The Path to Becoming Immortal

What he is talking about is basically cooperating with others to break into the secret realm and being exploited by others.

Of course, Ning Ping was not very interested in such stories. This was not the case in the world of cultivation.

It's no wonder that Su Yijian also criticized his gentleman's sword.

After talking incoherently, Xi Sijun's cloudy eyes finally looked to the side into the abyss.

He even said something that surprised even Ning Ping.

"You want to go there! Let me go! I'll help you!"

"You help me?"

Ning Ping really didn't expect that the other party seemed to know what he was thinking, and he couldn't help but look at the gap that made him uneasy again.

"Well! Hurry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it for long!"

At this moment, Xi Sijun's face, which was originally pale and frightening, actually showed an incomparable tranquility.

Ning Ping pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to grab the opponent, and instantly retracted the baleen that trapped the opponent.

"Be careful! Don't look down!"

After giving the instruction, Xi Sijun reached out and grabbed it.

Ning Ping resisted the idea of ​​​​avoiding, and one of his arms fell into the other party's hand. After listening to the other party's words, it seemed that the uneasiness in his heart really came from the gap.

He simply let the other party do what he did, and of course he was always prepared.

Then Xi Sijun grabbed Ning Ping and flew out.

Just as he was flying ten feet away, Ning Ping didn't know if the other party had just given special instructions, or if it was driven by curiosity in his heart, so he looked down involuntarily.

Corpse! It’s all corpses, it’s not an exaggeration to say it’s a sea of ​​corpses!

It stands to reason that since it is so high here, it is extremely dark below and nothing can be seen.

But Ning Ping could see clearly, and he could clearly see the twisted runes carved on the naked bodies.

At this time, a clear hostility was sensed from the sea of ​​corpses below.

That's right, it's hostility, as if it's innate hostility! It seems that the two are naturally opposed to each other, with an unmitigated hostility.

At this moment, it seemed that all the corpses were looking at him with hatred, as if he was the one who killed them.

Sadness, helplessness, despair, all kinds of emotions emerged one by one, and finally turned into overwhelming hatred.

"Who are they? How did they die?" Ning Ping's heart was shocked, and his whole body's energy fluctuated violently uncontrollably.

I was so surprised that it started to disappear inexplicably.

"Tell you not to look!"

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on Xi Sijun's face for no reason.

But then he was suppressed with all his strength, as if two forces were constantly pulling inside his body.

"snort……!"

Ning Ping snorted secretly and came to his senses. At this moment, he was horrified to find that in just a short period of time, most of the energy in his body had been consumed.

When he came to his senses this time, his heart was filled with turmoil, and an extremely familiar aura came from below.

The breath of the God-killing Curse!

What I sensed from the sea of ​​corpses below was actually the breath of the God-killing Curse.

The first time was performed by Na Qingyou before, and now it appears again.

However, after taking a closer look, I discovered that the aura of the God-killing Curse condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness below was more primitive.

At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that the runes carved on the corpses were the same ones found on the God-killing Curse.

The Nascent Soul that is currently in my body has already appeared automatically.

Suddenly, he discovered that at this moment, he was also exuding the aura of the God-killing Curse, echoing from afar below.

Because of this, the original strong hostility seemed to suddenly disappear, and the energy in his body stopped surging.

Xi Sijun suddenly turned to look at Ning Ping with a surprised look on his face. Then he nodded deeply and accelerated his speed. After a while, the two of them landed on each other's cliff.

As soon as he landed, Ning Ping broke away from the opponent in a flash and stared at him expressionlessly.

"What's down there?"

Xi Sijun's face was twisted uncontrollably, and it took a long time for him to calm down. In an instant, there was no fluctuation on his face.

Cold, an extreme cold! In other words, it is a kind of hostility and contempt.

"Remember we won't give in to anyone!"

"Who are you?" Ning Ping narrowed his eyes, and it was obvious that the other person was not the original Xi Sijun in his body.

At this time, Xi Sijun's face suddenly became distorted again, and his body began to tremble even when he moved. Then the familiar faint clarity reappeared, and he said in horror.

"You're okay!"

"What's going on?" Ning Ping frowned slightly, sensing that the other party should be Xi Sijun himself, and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know either! They want to kill all the immortals. Remember to kill them all when you see them in the future! No one will be spared!"

After saying that, he smiled strangely and jumped directly over the chasm.

"Tell my master, this disciple is unfilial, so I will say goodbye forever!"

After speaking, he threw the sword upwards.

"Pfft..." The long sword fell, thrust straight into the top of his head, with only the hilt exposed, and the man fell headfirst.

Ning Ping never moved. The other party had died long ago, and all that remained was the remaining will in front of him.

Perhaps his destination is the best, it is much happier than becoming a living dead.

But for those weird seas of corpses deep in the chasm, combined with Xi Sijun's weird performance just now.

Ning Ping vaguely felt that the other party's sudden recovery of consciousness was quite intriguing.

"Remember, we will not surrender to anyone!" That should refer to the 'immortals'.

Who are these people?

But even though he was extremely curious, Ning Ping had no intention of going down to find out.

He had a feeling that if he went down, he would never be able to come up again, and even become a member of the sea of ​​corpses.

Who cares? Can it bite me after it dies? At most, I won't provoke it and stay away.

As for how to return later, there must be a way when the car reaches the mountain, and I will think of a way later.

Then, Ning Ping directly spread his body and rushed towards the direction of the sword tip.

In fact, the immortal peak where Xuanyue Immortal Lord is located is not too far away from the immortal mountain, but the place he just crossed is the narrowest, and other places are even more vast abysses.

After a while, when he was about to approach the position of the sword tip, bursts of fighting sounds came from afar.

Ning Ping secretly hid behind a huge rock, and when he looked out, he was extremely surprised.

In the distance, two groups of people, more than 100,000 in total, were fighting each other.

What was surprising was that the people on both sides were all evil spirits.

The most eye-catching one was an extremely tall evil spirit sitting on a fierce beast.

It was holding a huge sword and was leading the way, constantly harvesting all the evil spirits in front.