The Path to Immortality

Opening his eyes again, Fang Ping found that he was still in the dim pagoda.

The surrounding scene was exactly the same as when he first escaped from the illusion.

The only difference is that on the bluestone chair, there is no longer the figure of the real person Guang Jin, only a dim "light ball" floating in the shape of a vaguely Nascent Soul!

Fang Ping could feel strong malice and anger from the ball of light where the soul was condensed.

There is even a little well-hidden fear and panic.

If Fang Ping could see through the first layer of illusion, it was within his expectations. Fang Ping also broke free from the second layer of illusion that was more hidden later, making the situation completely beyond his control!

"Master Guangjin has indeed fallen long ago!"

At the same time, after seeing the true face of the manipulator behind the scenes, Fang Ping no longer had any doubts in his eyes.

He looked at the light ball floating on the bluestone chair and said unmistakably: "Although I don't know who you are, I know one thing, you are definitely not Guang Jin! You can't even maintain the minimum Nascent Soul form. , your true strength is definitely not in the Nascent Soul realm!”

As soon as he said this, the light ball that was vaguely like a Nascent Soul suddenly became anxious.

An angry divine thought came from it: "Ignorant junior, if I'm not Guangjin, who else could I be?"

Although Fang Ping's expression was still solemn, he no longer had the panic as before.

He questioned: "I heard that when a Yuanying monk leaves his body, he will definitely bring his own magic weapon with him. If it is really Guangjin, where is your own magic weapon?"

It doesn’t even have a magic weapon for life. This ball of light may not even have the true strength of a golden elixir!

The ball of light seemed slightly stunned, and then sneered: "How important is the natal magic weapon for a monk, how can it be easily revealed to others? However, for the sake of your ignorance, junior, what if I let you see it?"

After the words fell, a treasure that looked like a cornucopia that Fang Ping had seen outside the tower emerged from the light ball with a power that seemed to be able to break mountains and seas.

This power was far more terrifying than the Qingxu Sect's Zhenzong Lingbao that Fang Ping had seen outside Fuyunshanfang City.

Ordinary foundation-building monks might actually be shocked by it.

But with Fang Ping's current consciousness, he could clearly feel that at the moment when the natal magic weapon appeared, there were faint fluctuations of the formation flashing through the tower.

The traces were covered up very well. If Fang Ping wasn't the formation cultivator himself, he might have been able to hide it.

Realizing the flaw, Fang Ping activated his spiritual eye technique and looked at the "life magic weapon".

As expected, the treasure that seems to have infinite power and terrifying aura is actually just a false illusion forged by the illusion array, and is the bluff of "Master Guangjin"!

"If it weren't for the revelation of heaven, I wouldn't have been able to see through the previous illusion. But in the illusion just now, I can find flaws just by myself..."

Fang Ping's eyes brightened.

Although he was not completely sure, he could probably guess the true origin of the ghost in front of him!

If it goes as expected, there is no need to be afraid at all!

"It's true that the real person Nascent Soul has taken over Fang's body. Maybe Fang will admit it today. A remnant soul also wants to take over Fang's body?"

Fang Ping looked decisive, mobilized the power of the soul, and started with the soul-suppressing seal!

Guangqiu didn't expect that Fang Ping would dare to take the initiative when facing him. By the time the danger was realized, it was already too late.

"boom!"

Fang Ping felt as if his soul had hit a solid stone wall. The powerful force of the shock made his vision suddenly go dark, and he almost fainted on the spot, leaving blood stains on all his orifices.

But this backlash not only did not make him despair, but instead made Fang Ping laugh loudly.

"Sure enough, your strength is not even that of a real golden elixir!"

Otherwise, the backlash of the soul-suppressing seal would be enough to make him faint instantly even if he was not dead.

But the fact is that he only suffered a less fatal backlash and could even barely stay awake.

There is no doubt that this is a product that has the aura of Nascent Soul!

Its true soul strength may only be at the fake elixir level. What makes Fang Ping even more confident is that it has no physical support, and its current strength is nothing more than water without a source and a tree without roots!

As long as he handles this battle carefully, he has a chance of winning!

It seems that he found that his true heel and legs were seen through, and the spiritual thoughts coming out of the light ball were a little more angry and angry. It suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew towards Fang Ping's sea of ​​consciousness.

Everything is like a repeat of the second level of fantasy.

Only this time, the ball of light that appeared in Fang Ping's sea of ​​consciousness was no longer as powerful as a hundred feet high.

It transformed into the real image of Guang Jin, only about three feet tall.

As soon as he appeared, he activated all kinds of golden elixirs and even the divine channels of the Nascent Soul Realm, and eagerly launched a fierce attack on Fang Ping, as if he wanted to take him down in one fell swoop!

Faced with this storm-like attack, Fang Ping remained calm and gathered the power of his soul to transform into pieces of spiritual protective weapons that had been refined in sacrifices.

Silver bracelet, red fire flag, coiled snake and turtle shield, four-image order...

The auras of various spiritual weapons were layered in front of him, and surrounded by nine rays of blazing sun, it was like an iron barrel formation.

As for the magical powers and spells produced by "Guang Jin Zhenren", although they seem to be scary in power and the level of the spell itself is also very high, the real power is not as terrifying as the Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul Realm.

If I had to say it, he was better than the demon candidate that Fang Ping defeated not long ago.

But limited.

On the other side, Fang Ping, who was in his own sea of ​​consciousness, seemed to be sitting in his "inner world" where he obeyed his orders.

In terms of cultivation, although he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, his spiritual power is still above that of ordinary perfect foundation building cultivators. In addition, the "heaven and earth" in his sea of ​​consciousness are all helping him. With every move, he shows a power far beyond the real realm.

Under this situation, even if the "Master Guangjin" is powerful, it is difficult to defeat him for a while.

"Hateful! You dare to compete with me with just a foundation building! When I take you down, I will suppress your true spirit for a hundred years. You will live a life worse than death! Then, you will regret it!"

Seeing Fang Ping firmly defending, and even looking a little leisurely, "Master Guangjin" was angry and anxious, and couldn't help cursing.

"It depends on whether you have the ability!"

Fang Ping was unmoved, controlling the power of his soul and spirit, and steadily defending the opponent's attack.

Facing the fierce attack of "Guangjin", although his soul was greatly consumed, he was supported by his physical body and strong mana in his body. As time goes by, he can always recover slowly.

But "Guangjin" is probably just a remnant soul.

The power of the soul is all it has.

At this moment, every time he consumed a point, his body became weaker and dimmer. However, after fighting for only a few minutes, the original three-meter-tall image of Guangjin had shrunk by nearly 20%!

The pressure on Fang Ping was also reduced bit by bit.

Feeling this slow but unstoppable change, Fang Ping smiled and became calmer.

On the contrary, "Guangjin", who was aggressive at the beginning, began to panic as time went by.

Realizing that if he continued to waste time like this, he would really be in danger of losing, "Guangjin" knew that he had to fight desperately.