The Path to Becoming Immortal

Then, visible to the naked eye, the broken branches merged into the vines again.

In a blink of an eye, all the vines were restored to their original state.

It is impolite not to return the favor!

Ning Ping's mind moved, and the surging flames, mixed with rolling lightning, immediately swept towards the other party.

But the withered vine master smiled slightly, and under a wave of Yuanli, all the vines immediately grew wildly again.

All the vines immediately turned the surroundings into a stack of wooden walls, blocking the lightning and fire outside.

Even if the sword lights continued to chop wildly, they still firmly resisted Ning Ping's counterattack.

Seeing that there was not much effect, the entire sword formation was deployed again, and the sword lights slashed on the meteorites one by one.

All the meteorites within a radius of 100 feet, at this moment, slammed into the withered vine master as the center.

Ning Ping's plan was to use the special terrain here to cause the collapse of the meteorites, causing them to be involved in countless meteorites, so as to kill the other party.

"Hmph, do you think you can threaten me like this? You were not even born when I came here!"

Behind the wooden wall, the disdainful voice of the withered vine master came out.

Afterwards, all the meteorites that hit the withered vine master suddenly sprouted vines, and then entangled with each other.

For a moment, the countless meteorites that were just so powerful and were about to collapse further turned into a whole under the connection of the vines.

A dangerous crisis was immediately dissipated into nothingness.

Next, as if to prevent Ning Ping from continuing to perform this trick, vines grew on all the meteorites within a radius of hundreds of feet.

The vines intertwined quickly, and instantly formed a huge sphere of vines and meteorites.

At this time, even if Ning Ping cut off some vines, it would be impossible to cause the collapse of the meteorites within this range.

And in Ning Ping's opinion, the speed at which he cut off the vines might not keep up with the speed at which they grew.

At this moment, Ning Ping was suddenly startled and turned his head to look. From the vines, towering trees suddenly rushed towards him.

Ning Ping dodged and tried to avoid them.

Although those trees seemed heavy, they were controlled by the withered vine master like arms, and they flexibly turned their positions and followed Ning Ping.

Ning Ping raised his fist and blasted a giant tree that was attacking.

"Boom..."

After a loud noise, the giant tree exploded and turned into debris that shot all around.

There were shadows of giant trees all around, and Ning Ping's fists blasted out one after another, blasting away the attacking giant trees one by one.

For a while, the sky was full of flying wood chips.

What surprised Ning Ping was that the flying wood chips were finally intercepted by the crisscrossing vines around.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wood chips were once again integrated into the vines.

Looking up at the withered vine master, he saw that he had not moved at all. The withered vine staff in his hand was twisted and stuck in his hand again.

After these consecutive actions, his aura did not change at all, as if he had never moved.

"See how long you can hold on?"

The withered vine master grinned, raised his hand, and the withered vine staff in his hand flew out again.

As soon as the withered vine staff flew into the air, it suddenly exploded and turned into green light all over the sky, and then shot towards Ning Ping.

Looking closely, those green lights turned out to be sharp wooden thorns.

Judging from the green color, there should be some kind of poison on it.

"Hu..."

Ning Ping moved his hand, and the sword formation scattered around his body turned into sword energy and rushed up.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The sword energy collided with those green lights, and a rapid crisp sound burst out.

All the green lights instantly shot back, without any omissions.

Green rays were flying all over the sky, twisting in mid-air.

Ning Ping stared at them, and when the green rays twisted, they entangled the vines around them and turned into strange green snakes.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Countless snakes hissed, and a pair of small eyes stared at Ning Ping in the center.

For a moment, an extremely oppressive feeling came over him.

"Go..."

I saw the withered vine master stretched out his skinny finger and pointed coldly at Ning Ping.

In an instant, all the strange snakes moved, twisting their bodies vigorously and shooting towards Ning Ping.

The strange snake was still in mid-air, and it opened its mouth that was obviously inconsistent with its body size, revealing two sharp white teeth.

Ning Ping frowned when he saw this, and once again activated the Xuanyue Sword Formation to protect himself tightly.

His intuition told him that being bitten by the strange snake was not a fun thing.

The strange snake was not as tough as imagined. Under the strangulation of the sword formation, it turned into a blood mist.

There was no bloody smell as imagined, but a faint sweet smell emanated from the air.

"No, it's poisonous!"

As soon as I smelled the sweet smell, I felt drowsy and sleepy, and a sense of powerlessness emanated from the depths of my soul.

Not only that, along with this sense of powerlessness, my life span was slowly passing away.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, I'm afraid I wouldn't feel it so directly.

But as an alchemist, I noticed it immediately as soon as there was something wrong.

"Hmph..."

Ning Ping snorted coldly, and his whole body was filled with Yuanli. A wave of fire suddenly surged out from the depths of his soul, and then rolled around.

The discomfort also disappeared with the flames.

"Huh..."

Instantly, the whole sky was on fire, and the sweet smell was swept away in the fire.

"Oh, you are really good, so alert! Very good!"

Seeing this scene, the distant withered vine master's eyes also condensed slightly. Although he still kept a smile on his face, his heart was also much more solemn.

He attacked in succession, but his methods were also resolved by the other party one by one.

"Huh, I didn't expect that a great Mahayana cultivator would also use such a despicable method. It really opened my eyes!"

Seeing the conversation, Ning Ping resolved the crisis and simply put his hands behind his back, secretly regulating his breath to recover.

He resolved the other party's several attacks, but some of his methods were also broken by the other party. The man in front of him was really difficult.

This won't work. We have to find a breakthrough and know the opponent's weakness.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping no longer passively defended. He moved and rushed out directly.

As soon as he moved, the vines around him surged and entangled again.

"Cut..."

As Ning Ping's Yuanli surged, the Xuanyue Sword in his hand grew in the wind, turning into a giant sword of dozens of feet, and chopped down the opponent head-on.