without the resistance of the Soul Refining Mountain, Luo Kun Xianjun attacked again.

He could even see a hint of teasing in the opponent's eyes.

"Ignorance!"

After the opponent uttered two words, the jade plate in his hand shone brightly and hit him again.

At this time, he clearly felt that this attack was far better than before, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

"Be careful!"

Ning Ping resisted the surging breath in his body and reminded Yuner beside him.

"Why are you afraid of him? He's asking for a fight!"

Yuner was not afraid at all, and she raised her fist and hit him directly.

"Boom..."

As soon as she hit a place, Yuner flew back directly, and fell to the ground in a flash, and was seriously injured in an instant.

At this moment, Ning Ping had no way to meet Yuner, so he directly urged the Tianyan Ding to meet him.

Then he mobilized all his energy and hit him again.

"Boom..."

The Tianyan Ding also flew back and crashed into the body in a flash.

The remaining power collided with Ning Ping's punch.

"Boom..."

After a loud noise, Ning Ping's arm cracked, and his body was instantly lowered by the blow, and he fell beside Yuner, and was instantly seriously injured.

This sudden change also attracted the attention of Wu Chuxun and others who were fighting in the distance, and they felt something was wrong.

It seems that this Immortal Lord Luo Kun is planning to defeat them one by one, and he doesn't intend to let anyone here go.

Unexpectedly, Ning Ping was the first to attack.

Just when Ning Ping was about to use the Qiankun Soul Escape Technique to avoid the next possible attack.

The sky above his head suddenly became lighter, and the Immortal Lord Luo Kun above him showed a strange smile again, and the breath in his body instantly weakened.

An extremely bad feeling also emerged in his heart.

"Be careful!"

Ning Ping immediately turned his head and shouted loudly from the direction of Wu Chuxun and others.

At this moment, the real body of the clone of the Immortal Lord Luo Kun, who was fighting with Wu Chuxun and the others, suddenly became more powerful.

As the light grew, his figure disappeared in an instant, and he threw several punches at several people in succession.

"Boom boom boom..."

After several consecutive punches, only Wu Chuxun and Hun Tian Mo Zu were able to resist.

Yun Jian and the others flew backwards and fell to the ground.

Ning Ping swept his consciousness and found that Yun Jian, Hu Lao and Hong Shi were fine, but they had lost all their energy and their breath was in chaos. They fell to the ground with serious injuries, but at least they were still conscious.

But Wu Chuxun's eldest disciple, Ju Bing of Piao Miao Pavilion, was in a very bad situation at the moment.

He was originally very weak from the consumption, and he was fighting with a strong will.

At this moment, the whole person was covered with cracks and his face was ashen under the opponent's punch.

He gritted his teeth and tried desperately to suppress the power raging in his body.

Unfortunately, everything was in vain.

"Crack, crack..." A series of sounds came out.

Unable to suppress the power in his body, Ju Bing's whole body suddenly collapsed, like a huge piece of ice shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.

This was also the second time that a Mahayana cultivator was killed or injured on the outside world side.

"Ju Bing..."

Seeing this, Wu Chuxun immediately roared, gritted his teeth and rushed out again, exuding a strange aura.

However, Luo Kun Xianjun smiled slightly, as if he had expected this scene and dealt with it very easily.

Ning Ping only came to his senses at this time.

Just now, the opponent used Yoona's performance to enhance the strength of the soul, but the main body of the clone showed weakness to the enemy.

While everyone was relaxed, he directly attacked with a heavy hand, wanting to kill Ning Ping in one fell swoop, but Ning Ping had the Soul Refining Mountain, so he barely resisted it.

Just when everyone thought that Ning Ping would definitely die under the opponent's fist, who would have thought that he suddenly withdrew his strength again and severely injured several Mahayana cultivators.

In the final analysis, the only ones who were a threat to him were those Mahayana cultivators, and everything they had just done was just to cover up their tracks.

Their target had always been Wu Chuxun and the others.

So the strength of the soul of Luo Kun, the Immortal Lord above them, should be very low at this moment.

After thinking about this clearly, Ning Ping's eyes flashed, and he exerted force with his feet.

With an extremely sad and angry face, he flew up directly.

"Haha, kid! What, do you want to fight me to death? You are not qualified!"

Feeling the anger on Ning Ping, although Luo Kun was surprised at the other party's strong recovery ability, he still showed a hint of pride in his eyes.

Ning Ping said nothing, his hands danced continuously, and one after another dark blue arrows were shot out.

"Haha, you want to hurt me with the power of thunder?"

The smile on Luo Kun's face became a little stronger, and he had no intention of blocking it at all. 】

Suddenly, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of thunder flowers.

Ning Ping continued to shoot several more black arrows.

"Hmm! Not bad, this soul technique is interesting, but it's still not enough to hurt me."

Luo Kunxianjun's eyes flashed, and he saw the soul-devouring arrow clearly. With a thought, he shot out several sharp rays to block it.

Ning Ping was already close at this time, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Concentrating all the energy in his body, he directly punched out with the Tongtian Fist, and a touch of deathly gray aura was hidden in his fist.

Everything he did before was for this move.

"Boom..."

The punch without any fancy moves directly collided with Luo Kunxianjun's soul, and Ning Ping flew back directly.

"Hmm..."

At this time, the soul of Luo Kun Xianjun, who had just been mocking, suddenly froze and uttered a muffled groan.

He opened his eyes and looked at Ning Ping fiercely.

"I didn't expect that you could still perform it. It seems that I underestimated you!"

While speaking, his whole body trembled slightly, and it seemed that he was trying his best to suppress it.

However, he never said the three words of the God-killing Curse, and it seemed that he didn't want to leak it out.

His eyes contained a more murderous intent than before. Not only that, the clone of Luo Kun Xianjun in the distance also stared at him with a cold face.

At the same time, his body also trembled slightly.

It seems that under the death curse, his body was also affected.

Then, after the soul glared at Ning Ping fiercely, the whole person disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the light walls around him also disappeared. In this way, everyone instantly relaxed and regained their freedom.

Ning Ping was also secretly relieved at this time. After he broke through to the fusion stage, the power of the death curse also increased greatly.

This is also his trump card, and the source of his confidence.

Although he doesn't know how much effect it can have, it seems that the other party can't take it lightly.

At this time, another accident also made Wu Chuxun and others retreat, and they took the opportunity to recover.

At this time, as soon as the soul of Luo Kun Xianjun merged into the main body, the breath in his body instantly became chaotic.

It seems that he wanted to merge the soul so that he could suppress the death curse together.

I saw that the veins on his face were bulging, and his face turned gray for a while, and then a little red appeared.

After a long time, his face stabilized to a cyan.

"You have completely angered me! Then you can die!"