The Path to Becoming Immortal

While talking, the entire field of light lit up again, and countless light blades stabbed in from all directions, making Ning Ping feel that there was no escape.

Ning Ping's mind moved, the Xuanyue Sword flashed rapidly, and sword shields were instantly generated densely on one side.

"Puff puff puff..."

With a series of harsh sounds, the swords and shields were pierced one after another, and then continued to condense in front of Ning Ping.

Then even the Fengtian Xuanjia Shield was sacrificed, and in a flash, it turned into a series of shield shadows, carefully protecting the body.

Finally, the light blades were consumed, but the next wave continued to condense.

At this time, Hu Buwei outside the field was puzzled. Ning Ping and the big-headed monk disappeared in a burst of light.

At this time, the side where they had taken action before was left with a dazzling light, illuminating the entire area.

Fortunately, Ning Ping's breath could be vaguely sensed, otherwise he would have suspected that Ning Ping was in trouble.

But the remaining few people also stepped up their offensive against the three of them, and there was no chance to go forward to investigate.

Yun Jian and Hong Shi also sensed the abnormality here, and they also secretly moved closer to this side, wanting to know whether Ning Ping was safe.

After experiencing several waves of light blade attacks, Ning Ping frowned secretly, and it would not work if it continued like this.

Although the opponent's means may also consume a lot of energy.

But you have to know that the opponent is a Mahayana cultivator, and I don't think I can consume more than the opponent.

Moreover, it has been a long time until now, and the power has not been weakened.

Ning Ping thought in his heart that this is in the holy land, and the biggest problem is that the space here is the magic weapon space.

The opponent is here, under this ubiquitous light, I am afraid that he can be continuously restored.

So while resisting, he thought hard for a while and his heart moved secretly.

He also secretly drew the array pattern in his hand, and when it was almost done, his thunder domain also quietly unfolded.

Just after the thunder domain was expanded to its largest range, with a thought, it broke out in an instant.

Instantly, the entire hundred-foot range was covered with invisible thunder flowers, and even the light blades that were shot were blocked.

At this moment, a few dozen feet away from the side, thunder flowers suddenly appeared.

"I caught you!"

Ning Ping's eyes lit up, and he used all his strength to activate his body skills. His figure disappeared in a flash.

At this moment, the figure of a big-headed monk hidden in the light finally appeared.

The big-headed monk was covered with thunder flowers, and his whole body was crackling under the electric shock.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and a fist shadow reflecting crystal light in the corner of his eyes also blasted towards him.

The big-headed monk was startled at first, and then he thought that the other party was just a monk in the fusion stage, and he felt a little relieved.

While retreating quickly, he waved his hand without hesitation, and a light curtain appeared in front of him.

"Buzz..."

A strange wave flashed by, and the light curtain that the big-headed monk thought was extremely solid was like a mirror, and it was directly shattered under the opponent's punch.

"Oops!" Sensing the power of the punch, the big-headed monk was immediately shocked.

At this time, it was too late to dodge, so he had to greet it with a palm.

"Boom..."

Ning Ping's punch hit the opponent's palm firmly.

The opponent's palm, in one blow, the opponent's entire arm exploded directly.

Then, the terrifying fist force flashed and hit the opponent's chest firmly.

"Boom..."

The unstoppable fist force directly hit the opponent's body like a broken bamboo.

"Ah...Puff..."

The big-headed monk screamed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

And the terrifying fist force was directly abused in the body, like a prehistoric monster, rampaging in his body.

Even if he wanted to suppress it with all his strength, he found that he couldn't do it at all. He could only restrain it and prevent it from erupting completely.

At this time, Ning Ping's figure also appeared, and he took advantage of his weakness to kill him.

As soon as he flashed to the front, his fists continued to hit him, and there were small black arrows in the fist shadows.

"Boom boom boom..."

The opponent had no resistance at this moment, and all the fist shadows hit his body firmly.

"Ah..."

The big-headed monk screamed with a dead face, under the double damage of soul and body.

The violent power in his body finally lost control and broke out completely, and his eyes suddenly turned black.

"Boom..."

Under the superimposed terrifying fist force, the big-headed monk exploded.

The punch that just made a contribution was a punch of the fused array pattern, an extremely strong punch.

You must know that under this attack, even Bashafeng, who had performed the secret method before, couldn't resist it, let alone the half-baked holy land monk.

The reason why he was able to succeed was largely due to the fact that the opponent's actual combat ability was too poor.

Immediately, the light around Ning Ping was seen again, but the figure of the big-headed monk was no longer there.

Seeing this, Hu Buwei and his companions couldn't help but feel relieved. With joy, they flashed and grabbed out with a sharp claw.

As soon as Ning Ping appeared on the battlefield, he flashed and rushed towards the target that Hu Buwei was attacking after seeing the surroundings clearly.

At the same time, he also activated the elixir formula.

The monk from the holy land, who had realized that he was being attacked from both sides, was trying to react, but he was slightly distracted.

At this moment, Hu Buwei's claw and Ning Ping's fist also hit him directly.

"Ah..."

The monk from the Holy Land let out a scream, and half of his head was grabbed by Hu Buwei.

Ning Ping's fist also hit the opponent's body firmly.

With a thought, a small black arrow shot directly into the opponent's soul.

At the same time, the huge suction force of the Soul Refining Mountain began to play its due role.

Another Mahayana monk from the Holy Land died.

At this time, Yun Jian's eyes lit up, and he also knew the key, and the spell was activated again.

Sure enough, with the activation of the spell, his opponent also became mentally confused.

The next battle became the same as before, much simpler.

After the Mahayana monks from the Holy Land died one after another, there was still one Mahayana monk left, and he knew that he could not do anything to the opponent, so he had to flee in embarrassment.

As a result, the monks of the Holy Land were no longer able to maintain their offensive due to the huge casualties, and were defeated.

They scattered like a flood again.

On the monk side, Xie Sheng chased all the way and drove all the monks of the Holy Land off the altar before stopping.

"Finally, we stopped them!"

After all the monks of the Holy Land were driven away, Su Yijian also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now they should not attack rashly."

Ning Ping swept his spiritual sense and felt relieved, then looked up.