The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Everyone, follow me and block this place together!" Ning Ping shouted, leading Jiang Wuhan and others to run to the gap.

The violent movement here also attracted the attention of Yun Shuyuan, who was fighting fiercely in the south of the city. At this time, a voice transmission also sounded beside his ear.

"Yunlin, what's going on?"

"Yu Haojiang encouraged everyone to abandon the city and now I have killed him!" Ning Ping responded while activating the magic.

"You killed him?...Okay, I know, hold on first!" Yun Shuyuan did not continue to ask, and there was no sound after giving the instructions.

At this moment, this place is already in danger. The concave part of the protective shield has become very weak, as if it will be broken at any time.

If it is broken, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For this reason, Ning Ping did not care about holding back, and summoned the immortal evil spirit and Yaoyao together with a thought.

"Follow me!"

Ning Ping shouted loudly, came to the gap, and hit the Tongtian fist like lightning.

"Puff, puff, puff..." Then the monsters that were hitting the protective shield exploded and died under the Tongtian Fist.

Ning Ping rushed out and the protective shield was restored.

There was no other way. At present, rushing out was the only way to relieve the crisis of the protective shield.

As soon as he went out, a set of black armor appeared on Ning Ping's body, which was made of monster scales.

At the same time, a whirlwind blew from the inside out.

Ninety-nine corpse bristle needles swarmed out and shot around.

The long sword in his hand was also swung out repeatedly, and sword beams were also swung out.

In an instant, the entire gap was empty.

But it didn't take long for people to be happy, and the subsequent monsters surged up again.

"Kill..." A loud shout!

"Kill..."

"Kill..."

Encouraged by Ning Ping, everyone became bloodthirsty, and countless magic on the wall poured out again.

And Jiang Wuhan and others were right next to Ning Ping, and they formed an insurmountable copper wall.

The Undead Evil Spirit was also showing its might at this moment. It seemed to be tireless in dealing with such low-level monsters.

And as the killing continued, the aura on its body continued to slowly increase.

Seeing this, Ning Ping was also delighted. He finally determined the way the Undead Evil Spirit increased.

As for the Corpse Leader, because that guy was too eye-catching, the situation was under control at this moment, and he did not intend to summon him.

And Yaoyao was like an invisible god of death. Under the high-speed shuttle, even his shadow was difficult to detect.

Wherever he passed, his vital points were pierced with holes, and the monsters fell inexplicably.

And the most efficient killing needle at this moment must be the Corpse Mane Needle, which was hidden in the air and almost undetectable.

With the ninety-nine needles working in succession, the monsters in front of them fell one by one, which made the few people feel much more relaxed.

So, the few people nailed to the gap and continued to harvest the monsters that came.

The battle was at a stalemate, and the monsters in front of them, although their levels and strength were not high.

But like the ocean, they never stopped washing over with fatigue.

"You guys take turns to recover, don't hold on!"

Seeing that Jiang Wuhan and the others around him were exhausted, Ning Ping ordered.

Other cultivators might still feel tired after killing such low-level monsters, but it was different for Ning Ping.

At this time, Ning Ping was like a tireless killing machine, constantly harvesting monsters with every move.

Slowly, some high-level monsters also discovered the abnormality here.

Of course, the other side also knew that as long as this place was breached, breaking the city would be a piece of cake.

Gradually, the monsters in front of him were all black, and there were royal monsters staring coldly from afar.

Ning Ping had an illusion at this moment, as if he had returned to the Forgotten Swamp again, a scene in the killing illusion.

At this time, the dark killing intent in the Tianyan space, which had been motionless, also emitted waves.

Ning Ping immediately noticed this abnormality, "Hmph..." He couldn't help but snort in his heart.

His realm was low before, and it was difficult to suppress this kind of aura, but now that he has reached the Nascent Soul stage, it is not the case.

The killing continued, and slowly a wisp of black air also condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, under Ning Ping's special guidance, they were integrated into the Tianyan space one by one.

In the continuous killing, the fighting skills became more and more proficient, and the control of power became more and more handy.

At this time, the royal monsters in the distance waited for a long time, and Ning Ping showed no signs of fatigue, and could no longer sit still.

Two royals, and four golden unicorns, rushed forward directly.

The monsters in front also retreated to both sides, leaving a clear space.

"Boom..." Ning Ping only took a half step back under the collision without any fancy moves.

The high-level monsters on the opposite side were surprised, but they continued to attack fearlessly.

Such a result was the result of the improvement of combat skills, and of course the effect of the recent understanding of the monster's body.

At this time, Jiang Wuhan and others were already unable to deal with such high-level monsters, so they had to retreat and be alert.

In addition to the fight, Tianyan Gong also quickly deduced the demonic fluctuations in the opponent's body.

The source of this demonic energy is actually just a form of energy like Yuanqi, and it also has its own unique fluctuations.

"Ah, ah..." After a while, two consecutive howls sounded.

It was the two golden one-horned demons that screamed in agony after being hit by corpse mane needles. At this moment, under the control of Ningping's spiritual consciousness, they were wreaking wanton destruction in each other's bodies.

"Dangdang..."

"Puff..."

At this time, Ningping used Zhenyue Seal to block the two incoming attacks, and then used two consecutive punches to directly drive away the two horned demons.

Then, with a thought in Ning Ping's mind, two small black arrows flew out one after the other.

"Aww, aww..." Two more screams were heard, and the two one-horned demons immediately started rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, losing their fighting power in an instant.

After just a while, the two one-horned demons stopped moving, and a pure power of the soul continued to merge into Ningping's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, the two royal families on the opposite side also stopped in surprise.

"Why is this human monk so difficult to deal with! I've never heard of it before, and it seems like his cultivation level is not too high!"

At this time, the two people's secret conversation also fell into Ning Ping's ears.

"Well, this person is indeed weird. I didn't even see what the spell was. It seemed to be specifically aimed at my demon clan."

Of course Ning Ping was happy to do it without taking action, so he just stood still and reached a stalemate with the other party.

But the crisis here was over, but there were continuous roars from the south of the city, and even the protective formation behind them kept shaking.

Ning Ping's consciousness glanced slightly, and his brows suddenly furrowed.