An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping flew unhurriedly. After leaving Fangshi where the teleportation array was located, Fang Ping did not hide his whereabouts or speed up his flight. He acted as if he didn't know he was being followed.

After flying for a while to make sure that Wang Laiyuan and the other two people behind him were not lost, he turned a corner and flew towards the remote mountains.

The reason for this was not because Dragon Blood Tai Sui was in this direction, but because he did this deliberately to bring Wang Laiyuan and the two of them into a deserted place and get to know Wang Laiyuan and the others.

When Wang Laiyuan and the others saw that Fang Ping was walking further and further into the countryside, they felt even more happy.

Although they can kill Fang Ping at any time, if they can do it when no one is around, they naturally don't want to be seen by too many people.

Seeing Fang Ping gradually entering the deep mountains, surrounded by grass and lack of spiritual energy, there must be few monks coming here on weekdays.

This is the perfect place to start.

"The dog has good sense and chose a very good burial place for himself."

Wang Laiyuan cursed in a low voice, he no longer wanted to wait any longer.

"Let's do it here." Wang Laiyuan instructed the golden elixir monk beside him.

"That's exactly what I meant."

The golden elixir agreed, no longer concealing its aura, and suddenly accelerated towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping had already noticed the moment his aura was exposed, but he did not react immediately and continued to fly leisurely. It was not until the golden elixir monk flew into the range of the normal first-level golden elixir monk's life experience that Fang Ping pretended to be shocked. Speed ​​up and escape.

"Boy, it's too late to find out now."

Fang Ping heard the sarcastic voice of the Golden Pill cultivator.

"Who are you?"

"I am a monk from the Wang family, and I am here to take your life today." The golden elixir monk made no secret.

For a young monk like Fang Ping who could be killed easily and would not be in trouble after killing him, there was no need to hide anything.

"Monk Wang, are you sent by Wang Laiyuan?"

"Wrong, I was not sent by the young master. I came with the young master. In a moment, the young master will personally take your life."

Fang Ping snorted: "You Wang family are so brave. If you kill me, aren't you afraid of the Yu family's revenge?"

The other party sarcastically said: "Yu family? The Yu family has too much to take care of themselves now, how can they have time to take care of you?"

While the two were talking, Fang Ping was already caught up by the other party.

"Boy, if you want to blame it, just blame yourself. The Wang family is not something that trash like you can offend."

He didn't waste any time and directly made a hand seal towards Fang Ping.

Suddenly a powerful pressure enveloped him, and an invisible energy locked Fang Ping.

Fang Ping felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his movements became sluggish.

The strength of the third level of the Golden Core was indeed extraordinary, and it caused a lot of trouble for Fang Ping as soon as he took action.

Fang Ping's expression was solemn. He did not use any magic weapon or secret technique. He just mobilized the profound energy in his body and pointed it towards the palm.

This finger is a combat skill "Star Pointing Finger" obtained from the inheritance of Yuanshen.

It is a combat skill that can only be practiced by Jindan monks. Once pointed out, it can exert several times its own combat power.

After forming the elixir, Fang Ping first practiced this relatively easy technique.

"puff"

After a muffled sound, the spiritual energy exploded, and the palm and the handprint disappeared.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the golden elixir monk. He did not expect that Fang Ping could break his palm with only the strength of the first level of the golden elixir.

Fang Ping only felt a tightness in his chest, and there was a faint smell of blood in his breath.

His body flew backwards, with a horrified look on his face. In fact, he already had a rough understanding of the strength gap between himself and this third-level Jindan monk.

"You have some abilities, no wonder you dare to offend my Wang family."

The golden elixir monk praised Fang Ping, and then moved his hand towards Fang Ping.

Suddenly a spear appeared next to him and headed towards Fang Ping.

In order to show his weakness to the enemy, Fang Ping still did not use his trump card. He just drew out a low-grade magic weapon spear and fought with his opponent's golden spear.

The golden spear was transformed into mysterious energy. Fang Ping held the magical spear and kept fighting with it, consuming the opponent's power.

Seeing Fang Ping's clumsy attack and how he was panting and sweating profusely in just a moment, he became even more disdainful of Fang Ping.

"With such little ability, you dare to challenge my Wang family. You really don't know how death is written."

His face turned red, his aura was unstable, and even the magic weapon in his hand was not functioning smoothly.

The golden elixir monk understood Fang Ping's appearance very well: "I just formed the elixir, so the magic weapon hasn't been completely refined yet."

In short, the strength shown by Fang Ping was similar to what he expected. It was only at the level of an ordinary monk who had just formed an elixir, so he relaxed a lot of his vigilance against Fang Ping.

Soon the power of the golden spear was almost exhausted due to Fang Ping's continuous efforts.

He then put away his hand seals and looked indifferently at Fang Ping, who was out of breath and had even begun to swallow pills to recover from his consumption: "It's just a pointless struggle. Give up resistance and accept the soul search. I'll give you a happy one."

Fang Ping took a sip and said, "Kill if you want, why bother talking so much nonsense."

At this time, Wang Laiyuan, who had been watching from a distance, also saw that Fang Ping was no match for his side of the Golden Core cultivator.

He boldly flew forward and said arrogantly: "If you offend me, your death method will be decided by me."

Fang Ping sneered in his heart, worrying that Wang Laiyuan was afraid of his Jindan realm strength and dared not come forward. If he burst out with all his strength later, Wang Laiyuan might see that the situation was not good and run away in advance.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually came to the door on his own initiative.

"Even if I die, I will drag you to be my scapegoat."

Fang Ping deliberately shouted, pinched his fingers and pointed at Wang Laiyuan, and a fire bird flew towards Wang Laiyuan.

Wang Laiyuan did not dodge, with a sarcastic look in his expression: "You still want to kill me, you think too much."

The fire bird was slapped away by the Jindan cultivator before it came close: "Do you think I am dead?"

He looked at Fang Ping jokingly, and said in a calm tone: "Okay, the game is over."

He waved his hand, and a black spear appeared, and stabbed towards Fang Ping under his hand gesture.

Fang Ping had never thought that he could kill Wang Laiyuan with one blow. The reason he did this was just to take this opportunity to let Wang Laiyuan and the Jindan cultivator relax their vigilance.

The goal was achieved, Fang Ping raised his spear to meet the black spear.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The opponent was indeed a Jindan ancestor from such a powerful family as the Wang family. The black spear was changing in many ways under his control, and every move was almost full of power.

Fang Ping also did not dare to be distracted. The Jindan was running at full power, and the profound energy in his body was constantly injected into the spear. At the same time, his eyebrows glowed, protecting himself tightly.

Even though he used his own life magic weapon, he was unable to take down Fang Ping, which made the Jindan cultivator begin to get impatient.