The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid! It's okay!"

Ning Ping comforted him, and then with a thought, the God-killing Spear immediately turned into a gray light and began to shuttle around the hall.

After controlling it for a while and knowing what it was, the God-killing Spear suddenly disappeared and was once again suspended in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It wasn't until the God-killing Spear disappeared that Yao Yao relaxed and looked at Ning Ping with a puzzled look on his face.

"This is one of my secret techniques, don't worry!"

Ning Ping knew that Yao Yao was extremely sensitive to breath, so it was not surprising at all that he could detect it.

After being comforted, Yao Yao regained his composure and slipped into A Kui's black hair.

It seems like this can make it feel more secure.

At this time, Ning Ping was extremely happy.

After the initial attempt just now, the current God-killing Spear is as flexible as the fingers of an arm under my own divine will.

The previous gray mist needed to be directly penetrated into other people's bodies to achieve the maximum killing effect.

But the current God-killing Spear can be directly controlled by divine consciousness, which is an essential difference.

With the lock of divine consciousness, if the opponent wants to use body skills to evade, the difficulty will also rise sharply.

But it may not be easy to escape from such a powerful spiritual consciousness.

As to what surprises there will be in the encounter with the enemy, you will have to try it out in a blind way in the future.

In addition to being overjoyed, Ningping Soul immediately checked the God-killing Curse.

You wouldn’t know if you didn’t check it, and you’d be stunned again.

At this time, the countless mysterious runes in the God-killing Curse became much clearer, and a message also appeared in his mind.

Withered God Finger!

Condensing the Necromantic Curse on one finger, the body and soul of the person who touches it will wither and feed back to themselves.

Isn't this the advanced stage of the Necromantic Curse?

Ning Ping read it carefully and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The biggest difference between this and the Necromantic Curse is that after casting this secret method, it can also feed oneself.

So I couldn't wait to start studying and practicing.

Perhaps it is also because the God-killing Curse is integrated into the soul, but the Withered God Finger, which originally felt awkward and difficult to understand, operates on its own with one's own consciousness, without the need for too much understanding.

With the activation of the secret method, the gray fog of the Necromantic Curse that was originally entrenched in the sea of ​​consciousness began to move on its own.

Along his own tendons, it then condensed on the index finger of his right hand, lingering on the fingertip.

All of this happened extremely naturally, as if this secret technique had been deeply rooted in one's bones. It was extremely proficient, like an instinct of its own.

This reminded Ning Ping of the bloodline inheritance among monsters. There is no need to learn at all. As he grows up, he will naturally understand the relevant skills.

I'm afraid this was the reason why he had completely refined the God-killing Curse, which made Ning Ping feel extremely magical.

Over time, the Necromantic Curse was completely integrated into the phalanges.

However, one day Ning Ping frowned and opened his eyes.

"Hey..." Staring at his index finger, he sighed helplessly.

There was also deep fatigue in his eyes, his face was even pale, and all the energy in his body was completely consumed.

There was nothing abnormal about the index finger of his right hand at this moment, and the Necromantic Curse was completely integrated into the phalanx under induction.

But if you want to activate the secret technique of the Withered God Finger, it is simply impossible to do so.

However, the root cause has also been found.

This is not because he made a mistake in his cultivation, but because of his current cultivation level, he cannot activate it at all.

Even if he tried his best to activate it, he could only feel the Death Curse emerging from his finger bones, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to penetrate his body.

"Hey~! If I had known earlier, I would have stopped practicing this thing, otherwise I would have had another way to fight the enemy!"

Ning Ping felt annoyed as he sensed that no more dead soul spells were condensing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There is no doubt that now that I have refined the Necromantic Curse into my index finger, this place has also become the place where the Necromantic Curse is condensed, and of course it will not condense elsewhere.

However, after this thing was refined into the finger bones through a secret method, it went dormant.

According to my own speculation, I am afraid that in order to activate the Withered Divine Finger, all the energy in my body needs to be converted into immortal energy.

In this way, it is estimated that it will be difficult to catch up with the clone of Immortal Lord Luo Kun.

But fortunately, there is the God-killing Spear now!

Thinking about this secret method, Ning Ping's heart suddenly felt hot. He should give that guy a surprise.

Without the Death Curse, there are more God-killing Spears anyway. Thinking about this, I feel a little more balanced.

And with the feeling of controlling the God-killing Spear by oneself, this is much stronger than the Dead Soul Curse.

In my heart, I am looking forward to the power of the Withered Divine Finger more and more. When the day comes that it can actually be displayed, I am afraid it will bring me a huge surprise.

...........

Time flies, time flies!

In the blink of an eye, more than five hundred years have passed in the cave space of the Ancient Sword Star.

In the Tianyan space, in a huge martial arts arena, Ning Ping was standing with his hands behind his back, and countless sword lights were flying up and down.

The strange thing was that the sky around him suddenly darkened.

At a certain moment, Ning Ping's aura suddenly changed, and his eyes became sharp.

However, the extremely sharp sword energy suddenly disappeared and turned into silence. Many stars appeared around Ning Ping, occupying a hundred feet of airspace.

After careful counting, there are actually three hundred and sixty of these starlight dots.

Then, a crescent moon also emerged from the sword formation, but this crescent moon looked somewhat blurry, as if covered with a layer of mist.

But in this seemingly calm, a dangerous aura emanated from the sword formation.

The seemingly harmless starlight began to move at this time, and instantly turned into meteors that shuttled through the sword formation.

The momentum aroused by this also set off a whirlwind in the sword formation that was completely condensed by sword energy.

It felt that as long as you fall into it, you will be wrapped by the target of the starlight suspended in the air, and become their target until you are torn to pieces.

The crescent moon, however, always quietly floated above Ning Ping's head, coldly watching everything in the formation.

This is the Xuanyue Sword Formation, but it has changed greatly from the original sword formation.

In the past few hundred years, the Xuanyue Sword has once again integrated some rare refining materials, and the number of sub-swords has increased from thirty-six to ten times, reaching three hundred and sixty.

This also reached the limit of Ning Ping's complete control. Of course, this also consumed all the materials he had prepared.

After running for a while, Ning Ping's mind moved again.

The sword formation that was originally running at high speed suddenly condensed, and all the starlight once again hovered in the surrounding airspace, and then after a slight flash, all disappeared, and the entire space became clear again.