The Path to Becoming Immortal

Slowly, the entire battle formation condensed into a whole.

With the overall black armor, an unmatched aura was brewing in the battle formation.

Of course, Ning Ping at this moment had already changed into the standard black armor and magic weapon belonging to the temporary camp.

"Boom..." At this time, there was a loud noise of monsters running in front.

The whole earth shook.

Slowly, the monsters were getting closer and closer, all of them were black with purple armor, comparable to the strength of the Golden Core Stage.

The female cultivators of Piaomiao Pavilion on the left were fine, and their faces were unmoved.

However, many of the cultivators organized by Chongwu City on the right showed fear.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

With Yun Jitong's shout, the entire battle formation also shouted together.

Suddenly, the entire battle formation was filled with murderous intent, and even the dark clouds above seemed to be diluted a little.

With their minds connected, all the cultivators in the front row raised their magic weapons and slashed forward.

At this time, Ning Ping clearly sensed that a powerful force from behind him directly merged into the sword blade.

Suddenly, sword beams of hundreds of feet long slashed directly into the group of monsters rushing in.

"Shua..."

"Shua..."

"Shua..."

"..."

The sound of sword beams entering the body sounded densely in front, and a large number of monsters fell in front of them.

The entire demon army that was charging in was also stopped.

The people in Chongwu City on the right were obviously a little scattered, and they were almost rushed into the formation by the monsters.

Fortunately, Yun Jitong noticed it and directly lent a hand to block most of the frontal impact.

Then, the entire marching team was surrounded.

Fortunately, the people who were organized this time all had good cultivation, at least at the Jindan stage.

Even the people of Chongwu City, after years of fighting, have a good fighting power, but lack coordination.

In terms of personal strength, they are all very brave, and this time almost all the Yuanying cultivators came out, and the number is the largest.

After withstanding the first round of impact, the entire formation stabilized.

The female cultivators of Piaomiao Pavilion on the left were obviously much more relaxed, and even had the illusion that they were more comfortable than Linying.

I saw several cultivators in the front cast spells one by one, and the temperature in the front suddenly dropped sharply. It was the large-scale spell of Piaomiao Pavilion, the ice and snow storm.

The monsters covered by the ice and snow storm suddenly became much stiffer and their speed slowed down.

Then, many cultivators in the back attacked together, and the entire front was instantly covered by ice blades.

Under the blessing of the low temperature of the ice and snow storm, all the ice blades were like sickles that collected souls, ruthlessly harvesting the monsters in front.

Ning Ping noticed that the monks who had just cast the ice and snow storm retreated into the formation to recover after casting the spell, and it was obvious that their Yuanli was greatly depleted.

After more than a dozen rounds of attacks, even if the Yuanli in their bodies was still extremely strong, they rotated into the formation to recover and maintain their peak combat power at all times.

The monks participated in the battle, which was similar. They also rotated to attack, but because there was no blessing of the skills, their momentum was much weaker.

"Go!" With Yun Jitong's order, the whole team began to rush forward.

The purpose of coming in this time was not to kill a few monsters.

In this way, the whole team began to move forward continuously, leaving behind a field of monster corpses.

However, compared with the previous time, it was many times slower.

Slowly, the monster formation in front was killed, and the monsters on the other two sides also retreated and hid in the dense forest.

Then, the speed of the whole team increased again.

After going deep into the depths of nearly tens of thousands of miles, Ning Ping also found something peculiar.

That is, the clouds were constantly identifying directions, and even adjusted to completely different directions several times.

Ning Ping's heart moved, could this be the dangerous part of the Dark Territory?

But after paying close attention, he did not sense any breath of illusion, but the space here became more chaotic than outside.

Now it can be confirmed that the Dark Territory is not the illusion that makes people lose their way, but the reason for the chaos of space laws.

After a few days, the whole team finally stopped.

The front was suddenly clear, it was a wasteland, the whole sky was blocked by mist, and it didn't look very real, and it was unknown how big it was.

Even if the divine sense explored in, it was extremely blocked, and the distance was at most a few miles.

"The front is the inner circle of the Dark Territory. After entering, it is unclear what will happen. Follow closely and kill the monsters when you see them!"

After saying that, he walked in.

Following closely, many monks also walked in.

Ning Ping fell behind and observed carefully. Yun Jitong in the front merged into the mist.

Then it twisted slightly in his consciousness and disappeared.

Ning Ping frowned secretly when he saw this scene. He just sensed a very chaotic breath of space law.

"Be careful when you go in!" When it was his turn to enter, Ning Ping secretly said to Ji Wanning and walked forward.

Then, he moved his fingers slightly and a tiny thing was shot under his feet.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, a chaotic breath of space law enveloped his whole body.

Just a short while after walking forward, it was as if we had arrived in another space, and the people who had disappeared before appeared in front of us again.

It was just that everyone was close to each other now, and they could still see each other.

Slowly, Ning Ping had a very strange feeling, as if the space here was completely broken.

It was divided into countless spaces of different sizes.

Just as Ning Ping was marveling at its magic, a group of people suddenly walked out of thin air from one side not far away.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked, and when they saw the people in front of them clearly, they were even more shocked.

"Commander Yun!" Someone shouted in surprise at this time.

That's right, the group of people who suddenly walked out from the side were none other than Yun Jitong, who was walking in front and didn't seem too far away.

A group of people were all stunned.

"How could this happen?..." Yun Jitong was also stunned by what he saw at this moment.

"Commander Yun, let's go, I'll accompany you back the same way to try?" At this time, Ning Ping's heart moved and he walked forward.

"Okay!" Yun Jitong's eyes lit up when he heard it, and then the two of them walked back together.

After telling the others not to move, the two of them walked straight to the way Yun Jitong came.

After a while, the space was slightly distorted, and they saw the people behind them at a glance, and continued to walk straight forward.

As a result, after a while, they saw all the people who were standing still.

"The space is distorted so badly!" Yun Jitong glanced at Ning Ping and came to this conclusion.

"It seems that it's not just that, the direction is also completely messed up. We were walking in a straight line all the way just now."

Ning Ping also frowned.