The Path to Becoming Immortal

The woman in white entered the sea of ​​flowers, and her ears were entangled by those obscene sounds all the way, which made her feel annoyed.

As soon as she entered, she immediately noticed that there was something wrong with the fragrance of the sea of ​​flowers, so she sat cross-legged on the ground and used her power to resist it.

She thought that as before, she might be able to escape after resisting for a while, and this was a good place to temper her will.

But not long after, this space changed again. In addition to those obscene sounds, there was also a man in her ears.

She scanned it with her spiritual sense and thought, "How could it be him?" It was the man in the foundation-building stage who had followed her.

"Hey~ What's wrong with you..." While talking, the man walked towards her.

"What a powerful illusion array." The woman in white could only silently say in her heart that this was an illusion, and she could only defend her mind.

But who would have thought that when the other party reached out and touched her forehead, after having skin contact, the layer of defense in her heart collapsed.

She couldn't help but utter a light hum, and the internal energy began to slow down.

The woman in white felt bitter, and she could only tell herself secretly that all this was just an illusion~~

She was about to speak out...

Who would have thought that he would come closer, and then her lips were blocked and she fell into his arms...

Then everything went on uncontrollably.

After a long time, the two of them fought countless times until they were exhausted.

Everything returned to calm, and the two of them leaned against each other and fell asleep.

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When Ning Ping opened his eyes again, the whole space had changed greatly. Looking at the familiar scenery, his eyes were full of confusion.

This place was actually back to Chunhui Valley, but then his thoughts immediately returned to the previous scene.

He got up and put on a set of green clothes.

"Hey..." Ning Ping frowned slightly, feeling extremely tired, and his heart was full of weirdness at this moment.

I didn't expect to meet her in the illusion, and the crazy behavior of the two of them.

"But this illusion is really powerful, too real."

I couldn't help but think of the voice and appearance of the woman in white in my mind.

My heart was pounding again.

"I can't think about it anymore..." I tried to get rid of her figure several times in my mind, but it was useless.

"Hmph, she hurt me, how could I think about her? It's just an illusion, how can it mess up my heart."

Thinking of this, I finally got rid of it a little, but the figure of the woman in white clothes still appeared in my mind from time to time.

But there was no time to think about it anymore. The situation I faced at the moment was very strange. Could it be that I had to face the illusion again?

Suddenly, a group of people approached quickly not far away, holding weapons in their hands, staring at Ning Ping with deep hatred.

"Eh~" Ning Ping saw the people coming at a glance. They were people wearing Nanhuamen costumes, and his familiar brothers were among them.

But at this moment, they looked unfriendly.

"Kill..." As soon as they approached, they raised their hands and chopped them without saying a word.

Suddenly, the entire front was covered with various sword energy and magic.

Ning Ping activated his skills with a serious face, and suddenly found that his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot at this moment.

With a fright, those magics also came to him.

In order to verify what he thought in his heart, Ning Ping let those magics bombard his body without any avoidance.

Sure enough, those means of attack could not hurt him at all.

At this time, Ning Ping raised his hand and grabbed a flying sword, and swept it across.

I saw a sword energy several feet wide flying away, and the group of people in front of him were cut off by the lazy waist in an instant.

Suddenly, blood and flesh flew in front of him, and another wave of people rushed over again.

As expected, Ning Ping still easily killed them at his feet.

‘What the hell is this? These people are so weak? What’s the use of this? ’

At this moment, Ning Ping was extremely confused and couldn’t figure out why this happened.

‘Let’s see first. ’ Ning Ping also walked out of the valley to see if he could leave the influence of the illusion like before.

At this moment, countless people also rushed over fearlessly, some from Nanhua Gate, and some people in the costumes of the Poison Dragon Gate who destroyed the sect.

Of course, there were more monks of all kinds, and Ning Ping was not polite, and killed them one by one under his sword.

The killing continued all the way to the valley entrance, but then Ning Ping found that the previous method was completely useless.

The killing continued.

‘Hmph, I want to see how fearless you are, I will kill as many as you come. ’

Slowly, Ning Ping also had a trace of anger in his heart, and found that his Yuanli seemed to be endless at this moment.

It seemed that there was no consumption at all. As much as he consumed, he would immediately recover as much as he consumed. As he fought, he became more skilled in fighting.

The bloody killing extended all the way.

After an unknown period of time, Ning Ping actually arrived in front of Guangming City.

Behind him were countless broken limbs and corpses, and the blood dyed the entire road behind him red.

At this time, monks continued to emerge at the gate of Guangming City.

The tireless killing continued without stopping.

Slowly, Ning Ping unconsciously felt a surge of anger in his heart, and a bloodthirsty light appeared in his eyes.

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On the other side, the woman in white opened her eyes and looked flustered.

Looking clearly in front of him, it was the familiar mountain gate. Hesitantly, he suddenly thought of something and his face turned red.

"This bastard..." But as he stood up, he felt a pain in his body and his face turned pale.

"Isn't this an illusion?..." Thinking carefully, his face turned red again.

After a long time of being stunned, the pretty face of the woman in white changed unpredictably, sometimes angry, sometimes aggrieved, sometimes indignant...

But at this time, a group of people rushed over with weapons in their hands.

"You bastard, die..."

The woman in white, who was upset, had a cold face, and rushed out with a weapon in her hand.

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At this moment, Ning Ping had already killed from one end of the city gate to the other end of the city gate.

And the whole city was already a river of blood.

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate, he found that it was not only the monks who were rushing over, but also endless monsters.

Kill~ Kill~ Kill~

At this moment, Ning Ping only had one word left in his mind: kill.

Whether it was the cultivators or the monsters in front of him, he harvested them without mercy.

Watching the creatures fall down in rows in front of him, like mowing the grass, he felt extremely happy.

Gradually, a faint black energy was born in his soul, and it grew slowly as the killing continued.

And it was precisely because of the existence of this strange black energy.

Ning Ping became more and more excited and bloodthirsty, and waved the sickle in his hand faster under the stimulation.