The Path to Becoming Immortal

Hearing the other party say so, it should not seem to be false. He only showed his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, and the other party should not have the need to deceive him.

"I don't want to meet you, you go!"

"Humph, we two are talking to you nicely, why are you so rude!"

At this time, the skinny monk looked quite impatient, and then he stomped his foot on the ground of the hill.

"Boom..." A dull sound came faintly from the whole hill.

"You..." At this time, a figure flashed out from the hill in a panic, and then looked at the two of them in panic.

"Now you have seen me, please leave!"

"If you don't accept the toast, you will be punished!" As he spoke, the skinny monk moved directly and stretched out his hand to grab Ning Ping.

The palm was also quite strange, seemingly erratic, and it felt that no matter how he dodged, he could not avoid it.

"You two have something to say..." Ning Ping dodged to the side in panic.

But the hand was following him like a shadow.

Ning Ping had no choice but to raise his hand to meet it.

"Bang..." There was a light sound, and then the skinny monk was slightly startled, and a grim smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He seemed to be a little angry, but just when he was about to take Ning Ping down.

The skinny monk suddenly changed his face and sat cross-legged with a look of horror.

"You... You are that kid!... Ning Ping!"

At this time, the fat monk on the side also changed his face. When the skinny monk suddenly changed, his consciousness swept over the other party, and a familiar and terrifying breath was also detected.

But at this moment, a thin mist suddenly emerged in a radius of 100 feet, covering the entire area.

"Formation..." After the fat monk exclaimed, his mind moved, and he also wanted to send the information here back.

But the face inside became ugly, but he found that the space here had been blocked for a long time.

Not only could the information not be transmitted, but even the space shift could not be performed at the moment.

"Boy, you are so brave that you dare to show up. What kind of magic is that? Why don't you tell me the truth? I guess you can't use that method many times, otherwise why do you need to dodge?"

It seems that they have had previous experiences and have speculated about some of Ning Ping's methods, and they are exactly right now.

At this time, the fat monk calmed down and was secretly happy. The skinny monk seemed to be unable to take care of himself.

At present, it seems that the boy still wants to attack him.

These formations are not a concern. He should prevent the other party from escaping. The other party has a pair of spiritual wings with great speed.

Thinking of this, he urged all his Yuanli to seal off this space thoroughly to prevent the other party from escaping.

Sensing the breath emitted by the other party, Ning Ping couldn't help but show a little strangeness. He didn't expect that the other party seemed to have his eyes on him.

"Brother Yan, help me..." At this time, the skinny monk looked at the fat monk with a face full of fear, and his face was pale.

Gray hair began to appear in his hair.

"Hold on for a while, I will take that kid down first!"

The fat monk frowned secretly when he saw this. He didn't expect that strange technique was so powerful. You know, the other party was only in the Nascent Soul stage.

At this time, the fat monk's eyes flashed repeatedly, and he quickly began to deduce the formation.

Then, his eyes lit up, as if through countless illusions, and directly locked Ning Ping.

"Hehe... kid, you think you are the only one who understands the formation, right? When I was studying the formation, you were still sucking milk!"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves fiercely, and in an instant, a huge fire suddenly ignited in the formation, and it rolled through the illusions and rushed directly to Ning Ping.

"Oh no!" Ning Ping was shocked in his heart. It seems that this person's attainments in formation are also quite good.

Just now, I just wanted to trap the two of them first, and wait until the skinny monk completely lost his fighting power. In this way, there would naturally be fewer changes in the control of the formation.

"Huh..."

The huge fire in the sky instantly swallowed Ning Ping, who was retreating rapidly.

A burning sensation instantly spread throughout his body, but at this moment, Ning Ping's understanding of the law of fire was also quite good.

Under the urging of his whole body's Yuanli, the amazing heat wave was also weakened layer by layer, but the clothes on his body were burned black.

At this time, Ning Ping's mind moved, and the entire formation also changed drastically, and his figure disappeared into the formation again.

"Huh..."

At this time, the fat monk suddenly felt that the entire space had changed drastically, from the original fog to a vast ocean, and the skinny monk who was originally beside him had disappeared.

Just as the fat monk was concentrating again and trying to quickly deduce the formation again, suddenly there was a faint fluctuation in the ocean under his feet.

Two small arrows, one black and one purple, were hidden in the waves and shot directly at his feet.

The fat monk stretched out his body and flew into the air. Then, with a flick of his fingertips, two fireballs with a terrifying aura and long tail flames came up to meet him.

"Boom... Boom..."

With two loud noises in a row, the fireballs shot directly onto the sea surface. At the same time, under the high temperature, mist was also raised all over the sky.

And countless purple lightnings also spread out with a sizzling sound.

Then the fat monk was shocked. He had just shot out two fireballs, but only blocked the purple arrow, while the remaining black arrow was still shot at him without any hindrance.

The fat monk also understood the key point. The opponent's magic should be soul magic.

Then, the power of the soul gushed out, condensed into a spear and stabbed again.

"Buzz..."

The two collided, and an invisible wave spread out. The Soul-Eating Arrow and the opponent's spear disappeared together.

"Hmph..." As the collision occurred, the fat monk couldn't help but groan, and felt a sharp pain in the soul.

Ning Ping, who was hiding in the formation, sensed the little power of the soul returned from the Soul-Eating Arrow just now, and frowned secretly.

I didn't expect that the opponent would be so difficult.

But I thought about it again. The monk who could cultivate to the stage of transformation of the spirit must be a person with outstanding talent.

Before, I succeeded repeatedly, also relying on the opponent's carelessness, and the surprise of the dead soul curse.

When I really fought with the monk of transformation of the spirit, I felt the difficulty. The difference of one major realm is far more difficult than I imagined.

So Ning Ping also began to change his strategy.

While controlling the formation, he used the Soul Devouring Arrow to fight the opponent.

He tried to use it to consume the opponent's energy.

As time went by, the skinny monk completely lost his fighting power and was killed by Ning Ping in the formation at a certain moment.

The fight with the fat monk was deadlocked.