The Path to Becoming Immortal

Lord Luo Kun stared at Ning Ping from afar, his eyes full of murderous intent.

This ascension tribulation, how could he, a mere fusion stage cultivator, withstand it.

No, he must not stay, he must not!

With his momentum, he will break through the Mahayana stage, and the future ascension tribulation will definitely not be able to stop him.

Then his own affairs will be leaked! This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.

"Crack..."

Just as Lord Luo Kun's expression kept changing, another wave of tribulation thunder descended.

At this time, Ning Ping had just refined all the tribulation thunder around him, and with lightning flowers flashing all over his body, he raised his hand again, and a thunderbolt went up into the sky.

"Haha, it's great to have someone blocking the tribulation thunder!"

Being surrounded by tribulation thunder, the ancestor of the Huntian Demon was excited. You know, it's true that the demon race cultivates fast, but it can also be said that most people die under the thunder tribulation.

But now, he can personally witness others helping him block the tribulation thunder, and this feeling is incomparably comfortable.

While enjoying it, he also looked at Luo Kun Xianjun in the distance.

"Hey, you glowing dog thief, how do you feel! Is it painful or not? Haha!"

At this time, Luo Kun Xianjun had just used the jade plate in his hand to bear the thunder that fell from the sky. At this moment, under the spread of thunder and lightning, his whole body was surging with shocking thunder and lightning.

After hearing the ridicule of Hun Tian Mo Zu, he was even more angry.

The thunder and lightning power that had just been suppressed in his body almost went out of control.

He couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.

"Hey, you dare to glare at me! Believe it or not, I will fuck you!"

Seeing the other party glaring at him, Hun Tian Mo Zu felt offended instantly and glared back.

"Okay, go and fuck him!" At this time, Ning Ping's indifferent voice came over, and the surroundings that were originally full of thunder also had a gap facing Luo Kun Xianjun.

"Hey, you bastard, I'm here to tell you to bite me!"

At this time, the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian walked over slowly, his eyes full of teasing.

"Hmph, are you his dog? You bite whoever he tells you to bite?"

At this time, Luo Kun Xianjun showed a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth, but he was shocked in his heart, and tried his best to suppress the thunder and lightning surging in his body.

Hearing this, the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian was slightly stunned, looked at Ning Ping, turned his head and looked at the Immortal Lord Luo Kun in the distance, and a trace of entanglement appeared on his face.

"He said you are a dog, so you are really a dog? What are you thinking?"

When Wu Chuxun saw the other party's expression at this time, he shouted angrily.

"Ah!!! That's right, you bastard, you actually said I was a dog, wait for me to beat you!"

It seemed that the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian had just reacted at this time.

"You are a bastard, wait for me to beat you!"

As soon as he reacted, the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian gave the other party a nickname, stepped on his feet, and slashed out with the magic blade in his hand.

A demon blade with rolling demonic energy, which contained a series of roaring ghost cries and wolf howls, rushed towards Luo Kunxianjun.

"You are a brain-sick guy!"

Luo Kunxianjun was furious for a moment, but he had no choice but to forcefully raise all his energy to resist.

The white jade plate that had just received the thunderbolt was forced to move again to meet it.

"Boom..."

"Wow..."

After a loud noise, Luo Kunxianjun could no longer bear the chaotic breath in his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

As a last resort, with a burst of urging, the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the altar under his feet was sucked into his body again.

Before he could come to his senses, another loud noise came from the nine heavens.

"Crack..."

Seeing the thunderbolt fall again, Luo Kunxianjun couldn't help but look black.

For a moment, he also fled to a distance, fearing that the group of people would do something weird again.

But what puzzled him was that as soon as he moved his feet, the boy over there followed him.

"Don't come over! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Immortal Lord Luo Kun was anxious and threatened.

"Oh! Then I want to see how rude you are!"

When the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian heard this, he was also happy. From the smile on his face, it seemed that he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

So a strange scene appeared. The arrogant Immortal Lord Luo Kun kept moving on the altar.

And Ning Ping and his group behind him kept following.

Several people also took turns to interfere with each other from time to time, making Immortal Lord Luo Kun miserable.

After dozens of thunders, the aura of Immortal Lord Luo Kun was visibly weakened.

Of course, he didn't dare to run too far, because he was afraid of dragging other people into the heavenly tribulation, and the consequences would be more serious.

However, Ning Ping had such an idea, but he thought about it and gave up.

The most important target at the moment is this Immortal Lord Luo Kun, otherwise it would be a big problem whether there is a future or not.

As time goes by, the intensity of the tribulation thunder is getting stronger and stronger.

Even if Ning Ping has the assistance of the Thunder Domain, it has become a little difficult.

"Let's do it together! This tribulation thunder is not just a tribulation, it is also very useful to us!"

At this time, Wu Chuxun suddenly made a mysterious suggestion.

At this time, in addition to the Hun Tian Demon Ancestor, several other people also helped from the side.

A scene that surprised several people appeared, as the tribulation thunder poured into the bodies of several people.

The breath in their bodies also changed, and it actually echoed with the mysterious breath above the nine heavens.

"Sister Chuxun, what's the matter with this breath in your body?"

After clearly sensing the changes several times, Ning Ping couldn't help but ask.

The few of them looked at each other at this time, and Wu Chuxun said lightly.

"This is the guiding breath of the ascension calamity. Of course, this is the effect of the ascension calamity. After this heavenly calamity, we may all ascend together!"

"Oh! That's it!" Ning Ping suddenly realized, and looked up thoughtfully.

Although he already knew the result, he still felt a little melancholy in his heart.

They are all facing ascension, and this heavenly calamity may be the last trace of them left in the world of cultivation.

"After being promoted to the Mahayana stage, the Yuanli in the body will slowly transform into Xianyuan. In fact, this rumor is also wrong!"

Perhaps sensing the slight fluctuation of Ning Ping's thoughts, Wu Chuxun also continued to talk about some secrets after the Mahayana stage.

"The so-called transformation into immortal essence is actually the manifestation of the ultimate condensation of Yuanli. Due to the law, no matter how you practice in this world, you cannot cultivate immortal essence."

"If you want to cultivate immortal essence, you can only ascend to the immortal world. After a period of time, the Yuanli condensed to the extreme in your body will be completely transformed into immortal essence, and then your strength will increase again."

"..."

Accompanied by the rolling thunder, Wu Chuxun slowly narrated.

But Ning Ping felt like he was telling a parting story, so as he listened, a trace of sadness emerged in his heart.