The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping's eyes sparkled, and a thick magic mist emerged from his body as the technique was activated.

However, Ning Ping stopped after a while with a puzzled look on his face.

Because he found that the huge crow transformed by the soul at this moment, under the activation of the secret technique, had no tendency to split or condense into other crows.

"Huh? Is there something wrong with the magic essence?"

Ning Ping thought so, but immediately threw this idea aside.

You know, if there is really a problem with the simulated magic essence, the soul can't be transformed into a crow at all.

What's more, the strange sensation just now also proved that the practice was successful.

At this moment, the crow in the soul has been sacrificed and refined. According to the activation of the technique, it should be able to condense into a split crow.

But now, there is no intention to split at all.

What's wrong with this?

After Ning Ping carefully comprehended it again, he was still confused.

After thinking hard but to no avail, there was no other way but to deduce according to the method and make various attempts.

Until the end, when Ning Ping used the law of illusion to integrate into the crow body condensed by the soul, it was considered to be a progress.

After integrating the law of illusion, according to the structure of the crow body, a little crow was condensed in a short time.

As soon as it was condensed, a feeling of telepathy suddenly emerged in my heart.

And upon closer inspection, the crow that had just condensed was in a very wonderful state.

That is, between the virtual and the real, whether it is virtual or real, it seems to be in one's mind.

After the results were achieved, Ning Ping's eyes lit up, it seems that the law of illusion is the key.

Maybe this is the detail that was deliberately concealed in order to prevent the secret method from being taken away by others.

So Ning Ping continued to condense crows under the law of illusion.

In the end, with just a thought, a vivid crow was born.

After a long time, Ning Ping finally let out a long breath, and this most important step was finally completed.

At this time, Ning Ping couldn't wait to try again.

I saw that with a thought, the magic energy in his body surged again.

Groups of black mist also drilled out of his body.

But upon closer inspection, these magic mists were very agile, and as soon as they left the body, they turned into crows of normal size.

After a while, more and more crows flapped their wings and circled on the top floor of the Dan Tower.

At this time, Ning Ping had a strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if every crow was himself, and he was also every crow.

Every crow had its own soul origin.

It seemed that he could possess one of the crows at any time.

Ning Ping looked at each crow carefully. It is said that there are no two identical crows in the world.

But now this concept has been broken.

All crows, except for the different flying postures, at least he really couldn't find any difference in appearance.

With the continuous urging, Ning Ping's whole body finally broke apart, and all turned into a dense group of crows.

A careful count showed that the number was as high as 10,000.

Ning Ping's mind moved, and his divine mind suddenly leaned over one of the crows.

The whole flock of crows also fell into his eyes.

And at this time, a strange feeling also arose in his heart, that he completely belonged to each of these dense crows.

At this moment, as long as he moved his mind, he could attach himself to any crow.

Ning Ping controlled it to his heart's content. At a certain moment, all the crows paused, and those pairs of terrifying eyes were all focused on the Yuhun Dan Jue in the center of the hall.

At this moment, the powerful control ability of the divine soul was also fully reflected.

At this moment, the crows in the sky suddenly scattered without any warning and turned into nothingness.

And after one of the crows in the corner twisted for a while, Ning Ping's figure also condensed again.

"Not bad! Really good!"

Ning Ping looked at himself carefully and nodded with satisfaction.

Afterwards, he sorted everything out again, and his eyes flickered slightly.

At this point, Ning Ping noticed a detail.

When he killed the demon with the crow magic, it was obvious that the other party seemed to feel very painful for the loss of the crow.

Ning Ping felt this very clearly at the time.

Could it be that this technique was practiced by different races?

But this is exactly what he was wondering about.

The crow he condensed was between reality and illusion.

Even if it was chopped off by the other party, since reality and illusion were just a thought away, there should be no loss.

At most, it would be the consumption of the soul, but he tried it just now and could perform it three times.

But why did the other party look like he had suffered a lot of losses?

As he deduced in his heart, Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly after a while!

The law of illusion!

That's right, it must have been integrated with the law of illusion, which made the crow he condensed between reality and illusion.

Since it is a virtual being, even if one is killed, it is not a big deal.

After a brief deduction, I have a general idea of ​​the difference.

The difference between the two is the difference between the law of illusion and magic essence.

Because there is no magic essence in my body, what I need is to use the law of illusion to simulate it.

The origin of this crow is precisely the manifestation of the law of illusion.

And the opponent consumed real magic essence and soul, no wonder it became weak.

As a result, Ning Ping became even more confused for a while.

This crow secret method, whether it was originally cultivated by the law of illusion or magic essence, all had doubts.

The difference between the two is that the law of illusion is much more advanced.

But who cares, anyway, now he has an extra weapon to escape.

I am afraid that with the existence of this crow, it may not be easy to keep me, Ning Ping is very sure of this.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping was overjoyed, and his mind moved, and the black mist on his body surged again.

At this time, the whole body suddenly exploded, turning into crows flying everywhere.

At a certain moment in the flight, the crows flying all over the sky suddenly disappeared.

Ning Ping's figure also condensed from a crow.

After continuous attempts, he has almost mastered the characteristics of this technique.

As a secret method of escape, it is simply impeccable.

But as a means of attack, its power is somewhat insufficient.

The main means of attack of the crow is sucking, which strengthens itself by sucking the opponent's energy or magic power.

To what extent it can strengthen itself, we will try it later, but Ning Ping guessed that there should be a limit.

However, this is also a great weapon for dealing with some monks who are weaker than himself.

Just like the last battle in the holy land, it is very suitable for dealing with those low-level holy land monks.