An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Zhao Wuji's strength is indeed strong. Under such a powerful thunder attack, he still has some reservations, and the strength he showed is still not enough to trigger the thunder tribulation.

Seeing this, Fang Ping, who had swallowed the spiritual milk again to restore his vitality, decided to add some more powerful stuff to it, and strive to fully stimulate Zhao Wuji's strength before the Nine Thunder Demon Seal dissipated.

He threw the brass mace casually, and then swung his hands, and five low-grade spiritual weapons flew out of his hands and flew towards Zhao Wuji.

Then a flash of fire flashed in his hand, and another fiery red animal-shaped stone sculpture flew out. The stone sculpture took action and immediately swelled up in the wind, turning into a giant beast covered with black and red lava. Every step it took, a drop of lava dripped, and the rocks on the ground were melted by its feet.

This is the lava giant beast spiritual weapon that Fang Ping got after killing Liao Ming.

"Puppet, come on!"

The two puppets of the ninth level of foundation building received Fang Ping's order and also stepped forward to rush towards Zhao Wuji.

They each held Zhen Ming and Lu Yingxiang's mid-grade spiritual weapons and swords, and rushed towards Zhao Wuji fearlessly.

Fang Ping wanted to use the Yanhuo Bow, but finally shook his head and gave up. The Yanhuo Bow and Fang Tian Huaji were only top-grade magic weapons after all, and they were not good enough to face ordinary foundation-building masters, let alone Zhao Wuji, who was half a step into the golden elixir.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The eighth thunder of the demon-killing thunder seal came down, and at the same time, several spiritual weapons thrown out by Fang Ping also arrived at the same time.

These spiritual weapons were also treasures that the cultivators regarded as treasures. It was a pity that they were thrown out by Fang Ping and exploded, and used to kill Zhao Wuji, forcing Zhao Wuji to use stronger strength.

"Roar"

With Fang Ping intentionally reducing the gravity barrier, the lava beast leaped in front of Zhao Wuji, and its huge body even smashed the mountain above its head. The rubble had not yet fallen, but it had already turned into lava.

Let's not talk about the strength of this giant beast. Just its huge body that fills the tunnel like a mountain gives people a strong sense of oppression.

The two puppets moved quickly and arrived at Zhao Wuji's side before the lava beast, and kept slashing at Zhao Wuji.

At this time, Fang Ping felt dizzy and nauseous, not only because of the backlash caused by the self-explosion of multiple spiritual weapons, but also because of the heavy burden and consumption brought to him by fully controlling the gravity space and other attacks.

He swallowed the elixir and stone spirit milk here, and his spiritual roots were fully running. He raised his hand and chopped Zhao Wuji again with three thunders that were close to the power of the 49th thunder tribulation.

Then he endured the huge consumption of his soul and Yuanli, weakened the gravity around his body, kicked the ground with his legs, and rushed towards Zhao Wuji.

At the same time, fifteen spiritual weapon flying swords appeared in front of him one by one. Under Fang Ping's control, they turned into an attack formation and rushed towards Zhao Wuji.

"Boom"

The giant beast landed heavily beside Zhao Wuji, raised his fists and hammered at Zhao Wuji.

Every time he punched, a large amount of lava flew everywhere, and some of it almost splashed on Huang Pei'an.

After Fang Ping's nurturing for a while, the lava beast was at its peak, and every punch was a full-strength attack at the ninth level of foundation building.

In addition, the giant beast had no other skills, only brute force, so every time it hammered, Zhao Wuji's body sank.

At the same time, two puppets held swords and joined the team besieging Zhao Wuji.

The two swords were one water and one gold, and Fang Ping also found several spiritual tools that enhanced the power of attacking magic from those who died in the Five-Colored Spiritual Light Cave, and they also brought them with them, making the attack power of the two puppets stronger.

Not to mention the puppet that used Zhen Ming's water-attributed long sword. Every time it slashed down, it was like a surging sea wave laying on Zhao Wuji's body-protecting red light, making waves of "sizzling" sounds when water and fire met, quickly weakening Zhao Wuji's body-protecting red light defense.

"Boom"

The last blow of the Demon-Slaying Thunder Seal fell. This time the thunder was exactly the power of the 49th Thunder Tribulation. Although it was only the weakest thunder power among the 49th Thunder Tribulation, it was the strongest blow of the Demon-Slaying Thunder Seal.

At the same time, it was also one of the few thunder attack methods that Fang Ping could use to trigger the power of the 49th Thunder Tribulation since he practiced the Nine Thunders of the Divine Sky.

Feeling the terrifying pressure contained in this thunder, Zhao Wuji, who was struggling to hold on, almost bit his teeth.

Fang Ping also looked solemn. Whether he could help Zhao Wuji attract the thunder tribulation depended on this blow.眏眏仦哾觧

“Boom”

The thunder roared down and hit Zhao Wuji’s protective red light.

The red light that had withstood the previous thunder and Fang Ping’s other attacks was actually shaking violently at this moment.

“Break it!”

Fang Ping’s brows were shining, as if there was a glowing eye in his brows.

The Heaven Stealing Technique was running at full power, and a series of spiritual attacks rushed straight to Zhao Wuji’s brows.

At the same time, he controlled the Molten Fire Sword Formation with a sword technique and hit Zhao Wuji’s protective spiritual light almost at the same time as the thunder.

Moreover, the fifteen flying swords attacked one after another. The continuous impact made Zhao Wuji’s face turn red, his body trembled slightly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Bang bang…”

The lava beast and the puppet were still attacking non-stop. The scattered thunder and the spiritual swords that were bounced by Zhao Wuji fell on them, but they had no reaction at all, which did not affect their attacks at all.

The sword moves passed by, and the flying swords that were scattered instantly flew back, gathered together, and attacked Zhao Wuji again.

At the same time, Fang Ping poured thunder-attribute energy into the brass mace, until the brass mace almost made an overwhelmed "squeak" sound because it could not withstand such a huge amount of energy. Fang Ping took off his hand, and the brass mace came with it. Hitting Zhao Wuji with powerful thunder power.

"Click... bang bang..."

Several crisp sounds came in succession. It turned out that the three flying swords in Fang Ping's Molten Sword Formation had cracks after several full-force attacks due to their own quality.

Fang Ping did not hesitate to directly control them to explode in front of Zhao Wuji.

Under the successive impacts, there were more and more cracks in Zhao Wuji's protective red light, getting bigger and bigger.

Even if Zhao Wuji vomited three mouthfuls of essence and blood on it, it would not help. In the end, it shattered into pieces and turned into fire droplets flying down all over the sky.

At this moment, the demon-killing thunderbolt, brass mace, giant beast, sword array, puppet, and divine soul attack all came.

Zhao Wuji's face turned pale, and he looked at Fang Ping with eyes filled with murderous intent and raging anger.

But at this moment, he had no choice but to bravely mobilize his energy and wave his spear to block the series of attacks.

But he still had to withstand more than a hundred times the force of gravity, but Fang Ping and his attacks were easy and effortless, which forced him to continuously increase his Yuanli level, constantly exposing his true cultivation aura.

Under heavy pressure, he finally fully mobilized all his strength and blocked all attacks.

The spear wiped out the last trace of thunder above his head, and Zhao Wuji looked much more calm than before.

During this process, he did not feel the coming of thunder.

Wisps of killing intent fell on Fang Ping, and Zhao Wuji, who felt insulted, was furious.

While he felt a little lucky, he even wanted to cut Fang Ping into pieces to vent his humiliation.

He didn't think about inheritance, treasures, or opportunities. Even if Fang Ping suffered the pain of being cut into pieces, he still couldn't vent the anger in his heart.

Fang Ping frowned slightly, feeling that all his previous efforts were in vain, and in the end he still failed to cause the catastrophe.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was about to take action, suddenly both of them looked up.

It turned out that a gray cloud suddenly appeared above Zhao Wuji's head.

. You provide the master Yijie with a gentle and ordinary path to immortality.