The Path to Becoming Immortal

Several soul-eating arrows that had been lurking around for a long time were mixed in the lightning and directly penetrated into the opponent's body.

"Ahhhh..." screams came out one after another, and Taoist Yin Yang also had panic in his eyes.

Immediately, the power surging in the opponent's body was continuously and quickly withdrawn, just like a punctured ball that could no longer gather.

Thick black mist was continuously drawn out of the body, and then merged into the Soul Refining Mountain.

Suddenly, the entire area was filled with howling ghosts and wolves.

"No, I'm really convinced. I'll make you a cow, a horse, a slave, a servant. I just want to spare my life!"

Onmyoji screamed in horror, and this time he really meant it.

However, no one in the field paid him any attention, and everyone watched this scene coldly.

Ning Ping has no mercy for such people. If the other party gains the upper hand, I am afraid that the fate of himself and others will not be much better.

Whether he begs for mercy or bows his head, there is absolutely no sense of shame for people like them who are just living an ignoble existence.

Maybe they were once powerful men in the past, but in this special environment, each of them has become profit-seeking.

The fate of Hu Buwei in the past is a living example.

Until the end, even the thunder and lightning disappeared, and Zhao Ming on the opposite side remained unmoved.

"Okay! Very good! You are so kind! You actually dare to kill my people in front of me."

Zhao Ming witnessed this scene with his own eyes, raised his hand and clapped his hands gently, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"What! Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

Ning Ping smiled lightly and glanced at the other party.

The monks on the other side all looked unhappy, eager to try, and a little scared, which I found funny.

The Ancient Sword Star and his party are very important to begin with, so of course they will make adequate preparations.

The scene before him, Gu Dang had warned himself before coming here that there might be monks from the Holy Land ambushing him here.

The other party had already verified this by hearing his name just now.

And the people who were sent here by the Merchant Alliance before were probably already dead.

"Your name is Ning Ping, right! Don't think that these two people can protect you! They can't protect you!"

Zhao Ming ignored Ning Ping's words and kept talking to himself. Both sides tried to gain the upper hand in words.

"That's right! My name is Ning Ping. I also have a share of the credit for overthrowing the Holy Land. By the way, I also sealed off your den of thieves!"

Ning Ping straightened his waist slightly and continued to stimulate the other party with his words.

Sure enough, after saying this, the smile that the other party had maintained finally disappeared and turned into murderous intent.

"Hmph~ What a sharp-toothed junior!"

"It's you ignorant people who have brought chaos to the entire world of cultivation and ruined my plan for ascension!"

I saw him gritting his teeth as he spoke, and the veins on his forehead faintly popped out.

"Eh~...Isn't that right! The exquisite sky-locking formation that blocks the entire world of cultivation has been broken by me. If you want to ascend, just fly. No one can stop you!"

Ning Ping pretended to be confused and then continued with a look of surprise on his face.

"Oh~ I understand, do you think you can't survive the ascension tribulation? Then you think about ascending through the Holy Light Ceremony. Fellow Taoist, you don't have enough confidence in yourself!"

Because Ning Ping saw at this moment that the opponent's cultivation level had reached the ascension stage above the Mahayana stage.

The aura emanating from his whole body was actually the same as that of Wu Chuxun and others before.

"Shut up! I still need you to teach me a lesson like a yellow-haired brat! One day, my Holy Lord will surely dominate the realm of cultivation, and then you and everyone else will prostrate themselves at the feet of my Holy Land! At that time, it will be a moment where you would rather die than wait. !”

After hearing Ning Ping's words, Zhao Ming immediately became furious, and his eyes began to look crazy as he spoke.

"Haha! The Holy Light Religion was created by you, right? By the way, last time you dared to invade the monument, you should feel lucky that you were not left behind!"

Ning Ping glanced at the other party with disdain. Anyway, it was inevitable for them to fight with each other. It would be more beneficial for him to anger the other party.

"Oh~... Also, that so-called Huo Rong Zhenren was also with you! He was also killed by us!"

"What? Master Huo Rong was really killed by you?"

Zhao Ming was really a little surprised this time. After all, there was little information here, but he still had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Hmph~ Even if he fell into your hands, I'm afraid he would have used some shady means! You think I would underestimate him, what a joke!"

"I finally waited for you to come today. I will take you all down and knock down that monument so that my holy land can reappear in the world of cultivation!"

Just as the other party was roaring, Hu Buwei on the side came over calmly.

"Ning Ping, be careful. There should be another person hiding nearby. If nothing else happens, it should be the other person who went to the monument last time!"

"Well, okay, I understand!" Ning Ping's consciousness had already explored the surroundings and found nothing unusual.

However, the lack of discovery does not mean that no one is hiding, it is just that he did not discover it, or the other party is too far away.

"We'll start later. You guys will tie each other down first, and I'll deal with the people on the periphery first."

"Okay!" Hu Buwei agreed directly.

It will be much easier to deal with the people on the periphery first, and whether to fight or run away next will be much easier. There are other people watching eagerly from the side, which is a variable.

Moreover, Ningping had this arrangement because he saw some differences in this group of people.

I saw that they all exuded similar auras, and their actions were all unified.

This is obviously some kind of combined attack technique that he has practiced, or some kind of battle formation that can be combined.

"Without further ado, let's do it!"

Just as the other party finished speaking, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly condensed, leaving a shadow on the spot and disappearing.

"Jie Jie, how dare you strike first in front of me! Let me capture these people!"

Zhao Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile.

"yes!"

After everyone around them responded, everyone immediately moved, flew back, and took out a smooth round mirror in their hands.

"Your opponents are both of us!"

Hu Buwei's entire body turned into a faint shadow, appearing directly beside the opponent, and he grabbed it with a fierce claw.

"Haha, we didn't succeed last time. Let's have a good fight today."

After Hong Shi laughed, the Lingyin Changming Lamp in his hand suddenly lit up, emitting a trace of smoke.

The smoke emitted, but it condensed but did not disperse, and drifted directly and quickly towards the other party.

"Get away!"

At this time, Zhao Ming shouted loudly and raised his hand to clap.