The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Boom..."

As soon as it went out, the entire Fire Spirit clone seemed to have suffered a devastating blow.

White, all you could see was white, terrifying white flames.

Even if you were a Fire Spirit, under such a destructive high temperature, you would feel like you would be ignited and decomposed in the next breath.

Ning Ping relied on a tenacious will to firmly bind his whole body.

But even so, the Fire Spirit's body continued to dissipate under the high temperature.

After a while, only half of the Fire Spirit's body was left, which was also the essence of the whole body.

Fortunately, at this time, the dissipation finally stopped.

Only then did Ning Ping breathe a sigh of relief, locked his whole body, and began to push the Chaos Nether Body Art with all his strength.

After a long time, after adapting to such a terrifying high temperature, the white flames gradually surged with extremely pure fire spirit power.

Until the end, the Fire Spirit's body was like being surrounded by endless fire spirit power, and the Fire Spirit also began to devour greedily with all its strength.

Ning Ping was extremely happy. As expected, this was the most suitable place for the fire spirit to practice.

Being here was like a fish entering the sea, extremely refreshing.

Feeling the endless fire spirit power, Ning Ping had another more important thing to do.

That was to analyze the formation at the entrance of the passage. Only by slowly entering the magic weapon and starting from the formation of the magic weapon could he find another way to take the initiative on the other side.

Just when the fire spirit began to comprehend the formation of the red light eclipse sun wheel, another battle on the altar also changed.

Ning Ping left the fire spirit to continue to comprehend, and his attention instantly returned to the altar.

With several continuous roars, the light of the battle group in the distance stretched and twisted, and then suddenly exploded.

"Boom..."

A strong power instantly spread to the entire altar.

At this moment, the whole sky suddenly lit up, and several figures fell out one after another.

Looking closely, it was Yun Jian, Hu Buwei, Hong Shi and Ju Bing.

The people were still in the air, and blood spurted out one after another, and their breath was obviously very weak.

They couldn't stand steadily when they fell to the ground, and they retreated one after another.

The light in the sky had also dissipated. At this moment, only Wu Chuxun, Hun Tian Mo Zu and Gui Ying were left in the sky to confront the Immortal Lord Luo Kun.

"Grand Elder!"

"Hu Lao, Hong Lao!"

"Senior Sister!"

A group of people immediately went over and took them back one by one.

As soon as they stood still, several people fell down one after another, stuffed a handful of pills into their mouths and began to heal their wounds.

I saw that the breath in the bodies of several people was extremely chaotic, and Yun Jian's body even had many cracks.

And Ju Bing's situation was not optimistic either. There were actually many cracks on his face, just like cracks on porcelain.

They relied on their powerful cultivation to restrain their bodies, so that they did not end up with a complete collapse of their physical bodies.

Everyone's eyes were also fixed on the sky in the distance.

Wu Chuxun and the other four were also in a state of chaos, looking as if they had been exhausted.

The aura of Immortal Lord Luo Kun was also extremely unstable at this time, and he was looking at the mess on the altar with a sullen face.

"Good! Good! Good! It seems that you really don't know how to live or die!"

As his eyes scanned, a rage was brewing rapidly in his eyes.

In his consciousness, the low morale outside the altar was clearly audible.

Then, Immortal Lord Luo Kun's eyes were directly fixed on Ning Ping in the crowd.

Even in the battle, the scene below was of course in his eyes.

And the monks of the Holy Land were completely defeated, and that kid was the culprit.

"Luo Kun, go back! Take your things and get out of here!"

At this time, seeing that the other party was staring at Ning Ping in the distance, Wu Chuxun immediately spoke out to draw his attention back.

"Haha!!! What a joke! Do you think you are still the same person you used to be? I just want to ask you one question. If you were me, would you give up such a God-given opportunity?"

Luo Kun Xianjun immediately raised his head and laughed. After he finished speaking, his eyes turned cold.

"You won't! No matter who it is, it won't happen! And I will definitely succeed!"

At the end, Luo Kun Xianjun raised his head and looked at everyone with a domineering aura.

"Hmph! You bastard, you still have to ask us if we agree or not!" At this time, Hun Tian Mo Zu said with a deep face.

After a big battle, Hun Tian Mo Zu's arrogance and domineeringness had disappeared, replaced by a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Hehe!" Luo Kun Xianjun stared at Hun Tian Mo Zu fiercely, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"In my natal immortal treasure, I have inexhaustible power. How can you fight me? I can talk to you for so long because you will stay here forever and can't even escape into reincarnation! Let you experience the real death and disappearance of the body and the soul!" As he said this, he looked at Wu Chuxun with a smile, and his eyes became more and more excited. Being able to kill an immortal emperor with one's own hands is something worth showing off. Although she was only a former immortal emperor. However, the immortal emperor also has the dignity of the immortal emperor, even if he was only a former immortal emperor. "Really! Then I hope you really have such strength." Wu Chuxun's eyes also turned cold. "Okay! Then this farce ends here!"

After the words fell, Luo Kunxianjun's face flashed a trace of pain, and the spiritual energy of the whole holy land began to surge.

In this holy land space, it is his home field. It is extremely difficult for others to mobilize the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth here to recover. They can only use spiritual stones and elixirs.

With Luo Kunxianjun's urging, the whole holy land space trembled slightly.

The holy land, which is always bright, suddenly darkened at this time, as if the light source was taken away.

And the only one emitting light was Luo Kunxianjun.

"I haven't felt this feeling for a long time!"

Luo Kunxianjun murmured with an intoxicated face, and then his eyes suddenly opened and swept to everyone in front.

At this time, a figure exactly like him stepped out from him, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

Ning Ping's eyelids were raised when he saw this, and he looked up and looked up, and a sense of crisis immediately emerged in his heart.

At this moment, a light spot was also condensing above his head.

He immediately responded, flipping the ink knife in his hand and slashing it towards the top of his head.

Then, without any hesitation, the sword formation was immediately activated, and the dense swords and shields above his head also condensed one after another.

The black armor shield also appeared above his head to meet it.

As soon as all this was done, the top of his head suddenly shone brightly, and a radiant disc suddenly flashed out.

A figure also shot out directly from the disc and pounced directly on Ning Ping below.