An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Ah... I'm not willing to accept it!"

"Why is this happening? I don't want to die!"

"Fuck the distinction between good and evil. I'm going to die, so why do I care whether he is good or evil? Come on, let the evil energy enter my body and I will become a demon."

...

With the shouts, more and more monks became demons and died.

Gradually, with the help of those demons, the demon monks joined forces to suppress the elite disciples of major sects such as Ao Yuanrang and Meng Qi.

Even so, Fang Ping still had no intention of taking action, but watched with relish.

This feeling of watching opponents fall one by one without doing anything himself is so comfortable.

At this point, Meng Qi and his team have already lost, and now they are just struggling to survive.

Fang Ping has even started to think about collecting the spoils and breaking the formation to escape.

He even tried the Void Transmission Talisman, but found that he didn't know whether it was because the formation restriction of the Yuansheng Cave Mansion still existed, or because of the Immortal Killing Formation, the Void Transmission Talisman could not be activated.

This result made Fang Ping speechless. If the teleportation talisman could not be used, it meant that Fang Ping had to break the formation and leave.

This result was what Fang Ping did not want to see.

Let’s not talk about whether the void teleportation talisman could be used after breaking the formation. Just to say that those demon cultivators who could set up the formation might be quite powerful.

Since they decided to deal with him, they would definitely not let him go easily after he got out.

Even if he could get rid of them, there were still the Jindan Yuanying of various forces outside the formation waiting for him.

So many people died here, and the strong men led by the major sects outside would not sit idly by.

So Fang Ping’s best choice now was to leave directly from the Yuansheng Cave Mansion.

Gradually, the battle outside was finally coming to an end.

Now only Meng Qi, Ao Yuanrang and more than 30 other powerful cultivators were left, still struggling to support themselves with the protection of the Buddha’s bones.

Even with the protection of the Buddha’s bones, they were already at the end of their strength, and their trump cards had been almost used up, and their own cultivation had also been almost consumed.

If it weren't for Meng Qi and his fellow disciples using some magical combined attack formation to barely hold on, they might not be able to hold on now.

At this time, the demon cultivators outside the formation also began to control the demons and demon cultivators to attack the formation where Fang Ping lived, trying to force Fang Ping out and get rid of him.

At the same time, Ao Yuanrang also roared: "Chen Huaijing, at this point, do you still want to continue hiding?

You have obtained the inheritance of Yuansheng and mastered the power of the five elements. Today's incident was caused by you. So many Taoist friends died because of you. Don't you have any guilt?"

The Buddha's light in the Buddha bone was about to be exhausted, and cracks had appeared on the Buddha bone.

If this continued, when the Buddha bone broke, it would be the time for them to fall.

Death was imminent, and Ao Yuanrang's hatred for Chen Huaijing reached its peak.

Even though he looked very embarrassed under the siege of many demon cultivators, he still took the time to launch a few attacks on the formation where Fang Ping was hiding.

This was not the first time that Ao Yuanrang called out to Fang Ping. Meng Qi also knew that the person who received the inheritance was called Chen Huaijing.

"I wonder if Brother Chen has a way to break the formation. If so, Brother Chen will really help break the formation."

After a pause, Meng Qi said, "Brother Chen has received the inheritance, and so many people have died here. Their sect elders must have received the news outside the formation.

In this case, any cultivator who walks out of the Yuansheng Cave Mansion may not have a good end."

Fang Ping glanced at Ao Yuanrang. He didn't expect that this guy had also thought of this.

"Are you threatening me?" Fang Ping said in a voice transmission.

"Brother Chen misunderstood. Meng is not threatening. Meng just wants to tell Brother Chen that I have a 10,000-mile teleportation talisman here. It cannot be used in this formation, but if you leave the formation, you can activate it in the Yuanshen Cave Mansion and teleport us to a place thousands of miles away from the Yuansheng Cave Mansion."

Fang Ping's heart moved when he heard this. It must be said that as a disciple from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, Meng Qi did hit the nail on the head and directly hit Fang Ping's soft spot.

Fang Ping asked: "You didn't lie to me?"

"It's a matter of life and death, how could I lie to you?"

"Okay, I'll trust you once, but I'll only take you and your fellow disciples away, the rest must die here." Fang Ping agreed after a slight hesitation.

In the current situation, regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, Fang Ping was willing to believe the other party.

"This..." Meng Qi hesitated.

"Don't worry, you just need to take care of yourselves, and I don't need you to kill them yourself."

"Okay!" Meng Qi was decisive enough and agreed to Fang Ping directly.

Fang Ping didn't continue to speak. He urged the devil spirit root and stimulated the devil's blood in his dantian. The next moment, his aura changed directly.

Waves of black mist enveloped his whole body, and strange devil patterns like those of the demon monks appeared on his face.

Even his eyes began to turn red, as if he was really possessed by the devil.

After making all these disguises, Fang Ping controlled the formation to weaken its power. When the two demons joined forces to attack the formation again, he directly withdrew the formation and pretended that the formation was broken.

He appeared in front of everyone with demonic energy all over his body.

His appearance in this image stunned the demons who were about to attack again.

"Chen Huaijing, you are possessed!" Ao Yuanrang, who was always paying attention to Fang Ping, noticed the abnormality immediately.

"Hahaha..." Fang Ping laughed wildly and rushed towards Ao Yuanrang with his bare hands.

"Is he possessed by a demon?" The monk outside the formation was also stunned for a moment. His purpose was to kill Fang Ping, but Fang Ping was already possessed by the demon and was one of his own.

If this is the case, should we still kill him?

Fang Ping rushed into the battle group and casually grabbed the demonic mist around his body. He turned it into a big hand and directly slapped away several demonic monks who were blocking the way. Then he personally came to Ao Yuanrang's side and waved his fist towards Ao Yuanrang smashed it away.

The surrounding demonic mist was pulled by his punch, and immediately swarmed towards his fist, making his fist even more powerful.

"Bang"

Facing Fang Ping in his prime, Ao Yuanrang, who was at the end of his strength, was completely vulnerable and was directly knocked away from the crowd by Fang Ping's punch.

Fang Ping walked up to him again without stopping. He recognized Ao Yuanrang, chased him and punched him in the chest again.

At the same time, he made a seal with his hand, causing the magic mist to turn into a dark palm and slapped him hard on the face.

"Damn it, you go to hell!" Ao Yuanrang spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his anger turned into a colorful aura, and he raised his gun and stabbed Fang Ping.

Fang Ping laughed and faced the opponent with his bare hands.

"puff"

The spear stabbed Fang Ping in front of him, but he couldn't make an inch forward and was blocked by the armor at this time.

Fang Ping took advantage of the situation and grabbed the five-color spear and pulled it back and forth. Ao Yuanrang wanted to let go and stay away, but he thought that his five-color stones had been taken away. If he lost the five-color spear again, he would not have any weapons to use. .

At this moment of hesitation, Fang Ping's eyebrows flashed with a dark light, and Ao Yuanrang's eyebrows collided hard.

"No!" Ao Yuanrang felt bad. Only then did he realize that Fang Ping's target was not the five-color spear, nor was he going to fight him in close combat.

His target turned out to be his own soul.