An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping was very interested in the strange flying method of this mantis.

He had mastered the ability of teleportation, but after all, teleportation was a method exclusive to the great power of the spirit transformation. It was still a bit burdensome for him to use it with his current cultivation.

If he could get the method of this mantis to fly with the help of space rules, it would definitely become another method of his bottom box.

Leaving a trace of mind to pay attention to the dynamics of the mantis, Fang Ping continued to control the operation of various formations, especially the seven beasts, who were controlled by Fang Ping to kill the monsters in the chaos.

Bifang was not big in size, but it was bathed in high-temperature flames, like a beast condensed completely by flames.

Wherever it passed, even the void seemed to be distorted because it could not bear the high temperature on its body.

Its attack method was also extremely simple and crude, without any fancy skills. After Fang Ping selected a target, it just vibrated its wings and then hit it head-on.

Every opponent targeted by Bifang could hardly withstand the impact of its high-temperature flames.

The monsters targeted by Bifang either had their treasures burned, or had a big hole burned directly in their protective auras, and then Bifang burned pieces of charcoal on their bodies.

The performance of the mythical beast Nine-tailed Fox was equally strong. It was unknown how the Tiangong Pavilion refined it back then, but it actually possessed a powerful soul power.

It just sat upright in the void, with nine long furry tails swaying gently behind it, like a lady in a long skirt quietly dressing in front of the mirror.

However, its eyebrows were shining, and strands of pure soul energy turned into little foxes rushing towards the opponent, disrupting the soul of each opponent.

The golden-winged roc bird made a piercing scream from time to time, shaking the opponent dizzy and swollen, as if his head was about to explode at any time. The next moment, the roc had flapped its wings and came, and its sharp claws directly tore through the space and grabbed the opponent's head.

The speed of the Peng bird is extremely fast. With its own screaming shock and the soul attack of the nine-tailed fox, almost every time it pounces from the sky, it can leave several bloody wounds on the opponent's head.

However, its opponents are all gods, and they are also gods of transformation. They are famous for their strong bodies and tenacious vitality.

Even if the Peng bird's attacks are successful, it can only cause physical injuries of varying degrees to the opponent. Under the powerful healing ability of the monsters, it is not fatal at all.

Even if the Peng bird scratches their heads, they can quickly grow a new head.

So it is not so easy to kill a powerful god.

Bai Ze, who has a lion body and a sheep head but a pair of rhinoceros horns, is like an elegant swan, strolling leisurely among the monsters, but every step it takes, a monster's body will freeze.

Whether it is running away or using magic to attack, without exception, they will be affected by Bai Ze and stop.

For the big monsters that are fighting frantically, the consequence of such a moment of stagnation may be that they will be directly hit by the attacks of other big monsters.

Occasionally, when Fang Ping is in a good mood, he will let Bai Ze suppress an opponent, and he will control Bai Ze to rush over and hit the opponent.

The strength of the beasts is slightly higher than that of the big monsters. When the big monsters are in a state of confusion, they are more like fish in water, beating the big monsters to scream.

If it is a one-on-one fight, these big monsters will definitely not be the opponents of a few beasts.

But the number of monsters is still too many. Even if they are not conscious, their fighting instincts are still there.

Even if the beasts stand still quietly, they may be attacked by unconscious big monsters, not to mention that they take the initiative to attack.

So more and more monsters began to target the beasts that caused them a lot of trouble and counterattack.

In this case, the beasts, as mechanical puppets, with relatively simple attack methods, began to seem a little powerless.

Fang Ping naturally discovered this problem, but he didn't care.

He had never expected these seven monsters to achieve much success. All he wanted was to consume as many big monsters as possible by using the puppets with the lowest consumption.

Whether it was the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron or the Jade Pot, Fang Ping could not suppress the monsters for too long when he could not exert his full power.

Especially when the monsters were injured and bleeding, due to the monsters' natural instincts, the suppressed blood power would begin to circulate spontaneously.

The more serious the injury, the faster and stronger the blood power in their bodies would awaken.

So much so that later on, several divine beast puppets suffered more and more attacks from the monsters, and some of them were even unable to maintain their original form, and they were missing arms and legs, looking extremely embarrassed.

If the real divine beasts saw them in this state, they would probably be so angry that they would curse.

At this point in the battle, some monsters finally began to recover from the impact of the Mirror Flower Water Moon formation under the impact of the blood power.

"Wake up, wake up."

A demon beast shouted loudly, and its consciousness spread out and landed on the soul of each big demon: "Why don't you wake up quickly? We are all trapped in the illusion array. Everything you see and experience now is fake, it is an illusion."

Fang Ping did not stop it. The results achieved by the cooperation of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Array and the Divine Beast Puppet have far exceeded Fang Ping's expectations.

It doesn’t matter if the monsters wake up next, because now it’s just an appetizer, and then Fang Ping will prepare the main course for them.

“Asshole, don’t run away. You ate my child and you still want to run away. I will destroy your entire clan.”

“Which bastard stole the spiritual fruit that I cultivated for five hundred years? Stand up.”

“Hand over the horns of your old clan leader. It can be used to refine spiritual treasures for me.”

The originally noisy big monsters gradually woke up under the calls of more and more awake monsters.

Recalling what they did after they were unconscious, and some secrets that they unconsciously said in their mouths might be heard by other monsters, these monsters immediately ignored the severe pain caused by their injuries, and all looked around with embarrassment or vigilance, wanting to see if their secrets were heard by other monsters.

"What happened just now? How did I get hurt?"

"This smell and this wound, gorilla, did you hit me?"

"Gold-eating rat, come out here, look at what you have done to my magic weapon, you have to pay for it."

"Fuck, old lizard, spit my leg out of your mouth, damn, the more you talk, the more you eat, right?"