The Path to Becoming Immortal

If all the skeletons are scattered and the breath is not flowing, it means that the source of power has been lost.

Then even if he does not die, he can only become a scattered immortal.

Ning Ping circulated the Yuan force of his whole body and the power of his soul to connect all the broken bones.

His strong recovery ability was also fully demonstrated.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

But even so, the bones of his body began to crack everywhere, and a faint aura of death emerged.

"Hmph... You want me to die, no way!"

Ning Ping's skull without flesh and blood had a ferocious face, and he raised his head unyieldingly, staring at the powerful pressure and the ubiquitous sword intent.

Compared with the terrifying power of the sword intent, the biggest source of pressure on the soul is the extremely powerful pressure contained in the sword intent.

This pressure is like heaven and earth in his eyes, without any emotion.

It seems that any thought of wanting to fight against it is disrespectful to it and will be crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, the clone condensed by the killing intent is inherently unruly and despises everything.

And dares to draw the sword against all existence.

It doesn't matter if you can't fight, but if you want to make yourself bow down, there is absolutely no way.

The broken bones are constantly healing, and they are constantly breaking!

It is only a thin line away from complete collapse.

The fire of life in Ning Ping's eyes on his head also quickly dimmed, and the death energy spread to his whole body.

Any thoughts in his brain gradually became silent.

It is only an instinct to activate the skills to fully recover.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

All around, only the terrifying sound of bone breaking is still coming.

In this way, the two are completely in a stalemate.

However, there is a time when the power is exhausted. No matter how huge Ning Ping's Yuanli is, it is also consumed under this huge consumption.

Even if there is a storage ring with many pills on the finger bone.

But at this time, there is no energy to take it out and take it.

At a certain moment, the fire of life in Ning Ping's eyes finally went out completely after a flash.

At this time, all the Yuan power and soul power of Ning Ping's body were exhausted, and he had reached the point of exhaustion.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Without the follow-up power, Ning Ping's bones finally couldn't bear the terrifying sword intent.

In a series of continuous cracking sounds, fine cracks appeared in every inch of bones in his body, and continued to split endlessly step by step.

A strong death aura also spread throughout the body, leaving only a trace of life deep in the soul in the head.

Just when the death aura was about to occupy the entire soul.

In the dark, Ning Ping's already empty eye sockets flashed slightly, and the only remaining consciousness seemed to feel that his life was about to come to an end.

The last trace of life was still retained in the depths of the soul, and it suddenly burst out at the point of dissipation.

"I can't die! I will never die! Just because you, a bastard who has never met me, want to kill me, there is no way!"

An extremely unyielding will also emerged from the depths of his soul.

At the same time, a strange breath instantly spread throughout his body.

"Hu..."

Ning Ping's entire skeleton trembled slightly, and a huge power emerged from the depths of his bone marrow and blood.

"Moo..."

A dragon roar also echoed among his bones, and a huge vitality instantly permeated his body.

The power that disappeared when refining dragon blood was completely released at this moment.

There is no doubt that the missing energy is hidden in the bones and bone marrow.

Under the powerful force of the dragon blood, the bones that were about to collapse immediately stabilized the situation, and all the tiny cracks began to heal quickly.

Even under the strong sword intent, the bones continued to crack, but under this extremely strong recovery power, the speed of the cracking was completely suppressed.

Ning Ping's consciousness quickly returned at this moment, and he immediately and clearly felt this extremely rich life force.

"Is this the law of life and death?"

Ning Ping murmured in his mouth. The life force that burst out at the moment of death was also very eye-catching.

At this moment, all the bones in his body emitted a faint fluorescence.

Put it in a dead place and then live!

It is also very appropriate to describe the current situation.

At this time, Ning Ping clearly sensed that the two laws of life and death were slowly flowing through his body.

Before, when the death energy reached its peak, at the critical end, with the participation of Ning Ping's last consciousness.

Finally, the transformation began, and endless vitality emerged.

Ning Ping's heart also emerged with a sense of enlightenment.

The extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is life, which is reincarnation.

This is also faintly consistent with the theory of yin and yang transformation.

As early as the beginning of cultivation, when he was in the Forgotten Swamp, Ning Ping began to come into contact with death energy.

Afterwards, he was hit by the God-Slaying Curse, and he also had a personal experience of death.

He almost died under the God-Slaying Curse.

Under this situation, the two laws of life and death finally had some understanding at this moment, and two seeds of laws belonging to these two laws also condensed unconsciously.

"Om..."

Just as he was born in the Law of Life, an unimaginable breath of life instantly spread throughout his body.

All the cracks on his bones healed quickly under the Law of Life.

The Chaos Body Art had unknowingly reached the peak of the fourth level, and was only one step away from the fifth level of immortality.

A huge amount of Yuanli also spread out in all directions, stimulating a visible wave.

All over his body, he felt like countless ants were crawling.

On the bones, flesh and blood continued to grow, and then the fascia on the bones grew again.

On the fascia, countless flesh and blood tentacles continued to spread around, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and other internal organs also grew rapidly.

Ning Ping was like a monster covered in blood and flesh at this moment.

A strange itch, but also a feeling of extreme comfort, also emerged.

This comfortable feeling was transmitted to the depths of the soul, making Ning Ping want to moan.

As time passed, in less than two hours, a figure with delicate and fair skin reappeared at the bottom of the canyon.

"Haha... you old thief, you still want to kill me! I didn't expect that I just won't die, are you angry! Haha..."

An extremely arrogant laugh also spread around the bottom of the canyon.