The Path to Becoming Immortal

After running fast for several hours, Ning Ping showed up with an excited look on his face and hurried to recover.

This time, he made a fortune. In this guy's storage bag, there were not only several bottles of elixirs and spiritual medicines, but also more than a thousand spiritual stones. With the reward on the killing order, this guy contributed more than 6,000 spiritual stones.

Unfortunately, the incident happened suddenly, and the flying sword not far from the ground was forgotten to be put away. But on second thought, he should not be too greedy, maybe greed will cause other troubles.

Now that the kid died inexplicably, let them have a headache.

But what Ning Ping didn't expect was that at this moment, those people also activated a sound transmission talisman and threw it out.

After a short rest, Ning Ping unfolded his body again and performed the wind escape technique to continue to move away.

"Humph, trash is trash." After a while, Ning Ping, who was running fast, couldn't help but complain.

Just now, he swallowed Tu Xinjun very smoothly. In such a short time, the soul power of that guy was refined by the Phantom Soul Devouring Technique. It was as if his soul had not been swallowed at all.

Ning Ping shook his head.

Just as Ning Ping was moving forward, he suddenly sensed a cultivator approaching quickly in his consciousness. Just when he was about to change direction.

He suddenly found that the other party seemed to have noticed Ning Ping and rushed straight towards him.

The other party's soul strength was not bad. The other party's cultivation fluctuations seemed a little strange, but it should be not much different from his own.

Ning Ping's heart was warmed, and he simply stood still and waited. Although he felt that the other party was not weak, he had no fear.

"Who are you? Take off your hood." The man in a black robe was somewhat similar to his own dress, and said coldly in a hoarse voice.

"You are quite arrogant!" Ning Ping said indifferently, of course, his voice was also changed.

"Why, are you still waiting for me to do it myself?" Although he couldn't see the other person's face, he could clearly feel the mockery on his face.

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Ning Ping didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other person after he finished speaking, and ordered his soul body to rush over, but then he found a surprising scene.

After approaching and performing the Soul Devouring Technique, he found that he couldn't shake the other person's soul at all. The other person's soul was just shaking slightly, and it was still firmly attached to the flesh.

At this time, the other person's cultivation was immediately revealed. He was actually a cultivator of the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Period.

"Foundation Establishment Cultivator!" Ning Ping exclaimed.

At this moment, Ning Ping instantly thought of an auxiliary technique that could conceal his own cultivation. It was useless at ordinary times, but it could prevent others from noticing his own cultivation. No wonder it was difficult to see clearly just now.

"Huh~ Soul attack, who are you?" As the man spoke, the long sword in his hand instantly chopped out, and then the man also mixed up, and the speed was several times faster than Ning Ping.

At this moment, Ning Ping was horrified, and he completely put away his contempt, feeling very depressed.

He did not dare to be arrogant at all. He threw out a talisman with his hand, and a transparent shield suddenly appeared in front of him. Then, he retreated quickly and a shield of Yuanli appeared.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Ping had set up three lines of defense.

"Puff, puff, puff, swish" sounded in succession.

A green light instantly broke through the three lines of defense that Ning Ping had just set up. In the end, he was unable to dodge and still left a scar on his body. Fortunately, there was this hole shield, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He was shocked to find that after blocking the opponent's attack, his Yuanli was horribly consumed by half.

Ning Ping was knocked away by a blow, and also sensed the characteristics of the opponent's Yuanli fluctuations, but at this moment he had no intention of counterattacking.

With a thought, he also pretended to raise a talisman in his hand, then hid his figure, and used the soul to wrap and quickly flew into the sky.

"Invisibility Talisman. Humph~" The black-robed monk snorted when Ning Ping disappeared, and then closed his eyes and searched carefully.

Ning Ping covered his chest and held his breath. After leaving a distance, he changed direction and fled quickly.

"What a powerful invisibility spell. What kind of talisman is this?" After searching for a while, the black-robed monk found nothing and couldn't help but praise.

"Who is this person? He actually knows soul attack spells! What a powerful soul. Why does it seem familiar?"

While muttering, he also regretted his carelessness.

Then he spread his body and carefully explored the surroundings, but still found nothing. In the end, he had to give up and shot at Luffy when Ning Ping came.

Ning Ping didn't dare to be arrogant this time. After running for a long time, he showed up and threw out the flying sword, and continued to run all the way.

After running for a whole day, Ning Ping found a secret cave and hid in it.

"Who is this person? He's so powerful. Why do I feel a faint sense of familiarity?" Ning Ping originally thought that even if the other party was a foundation-building cultivator, after the last experience, he was very confident that his current cultivation had greatly increased.

Who would have thought that the other party was not incompetent, and he almost caused a big disaster due to carelessness. And he had a dim feeling about this person, but he couldn't think of who he was.

Suddenly, Ning Ping's mind emerged with the first words of the black-robed cultivator when they met, "Who are you? Take off your hood."

At this moment, Ning Ping's eyes lit up. The other party was obviously more interested in his identity. The direction he was heading was exactly the direction of Tu Xinjun and the others. The sound transmission talisman, are they in the same group? Could it be a leader of a certain city lord's mansion?

Thinking of this, Ning Ping even regretted this rash action. For a moment of anger, he put himself in an invisible danger. That kind of trash is not worth it.

But then this idea was dispelled. Such trash should be eliminated as soon as possible. It is hard to say when it will bring greater trouble to himself.

While swallowing the next Qi-boosting pill to recover quickly, he also carefully recalled the scene of the previous battle.

Just now, he blocked the opponent's Qingmang sword energy attack, but his own Yuanli consumption was so great, but consuming Yuanli is better than consuming his life.

It seems that this cave shield has reached its defense limit, and it is of no help to absorb the opponent's Yuanli.

Fortunately, this way, he has a clear understanding of his own defense. He also understands the huge gap in strength between himself and the foundation-building cultivator.

Ning Ping is now more eager to build a foundation. If he reaches the foundation-building stage, he won't have to fear the opponent at all.

As soon as this thought came up, he suppressed it and made up his mind not to underestimate any opponent in the future. He has something to rely on, so who can guarantee that others don't have stronger means?

Then he thought of Tu Xinjun, who had been killed by him. The Jindan cultivator behind this guy is the problem. He has to be more cautious in the future.