The Path to Becoming Immortal

If the killing clone hadn't warned him at the last moment, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Ning Ping's eyes were fixed on Ding Xiuyue's shadow, his expression changing.

picture! It’s so similar!

Even if his law of illusion has touched its origin, he still can't tell the truth from the false.

"Ning Ping, what's wrong with you? Mother is gone, take good care of yourself!"

This sudden scene seemed to puzzle Ding Xiuyue, and unconsciously, the residual thoughts that were about to dissipate also stopped dissipating.

"Okay! The kid remembers it!"

After being silent for a long time, Ning Ping finally sighed secretly in his heart and said silently.

There is another sentence at the end, 'Well, mother, have a good trip! ’ But I still can’t bear to say it directly.

Even if it was confirmed at this moment that the mother in front of her was not the real Ding Xiuyue, but just a nightmare that wanted to harm her, Ning Ping would not hesitate to speak harshly.

It was at this moment, when Ning Ping was completely sure that the phantom in front of him was an illusion from a nightmare.

Ding Xiuyue's shadow also began to distort violently, and then began to surge violently.

In a surge, the entire room was instantly occupied by black mist.

And they all condensed into pieces like pieces of dilapidated and erratic black robes.

Countless nightmares surrounded Ningping in layers. They looked like a huge mouth on the head, and they laughed in unison.

"Jiejiejie..."

With this smile, countless sharp teeth were revealed in the countless huge mouths, making it look extremely ferocious.

Moreover, in this Jie smile, there was a voice that sounded a bit like Ding Xiuyue's.

Seeing that Ning Ping finally turned into the familiar figure, Ning Ping's expression instantly turned into ice.

This time, I saw it completely clearly.

"Hmph! Nightmare...you deserve to die!"

Gritting his teeth, Ning Ping raised his hand and caught a gray spear in his hand.

Then, he raised his hand, and the God-killing Spear in his hand turned into a gray shadow and flashed, and he stabbed it out without hesitation.

Before, he was swallowed up by that nightmare and had no ability to fight back. Now that his strength is still there, Ning Ping will certainly not be polite. He will be his strongest killer once he takes action.

And Ning Ping clearly saw that the nightmare looked surprised and suspicious when he had just condensed the God-killing Spear, and he couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this.

The God-killing Spear was like an indifferent god of death, piercing into one of the nightmares in just a flash.

"hiss........"

The God-killing Spear pinned it firmly in the air, and a miserable howl burst out from the huge mouth full of sharp teeth.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene also appeared.

In the entire secret room, all the other nightmares that were originally densely packed suddenly disappeared, leaving only the one nailed in mid-air by the God-killing Spear.

I saw it roaring continuously and struggling hard, trying to get rid of the control of the God-killing Spear.

It's a pity that the originally illusory body turned out to be real under the God-killing Spear.

No matter how it struggled, the God-killing Spear still penetrated its body steadily, nailing it firmly in mid-air.

However, unlike the previous clone of Immortal Lord Luo Kun, which was motionless, it could still scream and struggle hard.

A very strange energy was continuously being swallowed by the God-Slaying Spear, and the God-Slaying Spear was still trembling.

As it continued to be devoured, the entire runes on the God-killing Spear emitted a faint gray light.

Seeing this, Ning Ping had a strange feeling. The God-killing Spear seemed to like this weird energy.

"Jiejie, Jiejie, I am your nightmare. You can't kill me, and you can't get rid of me. You will never..."

Amidst the roar, a piece of information was clearly transmitted into Ning Ping's mind.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Why have you repeatedly tried to kill me?"

Surprised, Ning Ping also asked several questions one after another.

"Jiejiejie..."

But unfortunately, the nightmare didn't respond at all, it just kept howling and struggling.

It was just a pair of fierce eyes, but they were staring at Ning Ping, as if they wanted to draw Ning Ping's appearance deeply into his mind.

This made Ning Ping feel as if the message that had just entered his mind was just his own illusion.

"Hmph... Since you don't want to say it, then go die!"

Sensing the God-killing Spear and constantly devouring the opponent, the nightmare also weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Amidst the constant screams of the nightmare, it disappeared together with the God-killing Spear after a while.

In an instant, there was no trace of black mist in the entire secret room, and the unique aura of nightmares was gone.

"call......"

At this time, Ning Ping sat down and found that his whole body was wet with sweat, as if he had just experienced a big battle.

"What a nightmare!"

While panting, Ning Ping's eyes flashed fiercely and he murmured with hatred.

This time, Ning Ping was already vaguely aware of the way the nightmare was entangled with him.

That is when one's emotions fluctuate greatly and the will is extremely weak.

It is only at this time that he is invaded and his mind is controlled by the nightmare without even realizing it.

Last time, someone around him helped, but this time, fortunately, the killing clone woke him up in time.

Of course, in order to prevent nightmares, he had already arranged for the killing clone to keep an eye on him at all times.

There is also the God-Slaying Spear. I didn't expect it to be able to perfectly restrain nightmares.

Before, I only guessed that the God-Slaying Spear could play a role, but I didn't expect that it could also suppress the nightmare completely, making the nightmare that I had been afraid of before become the nourishment of the God-Slaying Spear.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping's mind moved, and his consciousness came to the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, the God-Slaying Spear was quietly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness. Compared with before, the runes on the spear seemed to have become a little clearer.

"It really helps to improve the God-Slaying Spear..."

Ning Ping was delighted when he saw this.

The power of the God-Slaying Spear was already terrifying enough in his opinion, but he didn't expect that there was still room for improvement.

You know, after devouring the soul of the clone of the Immortal Lord Luo Kun, the God-Slaying Spear didn't show any changes at all.

This shows that this nightmare is much more useful for improving the God-Slaying Spear.

The changes of the God-Slaying Spear will be slowly explored in the future, and now is not the time to study it in detail.

After withdrawing his consciousness, Ning Ping once again cast his gaze on Ding Xiu Yue, who was still sitting cross-legged.

Looking at the kind-looking mother, Ning Ping's heart ached again.

But then, Ning Ping's heart moved, and his consciousness once again probed Ding Xiu Yue.

After a careful investigation, Ning Ping thought about it for a while, and then narrowed his eyes fiercely,

"Nightmare... You are looking for death! No matter who you are, I, Ning Ping, swear today that I will kill you!"