The Path to Becoming Immortal

But looking at the situation around, it seems that he doesn't need to worry too much.

Under the terrifying flames, all the trees, including vines, turned to ashes.

Those that have not turned to ashes have become pieces of dark charcoal.

Even the breath of the withered vine master has disappeared at this moment.

"Hmph..."

With Ning Ping's muffled groan, the flame barrier finally twisted and dissipated in an instant.

At this time, it was close to reaching the limit of maintenance and could no longer hold on.

At this moment, not only the Yuanli, but also the soul power was almost at the bottom, which was extremely weak.

"Hoohoohoo..."

A strong wind outside, at the moment the barrier disappeared, raged on the top of the peak.

This was the extremely strong suction generated by the sword mark on the top of the head. Under this force, the bodies of the two people seemed to float up.

"Yooner, let's go!"

At this time, Ning Ping shouted in a low voice, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and without delaying any more, he pulled Yuner up and floated into the sky.

But just as they were about to fly away, a burnt black vine slightly moved.

Ning Ping and his companion flew dozens of feet away from the peak in a few breaths under the strong suction.

The crack above his head was getting bigger and bigger. It would take only a few more breaths to leave the range of Ancient Sword Star with the suction.

But at this moment, Ning Ping suddenly felt a sense of crisis again.

While investigating the source, he looked down and his face suddenly changed.

He saw a thick vine below, which split into two under the suction and quietly entangled himself and Yoona.

At this time, it was already close to him, and he had consumed too much energy just now, so he could not avoid it.

At this critical moment, Ning Ping gritted his teeth and threw Yoona in his hand upwards.

Yoona must not get into trouble again.

"Yoona, go back first!"

"Shua..." After just saying one sentence, Ning Ping's whole body was entangled by the vine that shot over.

"Brother..."

Yun'er was stunned by the sudden change. When she turned around and saw Ning Ping entangled by a dead vine, her face was filled with horror.

Yun'er stretched out her hand to grab Ning Ping, but unfortunately, under the horrible suction and Ning Ping's strength, she flew away several miles away.

"Yaoyao, help me protect Yun'er!" Ning Ping summoned Yaoyao calmly in the restraint of the dead vine.

Yaoyao's small body suddenly shot towards Jianhen in the suction.

But when it saw the situation clearly, it suddenly flew down, and a pair of small claws hung firmly on Ning Ping.

"Yaoyao, it's dangerous here! Go and protect Yun'er." Ning Ping urged Yaoyao anxiously.

But then, Yaoyao pecked Ning Ping fiercely, and a divine thought also expressed his refusal attitude.

"Okay, then stay with me!" Ning Ping sighed inwardly and stopped urging.

Then, Yaoyao opened her mouth and bit the withered vines wrapped around Ning Ping fiercely.

But the withered vines were extremely tough and could not be torn apart at all.

"No, I want to stay with my brother..."

Yuner called helplessly, but she was getting farther and farther away. The long whip in her hand shook straight, trying to roll up Ning Ping, but it was far from enough.

"Brother is fine! Brother will come to find you when the time comes! If you don't know the way back, go to the Sea of ​​Tranquility to find someone to help!"

Feeling the unusual toughness of the withered vines on his body, Ning Ping was unusually calm at this time.

"Brother..." Just as Yuner called in fear, she flashed and disappeared into the sword marks on the dome.

At this time, Ning Ping turned his hand with a cold face, and the Xuanyue Sword slashed down fiercely.

"Ding..."

The Xuanyue Sword slashed at the withered vine, but it made a crisp sound like metal. The strong slash was in vain.

"Hehehe... This is my life-long thing, but it's a pity that the girl is gone! You just stay here with me! Haha! Haha!"

An extremely arrogant voice came from the withered vine, it was the real person of withered vine.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not burned to death in the situation just now, which also shows the strong vitality of the other party.

Ning Ping was extremely anxious. At this time, the suction force above his head had begun to weaken. If he delayed for a moment, he would miss the opportunity to go out.

"Chi..." After a crisp bird call, Yaoyao's aura also increased greatly, turning into several feet in size.

A pair of sharp wings also fiercely scratched the withered vine, but unfortunately, it still only scratched into the depth of a finger, and recovered in a blink of an eye.

Yaoyao never loosened his claws, fearing that if he loosened his claws, he would be sucked away from Ning Ping.

"Hehehe... Do you want to turn into the crow again? What's wrong? Is it too much energy consumption that makes it impossible to perform the spell? Hehehe!"

Seeing Ning Ping's anxious look, the more happy the withered vine master was, and he even seemed to see through Ning Ping's thoughts.

It was a pity that Ning Ping consumed too much energy, and even the crow spell was difficult to perform at this moment.

Otherwise, he would have performed it at the first time, and the opponent's withered vine would have condensed all the opponent's soul, locking him tightly, and the Qiankun Soul Escape Spell would also not be able to be performed.

The suction force in the sword mark on his head was also weakened a lot.

At this moment, Ning Ping was in a desperate situation!

A monstrous killing intent also emerged in his heart, turning into a fierce face.

"Humph!!! Then you go to hell!"

Raising his hand, the dead soul curse that had long been restored slammed into the withered vine.

"Haha, this is the dead soul curse, right! It's okay, come on! I just need to trap you for a moment! Haha! Anyway, I can't escape death! It's worth it to have you accompany me to die!"

Who knew that the dead soul master knew it was the dead soul curse, but he was not afraid at all, but more excited.

No matter how difficult the dead soul curse is, it takes a certain amount of time to take effect.

And the most important thing at this moment is time.

After the dead soul curse was hit, the dead vine quickly became drier and a decayed breath quickly emerged.

The breath of the dead soul master became weaker and weaker.

"Shua..."

Ning Ping backhanded a sword and cut off the dead vine that had turned into decay in one fell swoop.

The whole person's figure also rushed up.

"Haha! Haha! It's too late. I finally have someone to accompany me! Haha!"

The sky was filled with the wild laughter of Master Ku Teng.

Amid his laughter, Ning Ping's rising body slowed down, and then stopped in the sky, unable to move forward any further.

If the suction force was the same as before, he would probably be able to rush into the sword mark in just two breaths.

But unfortunately, everything was too late.