An Ordinary Path to Immortality

While speaking, the spiritual roots on the heavy sword became stronger, and it smashed down heavily on the opponent's head.

The demon cultivator quickly sacrificed several magic weapons to weaken the power of the heavy sword. At the same time, he quickly retreated in the hope of returning to the demon cultivator camp and asking for help.

A demon child saw his plan, his face sank and said unhappily: "You are afraid of death and are disgraced."

No one objected, and no one spoke to defend the other party. Everyone just watched everything in front of them excitedly like watching a show.

In order to prevent this person from hiding in the demon cultivator camp and being caught by the righteous cultivators, a demon cultivator waved his hand and cast a demonic energy to block the opponent's retreat.

"Bang"

The retreat was blocked, and the demon cultivator had no time to say a word of complaint, and even before he could scream, he was directly hit on the head by the old man with the giant sword. Under the old man's huge force, his upper body was also smashed down.

Such a violent and bloody scene made many cultivators frown.

Especially some female cultivators who rarely see bloody scenes, they closed their eyes and turned their heads away, not daring to look any more.

"Haha, you said you were a demon cultivator, but why do you look like a little chicken, so weak and fragile."

The old man left a sarcastic remark, glanced at the dark demon cultivator camp with contempt, put away the opponent's storage ring, carried the giant sword on his shoulder and returned to his own camp leisurely.

"Old senior is still as powerful as ever."

Another demon cultivator flew out of his own camp, he was shirtless, every muscle on his body was bulging, and his bronze skin looked even more shiny.

The old man's voice sounded again: "Do you want to fight with me?"

Who knew that the demon cultivator smiled foolishly and waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "No, no, I won't fight with you. My mother said that you can't bully the elderly. Send a young man to compete with me in fists, kicks and physical strength."

The demon cultivator's simple and honest appearance caused everyone to laugh. Some cultivators who knew him introduced him to the people around them. It turned out that this man's simple and honest appearance was not fake.

This guy himself is simple and his brain is not very bright.

But if you underestimate him because of this, you will suffer a great loss, because this guy specializes in physical training, and it is said that he has already tempered his physical body to be as indestructible as a magic weapon.

Amid the discussion of the crowd, a male cultivator with a similarly sturdy build walked out of the righteous cultivator camp. He said in a muffled voice: "I am also cultivating the physical body. Why don't we have a competition?"

"Haha, I finally met a fellow cultivator. I won't show mercy when we fight later."

"Same here."

Unlike the others, the two were in different camps, but there was a sense of mutual respect during the conversation.

After a brief chat, the two rushed towards each other at the same time. Neither of them used weapons, but just swung their fists and punched the opponent's body one by one.

The dull sound of the punches hitting the flesh made the cultivators on both sides feel like they were being punched hard.

"Dong Dong..."

The two of them rushed forward like two mad bulls, either punching at the same time, or hugging each other to wrestle, and sometimes even sticking out their heads to let the other hit them while swinging their thick palms to hit each other's faces.

This most primitive and simple competition is really not worth watching, but everyone is frightened and their teeth are sore. They always feel that if they are slapped by the other party, their heads will probably be smashed.

There is really nothing to watch in the competition between the two, and Fang Ping really doesn't dare to stay any longer.

When everyone's attention is attracted by the competition between the two, no one is paying attention to them. Fang Ping sends a message to Luo Yun and others, then opens the passage and goes in together.

In fact, he is very interested in the battle between the two sides, but they can also see the situation inside from the passage when they hide outside the formation.

So even if they leave the formation, it will not delay them from continuing to watch the battle.

In particular, the specific reason that Zhang Ren is particularly afraid of and repeatedly reminds Fang Ping to evacuate quickly is what Fang Ping wants to know.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Prince Jinwu that if he wants to leave from the passage, it is better to leave in advance. If others destroy the passage, he will not open the passage again.

Prince Jinwu is watching the battle between the two sides attentively, and he waved his hand casually and didn't bother to pay attention to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping and his group's departure did not attract much attention, and no one tried to stop them.

Even the Saint Son just glanced at them and then whispered to the people around him again.

The cultivators around him were old and young, and each of them was a leader in each faction. Even if you look at the entire continent, they are rare masters in the Jindan realm.

Now they all follow the Saint Son's lead and obey his orders.

As the future leaders of the major forces, they are not only powerful in cultivation, but also have superhuman wisdom.

It is obviously abnormal that the demon cultivators collectively went out but did not take action immediately.

So they gathered together and began to discuss and make arrangements to deal with the demon cultivators' back-up.

The battle between the two physical cultivators ended quickly, not because the winner was decided, but because they had no strength left in the end, and still no one could do anything to the other.

In the end, the two were exhausted and panting, shook hands and made peace, and each laughed and returned to their own camps.

Before leaving, they even hugged each other like good friends.

If the two camps were not in confrontation, they might have started drinking and talking, discussing their cultivation experience and exchanging experiences.

After the two left, the competition between the two sides continued. After one battle after another, both the good and evil sides had their own victories and defeats.

Fang Ping and his friends were watching with great interest outside the formation. Suddenly, Fang Ping, Luo Yun and Zuo Chunqiu all turned their heads and looked into the distance.

"Master and Saint are back!" Fang Ping smiled.

"Brother, where have you been these days?" Luo Yun smiled lightly and asked before the two appeared.

Only Zuo Chunqiu looked worried and whispered, "You kid, can't you continue to hide? Why do you have to get involved in this muddy water?"

Soon, two small black dots appeared in their sight, and then the black dots grew larger, and the figures of Ye Chang and Saint Su Jin approached quickly.

"Disciple Ye Chang greets Master!"

"Su Jin greets Master!"

As soon as Ye Chang and Su Jin landed, they saluted Zuo Chunqiu together.

Zuo Chunqiu looked at his most proud apprentice and his daughter-in-law, and smiled with great satisfaction like an old father when he first saw his son and daughter-in-law greet him.

"Get up, get up." Zuo Chunqiu helped the two of them up, praised them for a few words, and then changed his tone to blame: "You two kids, since you have already hidden, why don't you wait until the matter here is over before coming back?

Especially you, Chang'er, with your intelligence, can't you guess that this place is dangerous? Why do you still bring the saint girl here to risk your life?"

Ye Chang bowed and explained: "Master, if I want to marry the saint girl, I must do something in the Xianzong.

If I don't come today, it will have a great impact on my reputation and future development in the Xianzong, and even those who supported me before may abandon me.

What's more, the battle between good and evil is our duty."

Then, the saint girl also said: "Master, Su Jin is still the saint girl of the Xianzong who is the leader of the world's immortal sects. Now that the battle between good and evil is imminent, Su Jin can't just sit back and watch?"