The Path to Becoming Immortal

This is another wide hall.

Not only Yun Chengwang is here, but also the thorn in his side Yu Tianming and his group, including some other cultivators, and Yun Lingrui are also among them.

There are quite a few people, more than a hundred of them.

‘Eh, did they all escape from the hall?’ Ning Ping wondered in his heart.

You have to know how powerful the formation is. He knows it well. But he didn’t know that the formation in the hall had been lifted.

But before he could think about it, he was attracted by the battle of most cultivators in the field.

“Boom…”

“Bang…”

Dozens of cultivators inside were fighting hard with a group of cultivators in strange costumes.

Including Yu Tianming, whose long sword turned into a green dragon, flying up and down, looking amazing.

Fighting with several opponents, he was not at a disadvantage, but after a closer look, he found that it was not easy for him to succeed.

But the Nascent Soul cultivator Yishu beside him was different. He repeatedly blasted away his opponents with his gestures.

He even freed his hands from time to time to help Yu Tianming out.

After a while, he found that these cultivators were a little weird everywhere, and he was secretly frightened.

Fortunately, he had resisted the urge to try before, otherwise, these people would be quite difficult to deal with.

These weird cultivators clearly seemed to have no Yuanli fluctuations, but when they started to fight, they suddenly burst out with pure Yuanli.

Although they did not see any magic, their bodies were still very strong, and their attacks were also extremely fierce.

Just like in the fight in front of him, those weird cultivators were knocked out, stood still for a while, and continued to rush forward fearlessly.

At this time, Yun Lingrui just raised a palm wrapped in flames and directly printed it on the weird cultivator.

"Boom..." A loud noise was heard.

The monk opposite Yun Lingrui flew back with a blazing fire on his chest.

But a strange scene appeared. After the strange monk hit the wall from behind.

It was like hitting the water. After a ripple, the fire on his body disappeared into the hard wall.

Even though he was obviously defeated, the other strange monk went forward without fear.

After careful observation, Ning Ping finally found a clue.

These people in strange clothes did not feel pain when they were attacked, and their expressions were not moved at all, and they looked a little dull.

After careful observation, even their breath was not much disordered.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that these people were not monks at all, but puppets.

Ning Ping had learned from some books before that this was also a kind of human-shaped magic weapon that was refined, which was restricted by formations and driven by spirit stones.

The first time he saw these lifelike puppets, Ning Ping was very curious.

It seems that it was because of their rash intrusion that the puppets attacked.

"Everyone, hurry up and don't delay too long again."

At this time, the person who spoke was Yun Chengwang, who looked back at the road he came from with a serious face.

Although he did not take action at this moment, the men he brought were the main force among them. With this, everyone stepped up their hands.

Ning Ping couldn't help but look back at the road he came from. His heart moved, and he vaguely verified what he thought in his heart.

It seems that these puppets will appear again after a period of time. What he is worried about is that he is afraid of delaying too long. When these puppets appear again, it will be a waste of time.

Suddenly, he found something unusual on the wall, and then a puppet walked out of the wall.

As soon as the puppet came out, he rushed directly to a Jindan cultivator without hesitation.

An extremely pure Yuan force attack penetrated his body and punched out.

Between his gestures, Ning Ping actually had a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't think of the source for a while.

In a hurry, the Jindan monk shook his hands and instantly condensed a crystal clear ice shield in front of him.

"Bang..." With a loud bang, the ice shield broke and turned into ice chips that shot around.

Then the puppet's fist did not slow down at all, directly breaking through the shield and hitting the Jindan monk's chest, and a stream of Yuanli also exploded in his body.

"Puff..." The Jindan monk's face was full of horror.

Looking at the fist that was inserted into his chest, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and then he fell to the ground unwillingly.

The puppet's attack was effective, and it turned to the next monk without any expression.

Ning Ping was shocked. Originally, when he saw Yun Lingrui defeat the puppet, he thought it was just so-so, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce.

But then a more surprising scene appeared. The smooth floor like a mirror turned into a mud pond.

The Jindan monk fell to the ground, and the blood gushing out of the ground, including the weapon that fell to the ground.

All of them slowly merged into the smooth floor.

Suddenly, I realized that it was no wonder that I didn't find any traces along the way. It turned out that they merged into the Yuntian Mansion.

It's amazing that living things will not be trapped in it. I think this formation also has some judgment.

"Hmph..." At this time, Yun Chengwang's Yuanying follower snorted coldly.

He stopped the puppet that had just succeeded with a flash, raised the long sword in his hand, and a beam of light slashed out.

The puppet looked normal, and crossed his arms to protect his chest.

"Puff..." The sound of a sword entering the body was heard.

The puppet that was rushing quickly just now was forced to stop immediately, and its feet slid back involuntarily.

There was also a sword mark on his arms and chest, but it was slowly healing under the naked eye.

The puppet came forward again, showing no fear of the Yuanying cultivator.

However, as the puppet and the Yuanying cultivator fought, Ning Ping also saw some clues.

After continuous attacks, the puppet's aura obviously decreased. Under the observation of his spiritual sense, even the aura in its body was much weaker.

As expected, after a few breaths of fighting, as the Yuanying cultivator continued to strike, the light in the puppet's eyes dimmed.

Then he fell to the ground and was sucked into the smooth floor, and disappeared after a while.

Even the white marks on the wall beside him that were scratched by the sword light were restored to their original state under the naked eye.

After knowing its origin, Ning Ping now carefully explored it with his spiritual sense.

I didn't expect this puppet to be so lifelike. Only with divine sense can I clearly feel the difference between its skin and that of humans.

However, I soon discovered that even if the puppet fell to the ground, divine sense could only explore its surface, and it would be blocked by the restriction if it went deeper.

This also made Ning Ping, who wanted to learn more, unable to start.

While they were fighting hard, and it was unknown how long it would take, Ning Ping had an idea in his mind, so he might as well go to the front and take a look.

Through this period of observation, Ning Ping also realized that only one puppet appeared when he passed by.

It seems that this is just a performance. It is estimated that they will continue to emerge after discovering the intruder.

Instead of delaying like this, it is better to take the lead.