An Ordinary Path to Immortality

So when Fang Ping heard that the other party not only wanted to kill him but also wanted to search his soul, he had already made the decision to devour the other party's soul.

So Jiang Zhenhuan still had a breath until now, and Fang Ping did not kill him casually.

Because once he was killed, his soul would dissipate instantly.

Of course, Jiang Zhenhuan was just a guy at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Even if he completely devoured his soul, it would be just a drop in the bucket for Fang Ping's soul cultivation.

His real target was still the cultivator surnamed Han.

Although a foundation-building cultivator at the middle stage of Qi Refining was suppressed, his soul foundation was not cut off. It was just that he was hindered by the meteorite formation in the secret realm, so he could not exert his strength.

"Arrogant, you want to kill me at the ninth level of Qi Refining?"

"Really? How long do you think you can hold on?" Fang Ping took out bottles of pills and bottles of spiritual medicine to replenish spiritual power and threw them in his hands.

The heart of the cultivator surnamed Han could not help but jump twice.

"Boy, who are you? How come you have so many spiritual medicines?"

He is just a Qi-refining cultivator, and according to Jiang Zhenhuan, he doesn't even have a master. But he has so many treasures and even has so many spiritual medicines on him.

With such wealth, not to mention an ordinary disciple, even the core geniuses of the three forces may not have so many treasures.

Fang Ping smiled faintly and said, "Didn't you say that I have a secret, a huge secret.

It is precisely because I have such a secret that I can have such wealth."

"Is it really so?" The cultivator surnamed Han said in surprise.

"Of course." Fang Ping said, "Although Jiang Zhenhuan is a waste and stupid, he is right about one thing. I do have a secret, and it is a huge secret.

I am a little boy who has no one to rely on and no support from any force, but I can have such power and achievements. How can it be possible without a great opportunity?"

As Fang Ping said, he chased the other party, and the Yanhuo bow shot arrows at the other party like it was free.

"What secret do you have?" The monk surnamed Han asked while dodging.

Now he didn't even dare to use his spiritual weapon long sword to split the flaming arrows shot by the Yanhuo bow.

His spiritual power consumption was no less than Fang Ping's, but he didn't have many spiritual medicines to replenish it.

If his long sword and flying sword had not been refined by himself, the consumption would not be too great, and he really couldn't hold on until now.

In fact, he was a little regretful now. If he had decided to fight Fang Ping hard from the beginning, instead of choosing to feel sorry for this spiritual weapon that cost almost all of his life, and choosing to avoid the edge of Fang Ping's Tianhuaji.

Maybe now he has suppressed Fang Ping with his spiritual weapon and soul advantage.

But Fang Ping didn't care. In his opinion, the other party was just a little stronger than him in soul. When his cultivation was suppressed and he couldn't exert his foundation building period strength.

He also had the Fang Tianhuaji and several top-grade magic weapons, and the other party didn't even have an advantage in weapons.

The Jinghong Sword flew out, followed by another arrow, and then several golden swords flew towards the opponent.

Facing Fang Ping's continuous attacks, the opponent was now somewhat overwhelmed.

He swung the long sword in his hand to block Fang Ping's attack, but the spiritual light on his long sword was weak, and there was not much spiritual energy at all, which showed how much the opponent lacked spiritual energy now.

Seeing this, Fang Ping began to chase the opponent with all his strength, and his own speed could not help but increase a few points.

"If you want to know what secrets I have, you might as well stay first, let's sit down and talk in detail. I am not a stingy person, but if you really want to know, I am willing to share all my secrets with you."

The face of the monk surnamed Han turned black. I believed your ghost, are you kidding me?

Do you think I look like a person with a bad brain?

However, he didn't care to talk at all, because Fang Ping was getting closer and closer, and he had to use all his strength to drive the flying sword and try his best to distance himself from Fang Ping.

Fang Ping, who was also very familiar with the Soul Sword, knew that if the opponent was using the Soul Sword and wanted to escape, he would have to use the Soul Sword to control the Rainbow Sword to chase the opponent.

Then the two sides would compete to see whose soul was exhausted first.

But he obviously didn't want to do this, because in this way, he was obviously not at an advantage. Whether it was speed or endurance, he couldn't beat the opponent.

But he couldn't catch up for a while.

After a stalemate for a while, Fang Ping finally decided to use the last trump card.

"If that's the case, don't blame me."

Fang Ping snorted coldly, retracted the Wind and Thunder Wings, and then stepped on the Rainbow Sword, controlling the Rainbow Sword to fly through the soul.

Then he took out a small fiery red stone from the storage bag.

"What is this?"

Seeing Fang Ping's abnormal behavior, the monk surnamed Han frowned and concluded that the stone Fang Ping took out must be something other than an ordinary object.

He even felt a familiar breath on the stone.

"What do you think this is? You are a foundation-building cultivator, you can't feel the aura of this treasure, right?"

Hearing this, the cultivator surnamed Han's soul scanned over again. Fang Ping did not stop him, and even generously let his soul show him.

"The aura of Yuanli."

After scanning over it with his soul, the cultivator surnamed Han immediately discovered the abnormality of the stone.

"That's right, it's Yuanli. This thing can let me use Yuanli in a short time."

Fang Ping said as he opened his mouth and swallowed the stone into his mouth, and at the same time, he opened the seal directly with his spiritual power.

This stone was obtained from Zhang Jiuyin after he killed him.

Fang Ping suffered a lot because of this stone, and even almost died in Zhang Jiuyin's hands.

After killing Zhang Jiuyin, Fang Ping injected spiritual power every day. The stone absorbed spiritual power and converted it into Yuanli and stored it in the stone. When needed, it can break the seal and let Yuanli enter the meridians, so that the user can master Yuanli to fight against the enemy for a period of time.

As the final treasure at the bottom of the box, it is not that Fang Ping is reluctant to use it.

It is because although this thing has infinite uses, the physical body of the Qi Refining cultivator is still very fragile and cannot withstand the impact of high-level spiritual power such as Yuanli.

Once the Yuanli sealed in the stone enters the meridians, the end will definitely be like Zhang Jiuyin, with meridians ruptured everywhere, and even the physical body may burst.

It will also cause a certain degree of damage to the spiritual roots.

Although his long-term use of spiritual liquid has strengthened his spiritual roots and made his body extremely strong.

But Fang Ping still did not dare to take the risk of suffering the sequelae of the stone. 33 Novels Network

But now he had to do this, because if he continued to fight with this foundation-building cultivator, he himself did not dare to say what the final result would be.

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