The Path to Becoming Immortal

In this way, Zhao Ming was in a dilemma. It might not be a short time to continue trying to refine the Soul Refining Mountain.

However, if this continued, his soul would probably be sucked out in a short time.

So he just took a gamble and let the Soul Refining Mountain suck his soul, and when it was filled with his soul, he would kill it in one fell swoop.

Or he should retreat for the time being and look for another opportunity.

In a flash, Zhao Ming had made a decision, that is, it would be better to hide first.

Because in this moment, the suction force was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed to be bottomless. ,

If he didn't leave now, he might be powerless to leave in a while.

"Ah~!"

Zhao Ming roared in his heart, and all the metal torrents began to surge violently.

At this time, Zhao Ming also clearly sensed an extremely strong suction force acting on every corner of his metal torrent.

At this moment, he realized more clearly that he must leave this terrifying magic weapon in time, otherwise he might never be able to leave it again.

At this moment, the metal torrent quickly changed and merged, and once again turned into huge tentacles.

The tentacles also continued to shrink and merge, and Zhao Ming's body appeared again.

"Hah..."

Zhao Ming shouted loudly, exerted force under his feet, and his body shot out like lightning, finally breaking free from the shackles of the Soul Refining Mountain.

"Bang..."

Zhao Ming's figure stopped only after hitting the shield of the formation.

"Good boy, this magic weapon is really weird!"

Zhao Ming stared at Ning Ping, who was standing leisurely on the Soul Refining Mountain at this moment, with a changing expression.

However, his aura was obviously much weaker at this time, especially his pale face, which looked frightening, and he looked like he had lost his vitality.

"Weird... No, no, it's just your ignorance!"

Ning Ping also had a deep smile on his face, and looked at the Soul Refining Mountain under his feet with satisfaction.

"Hmph~" Zhao Ming suppressed his anger and snorted coldly.

Then he flipped his hand and grabbed a golden long sword in his palm.

He raised it violently and slashed it down.

However, Ning Ping in the distance had a strange look on his face.

Because the opponent's sword was not slashing towards him, but slashing towards the shield of the formation behind him.

"Boom..."

After a violent roar, the entire shield of the formation was immediately revealed, and a huge ripple also spread at the impact point.

But the formation just shook violently and recovered as before.

At this time, two faint figures sitting cross-legged appeared at the edge of the formation.

There is no doubt that these two figures are Hu Buwei and Hong Shi who left early before.

Zhao Ming looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but stand in mid-air. Looking at the two figures that gradually disappeared again, his expression became more and more ugly.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hands silently, continuing to slash at the formation.

"Boom boom boom..."

The continuous roars resounded throughout the formation.

The formation continued to twist violently, revealing a huge translucent shield, and a violent wave was also flowing inside the shield.

But under the leadership of two Mahayana monks, the formation was still unbreakable.

"You want me to surrender, wishful thinking!"

Under the continuous bombardment, there was still no progress, and Zhao Ming's anger was directly shed on Ning Ping.

He now knew that if he didn't get rid of the kid in front of him, he would have no way to get out.

And as long as he got rid of him, he would also gain a great opportunity.

At this moment, the two sides were already fighting to the death. Even if he had little chance of winning, he still had to go all out.

He roared angrily, and his body suddenly disappeared.

When he emerged again, he had already arrived above Ning Ping's head and slashed down with a sword without hesitation.

Seeing that annoying boy being split in half by his sword, he could not help but feel happy.

But then he became alert again, and the feeling in his hand told him that he had only cut a shadow of the opponent.

"Dang..."

A crisp collision sound was heard, and Zhao Ming's body quickly retreated under the rebound.

But at this time, a dark sharp blade also shot towards him from the side.

"Huh..."

With a thought, Zhao Ming activated the Golden Domain again.

For a while, a continuous stream of various weapons met the dark sharp blade.

Then, in the domain full of the breath of the law, the Soul Devouring Arrow was also blocked by the opponent.

At this time, Ning Ping also moved, and after taking a step, the whole person disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had already come behind the opponent.

As soon as he appeared, the Xuanyue Sword in his hand slashed out fiercely.

At the same time, a strong breath of thunder and lightning emanated from all around his body.

"Zizizizi..."

The opponent's gold field was immediately submerged by lightning.

"Hmph, use the same trick again!"

While Zhao Ming was speaking, his aura suddenly increased, and the weapons that were just stagnant under the lightning suddenly became agile again.

But at this time, the aura of the sword formation that Ning Ping unfolded changed greatly. Under the surge of countless sword energy, it turned into a wave and directly covered the opponent.

"A trivial trick!"

Zhao Ming muttered disdainfully, and the densely packed weapons broke through the waves and slashed directly at Ning Ping.

But at this time, a sense of extreme cold surged from the depths of all the waves, and all the waves solidified instantly.

The entire area also turned into a huge ice block in an instant.

Zhao Ming and the countless weapons released around his body were also frozen in the ice.

At this time, several small black arrows had already been shot out silently and were approaching quickly.

"Boom boom boom..."

Zhao Ming was startled and used all his strength to urge the weapons around him to intercept. Suddenly, the entire ice collapsed quickly and exploded with a rumbling sound.

But due to the interference of the ice, it was too late, and he could only watch the small arrow emitting a terrifying aura sink into his body.

"Hmph..."

Zhao Ming hummed secretly, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged in pain.

However, his spirit was indeed very tenacious. As soon as he cleared Ning Ping's soul-devouring arrow, he stared at Ning Ping with murderous intent.

"Cut..."

With a roar, all the weapons condensed together and turned into a large sword several dozen feet long, which slashed down fiercely at Ning Ping's head.

Ning Ping had already anticipated the other party's gathering of energy, and moved his body to the back of the Soul Refining Mountain.

"Boom..."

As the sword slashed at the Soul Refining Mountain, a terrifying power exploded.