The Path to Immortality

The gap only existed for a few breaths, and then closed by itself.

But in this short period of time, seven or eight demons with black demonic energy all over their bodies appeared in Qingyuan City along the short-lived void crack.

"Everyone be careful!"

Looking at the demons that suddenly appeared, the four people's expressions became solemn.

Almost at the same time, the demons that emerged from the cracks also discovered the human cultivators nearby.

Driven by the devil's thoughts, these demons of various shapes, with ferocious and bloodthirsty breath, swarmed towards the four people.

"It's the blood demon, and the heart-stealing demon!"

Mao Gang tried hard to identify the origins of several demons.

But just as he held up the magic shield and prepared to attack, a hazy and illusory demonic energy suddenly swept over everyone.

Mao Gang and He Yunchen only felt a trance in front of them, and then they were horrified to find that the number of demons in front of them suddenly increased tenfold for some reason!

A large number of demons attacked from all directions, trying to surround them.

"Why are there so many suddenly!"

Mao Gang's face changed. Reason told him that it was impossible, but his perception could not tell the flaws for a while.

He Yunchen remembered something and quickly took out a calming talisman from his storage bag and stuck it on himself.

Under the effect of the calming talisman, He Yunchen regained clarity and immediately broke through the deception of the illusion.

But the effect of the illusion was not bad. In order to resist this power, the power of the calming talisman was consumed very quickly. At most, it would be completely consumed in a cup of tea.

This kind of talisman is very valuable, and He Yunchen only prepared two as a backup.

Noticing the speed at which the power of the talisman was consumed, He Yunchen's heart sank slightly, and he immediately felt a little pressure.

"Concentrate and calm down, don't be deceived by the magic of the illusion!"

At this moment, a voice transmission blessed by magic power awakened the panicked Mao Gang.

The one who reminded him was Fang Ping!

Although the illusions cast by the phantom demon hidden among the demons were difficult to detect, Fang Ping had practiced the Taiwei Yangshen Pian and the Zhenhun Yin, and had suffered a lot for this, so his mind was as hard as iron.

The illusions of the ordinary phantom demons in the late stage of Qi training were far from enough to shake his mind.

Not to mention, after sweeping the A-grade medicine garden of the Black Water Sect, Fang Ping obtained dozens of boxes of [Empty Bright Spirit Tea].

Drinking this rare spiritual tea for many years can also slowly improve the cultivator's resistance to spells such as illusions and charms.

Under the double blessing, the illusions woven by the phantom demon were simply no threat to Fang Ping.

Under his warning, Mao Gang, who had already felt something was wrong, calmed down and also noticed some subtle clues.

As for Ji Hongling on the side, when the phantom demon's illusion took effect, the bracelet on her fair wrist lit up a faint light, helping her resist the influence of the illusion, and she was not affected from beginning to end.

Finding that his illusion had no effect, the phantom demon sent out a surprised demonic thought.

The illusion in front of him then changed.

The number of demons, which had suddenly increased tenfold, suddenly shrank sharply, leaving only more than ten.

But the remaining illusions became more realistic, and the difficulty of distinguishing between the real and the fake increased exponentially. Even if an illusion was destroyed, it would be immediately restored under the control of the phantom demon.

The blood demon, the heart-stealing demon and other demons took advantage of the cover of the phantom demon to launch a fierce attack on the four people.

For a while, the demonic energy was rampant, and the surging magic made it difficult for Mao Gang, He Yunchen and others to concentrate on distinguishing between reality and illusion, and they could only defend with all their strength.

It was all thanks to Ji Hongling's help to urge the top-grade magic weapon to help resist some attacks, so that the two were not injured.

Finding the situation a little critical, Fang Ping naturally couldn't continue to paddle.

He stretched out his hand and threw out the Wuque Knife, while controlling the two top-grade magic weapons, instantly strangling the nearest blood demon.

At the same time, he took out a bottle of [Ice Heart Pill] from his storage bag, wrapped it with magic power, and threw it to his three teammates.

Although the Ice Heart Pill is only a medium-grade basic pill, it can make the cultivator's mind as cold as ice and more easily resist the effects of illusions.

This was specially made when he was making various preparations before entering Qingyuan City, and it really came in handy at this moment.

The battle situation is urgent.

Out of trust in Fang Ping, Mao Gang didn't care about much and swallowed the Ice Heart Pill immediately.

He Yunchen hesitated for a moment, probably thinking that Fang Ping was unlikely to do anything in front of Ji Hongling, and after a little identification, he also swallowed the Ice Heart Pill.

Only Ji Hongling, relying on her special magic weapon to protect herself, took the Ice Heart Pill and only thanked Fang Ping, but did not use it.

These Ice Heart Pills were made by Fang Ping at the level of a first-level alchemist, so the effect is naturally extraordinary.

As soon as the medicinal power was dissolved, the cool breath flowed through their minds, making Mao Gang and He Yunchen's hearts as hard as ice.

The originally indistinguishable illusions could no longer confuse and disturb them.

With the help of the Ice Heart Pill, the two of them were refreshed and fought with all their might against the surging demons.

While activating the two top-grade magic weapons, Fang Ping's hands were not idle. One after another, the scorching sun true fire flew out. The most rigid and yang true fire could be called the nemesis of these demons.

No matter whether it was the Blood Demon or the Heart-stealing Demon, they could not compete with the power of this true fire and retreated in fear.

"Is this the true strength of Brother Fang?"

Seeing this scene, Mao Gang admired it.

Although He Yunchen didn't say anything, he also looked at Fang Ping's strength with a new look and dared not to look down on him.

After a while.

As the demons were killed one after another, only one isolated and helpless phantom demon was left. It found that its illusion could no longer do anything to human cultivators, so it could only turn around and flee.

But Ji Hongling's top-grade magic weapon fell from the sky, entangled the phantom demon tightly, and strangled it on the spot!

After a short fierce battle, the battlefield returned to calm.

The materials dropped by the phantom demon after being killed were still quite valuable, and could be used for talismans and refining equipment.

Mao Gang and He Yunchen knew very well who had contributed the most in the battle just now, and they agreed to give the dropped materials to Fang Ping and Ji Hongling.

Fang Ping took 70%, which was equivalent to the money for three Bingxin Pills.

"By the way, Brother Fang, what kind of elixir was that before?"

Mao Gang only knew the common Huiqi Pills, Ningyuan Pills and other elixirs, and he really didn't know what Bingxin Pills were.

"That's [Bingxin Pill]."

Fang Ping answered casually.

"Ice Heart Pill?" He Yunchen had obviously heard of this kind of pill, and asked in surprise: "Isn't Ice Heart Pill a medium-grade basic pill? The effect shouldn't be so good, right?"

Even the illusion of the late Qi training phantom demon can be resisted so easily?

Faced with his surprise, Fang Ping said calmly: "My bottle of Ice Heart Pill is a fine product. By chance, I bought it from a real first-level alchemist, so the effect is better than ordinary Ice Heart Pill."

"It's not surprising that it was made by a first-level alchemist!"

The three of them showed a look of realization.

He Yunchen rolled his eyes and said: "Brother Fang, how many Ice Heart Pills are left from the alchemist? I am willing to increase the price by 20% on the original price and buy a few. I wonder if Brother Fang can give it up?"