The Path to Becoming Immortal

Seeing this scene, Ning Ping was also amazed. One reason was the strength of the Undead Evil Spirit.

The other reason was the inexplicable fighting skills of the Undead Evil Spirit.

This was not something that a dead object could possess, and he could not help but admire the magical magic of the Soul Clan.

Just as Ning Ping and his party continued to move forward comfortably, Ning Ping suddenly stopped.

With a thought, the Undead Evil Spirit and A Kui both shrank the battle circle and moved closely with him.

Ning Ping moved his feet and flew directly to the highest point, then looked in one direction.

Through the hazy dark space, there was a faint light from ten miles away. There was no doubt that someone was taking action there, and the occasional light was caused by magic.

Unfortunately, now he could only see with his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness was suppressed and could only explore a few miles.

After falling back to the ground, Ning Ping's heart rate started to spin rapidly, and he could not judge who the other party was through vague observation.

But it was rare to meet someone now, so Ning Ping still planned to see where the other party came from. If they were the two elders of Xuanyue Sword Sect, he would be able to take care of them.

If they were people from Taiqing Sect, he could just kill them. Judging from Qiu Yangyu's posture, there was no room for easing.

With the Death Curse in hand, he would not be afraid even if the other party was a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, and there was still a high probability that he would kill the other party directly.

At this time, Ning Ping suddenly had an idea and turned his head to look at Yaoyao standing on his shoulder, and a divine thought was also transmitted.

Yaoyao flapped his wings lightly, and the small figure disappeared, and an imperceptible shadow flew towards the place where the movement came from.

After a while, Yaoyao flashed and appeared on Ning Ping's shoulder again, and the appearance of a cultivator also appeared in Ning Ping's sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's him!" Looking at the appearance, Ning Ping immediately recognized that it was the Taiqing Sect cultivator who had fought with his group.

But then, Ning Ping looked at the storage bag on Yaoyao's little paw in a daze, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's okay! Just kill him."

It turned out that Yaoyao also recognized the aura of the other party, and took advantage of the other party's fight to open a hole in the other party's body, and took the storage bag back with him.

The divine sense casually scanned the storage bag, and there was nothing worth noting in it.

Then Ning Ping and his party continued to move forward.

As for exploring the way ahead, Yaoyao is indeed very suitable, but due to the limitations of divine sense, this place is full of dangers and it would be troublesome if he got lost.

After a day in the desert area, the skeleton at this time has been strengthened.

At this moment, the skeleton has all the dried flesh and blood on its body. It is all like white jade bones.

Moreover, the movements are more and more agile, and it is extremely sensitive to the breath, and it is directly disturbed from a distance.

As the progress was slow, Ning Ping began to feel anxious. It had been more than a month.

But there were still these endless zombies and skeletons in front of him.

Just as Ning Ping was about to take action to increase the progress, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

With alertness, Ning Ping looked up.

At this time, a skeleton on a sand dune far away was also turning its head to look at him.

But this skeleton was different from the others. In the empty eye sockets, there were actually two balls of fire emitting orange-red light.

‘Skeleton King? ’

This was the monster described by Wenren Jian as the Skeleton King, and its strength was more than ten times stronger than that of ordinary skeletons.

The appearance of this type of skeleton also indicated that the danger ahead would increase further.

Just as Ning Ping was looking at it with surprise and doubt.

The skeleton with glowing eyes suddenly opened its mouth and emitted a silent wave, kicked its feet, and flew over in the air.

What was even more troublesome was that with the fluctuations emitted by the Skeleton King, the skeletons in the entire area were also alarmed and looked towards Ning Ping.

Then hundreds of skeleton monsters spread their bodies and rushed towards this side together.

Ning Ping's mind moved, and he commanded Agui who was breaking up a skeleton.

Agui received the order, looked at the Skeleton King coldly, and rushed out without fear.

At this time, some skeletons that had not been alarmed between the two were also awakened and rushed over together under the coercion of the Skeleton King, and the number suddenly increased to hundreds.

'What a trouble! ' Just as Ning Ping thought to himself.

Agui also collided with the Skeleton King.

"Bang..."

The Skeleton King, with one punch, blasted Agui back directly.

Indistinctly, Agui's indestructible chest was slightly sunken.

"Wow..." When flying back, Agui was still in the air, and with a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ning Ping saw this, his eyes suddenly opened, and he threw out a sleeve, and a stream of Yuanli directly wrapped Agui in it.

At this time, a strong force came from Agui.

Ning Ping waved his hands and danced repeatedly, and then he removed the huge force and put Agui aside.

"Gua..." As soon as Agui stood still, he roared again, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the other party.

Unexpectedly, this injury also completely stimulated Agui's ferocity.

"You deal with the rest, let me do this."

After Ning Ping's divine thought came out, his figure flashed and rushed out, and a soul also flashed out and directly merged into the immortal evil spirit.

We can’t hold back now. As the Skeleton King approaches, even the skeletons on both sides have been alarmed, and the number has increased to more than a thousand again.

There is no doubt that the next battle will be a tough one.

Even Yaoyao, who has been standing on his shoulder, knows that the situation is urgent at this moment. In a flash, he flew directly to a skeleton.

Ning Ping was still in the air, and the Dust Sword was sacrificed. With a casual wave of his hand, dense sword energy rushed towards the opponent.

“Ding Ding Ding…”

A burst of dense and crisp sounds suddenly rang out. The Skeleton King, who was originally rushing forward, was also stopped by the continuous sword energy and then retreated one after another.

But after the sword energy stopped, Ning Ping was shocked at a glance.

The Skeleton King, who was forced back by countless sword energy, retreated dozens of feet, but there was no damage on his body.

His sword energy only left a few white marks on the opponent's crystal-like skeleton. Ning Ping even suspected that even those few white marks could be easily wiped off.

The soul fluctuations of this skeleton king were much stronger than those of other skeletons.

"Huh..."

The skeleton king was obviously furious after being hit. After a low hiss, he kicked his feet hard and rushed over again.