The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Hmph. I tell you you can't escape." At this time, Yun Chengwang's voice came from behind.

"That is a kind of deductive tracking technique, not very accurate. The farther you go, the more blurred it is. You can only find the general direction."

While flying, Fu Hongbo took the time to explain to Ning Ping.

Ning Ping suddenly realized that he had encountered it once before. That time was in the Transmission Hall of Taixuan Sect, and he was tracked by the dead Yu Tianming.

But this time, because they were too close, the two of them could not get rid of it.

"My friend, it seems difficult to get rid of it. I will stay and block it for a while. As for whether you can escape, it depends on God's will."

After a space shift, Fu Hongbo's face turned slightly pale.

It was because of the rapid consumption of Yuanli after continuous shifts.

"Okay, then I thank you in advance." The situation was urgent, Ning Ping didn't pretend to be too much, and directly used the body method to shoot forward.

The spiritual sense locked a certain distance, but with the distance of his own space shift, he would definitely not escape.

Suddenly, an idea came to Ning Ping's mind. His consciousness locked onto the fluctuations of his Yuan Shen. What if he separated himself after the space shifted?

Since he had thought of it, he decided to try it immediately. Now was not the time to think too much.

Ning Ping's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Then, while he was still moving, his Yuan Li fluctuations changed quietly with a thought, and his hidden figure was also activated at the same time.

And the Yuan Shen even left his body, transformed into its own appearance and shot directly into the distance.

Fu Hongbo, who was preparing to stop the pursuers behind him, was full of surprise at this time. He didn't expect that the other party, a mere Jindan stage kid, had also touched the threshold of the space law.

And then, he found that the other party actually flew away directly, and he couldn't help but frowned secretly. It seems that his talent is good, but after all, he is only a Jindan stage cultivator.

This is far from enough to escape from the hands of the Yuanying.

While he was wondering, the space was distorted not far away, and a figure walked out.

The person who came was the pursuer Yun Chengwang.

Fu Hongbo swung the folding fan in his hand, and several hurricanes rushed towards the opponent.

"What! Do you still want to stop me?" Yun Chengwang smiled, looked at the direction where Ning Ping disappeared, and slashed the hurricane with a sword.

"Mr. Yun, I am helpless. I feel that I can't resist you with one attack. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Fu Hongbo flashed and flew backwards without any hesitation.

"Hmph~ You are sensible!" Yun Chengwang snorted coldly, but then frowned deeply.

It turned out that I felt that it was a bit strange to lock Ning Ping's body just now, but now I disappeared from my consciousness because of this delay.

"Oh no, this old man ruined my big plan!" Yun Chengwang's face turned cold, and he didn't delay any more. He disappeared directly from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already dozens of miles away.

Ning Ping moved three times in a row and changed his own fluctuations three times in a row.

After feeling that the consciousness that was vaguely locking onto him had disappeared, he changed direction and turned into a light to fly away.

Yun Chengwang's face was livid. He quickly checked back and forth in the place where Ning Ping disappeared last, but still found nothing.

As a last resort, he once again used the tracking technique. After a while of pinching his fingers, he saw a direction and chased again.

Anyway, after knowing that the other party had the magical tracking technique, Ning Ping changed directions from time to time according to the law. Several times, he actually saw Yun Chengwang flying not far away.

In this way, one in front and one behind, the two played hide-and-seek in this vast sea.

Day after day, it passed like this. After running continuously, no matter how strong Ning Ping's Yuanli was, it was still far from as terrifying as the middle stage of the Yuanying.

Fortunately, there was the blessing of the elixir, otherwise, it would have been exhausted under such high intensity.

At this moment, Yun Chengwang was also in doubt. He really didn't expect this kid to be so able to escape.

However, from this, a certain expectation in the heart also expanded unprecedentedly.

He was determined to take Ning Ping down, whether for that desire or for the so-called face.

A month passed, and the pills gradually became less and less. Ning Ping also consciously fled to Wangyuan City while circling around.

At a certain moment, Ning Ping was thinking, why not rely on many means to fight to the death with Yun Chengwang.

But thinking about the other party's cultivation, he directly gave up such an idea.

You know, the other party is not only high in cultivation, but also has the same means as himself.

Whether it is the demon-trapping ring that restrains the corpse leader, the strange incense burner, or the soul-related magic that he has seen, they are not existences that he can provoke.

Even Ning Ping felt that the other party had not used his full strength even so, and there might be other more powerful means that he had not used.

Just when Ning Ping's pills were almost exhausted and the power of the soul was exhausted, Wangyuan City was finally in front of him.

Without any hesitation, Ning Ping walked towards the city gate in front of many surprised eyes.

"Haha, I knew you would come here sooner or later. Where else do you want to run to?"

But at the city gate, Yun Chengwang's figure also walked out in a space distortion.

Ning Ping's heart sank immediately, just a few feet away.

Staring at the other party coldly, he flipped his hand and threw a pill that had just been refined from the Tianyan space directly into his mouth.

Seeing Ning Ping's actions, Yun Chengwang smiled slightly and shook his head.

"To be honest, I'm quite optimistic about you. Follow me, I won't treat you unfairly!"

"Haha, it's too late to say this now!" Ning Ping smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, and the ink knife appeared in his hand.

To be honest, Yun Chengwang was secretly annoyed that he was too anxious. In fact, under the temptation, if he used some tricks, maybe the other party would really follow him honestly.

But after all the calculations, who would have thought that this kid would be so slippery? He was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he had to stop him in such a situation.

"Okay, no one can say anything if you fight here. In order to make you give up, let you fight for the first time. You can't get in."

Yun Chengwang glanced at the gate behind him and found that Gong Huachi, who had seen him before, had appeared at the gate of the city without knowing when.

Ning Ping also found the other party, of course, at this time, the other party stood with a sword in his arms, as if the two people in front of him were just passers-by.

Since he was destined to fight, Ning Ping no longer expected anything else. What he needed was to enter that door.

That door that no one had ever dared to fight in.

A white shadow flashed, and the corpse leader was released again, and his mind moved.

The corpse leader's fierce eyes flashed, and he recognized the person who had trapped him. He roared and rushed over directly.

Just as Yun Chengwang smiled faintly and was about to throw out the demon-trapping ring, a strong sense of life and death crisis suddenly emerged in his heart.