The Path to Becoming Immortal

Along the way to Ningping, people quietly mobilized the Soul Refining Mountain to gather all the souls and put them into the Soul Refining Mountain.

"What are you doing?" The few remaining seriously injured Holy Land monks stared ahead with frightened faces. They looked at them as if they were looking at a group of demons.

The scene just now was too weird.

At this time, the Great Elder of the Holy Land in their eyes also moved. He raised his hand, transformed into several palms, and struck them directly.

"Bang bang bang..."

The remaining few people were immediately hit solidly in the back with a palm.

"Puff puff puff..."

Then he suddenly received this heavy blow, and the internal organs were mixed in the blood that spurted out.

The physical bodies of several people could no longer bear it, and they collapsed and disintegrated in mid-air.

"Okay! It's finally quiet here! What to do next!" A booming voice sounded.

The Huntian Demon Ancestor looked around and saw that there was no obstruction, then he looked up at the huge light pillar that pierced the nine heavens.

Ning Ping looked around, only in the distance were some monks with lower cultivation levels fleeing in all directions.

At this moment, suddenly there was a bright light in the sky above the head, as if something was about to come out above the clouds.

Everyone watched in surprise, and only Ning Ping knew what was going to happen.

In the midst of the billowing white clouds, countless rays of light suddenly shot out, and a huge human face appeared.

This huge human face was exactly what Ning Ping had seen last time. There was no doubt that it was Immortal Lord Luo Kun.

"Who are you!" A voice resounded throughout the world, echoing throughout the Holy Land.

As soon as the giant face of Immortal Lord Luo Kun appeared, a pair of radiant eyes looked at the group of people below.

"As expected, it's Luo Kun, you bastard! What are you doing pretending to be a ghost?"

At this time, no one else needed to say anything, and the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian said something angrily.

"Eh! Is it you? That boy from Huntian, I didn't expect that he dared to face me directly! Where is your master?"

A sneer appeared on Immortal Lord Luo Kun's face at this moment.

It seems that as Wu Chuxun said before, the person above the Huntian Demon Ancestor, the Swallowing Demon Lord, is really as timid as a mouse.

"Haha!!! That still requires Lord Tuntian to take action. Here, it's enough with me. I can't beat you up there, but here, you only have what you can do!"

Demon Ancestor Huntian laughed loudly and did not refute the other party's words.

His words really sounded a bit bold to Ning Ping's ears.

Before Wu Chuxun took action, it could be seen that the difference in strength brought about by the different realms in this fairy world was very huge.

Although in the world of cultivation, cultivation will be suppressed to almost the same level.

But cultivation is not the same as strength. As an immortal king, his understanding and judgment of battle are certainly not comparable to that of his demon ancestor.

"You are still so stubborn. It seems that I haven't taught you enough before! Then I will destroy your distraction later and give you a little punishment!"

Immortal Lord Luo Kun had no intention of quarreling with the other party, and his eyes were fixed on the people below, just like a god overlooking all living beings.

"You mortals! Killing for no reason! I believe you are being deceived by others, so just retreat! I will let bygones be bygones!"

Immortal Lord Luo Kun's voice is low, like a fairy voice, with an innate power of confusion that makes those who listen to it unconsciously convinced.

At this moment, among the monks below, many of them had traces of guilt on their faces, as if they had really done something wrong.

"Hmph..." At this moment, Wu Chuxun suddenly hummed.

Although the voice was soft, it was like thunder in everyone's ears, instantly pulling everyone back from their chaotic thoughts.

"Luo Kun, you have sealed off the entire world of cultivation and are trying to turn everyone into your believers. With such despicable methods, how can you show your face and speak here!"

Wu Chuxun's opening immediately caught the other person's attention, and a pair of eyes shot straight at her.

Wu Chuxun remained unmoved and allowed a ray of light to shine on her body, but the light could not penetrate her body at all.

In an instant, her whole body was covered with a layer of radiance. At first glance, she really looked like a saint radiating radiance.

"Hey...who are you? Do you know me?"

Seeing that the other party showed no fear, Immortal Lord Luo Kun also became interested in the person who had just defeated his own methods.

"Haha! You're not qualified to know who I am? I'll give you two choices!"

Wu Chuxun's eyes flashed with disdain and he continued.

"The first way is to retreat voluntarily and never show up in this world again!"

"Oh! You are so loud. What is the second way? I would also like to hear it."

Immortal Lord Luo Kun smiled, as if he had heard some big joke.

Wu Chuxun did not speak, but Demon Ancestor Hun Tian took over the words.

"The second way is that we break your dog legs and cut off your claws! Then we kick your ass and kick you back!"

Wu Chuxun looked strange when he heard this, but he still smiled appreciatively. His words were not crude, but the meaning was still in place.

"presumptuous!!!"

The giant face of Immortal Lord Luo Kun in the sky suddenly glowed brightly, and the entire space turned into a blanket of snow-white.

A surge of monstrous anger also shot out from his eyes, and a pressure that made people want to kneel down suddenly rushed down from the nine heavens.

"snort……"

Wu Chuxun and Hun Tian Mo Zu snorted coldly, and a momentum emanated from their bodies, and they went forward.

"Huh..."

When the two momentums collided, an invisible wave instantly swept across the space of the entire holy land.

"Hmph, then let me see what confidence you have to dare to speak to me like this!!!"

After the voice fell, the giant face in the sky showed a cruel smile and gradually disappeared.

At this time, at the end of the huge light column in the center of the altar, the light suddenly lit up, as if it had broken through something, and then the light ball was slowly falling down.

"It's our turn to do it!"

At this time, Wu Chuxun's eyes flashed repeatedly, as if he had seen through something, and a strong fighting spirit also emerged from his body.

"Okay, according to the original plan, Yun Jian, Hu Buwei, Hong Shi, the three of you stay to support, and we will go up to meet there!"

After Wu Chuxun finished speaking, the remaining few Mahayana cultivators turned into escape lights and rushed into the light column.

Afterwards, several people bravely faced the beam of light that shot straight up to the sky.

"I hope everything goes well for us..."

Just as the people were getting farther and farther away, Ning Ping heard a meaningful word from Master Tong Xuan in his mind.

Just as Ning Ping was thinking about it, Hu Buwei's voice came to his ears.

"What a powerful pressure! This is the immortal!"