The Path to Becoming Immortal

When everything calmed down, Luo Heng suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, and then he blasted the stone door again with his Yuanli.

Ning Ping suddenly looked over at this time, and he could vaguely sense a breath of Tongtianjing from Luo Heng's body.

"Could it be that he knows Tongtianjing!" Ning Ping was extremely surprised at this moment, but there was no time to investigate it carefully, and the breath flashed away.

"Boom!"

This time the sound came from the stone door, and the stone door began to vibrate violently at this moment, and then a crack appeared on the tightly closed stone door.

A sense of extreme uneasiness also emerged from Ning Ping's heart at this time, and he couldn't help but move his feet and retreat.

"Haha! This damn door is finally open!"

At this time, everyone's eyes looked at the stone door at the same time, and their feet also leaned forward.

As the crack became larger and larger, a long-sealed breath leaked out.

"Huh..."

Along with the leaked airflow, a rotten breath rushed into the entire hall behind the dark stone door.

At this time, Ning Ping's face suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhou Weiyi's shoulder and retreated to the side.

"Boom..."

At this time, the whole stone door suddenly opened, but what followed were dozens of fierce attacks, and an extremely powerful soul surge.

"Ah..."

Caught off guard, several people screamed in an instant.

Several Yun family disciples were immediately hit by the attack and died instantly. It was unknown whether they died from the soul surge or the attack.

"Retreat..."

After hearing a loud shout, the three gods also took action and blocked those attacks.

Ning Ping and Zhou Weiyi had already avoided all threats in time, and became the most comfortable people.

"Big trouble!" Ning Ping looked at the roof at this time, and his brows furrowed deeply.

At this time, all the array patterns carved in the whole hall lit up, and then the entire hall space twisted.

Ning Ping had no time to think about it, and he didn't care about anything else. He just moved and was about to return to the original path. But just after he escaped a short distance, the whole space suddenly changed.

For a moment, all he could see was yellow sand, forming an endless desert. Suddenly, the whole sky turned to the other side, and a raging fire ignited and rolled towards everyone.

Under the yellow sand, gray arms stretched out one after another, and the living dead were about to break out of the ground.

This was not over yet, dozens of black shadows also fell from the sky.

"Immortal Puppet!" Ning Ping looked carefully and said bitterly.

At this time, the whole sky was covered by yellow sand, and the vision became more and more blurred.

"Ah! Living dead!" At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Ning Ping turned his head and saw other people through the yellow sand. At this moment, they were also trapped by a large number of living dead in different costumes.

Looking at these living dead of various shapes and colors, if nothing unexpected happens, they are probably the ancestors who have been trapped here for many years.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

Screams rang out one after another.

"Everyone be careful, people from the Yun family come closer to me!" At this time, Yun Chengwang also shouted, but his voice sounded a little trembling.

There were immortal puppets above and countless living dead appeared underground, and Ning Ping also felt his scalp tingling.

At this time, a wave of waves hit the top of his head, Ning Ping threw the black armor shield directly, and his figure continued to rush forward without hesitation.

"Bang..."

The black armor shield blocked the attack at an oblique angle, and with the huge force that came, Ning Ping shot forward at a faster speed.

But not only the immortal puppets had fallen to the ground in front, but the living dead had also broken out of the ground and rushed towards him.

"Ah! Brother Shi, save me!" At this time, Zhou Weiyi's exclamation came from behind.

After hearing this, Ning Ping scanned with his spiritual sense, and saw Zhou Weiyi standing there in fear. There were even several fairy puppets around him, blocking him.

Wooden shields appeared outside his body, protecting him tightly, and bursts of strong spiritual power emerged from them.

Unexpectedly, the Fenghun Pavilion was also proficient in puppet control, and could even control this fairy puppet.

Ning Ping's eyes lit up when he thought of this. He thought that he had also captured many fairy puppets. If he could also learn the means of controlling fairy puppets, it would be a great help.

But what was even more surprising was that Zhou Weiyi was carefully hiding in the fairy puppet at this moment, and those living dead who emerged from the ground ignored him, and even left directly, rushing towards Ning Ping and others.

At this time, they were all covered by yellow sand and flames all over the sky, and they had to use all their strength to activate their body skills to avoid the attacks from all directions.

At this moment, Ning Ping didn't even have time to respond to the other party.

"Hu..." At this time, the flames all over the sky had also rolled over.

A terrifyingly high temperature instantly enveloped the whole body, and the clothes on the whole body were immediately ignited.

Ning Ping's mind moved, and he activated the law of ice and fire, and the cave shield also forced all the flames away from his body.

"Hehe... You all have to die!"

At this time, Ning Ping seemed to hear a voice in his ear, and the words he said were actually the language of immortals.

At the same time, a strong pressure also descended on the world.

Surprised, Ning Ping looked around blankly, and then his consciousness swept to others. They had gathered together to resist at this moment, but it seemed that they did not notice the existence of this voice.

At this moment, Ning Ping was suddenly shocked, as if the powerful pressure just now actually acted on his soul.

Moreover, it seemed that there was an invisible will, which turned into strands of silk, trying to break through his own defense and invade his soul.

"Who is this person!" Ning Ping sensed this strange situation and was immediately shocked.

At this moment, he had no time to think about it. He used the sword formation to deal with the interference around him and quickly continued to move away.

At this time, the strange will had already penetrated into his body. Ning Ping's mind moved, and the fire and purple thunder in his soul instantly became strong, protecting himself firmly.

However, the will had no intention of giving up, and continued to surge towards Ning Ping, and seemed to be more interested.

This also made Ning Ping very anxious, feeling like he was stared at by a greedy wolf, and as long as he found an opportunity, he would swallow him up.

Glancing at Zhou Weiyi, he was already squatting on the ground at this moment. Fortunately, there were several fairy puppets in front of him to protect himself, and he seemed to be very safe.

As for Zhou Weiyi, he has a special status. If he can protect him, it would be fine. But now they can only accept their fate.

At this time, Ning Ping's mind moved, and without making a sound, a tracking soul seal quietly attached to the other party's clothes.

After dodging several attacks, Ning Ping finally couldn't see other people even if he tried his best.

But dozens of immortal puppets appeared in front of him. When they saw him, they raised their long swords.

At this moment, Ning Ping could no longer move forward. If he delayed any further, he would be surrounded by immortal puppets, not to mention that there were so many living dead people forcing him.

So he moved his mind and went directly into the Tianyan space.