The Path to Becoming Immortal

Then, the whole sky suddenly darkened, and the clear sky turned into a dark night.

"It worked!"

Ning Ping's heart moved suddenly, and his eyes began to explore.

Just as Ning Ping looked around, an angry voice came from the sky.

"Ning Ping! You are so murderous! Aren't you afraid of karma!!!?"

Hearing this, Ning Ping frowned slightly, looked up, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

On the sky, a huge human face formed by light appeared.

Under this dark night sky, the huge human face also looked unusually dazzling.

Ning Ping's eyes lit up, and that was the person he was very familiar with-Lord Luo Kun.

However, at this moment, his eyes were wide open, and he looked very angry and unfriendly.

"Hehe! I thought you would stay in hiding!"

Ning Ping's eyes flashed with blue light, and he clearly saw that even the giant face above the nine heavens began to show black lines.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

In the Evil Vein Pill, he specially integrated the God Meteor Soul-killing Grass. This magical elixir has a magical effect on the erosion formation.

As expected, the other party's soul hiding in the magic weapon was also found by the black eyes.

If nothing unexpected happens, I'm afraid that he will show up at this moment, and there is nothing he can do about it. The formation here should be contaminated with the poison of the Evil Vein Pill.

"Since you dare to show up, don't run away!"

Ning Ping's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he flipped his hand and grabbed a gray spear that had been prepared for a long time.

Afterwards, his consciousness locked onto the other party, and he raised his arm fiercely and shot it out without hesitation.

As soon as it left his hand, the God-killing Spear disappeared into the void with an unstoppable momentum.

A feeling of weakness came over him, and nearly half of his energy was drained away.

"You..."

Just a glance at the gray spear in Ning Ping's hand, the giant face in the sky showed a look of fear, and immediately became blurred.

But even if he acted decisively, the strange and terrifying spear appeared in front of him in a flash.

Then, in the extremely terrified eyes of Luo Kun Xianjun, the God-killing Spear fiercely pierced into his forehead.

"Ah..."

A shocking roar, mixed with incomparable fear, suddenly echoed in the entire huge holy space.

Along with the roar, the God-killing Spear and the giant face of light disappeared in an instant.

"Boom boom..."

Then, it seemed as if a huge beast from the ancient times had awakened.

At first, it was just a slight shake, as if some kind of giant beast turned over in its sleep.

Then, the shaking became more intense, as if thousands of troops were galloping and trampling, and a rumbling sound broke out.

The roars of extreme anger also came from all over the space.

The ground was violently shaken, tearing out hideous cracks, which quickly spread out, crisscrossing like a spider web.

The mountains in the distance seemed to be disturbed, and huge rocks rolled down, making a dull roar.

In an instant, the sky turned upside down, the earth began to crack, and the mountains began to collapse, as if the end of the world was coming.

The whole sky also became dark, with only a ray of light occasionally appearing from the horizon, as if the giant beast was struggling hard.

"Huh... This guy, this time, let's see how you can escape!"

Ning Ping stood steadily on the Soul Refining Mountain, and the huge movement could not shake him at all.

Until this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and put a handful of pills into his mouth.

Last time, the clone of Immortal Lord Luo Kun only managed to escape with a trace of residual soul. It would not be easy to resist his God-Slaying Spear again.

Even if this is his magic weapon, it is not that easy.

At this time, he only needs to wait slowly, and leave the rest to time.

After a hundred breaths, everything slowly returned to calm.

At this time, a gray spear strangely appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The tip of the spear was deeply piercing an extremely dim soul, and it could be vaguely seen that it was Immortal Lord Luo Kun.

However, at this moment, the soul of the clone of Immortal Lord Luo Kun was motionless, completely silent, and quickly dissipated.

A pure soul power also continuously merged into his sea of ​​consciousness again.

Then, the energy in the God-Slaying Spear seemed to have been exhausted, and fell into a dead silence, and could no longer be activated.

This God-Slaying Spear is good in everything, but it takes too long to restore its use. It takes a full year, and it is helpless about this.

"You son of a bitch, you're fighting me! You haven't died enough! Haha!!!"

A burst of extremely happy laughter reverberated in the empty holy land.

As the laughter stopped, Ning Ping also fell into a trance.

An indescribable excitement filled every corner of his body, and his face flushed in the darkness.

Is this the end?

Has he finally defeated Immortal Lord Luo Kun?

Has he really completed the immortal slaying?

Has the crisis of the entire cultivation world been resolved?

......

Countless chaotic thoughts kept flashing in his mind.

After being stunned for a long time, Ning Ping calmed down.

An unprecedented strong self-confidence made Ning Ping's whole body extremely transparent.

The sword formation that had been maintained was also withdrawn.

The surroundings were once again in a dead silence, and it was pitch dark.

However, for Ning Ping, who was in the Mahayana stage, this was not a problem at all.

With the blessing of Hongyun's spiritual eyes, even if it was pitch black here, it was as bright as day in Ning Ping's eyes.

At this moment, Ning Ping's heart suddenly moved, his eyes suddenly focused, and a blue light appeared in his eyes, sweeping around.

At this time, he saw countless wisps of black mist that were invisible to the naked eye, constantly rushing towards him.

"The intention of killing!"

After just a glance, Ning Ping immediately reacted. He was very familiar with this intention of killing.

You know, the killing clone he cultivated was originally derived from the killing intention condensed in the illusion of the Forgotten Swamp.

Before, he condensed this killing intention with just an illusion.

At present, the number of people who died in his hands around him is more than tens of millions, and the number is close to hundreds of millions.

After just a moment, the endless killing intent, like a hurricane, whistled towards Ning Ping's body.

"Haha!!! Great! Is this a reward for me?"

Under the control of Ning Ping's killing clone, this killing intent was like his own origin, which was of course very beneficial.

So, he directly activated the skills without hesitation and began to devour it with all his strength.

At this moment, Ning Ping's body was like a bottomless pit. He swallowed as much killing intent as it came.

The amount was so huge that even Ning Ping's original body felt a little worried.

However, Ning Ping himself knew that this opportunity to devour the killing intent was indeed very rare.

If he missed this opportunity, would he still find a way to deliberately create such a large amount of killing?