The Path to Becoming Immortal

As the three immortals rushed up to the sky, countless figures in the sky also scattered, and there were more than several times more people, ready to fight.

Especially the dozens of people in the front, each of them was powerful and should have reached the level of immortals.

Now there is no doubt that the disaster faced by Qinglan Fairyland this time was naturally premeditated.

In the other crowd, the one who took the lead took a step forward, and suddenly a burst of light flashed from his body. In an instant, a giant of light tens of thousands of feet appeared in the sky.

The giant of light had no joy or sadness on his face, and his eyes were slightly open, and a crack appeared on his forehead.

In an instant, an extremely bright light shot out from the crack, and the target was the Xuanyue Immortal who was leading the team.

It was a pale light, as if it could break through all obstacles in front, and it could not be blocked or avoided.

Of course, this was just Ning Ping's own feeling.

"Kill..."

I heard the long sword in Xuanyue Immortal Lord raised high, and a huge figure in armor immediately appeared in his body, which was as big as the giant of light.

As soon as the armored giant appeared, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a towering long sword.

As soon as the long sword appeared, it began to grow wildly, ten thousand feet! Ten thousand miles! Hundreds of thousands of miles! The giant sword seemed to have no end at all.

Then the giant sword flashed and slashed directly at the white light.

"Boom..."

The white light was slashed by the giant sword, and it melted and disintegrated quickly like ice and snow.

Even the energy that dissipated made the people around retreat.

Ning Ping was shocked when he saw this, the soul was tangible! I didn't expect this power to be so powerful.

Then Xuanyue Immortal Lord gently waved the long sword in his hand, and immediately dense flying swords shot out all over the sky, covering a large group of people in front.

The sword formation was formed in an instant. It was a world of swords, in which sword energy was everywhere.

The sword beams flashed quickly, and at such a speed, they formed an impenetrable sword net all over the sky.

Suddenly, a crescent moon rose from the sword formation, and under the bright moonlight, it exuded endless power.

With my own eyes, a giant ice and snow dragon of tens of thousands of feet fell apart in the blink of an eye under the flash of the moon.

Ning Ping narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the real Xuanyue Sword Art, and he observed it eagerly.

The opponent was naturally not a vegetarian either. He directly activated various immortal arts and fought in one piece.

At this time, the whole sky was in chaos and changeable.

Ning Ping was overwhelmed by the sight.

Unfortunately, with Ning Ping's current cultivation, he could not see anything at all. He could only feel the huge power and the extraordinary excitement.

He only saw various lights shining in the sky, and under various magics, the whole sky was rumbling.

Suddenly, countless broken limbs and bodies fell from the sky and became part of the ruins in front of them.

No one said a word, and they started fighting as soon as they met. It didn't matter who the opponent was, just kill everything in front of them.

The Ice Flame Immortal Lord was also very eye-catching. He sacrificed a towering stone tablet wrapped in blazing fire in front of him, and his whole body was instantly on fire. In a flash, the whole sky seemed to be ignited and turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The Immortal Lord Dunie looked inconspicuous and disappeared directly, but suddenly the whole sky darkened.

The shadow also enveloped everyone at the same time. They could only hear the earth-shaking noise inside, and could no longer see the battle situation inside.

Ning Ping cried out in his heart that it was a pity that such a wonderful scene would never be seen again.

However, more and more people fell from the sky, and each figure represented the fall of an immortal.

Seeing the fierceness of the battle, Ning Ping also shook his head in his heart. It was not easy to resist dozens of immortals with only three immortals.

Of course, I also know the ending. For Qinglan Fairyland, the result has been predetermined.

This feeling is very strange. I already know the result, but now I see it with my own eyes.

"What a powerful illusion, it evolves so realistically!"

Ning Ping felt infinite emotion. Apart from other things, even if he didn't get anything from this experience, he has gained more knowledge.

And this kind of knowledge is not seen in ordinary times. It is equivalent to clearly understanding one's position, understanding the gap between each other, and the goal ahead.

Infected by this, Ning Ping's desire for power has risen to an unprecedented level.

Even if this battle has nothing to do with me, I have a desire to join in the fight.

Is fighting also human nature!

Ning Ping stared deeply at the rumbling and rapidly changing sky, as well as the figure that kept falling, and his heart was constantly surging.

After a long time, everything finally calmed down slowly, and the three figures flew back to the fairy mountain.

Just now, among hundreds of thousands of people, only three people returned, and they were the three great immortals.

In such a fierce battle, the three people were still able to survive, which also shows their amazing strength.

Their aura was obviously much weaker, and they went directly into the immortal mountain and disappeared.

At this time, the sky was full of light again, and the dark clouds and other obstructions in the sky disappeared one by one under this brilliance, and the whole sky instantly became clear.

The figure also appeared again, but the obvious contrast was that there were more than half fewer people than before, and now it looked much sparser.

The giant of light appeared again, and his face was very gentle at this moment, like a saint who was compassionate to the world.

"Today, your Qinglan Fairyland will definitely be doomed, no one can escape! Accept your fate! Cut the grass to the root!"

A voice came from the sky, but the words spoken by the saint were extremely cold.

After that, everyone retreated and disappeared in an instant.

Only the fight in the distance continued, and the shocking atmosphere continued to surge.

"Who is this person!" Before, everyone was nervously watching the battle, fearing that they would miss any details. Now that they had time, Ning Ping also asked someone around him.

"This person is Luo Kunxianjun, the eldest disciple of the Thunder Immortal Emperor, and those thieves are all from the Thunder Fairyland!" A trace of unwillingness flashed across the other person's face, and he said hatefully.

"Thunder Fairyland..." Ning Ping looked at the fairy mountain thoughtfully, thinking of the thunder patterns all over the fairy mountain.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frowned secretly. He was afraid that the Thunder Fairy Emperor would take action soon. What should he do next? How can he hide?

But the fight in the distant sky seemed to be getting more intense.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, a series of earth-shaking loud noises came from all directions again.