The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping looked coldly at the old monk who fell into the sea, and his figure disappeared again while his Yuanli was urging him.

The black blade also drew a shadow again.

Seeing this, the messy-haired monk looked solemn, and without hesitation, he raised his hand and threw out several talismans, condensing layers of shields.

At the same time, his figure dodged to the side, and then Ning Ping's ghostly figure appeared again, and he struck out with another palm.

"Boom..."

However, because it was a talisman, it could not be analyzed and deduced, and Zhulang hit the outer shield firmly.

Several layers of shields exploded instantly, and the opponent twisted his body to avoid it after the palm power was consumed layer by layer.

"Not bad." Ning Ping did not expect that the opponent, who looked like a big and strong man, was so flexible.

Sure enough, you can't judge a person by his appearance.

"Come on." The messy-haired monk shouted secretly, stepped forward physically, and the ghost-head knife in his hand swung a series of shadows, and then chopped over.

His previous attacks were dodged by the opponent's body movement. Now that the two were close, such a good opportunity should not be missed.

Seeing the opponent's attack coming again, Ning Ping suddenly had an idea and thought of a magic weapon, which was the giant bell magic weapon snatched from Yun Xingzu.

The magic weapon was called Tianyin Bell, which was an attack and defense magic weapon. What was more outstanding was that after being attacked, it could automatically hurt the enemy with sound waves. He almost got hurt by it at the beginning.

After the Black Gold Blood-Drinking Knife was damaged during the tribulation, the only thing he could use was the Dragon Needle.

But the Dragon Needle was more suitable for sneak attacks, and it was much inferior to direct confrontation.

So he also refined the Tianyin Bell, and had more means to deal with the enemy.

When Ning Ping raised his hand, a small bell was sacrificed, and it instantly turned into a height of several feet and went up to meet it.

"Dang..." The ghost-headed knife instantly collided with the Tianyin Bell, making a loud noise.

"Ah..."

I saw a visible sound wave sweeping around, and the messy-haired monk immediately cried out with his head in his hands.

As a magic weapon driver, Ning Ping was of course not affected at all. He pressed his hand lightly, and the giant bell fell down again.

"Dang..." In a panic, the messy-haired monk raised the ghost-head knife in his hand and rushed upward, and there was another loud noise.

"Ah~" The messy-haired monk's eyes were suddenly full of bloodshot, but his face was bloodless and his whole body was trembling.

I'll kill you while you're sick~, Ning Ping urged the Tianyin Bell and continued to smash down one after another.

After a while, Ning Ping was left standing in the wind, with his clothes fluttering, as if he was going to ride the wind in the next moment.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and carefully experienced the feeling of a sharp increase in power after his realm was upgraded.

This feeling makes people intoxicated and gives people more confidence.

"Ah..., please~ please, spare me!"

"Ah..., or kill me. Gurgle..."

On the sea surface below, a figure struggled in the sea water.

Twisting, floating up and down on the sea surface, begging from time to time.

Ning Ping looked down indifferently.

The Wandering Dragon Needle, this is the powerful power that the Wandering Dragon Needle should really have.

The Wandering Dragon Needle before, even the control was a little stagnant, but now after breaking through the Golden Core, with the blessing of strong Yuanli, it is like an arm and finger.

At the beginning of the battle, under the control of the mind, the Wandering Dragon Needle broke through the opponent's soul gate, and then was tried to be stopped by the opponent's Yuanli.

But the characteristics of the Wandering Dragon Needle are to absorb Yuanli, and under the catalysis of the Yuanli in the opponent's body, it wanders freely in the opponent's body, like a real Wandering Dragon.

During this time, Ning Ping only needs to activate the skills and control it from a distance with the mind.

It is precisely because of the control of the divine mind that the other party has survived until now, otherwise the dragon needle would have already swam into his head and died.

Ning Ping raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Yuanli transformed into a huge palm, grabbing the other party from the bottom of the sea.

Then the ghost head knife that had been fixed under his feet, with a whoosh, directly nailed the other party to the Dragon Tooth Reef.

"Hmph~" At this moment, the old man groaned, and a stream of blood gushed out of his chest and flowed down along the Dragon Tooth Reef.

Although his body was pierced by the ghost head knife, his expression was relaxed.

Ning Ping's divine mind moved slightly, and the dragon needle broke out of the other party's body and disappeared directly into Ning Ping's sleeves.

The old monk raised his head weakly, looked at Ning Ping with his eyes blankly, and showed a trace of begging. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

At this time, Ning Ping remained silent, and two colorful whirlpools appeared in his pupils, looking straight at the other party's eyes.

Suddenly, the vortex seemed to be contagious, and the old man's slightly nervous expression relaxed.

"What's your name?" Ning Ping suddenly asked.

"My name is Gan Heqia." The old man responded very cooperatively.

"How long have you been here?"

"It's less than a day earlier than you."

"How did you know I was coming here?"

"The Nine-tailed Dragon Kui tendon appeared here. Since you asked about it, you must want to get it. So, after the transaction with you, we discussed and rushed here without stopping."

Ning Ping calculated in his mind that if the other party left immediately at that time, the time would really be just ahead of him.

"How do you know I have the recipe for the Bu Tian Dan?" This is what Ning Ping cares about more.

"I don't know, I just guessed."

"Did anyone else instruct you to rob and kill me?"

"No, it was decided by the three of us."

At this time, Ning Ping finally calmed down and was not going to ask any more questions. The other party was just a person who was motivated by profit.

Suddenly, Ning Ping's mouth corners slightly raised, and his body swayed to the side of the old monk.

He raised his hand and opened his five fingers, grabbing the other party's head.

"Ah..." In an instant, the colorful vortex in the old monk's eyes disappeared, replaced by endless panic.

But only a breath passed, and the old monk's frightened face solidified. He opened his mouth, but there was no breath in and out, and his whole body trembled slightly.

After a while, Ning Ping put down his palm. What he just performed was soul search, which further verified that everything the old man said was true.

Before, I thought that this soul search could only be used on people with a lower realm than myself. It seems that this is related to the strength of the other party's soul and mental state.

At this moment, the old monk was tortured by the dragon needle and had no fighting spirit at all. His whole body was destroyed by the dragon needle.

With the help of the psychedelic spell just now, the soul-searching spell was performed very smoothly.

But it is not to be said that this psychedelic spell and the soul-searching spell really complement each other.

As soon as the soul-searching was interrupted, the old man's whole body suddenly relaxed, his neck drooped, and his whole body was limply hanging on the ghost-head knife.

He grabbed the other party's storage bag, glanced at it, and directly put it away together with the ghost-head knife.

"Plop..." Another corpse sank to the bottom of the sea, immediately attracting countless vicious fish to eat it.