The Path to Becoming Immortal

As the lightning field spread, a lightning whip also condensed in the field.

Ning Ping's mind moved, and the dozens of feet long lightning whip flashed and whipped the monks floating around.

"Zizizizi..."

The lightning whip flashing with terrifying purple lightning, mixed with great power, also made the monks around feel scared.

Ning Ping did not use it before, just to take advantage of the opponent's powerful light arrow.

But now the opponent has learned his lesson, just defending with all his strength, and no longer has the idea of ​​condensing light arrows.

The lightning whip mercilessly whipped the multi-sided huge light shield that had just condensed.

"Boom... Zizizizi..."

With a loud bang, the lightning whip directly burst out a ball of strong electric light, which spread directly around along the light shield.

In just a moment, the purple lightning spread to every monk.

"Ah..."

A scream burst out from the mouths of all the monks.

They don't have the good resistance ability like Zhao Ming.

And now, the purple thunder released by Ning Ping has swallowed the thunder of the ascension tribulation, and its power is comparable to that of the tribulation thunder.

How could they resist it easily?

"Go..."

Taking advantage of the opponent's paralysis and resisting the thunder and lightning with all his strength, Ning Ping shot dozens of black arrows in succession without hesitation.

The soul-devouring arrow has the effect of locking the spiritual consciousness, and the opponent has no way to avoid it.

When they saw the black arrow coming, they were horrified and used all their remaining Yuanli in their bodies to condense light shields to try to block it.

But the soul-devouring arrow is a soul technique, and the light shield condensed by Yuanli cannot stop it at all.

Dozens of soul-devouring arrows pierced into their bodies in front of those extremely surprised eyes.

"Ah..."

The screams came out again.

"Everyone be careful, this guy is very evil! Our shields can't stop him at all."

Some monks who were not seriously injured immediately noticed the weirdness and cried out in surprise.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

But the monks who were hit by the soul-devouring arrows just now kept crying and holding their heads, and could no longer maintain the integrity of the entire battle formation.

After a while, several monks were dying, and their souls were fatally sucked.

There were also several people who kept howling, and it seemed that they could not hold on for long.

"Kill..."

Ning Ping shouted lightly, and the Xuanyue Sword in his hand also slashed out.

At the same time, Yaoyao on his shoulder also disappeared in a flash.

"Ah..."

"What kind of monster is this!"

"Be careful of the monster!"

Cries of surprise continued to ring around.

Just as Ning Ping slashed out with a sword, Yaoyao had already harvested several fresh lives.

At this moment, the opponent's battle formation was already in name only and could no longer form a whole.

"Waste! You are all waste!"

A roar came from the metal tentacles.

Ning Ping used the lightning field, shot the soul-devouring arrow, and then joined hands with Yao Yao to defeat the surrounding battle formations.

All this happened very quickly, in just a few breaths, so that all the opponents had not yet recovered.

"No match!"

"No way to stop it!"

"Run!"

The monks who surrounded them were frightened by the bloody scene in the blink of an eye, and they no longer had the idea of ​​continuing to fight.

Suddenly, all the remaining dozens of monks scattered like birds and beasts and flew away in all directions.

"Hehe! Just run away!"

Ning Ping was very satisfied with this. The more panicked the opponent was, the more beneficial it would be to him.

He was not afraid of the opponent escaping at all, because he had already set up the formation.

"Bang bang bang..."

As the voice fell, dull collisions came from all directions.

I saw those monks who turned around and fled, one by one, crashed into an invisible shield, and huge ripples were constantly rippling.

In an instant, a huge shield covering the entire airspace of hundreds of feet appeared.

For a moment, screams and shouts continued to come out from the monks.

Only then did they suddenly realize that the opponent they were facing was the famous Blood Slaughter.

"Come on! You also move your hands and feet! Don't be too comfortable!"

Ning Ping muttered and waved his hand, and Agui, who was covered with long black hair, was also summoned.

"Wow..."

As soon as Agui appeared, he burst into an extremely unpleasant roar, and his bloodthirsty eyes immediately locked onto the monk closest to him and pounced on him.

"Don't come over!"

The monk was so scared at this moment that he had no fighting spirit. He just instinctively showed his magic weapon and turned around to slash with a sword while screaming.

"Wow..."

Agui roared, raised his giant hand, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and then rushed forward with his whole body.

As soon as he got close, the bloody mouth bit down without hesitation.

"Ah..."

In horror, a large piece of flesh on the opponent's shoulder was torn off by Agui.

In a hurry, the monk raised his palm in anger and chopped off Agui's head.

Agui just tasted the sweetness of flesh and blood in his mouth, and didn't care about it at all.

Just as the other party was secretly happy, a palm landed firmly on Agui's head.

"Puff..."

A strong recoil force in his hand was transmitted to the palm of the monk, but when he looked closely, despair appeared on his face.

There was no blood splashing in his eyes as he expected. The terrifying monster took his palm and just shook its head, and then buried its head to eat itself again.

"Ah..."

Just as the monk was horrified, he saw his body being eaten by the monster in big bites. In this moment, half of his body disappeared.

At this time, his voice also stopped abruptly as Agui bit the other party's throat.

Many monks witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and they were even more terrified. At this moment, they had no fighting spirit.

The magic weapon in his hand kept bombarding the shield of the formation, trying to break the cage, the terrifying place in front of Yuanli.

All this was in vain. It was not easy to defeat a Mahayana cultivator, let alone them.

Especially Yaoyao's killing efficiency was extremely high.

Before they noticed, an invisible figure kept shuttling between them.

Screams kept ringing in the formation.

Corpses kept floating in the air, without any movement.

Not long after, all sixty-four cultivators were slaughtered by Ning Ping and the other two.

Only Agui was left eating greedily.