The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Huh...huh..."

Then, sounds like dragon roars erupted all over his body.

The bones then started to crackle like exploding beans, and even the figure unknowingly grew a lot taller.

It was as if a giant dragon had awakened in his body, and the powerful aura was swirling throughout his body in response to the stimulation of the technique.

The veins in the whole body are greatly expanded as a result.

A powerful and intoxicating force immediately filled every corner of his body.

"Punch me!"

Ning Ping's eyes suddenly opened, and with a thought in his mind, he passed through the formation and came to the side of the monk surnamed Yan.

He raised his hand and punched out.

"Well done!" The monk surnamed Yan immediately became energetic when he saw the other party taking the initiative to show up.

While his whole body was stirring, he raised his hand and punched out, and his fist immediately burst into flames, which directly enveloped the entire fist, forming a huge fireball.

"boom……"

As the two fists collided, a loud noise erupted immediately, and a wave of air swept towards Xi Zhou.

Both of them stepped back involuntarily.

"Humph...eh..."

At this time, the monk surnamed Yan groaned and exclaimed in great surprise.

The huge force did not disappear as he retreated at this moment. The force was rushing through his body like a ferocious beast at this moment, as if it wanted to tear his body apart.

Invisibly, a strange thought arose. Such a mighty punch was simply unmatchable and unstoppable.

The force of the punch not only rushed into his Dantian, but even his soul was shaken by it, causing injuries immediately.

At this moment, the face of the monk surnamed Yan turned pale, and a fear grew in his heart.

Why did the other party suddenly have such magical power, and he could even compete with me at the Nascent Soul stage?

This is the promotion of Tongtian Fist to the third level, destroying its source.

The so-called source is exactly the origin of the monk's body and Taoist heart.

When Ning Ping received this blow, a scorching high temperature was blasted into his body along with the opponent's Yuan Power.

Immediately afterwards, under the operation of the "Hunji Cave Xu Jing" technique, it was quickly disintegrated, and even part of it was directly absorbed into its own Yuan Power.

This is also a major feature of "Hunjidongxu Jing" itself.

However, the other party's realm was too high, and the impact caused some injuries. However, Ning Ping was in high spirits at the moment and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Have fun! Come again!"

As soon as he stabilized his body, Ning Ping opened his eyes, got up again with excitement, and rushed out.

The body turned into a series of afterimages, and he raised his hand and punched directly.

At this time, the monk surnamed Yan also had a trace of anger on his face, as if he was very angry that he was still fearful with the other person's level of cultivation.

"Do you think you are really qualified to compete with me? Hmph..."

As he spoke, he summoned up all his energy again and faced him directly.

"boom……"

There was another loud noise, and the two separated again.

"It's great!" Ning Ping shouted.

Seeing the other party's somewhat embarrassed look, I felt extremely happy.

At this moment, the energy all over his body was surging, and the fighting spirit was boiling more and more.

Even the opponent, who was a dignified cultivator, seemed to have been ignored and just wanted to have a happy battle.

"What kind of technique are you doing!" The monk surnamed Yan, the injuries in his body continued to increase, and he became extremely serious.

"Haha, let's fight first before we talk!"

Ning Ping, however, had no time to chat with the other party. This elixir was obviously effective. After a while, he didn't know what the side effects would be after the effect of the medicine wore off. By then, he would be in trouble.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Ping appeared in front of the opponent again and punched him again.

Only this time, after one punch, the monk surnamed Yan's face changed drastically while he retreated, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if he was enduring some great pain.

And not only that, there were purple lightnings all over his body, making him look like the god of thunder had descended.

"Ah... despicable..." After retreating a few dozen feet and standing still, the monk surnamed Yan struggled to squeeze out a few words between his teeth, and stared at Ning Ping fiercely.

It turned out that when the two fists collided just now, he took the opportunity to drive both the soul-eating arrow and the purple thunder arrow into the opponent's body.

At this time, a pure power of the soul was continuously transmitted to his sea of ​​consciousness through the soul-eating arrows, quickly replenishing the consumed power of the soul.

At this moment, Ning Ping's eyes lit up and he wanted to take advantage of your illness to kill you.

With a thought in his mind, a pair of spiritual wings behind his back suddenly opened up, and then the figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already behind the other party.

The speed was as fast as moving through space, and the opponent had no time to escape from the double torture.

Ning Ping fired punch after punch without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang..."

At this time, the monk named Yan needs to mobilize all the energy and energy of his body to resist the soul-eating arrows and purple thunder arrows.

But under Ning Ping's continuous blows, his clothes were instantly blown to pieces, and a violent punch was directly blasted into his body.

In the midst of panic, he was distracted and trying to resist the continuous bombardment.

With this distraction, the soul-eating arrow that was about to be defeated by him increased in power, and a pain that penetrated deep into the soul was also felt.

"ah……"

Under these multiple attacks, the monk named Yan couldn't bear it anymore and cried out helplessly.

But just as he screamed, he felt another soul-devouring arrow shot into the opponent's head again.

At this time, the meridians of the monk surnamed Yan were broken under such a huge bombardment, and his whole body was like a broken sack.

Just when he felt powerless and was trying to lose face and beg for mercy, a huge fist suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Then his eyes went black, and the whole world fell into endless darkness.

"Huh... That was close!"

Ning Ping finally stopped and shot a fireball directly.

Then he killed the skinny monk who was only left with one breath.

He put away the two storage bags, cleaned up the entire area without stopping, and then left quickly again.

You know, these two are the elders of the holy land, and they may have some tricks up their sleeves to attract others.

When leaving, he also set up a sensing ban.

And the direction was exactly Qingshui City that he had just left.

As expected, after he had been away for a long time, the restriction was indeed triggered.

In addition to being shocked, a sense of weakness also came from his body.

Ning Ping immediately reacted and realized that it seemed that the effect of the Dragon Power Pill had expired.

So he found a secluded place and instantly dived into the Tianyan space.