An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The reason why the Nascent Soul cultivators are so powerful is naturally because of the existence of the Nascent Soul. Compared with the Golden Core, the existence of the Nascent Soul can completely crush the Golden Core in all aspects.

However, without the support of the cultivator's physical body, the Nascent Soul that leaves the physical body is just a lamb to be slaughtered.

If it is in normal times, the physical body is destroyed, and the Nascent Soul can use the Nascent Soul secret technique to travel thousands of miles in an instant after leaving the body, let alone the Golden Core, even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators cannot capture it.

However, now the space they are in has been sealed by colorful butterflies, and their Nascent Souls cannot break through the space barrier to escape, and can only be easily captured.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators have all died, and the remaining Golden Core cultivators naturally have no power to fight back against the attacks of the Golden Crow Prince and others. They have been killed before the Nascent Soul cultivators died.

"Fang Ping, you are so bold that you dare to show up."

"Open the formation, seal the void, and never let them escape."

"Submit to my master, I will help you leave."

"Fang Ping, dare to kill my son, today is your death."

Calls and voice transmissions came, and various magic magic treasures attacked one after another.

Those cultivators whose disciples, descendants, relatives and friends were killed by Fang Ping, when they saw Fang Ping, did not hesitate to take revenge.

The rest of them were not to be outdone. No matter what their purpose was, they did not want to fall behind and let others take advantage.

However, just when their attack was about to fall on Fang Ping and others, Fang Ping and his group had already killed three Nascent Soul cultivators, and then the space fluctuations were heard, and several people disappeared from the spot.

"Waste, they are three Yuanying masters, but they can't even hold on for a moment."

"Are Fang Ping and his team so strong? They can easily kill three Yuanying masters and dozens of Jindan masters together."

"What is their cultivation level? Jindan or Yuanying?"

"This is not a secret realm, why do Fang Ping and his team still have such strong strength?"

The attacks of many cultivators fell on the area where Fang Ping and his team were just now, and blasted out a huge deep pit, but there was no trace of Fang Ping and his team here.

What they were amazed at was not just Fang Ping's strength, and what they coveted was not just the treasures on Fang Ping. Many people had already given up hope for the Chaos Golden Pearl and many treasure secrets on Fang Ping.

The direct target of many people was the others. When Fang Ping and his team got so many treasures in the secret realm, the others must have many secret treasures on them.

Everyone used their secret arts again to search for Fang Ping and the others, but their secret arts could only confirm that Fang Ping and the others were still nearby, but they could not accurately find the traces of Fang Ping and the others.

Suddenly, in a corner, there was a space fluctuation in the area guarded by only one cultivator and several Jindan.

Then the figures of Baihu and Jinwu Prince appeared out of thin air.

Holding a golden spear, Jinwu Prince opened his mouth and spit out a ball of flames to wrap the Yuanying and Jindan cultivators. The golden light in Baihu's eyes was bright. At the same time that two red-gold tiger shadows flew out of Baihu's eyes, Baihu also jumped up and stretched out his claws to grab the lower abdomen of the Yuanying cultivator.

"Looking for death!"

The Yuanying cultivator was furious. Two Jindan little demons dared to sneak attack him. They were simply tired of living.

He swung a black iron stick in his hand and met the spear of Jinwu Prince.

At this moment, Baihu roared.

Powerful sound waves gathered in front of it, and the shadow of an ancient mythical beast, a white tiger, appeared, and the terrifying pressure enveloped it. The Nascent Soul cultivator was unable to resist, and his soul was shaken violently by the roar.

At the same time, his mind was also wavering, and he was absent-minded for a moment.

A moment's mistake in a fight between masters can determine many things.

The Golden Crow and the White Tiger joined forces, and the golden spear picked up the black long stick, pierced through the protection, and directly pierced into the opponent's eyebrows.

The spear shook slightly, and the seven orifices of the Nascent Soul cultivator began to spray out billowing flames.

At the same time, the white tiger's sharp claws also smashed the opponent's protective aura. The white tiger and the other two shadows slapped into the opponent's lower abdomen together, and the golden light flashed. When the two shadows disappeared, the white tiger had already rushed into the opponent's lower abdomen and came out from the back.

In its bloody mouth, it was holding a terrified and struggling Nascent Soul.

"Let me go, please, let me go."

The Nascent Soul screamed in fear, but the White Tiger had no mercy and swallowed the Nascent Soul in one gulp.

"They are there, don't let them run away."

"Damn it, why are they Jinwu and Baihu? They are backed by two powerful demon tribes, Jinwu and Baihu, and they can't move without authorization."

"What's there to be afraid of? So many people are rushing to attack. Even if the marks of the ancestors of the Jinwu and Baihu tribes are revealed, the murderer can't be found."

But when they attacked again, Jinwu and Little White Tiger had already collected the spoils and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Naturally, their attacks failed unexpectedly.

"Damn it, what kind of secret technique is this?"

"It's the secret method of space. Has Fang Ping's understanding of the rules of space reached such a high level?"

"Can any of you Taoist friends break his secret technique of space?"

The cultivators from all walks of life talked about it. The Nascent Soul cultivators knew that Fang Ping and his companions were hiding in a space somewhere nearby, but they had no way to deal with them.

Fang Ping and his men were nearby at the moment. Song Wujie smiled slyly, "These guys are really confident. Aren't our intentions obvious enough?"

"They are Yuanying masters, and they come from different forces, so they won't gather together easily." Zuo Chunqiu analyzed calmly: "If we come a few more times, they will definitely join forces and act together."

So, under Fang Ping's control, they walked in the void and quickly aimed at a force led by two Yuanying monks.

"Let me do it this time!" Hongluan was eager to try.

"I want it too." Qingniu was unwilling to fall behind.

Then Song Wujie, Mengqi, Huo Xiao and Zhang Ren also expressed their desire to take action.

Fang Ping did not stop them. It was rare to have so many Yuanying masters to practice with them. It was just right for them to test their strength and see how big the gap would be when they faced the Yuanying monks after their great progress in magic skills.

Fang Ping and Xiaodie blocked the space together. After Hongluan and others appeared beside the two Yuanying monks, they used their own skills without saying a word and killed the two Yuanying monks.

Just like when the Golden Crow and the White Tiger teamed up to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator, Fang Ping did not use the gravity field to help, and let them deal with it head-on.

As a result, they did not disappoint Fang Ping's trust. They cooperated well and attacked together. The opponent barely put up any resistance, and was killed by Hong Luan and Song Wujie.