The Path to Becoming Immortal

Next, Qiu Yangyu didn't care about anything else. He dodged and moved away a little. Then he sat cross-legged, and his soul was surging all over his body.

After all, the other party was a cultivator of the God Transformation Stage. Their primordial spirit had long been transformed into a divine soul. With the powerful divine soul, the ignited virtual fire was forcibly suppressed.

But even so, Qiu Yangyu looked listless at the moment, and it seemed that his divine soul was seriously injured.

"What a pity!" After a while, Ning Ping couldn't help but say in his heart!

After all, due to the limitation of his cultivation, if he had the cultivation of the God Transformation Stage at this moment, it would be absolutely impossible for the other party to put it out.

But at this moment, as a means of interference, it couldn't be better.

At this time, when everyone was horrified and didn't know what was going on, Ning Ping saw an opening.

He rushed out directly.

"Elder Yun, be careful, this kid is very evil, don't let him run away!" Qiu Yangyu, who had just opened his eyes, stared at Ning Ping with lingering fear, and said hatefully.

"Stay!" At this time, the elder of the Yun family in front of him condensed layers of earth walls again without any expression.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation, and his soul was inexplicably ignited, and a burst of severe pain came with it, and then his face changed drastically.

"Hmm..." A muffled groan came out. Because it happened too suddenly, the magic around him could no longer be maintained, and the earth walls collapsed one after another.

At this time, a faint figure directly crossed the crack behind him.

However, at this time, a living dead man in the spirit transformation stage who had been following Ning Ping also followed him directly.

"Chase..."

At this time, a shocking roar sounded behind him.

"You chase first, I will deal with this living dead man."

At this time, the pale elder of the Yun family who forced himself to calm down also said with a sullen face.

So a strange scene appeared in this broken land.

Ning Ping fled in the front, and behind him was a living dead man following closely.

Behind them was Qiu Yangyu, who was chasing closely, and behind them were several disciples who had killed the living dead and were empty-handed.

This was a different strength for a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage. Fortunately, Ning Ping had already realized the shrinking of the earth into an inch, and could keep a distance from him with his increased speed.

This also shocked Qiu Yangyu behind him. He didn't expect that with his Incarnation Stage cultivation, he could catch up with a Yuanying Stage boy and they were evenly matched.

Under this situation, he was more determined to kill the other party.

After the group fled in a hurry, some of the weaker disciples behind them had already left their figures behind.

And the elder of the Yun family, who was furious and showed his strength, also caught up with him from a distance after getting rid of the living dead.

An hour later, after desperately catching up with Qiu Yangyu, he found that it was difficult to completely catch up with the boy in front.

If he was fast, the other party would also increase his speed, and if he slowed down, the boy in front would also slow down.

So a race of endurance began among these isolated islands.

"Who is this kid? He is so powerful at the Nascent Soul stage!"

During the escape, the elders of the Yun family could not help but ask.

"Who knows where that kid is from? He is from the Xuanyue Sword Sect anyway." Qiu Yangyu responded harshly.

"Oh! I'm afraid it's not just that! I felt before that fellow Daoist seemed to be afraid of this kid..."

The elder of the Yun family glanced at him secretly and said bluntly.

Qiu Yangyu frowned secretly, but finally revealed a little.

"This kid's cultivation level is strange, I believe you also know that he should have a trump card."

"Oh? Have you seen it?" At this time, the eyes of the elder of the Yun family lit up slightly.

The reason for coming to Qinglan Secret Realm is not just for the word opportunity. As for where the opportunity comes from, it doesn't really matter.

It can be in the secret realm, of course, it can also be from others.

"No, but I can feel it strongly." Qiu Yangyu said with a flickering look.

"Haha, I still don't believe it. In terms of consumption, we, the dignified cultivators of the Incarnation of the Gods, can't beat this young boy!"

When the elder of the Yun family heard this, he stopped asking questions regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false. He knew everything after he defeated the other party.

Then the two of them had their own thoughts. They stopped talking and continued to chase.

Ning Ping ran in the front with his head down. The zombie behind him was chasing him closely. The two pursuers behind him probably kept a certain distance because they were afraid of attracting the attention of the zombie.

While escaping in a hurry, a huge isolated island in the distance also found something strange.

There was a group of people on it, fighting with a large group of zombies.

Ning Ping's heart moved, and he turned slightly and rushed over directly.

As he got closer, he was startled and saw another familiar person, Monk Wusheng.

He was constantly dodging the attacks of the zombies. When he couldn't avoid it, he blocked them with his hands.

Among the dozen or so other monks in black robes, Ning Ping also recognized one of them, Yan Cangxue, the deputy head of the Falling God Sect.

But he was not the most eye-catching person. One of the monks with a cold face and hooked nose showed great power in his gestures. He was undoubtedly in the God Transformation Stage.

Everyone centered on this person, although there were countless living dead, and even two living dead in the God Transformation Stage.

With his presence, there was obviously no big problem in safety.

At this moment, he was also the first person to discover Ning Ping. He turned his head and looked at Ning Ping coldly, then looked at the pursuers behind him, but he was still unmoved.

In order to get rid of the pursuers behind him, Ning Ping rushed directly towards them.

"Hey, the head of the Falling God Sect is Luo Heng in front, Fellow Daoist Luo."

At this time, Ning Ping suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him, which came from Qiu Yangyu.

Ning Ping's heart moved. It turned out that this person was the mysterious head of the Falling God Sect. He also instantly thought of the divine consciousness when he was deep underground at that time, and his heart suddenly understood.

Luo Heng was a mid-stage transformation of the spirit. It was rumored that his cultivation was bottomless. He rarely walked around in the world of cultivation. He was very mysterious and belonged to the kind of person who could not be seen from the head.

But Luo Heng didn't seem to want to respond at all. He just glanced at him lightly, turned his head and dealt with those living dead easily.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, please help stop the guy in front. I, Qiu Yangyu, will definitely reward you handsomely!"

No matter what the other party's attitude was, Qiu Yangyu still made a request. It seemed that he hated Ning Ping to the extreme.

At this time, Ning Ping had already gotten closer to the other party, but he didn't want to bet whether the other party would attack him.

With a slight movement, he wanted to bypass the other party along the outer edge.

"Oh! It's you! Little monk Wusheng, why are you still fighting and killing each other! How about putting aside the grudges now!"

At this time, Wusheng looked at Ning Ping with a look of surprise, and then saw a group of pursuers behind him.

"Hmph! You are another monk who doesn't know how to live or die. It seems that I was too gentle last time!"

After hearing the voice, Qiu Yangyu was surprised and recognized the monk in front.