An Ordinary Path to Immortality

He naturally recognized Fang Ping. It was precisely because Fang Ping joined the Qiyun Sect Law Enforcement Hall that the Three Immortals of Lishan became prosperous in Hongshanfang City.

Fang Ping even defeated his nephew Huang Pei'an, who had three spiritual roots, with only five spiritual roots.

So much so that Huang Pei'an had to use the news about Nanming Fengyan to save his life.

Now that he knew that Fang Ping was trapped in the secret realm, and that his nephew was hugging Zhao Wuji's thigh, the Three Immortals of Lishan no longer had anything to worry about, so he decided to take action against the Three Immortals of Lishan.

"You, how did you get out?" Huang Zhiyuan felt that what he saw in front of him was a little unreal.

"Are you sure you want to know? If I told you, I'm afraid there would be no place for you in the vast world." Fang Ping said with a smile.

Fang Ping was absolutely right, he was trapped in the secret realm for five or six years and then returned safely from the secret realm.

If this news spreads, there will be no place for him in the entire Qiyun Mountain Range.

Not only him, but also the three immortals of Lishan must not have a good life.

Huang Zhiyuan was slightly stunned at first, and then said with a stern face: "In that case, you still dare to let me know your identity. Do you really think you can defeat me?"

Fang Ping nodded in admiration and said: "As expected of a foundation-building expert, he reacted without being reminded."

Zheng Tianming said coldly: "Huang Zhiyuan, it is not an exaggeration to say that we were friends of life and death when we worked together. Unexpectedly, you had evil intentions. After we found out, you not only did not want to repent, but instead held a grudge in your heart and opposed us everywhere."

Zhang Yuan even said coldly: "If I had known this, I should have chopped you off with a knife."

Fang Ping waved his hand, and a formation light curtain lit up, covering several people.

Huang Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly, but he still didn't have too much panic in his heart because he had his own trump card.

Not only did he build the foundation several years earlier than them, but with Huang Pei'an's support, he also had a good low-grade spiritual weapon.

In his opinion, although the four people in front of him have the numerical advantage, they have just made a breakthrough, and their cultivation may not even be stable.

In addition, the Three Immortals of Lishan have been trapped in Fang City for many years, and now they suddenly succeeded in building the foundation. Without the support of a large number of spiritual stones and elixirs, it would be impossible to complete the foundation building.

He even suspected that the four people in front of him had consumed all their belongings in order to build the foundation. Maybe in addition to the treasures on their bodies, all the excess magical weapons had also been sold.

But both of them have a spiritual weapon, and there are also several magic weapons, and there is enough to replenish the various elixirs and elixirs consumed.

However, this was not his greatest support. He sent a message of comfort to the green-robed Foundation-Building monk beside him, and he sneered and said, "You four are just useless trash who just built the Foundation, and you want to kill me?"

Zheng Tianming said coldly: "Huang Zhiyuan, when you trapped us in Fangshi and meant to do us harm, did you ever think about today?"

Huang Zhiyuan still did not panic, he slowly pulled out a golden mace, pointed at the Three Immortals of Lishan and Fang Ping and said: "You four fools, since you set a trap to harm me, but you asked me to send out the transmission note, you are simply court death."

This golden mace was his spiritual weapon. After he established the foundation, Huang Pei'an introduced him to Zhao Wuji and rewarded him with his own hands.

It is said that it was used by Zhao Wuji in his early years. Although it is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, its power is indeed very impressive.

Upon seeing this, the green-robed monk took out a small tower and looked at the four people with a wary expression.

Huang Zhiyuan said calmly: "To tell you the truth, my nephew is practicing in a place less than a thousand miles away from here. After receiving my transmission notes, he can be there in an instant even though he is only a thousand miles away."

Hearing this, the green-robed monk's expression softened slightly and he was no longer as nervous as before.

He took refuge in Huang Zhiyuan not because he was very close to the other party, but because he saw that the other party's nephew Huang Pei'an had some relationship with the rising Zhao Wuji, so he hoped to get some benefits from Huang Zhiyuan.

Normally, it's okay to follow Huang Zhiyuan and show off his power in the name of Zhao Wuji, but if his life is really in danger, he will definitely not be stupid enough to sacrifice his life for the other party.

Now that he heard that Huang Pei'an would arrive soon, he felt confident.

After all, Huang Pei'an is an inner disciple of the Qi Yun Sect, a three-spirit genius who is a serious disciple of the Eight Classics. He has followed Zhao Wuji for many years, and has deep cultivation and strong strength.

If it was only a thousand miles away, with Huang Pei'an's strength, he would be able to get there very quickly. m.x33xs.com

The two of them only need to hold on until Huang Pei'an arrives. With Huang Pei'an's strength and the help of the two of them, it is easy to kill the four of them.

Hearing this, the three immortals of Lishan frowned slightly, feeling a little worried in their hearts.

If this is the case, today may be very unlucky.

Because they had no confidence to kill Huang Zhiyuan before Huang Pei'an's support arrived.

Fang Ping smiled calmly and said: "You want to deceive us with such a cheap lie?"

As soon as Fang Ping said this, the three immortals of Lishan and the green-robed monks looked at him with doubts.

Before they could ask questions, Fang Ping said: "With the speed of a foundation-building expert, it only takes a moment to reach a thousand miles away. If Huang Pei'an is really nearby, Huang Zhiyuan may not say anything at all. He has already taken the initiative to kill us and hold us back. Where can we go?" He will act like this and deliberately delay time.”

Upon hearing this, the green-robed monk suddenly turned his head to look at Huang Zhiyuan, then at Fang Ping and the others. His eyes were rolling around, and it was obvious that he had strange thoughts in his mind.

"Haha." Huang Zhiyuan laughed without comment, and asked Fang Ping: "Since you have this idea, but instead of taking action quickly, you are boasting again, are you sure of victory?"

Fang Ping said calmly: "That's natural, otherwise, why would we take the initiative to lure you out?"

"Oh?" Huang Zhiyuan glanced at the four of them, shook his head with a sneer and said: "You guys who just established the foundation want to kill me? Unless you each have a spiritual weapon."

Fang Ping chuckled, but there was still a long knife in his hand: "Does everyone have a spiritual weapon? That's as you wish."

The blade of the blade flashed with aura, and after absorbing the energy input from Fang Ping, a faint shadow of a white tiger appeared on the blade.

The three immortals of Lishan looked strange. Seeing Fang Ping's appearance, they each took out a spiritual weapon.

Zheng Tianming took out a writing brush the size of a baby's arm and wrote in the air. It glowed brightly, and in just a moment, a string of mysterious runes took shape.

Zhang Yuan was holding a long stick of fire-bronze eyebrows. As her Yuan Power poured in, the lines of the Flowing Cloud Armor on the long stick lit up, and then a faint flame rose up.

The flames condensed in front of Zhang Yuan and turned into three cloud-shaped spiritual fires. The spiritual fires slowly rotated and absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, gathering momentum.

Bai Jian took out the long sword from his arms. He still raised his head slightly and looked at people through his nostrils.

But as the long sword was unsheathed, the terrifying and sharp sword energy overflowed, and Huang Zhiyuan was enveloped by a faint murderous intention.

Huang Zhiyuan and the green-robed monk were stunned for a moment. They had carefully planned and tried their best to trap the three immortals of Lishan in Fangshi for many years. They thought they were at the end of their rope, but they didn't expect that they not only succeeded in building the foundation, but also each had a spiritual weapon.

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