The Path to Becoming Immortal

But at this time, Ning Ping smiled slightly, and with a thought, he simply collected all the undead evil spirits.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to block the attack of the opponent Yun Gan, who was angry. Even if he blocked it, he would probably be seriously injured.

Looking at the huge ring approaching again in the air, he muttered silently.

"If you don't show up again, I will be beaten to death!"

Just when Yun Gan saw that the other party was so calm and puzzled, suddenly the space in front of him twisted slightly, and a figure came out.

As soon as the figure appeared, he raised his hand and waved it out.

"Boom..."

Yun Gan's whole body flew backwards in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

And under this wave, all the Yun family cultivators around him flew backwards without resistance, and they were all seriously injured.

"Mahayana period! Who, who are you!" Yun Gan looked ferocious and stared at the old man in front of him unwillingly.

"If you are later, you won't see me!" Ning Ping smiled and joked with the visitor.

The visitor was none other than Hu Lao, Hu Buwei. As someone who had disappeared for ten thousand years, they naturally didn't recognize him.

Since he was planning to reveal his identity and face everything, Hu Lao had already returned.

With the existence of Hu Lao, who is in the Mahayana period, the Yun family must not make a big fuss for their insignificant juniors.

"I am old and my legs and feet are not smooth. I came just in time!" Hu Lao smiled slightly and turned to look at the Yun family who were at a loss at the moment.

"Go away! I don't even bother to attack you. Don't provoke him in the future!"

Just as the Yun family looked at each other, not knowing what to do, the space suddenly twisted slightly again.

"Humph! I thought it was someone else, it turned out to be you, the old fox!"

As the voice sounded, a middle-aged man with a white body and a cold face appeared in front.

"Greetings to the Grand Elder!"

When this person appeared, all the members of the Yun family bowed in unison, and their original decadence was immediately replaced by enthusiasm.

And Master Wangchao and Pang Heng also stopped fighting and came to Old Hu together. They greeted each other after Ning Ping introduced them.

It was him! But Ning Ping was shocked and immediately knew who was coming, Yun Jian, the Grand Elder of the Yun Family.

He had never seen this person's face clearly, but this figure was very familiar and he had seen it many times.

The figure he saw before was the one that was inspired by the jade pendant held by Yun Chengwang and Yun Yuqian.

At this moment, the other party was clearly standing not far in front, but his consciousness was empty, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

The other party's cultivation level could not be seen at all.

Just when Ning Ping was looking at the other party, Yun Jian was staring at Ning Ping with a calm face.

And Hu Lao also turned into a solemn face. He didn't expect the worst situation to happen. What did the Yun family see in Ning Ping?

"Is the Tianyan Ding still with you?" Just when everyone was silent, Yun Jian said with a playful look.

Ning Ping immediately looked at Hu Lao with a strange look on his face. He had asked many times before about the person who robbed the Tianyan Ding at that time, but who knew that there was one in front of him.

As if sensing Ning Ping's gaze, Hu Lao said with a look of surprise.

"Humph! If it weren't for you, how could I be seriously injured! Don't even think about it, the Tianyan Ding is gone!"

From the words, Ning Ping could also clearly feel Hu Lao's fear of the other party.

"Oh!" Yun Jian responded with a smile, and then secretly looked around Hu Lao, and then frowned slightly.

He did not sense the breath of Tianyan Ding.

As for the Tianyan Ding in the depths of Ning Ping's soul, under heavy cover, he naturally couldn't find it.

"He is from my Yun family, I want to take him back. We don't have to fight for nothing!"

"Haha, what a coincidence! This kid is also someone I value! I don't mind a fight!"

Old Hu put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, with a flash of hatred in his eyes.

Hearing what Old Hu said, Yun Jian smiled faintly and shook his head calmly.

"You know you are not my opponent, why bother?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ning Ping from a distance.

Ning Ping suddenly became alert, and an invisible force bound his whole body, unable to move at all.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Ning Ping was about to be caught, Old Hu snorted coldly and swept out with his sleeve.

A stream of Yuanli split into two, one hit the palm that was flying and grabbing, and the other rolled Ning Ping and pulled him directly behind him.

"Buzz!" Two powerful forces collided in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering noise, but a breath of landslides and cracks turned into visible waves, sweeping around the two people.

Yun Jian only took a half step back, while Old Hu took several steps back before stopping.

At this moment, the space was slightly distorted again, and another figure came out.

"Haha! How can I be absent in such an occasion! It seems that you can't do it alone!"

"Senior Hong!" Ning Ping was delighted when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was the Taoist master Hong Shi.

"Sure enough, you are here too!" Yun Jian glanced at the two people without any care, and then continued to shake his head.

"Even if the two of you come together, you are not my opponent."

"Why do you insist on me going back to the Yun family! Can't you let me go?" Ning Ping suddenly said at this time.

"Let you go?" Yun Jian then glanced at Ning Ping again, and then smiled contemptuously.

"You are not qualified to choose yet!" He then turned around and didn't look at Ning Ping again.

It seemed that in his eyes, only Hu Buwei and Hong Shi, who were both in the Mahayana stage, could talk to him.

When Ning Ping heard this, his eyes suddenly froze and his hands clenched tightly into fists.

Indeed, with his low cultivation level, he had no choice at all in the eyes of high-level monks like them.

In other words, in their eyes, they are just a tool that may be useful to them.

A stream of anger also emerged from the bottom of my heart.

"If Ning Ping and others start fighting, you should take advantage of it and run away! This guy is very strong. If he starts to fight, I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of you."

At this moment, Mr. Hu's message also sounded in his mind, and he added after a moment's hesitation.

"Remember not to go back, just hide for a while."

Yun Jian seemed to have read through Mr. Hu's thoughts and continued with a faint smile.

"Otherwise, the three of us will stay here. If this kid can escape, my Yun family will never touch him in the future! If we really want to make a move, he will definitely die!"

As he spoke, a faint spiritual wave surged through his body.

In an instant, a soul mark was silently imprinted on Ning Ping's body.

Ning Ping was startled, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he immediately realized that this soul mark was used for tracking.

"Ning Ping, what do you think?" Mr. Hu said solemnly at this time.

Hmm...how? It was obvious that he didn't want to let himself go, and he went out of his way to show himself generous.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping suddenly had a crazy idea in his heart.

Make me unhappy! He didn't let me go! Get out of here, what holy land, thousand-year catastrophe, and Yun family.

If you are unkind, don’t blame me for being crazy! Since you never let go of me, I'll take you on the road together.

In an instant, all the psychological baggage was thrown away.

"Okay! Just do as he said!" Ning Ping suddenly smiled, showing no concern at all.