The Path to Becoming Immortal

Large arrays of shields appeared one after another to stop the light arrows behind them.

As a result, the entire formation shook violently, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

But all this is an illusion. Every time it seems to be about to collapse, Ning Ping takes the initiative to save it from the brink of collapse.

However, it is obvious that the power of the formation seems to have been weakened a lot.

After a long time, under constant wear and tear, this blow was finally worn away.

After this time, the faces of the monks were filled with joy, as if they could take down the opponent next time.

"What? Are you out of strength? Is this all you can do?"

As soon as he stopped, Ning Ping sneered disdainfully.

However, these words combined with his performance at this moment, it seems that he is a little guilty and trying to hold on.

"Haha! That's as you wish!"

I saw the leader, with a slight shout, a wave of power began to gather in front of him.

"Then we will blast your broken formation directly and let you feel the power of the Holy Light!"

As he spoke, a light arrow shot out fiercely again.

"Hehe, you just want to control me with one attack! Are you too trusting?"

Ning Ping disappeared without hesitation and laughed.

However, this time Ning Ping did not take action to block the light arrows, but only relied on his body skills to continuously try to avoid them.

This scene also made the other party's eyes brighten.

"Hmph! Since you feel that one blow is not enough, then we will do as you wish and make you more comfortable!"

As they spoke, everyone's breath surged again, and another light arrow began to condense.

"Boy, you can really hide, then give me a little more and see where you can escape!"

Just after a light arrow was released again, they felt it was not enough. After a chuckle, the entire battle formation began to surge again.

Light arrows were condensed one after another, and soon there were four light arrows following Ning Ping.

However, under the continuous condensation of light arrows, the aura on their bodies was obviously weakened at this moment.

Ning Ping kept using his body skills to shuttle through the formation.

After noticing Ning Ping's extraordinary body skills and speed, the monks around him began to change their strategies.

Under the control of the opponent, the four light arrows began to encircle and intercept Ningping.

Just after Ning Ping quickly moved a position, a light arrow suddenly stabbed silently from one side.

Qiankun Soul Escape Technique.

With a thought, an invisible soul mark appeared in front of Ning Ping, and he took one step forward and merged into it.

At this critical moment, the light arrow directly penetrated Ning Ping's body.

"This guy has so many tricks up his sleeve! Humph..."

Zhao Ming, who was observing the battle situation here from time to time with his spiritual thoughts from a distance, couldn't help but muttered when he saw this.

But he was not worried at all at the moment. Under such a pursuit, no matter how good the opponent's movement skills were, he would always miss.

No matter how many times the kid can dodge, the light arrow only needs to hit him once.

Sure enough, the next scene vaguely confirmed what he was thinking.

Just as Ning Ping got another soul mark, he was immediately locked by the light arrows again. Four light arrows drew arcs and surrounded him again.

In this way, Ning Ping used body skills and soul escape skills to continuously avoid.

Of course, while Ning Ping kept dodging, he also kept calculating the angle at which the light arrow would follow him.

After many times of dodging, the unique aura emitted by the soul seal was also noticed by the other party.

They discovered that the fluctuations emitted by the soul seal drilled by Ning Ping next time were also different from others.

Often, just as Ningping used his soul escape technique to dodge, several light arrows directly pierced the abnormally fluctuating soul mark.

However, what they didn't know was that this was exactly what Ning Ping wanted them to know.

The soul seal is invisible, and the transformation takes place in an instant. How could there be abnormal fluctuations? Even if there were, they would not be able to detect them with their level of cultivation.

In the midst of continuous dodging, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly froze at a certain moment.

A message instantly fell into the ears of Hu Buwei and Hong Shi.

The two people who were fighting each other suddenly had their eyes flashing slightly, and they both activated their movements and disappeared at the same time.

At this moment, Ning Ping's soul escape technique was activated again, and the other exit was on the other side of Zhao Ming.

As soon as Ning Ping emerged from the soul seal, he raised his hand and punched out without hesitation.

Under the stimulation of the skill, a clear dragon head appeared on the fist. The pair of dragon eyes on the dragon head even exuded a strong killing intent, staring at Zhao Ming in front of him.

Zhao Minggang was still wondering why his two opponents suddenly disappeared, but there was a sudden punch in front of him.

"Hmph~...Boy, do you think this will allow you to succeed in a sneak attack?"

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Ming's mouth, he raised his hand and punched, and a giant golden fist came forward.

"Sir, be careful!" But at this moment, several exclamations erupted from all around, which immediately shocked him.

In his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly realized that the four light arrows behind him were approaching, and it was already too late to change the direction.

The punch in front of him had just been punched, and the old strength had just come out and the new strength had not yet been generated. If he wanted to avoid it, it was too late to gather the energy at this moment.

Zhao Ming suddenly felt chills all over his body, and a crisis suddenly emerged.

"drink!......"

Being attacked from both sides, he could only shout loudly, and his whole body suddenly shone with golden light, and all his skin was coated with a layer of metallic luster. Under the aura, he turned into a metal giant.

"Boom boom boom..."

A loud and earth-shaking sound exploded around Zhao Ming, and the whole person instantly turned into a huge ball of light.

"Boom boom..."

A powerful power also erupted from it, accompanied by a rumbling sound, turning into a strong shock wave that swept around.

Ning Ping punched out, and took a step back without hesitation. Before the shock wave arrived, he drilled into the soul seal behind him again.

"My lord!" Exclamations also came from the mouths of the monks around him, and there was deep worry on their faces.

When Ning Ping drilled out of another soul seal, Hu Buwei and Hong Shi were by his side at this moment, and immediately the formation shield blocked in front of him with a thought.

"Boom..." The shock wave swept over, and the residual power alone made the entire formation shake.

"Hehe, good job!"

"Haha, this is a real bummer!"

Hu Buwei and Hong Shi gave a thumbs up at the same time, looking like they were enjoying the fun.

This scene was exactly the way he had thought of before, using his flexible body movements in the formation.