An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Looking for death, kill them!" Zuo Chunqiu looked grim, and immediately prepared to lead his men to fight.

Fang Ping waved his hand to stop them: "If you want to kill me, then I'll give you this opportunity."

Ye Chang, Luo Yun, Saint, Zhang Ren, Prince Jinwu, Song Wujie, White Tiger, and Green Ox also followed closely with their magic weapons.

Seeing Fang Ping and Ye Chang's amazing performance when they were crossing the tribulation, Song Wujie and others had already been itching to do it.

Now they finally have a chance to show their skills, so they naturally don't want to watch the battle.

"These few rubbish, it's enough for us to take action." Song Wujie shouted excitedly.

The flames on the body of the Golden Crow Prince rose: "What kind of rubbish is this? I'll burn you to death."

Zhang Ren shouted excitedly: "Mine, all mine, suck it up."

Huo Xiao was not willing to lag behind: "Don't eat alone, if you want to suck it up, let's suck it up together."

Luo Yun and the Saint looked helpless. They were obviously fighting against more demon cultivators, but they didn't expect these guys to act as if they had the strength to completely crush them.

"Huh" The Golden Crow Prince opened his mouth and spit out a ball of fire. The blazing high temperature burned the space and distorted it. The fireball aimed at the nearest demon cultivator. Before the fireball got close, his body-protecting magic light had already ignited under the scorching flames.

The demon cultivator held a pitch-black halberd and endured the high temperature to chop down the fireball.

The black light burst out and collided heavily with the fireball. As a result, the fireball was only slightly damaged, but the black light emitted by the pitch-black halberd was burned cleanly.

After the fireball paused for a moment, it continued to rush towards the opponent without slowing down. The demon cultivator was shocked. He had never expected that the fireball would be so powerful. His attack could not even have any effect on the fireball.

In panic, he could only hold the magic weapon halberd and gather all his strength to pick the fireball with all his strength.

As a result, he did not feel much resistance in his hand, and the fireball was easily picked up.

Moreover, the direction where the fireball flew out was where the righteous cultivators gathered.

"What's going on? Is this fireball just a feint?" The demon cultivator was stunned at first, and then his expression suddenly changed. He no longer cared about what consequences would be caused by the fireball flying into the crowd of righteous cultivators, and quickly gathered all his demonic energy into the halberd.

Because the halberd was only a short contact with the fireball, and then a few weak flames were stained on the halberd.

The flame was weak, and it seemed that it might go out at any time, but it was like a maggot attached to the bone and could not be driven away. Moreover, the flame was extremely strange, and it actually used the long halberd and the magic energy as fuel to burn quickly.

The more he infused the magic energy, the more vigorously the flame burned.

What was even more outrageous was that after one move, no one from Prince Jinwu and others paid attention to him anymore, as if he was already a dead man being ignored.

Seeing Fang Ping and the others flying past him quickly, he stood there for a moment with a look of humiliation on his face, and immediately turned around to kill the Qingniu who was closest to him.

As a result, the next moment, the flames on his body protection magic light suddenly surged, instantly swallowing up the body protection magic light, and then spread to his body.

Severe pain came, and his magic energy injected into it not only failed to stop the spread of the flames, but instead fueled the flames.

At this moment, he could only watch his body being burned continuously, and even the long halberd was melted by the flames.

After the fireball was picked up and fell into the crowd of righteous cultivators, in order to avoid conflict, the righteous cultivators dodged one after another. They subconsciously did not want to be involved in the conflict between Fang Ping and the demon cultivators.

However, the fireball exploded in the crowd, turning into dozens of weak flames that flew in all directions.

Seeing the demon cultivator who had half of his body burned in an instant and was calling for help miserably, the righteous cultivators were frightened and dodged one by one.

"Prince Jinwu, are you forcing us to take action?"

"Jinwu, you must be doing it on purpose."

"Everyone be careful, this flame is strange."

They did not expect that when Fang Ping and his team were fighting with the demon cultivators, Prince Jinwu would dare to take the initiative to provoke trouble. They were caught off guard and were taken the lead by Prince Jinwu. Two cultivators who were seriously injured in the thunder tribulation were contaminated by the flames.

The treasures on their bodies had already been consumed when they resisted the thunder tribulation just now. Now facing Prince Jinwu's Sun True Fire, they have no good means at all.

Even if water and ice attribute cultivators took action, they could only temporarily slow down the burning speed of the flames, but could not extinguish the flames because the grade of the Sun's True Fire was too high.

The righteous cultivators saw this, their faces turned pale. They had originally planned to just stand by and watch, but they were actually provoked by their opponents.

"What should we do? They acted like this, and they didn't take us seriously at all."

"They dared to provoke us when they were fighting against the demon cultivators. Can you tolerate it, fellow Taoists?"

"You must tolerate it. Prince Jinwu and the others are in good condition. You must stay calm now."

"Yes, we are not in good condition now. We must not act rashly. Let them fight and consume each other first."

They chose to stay calm and patient, but Fang Ping and the others did not think so.

The blue bull's horns glowed, and it rushed through the crowd. Anyone who dared to stand in front of it was either knocked away or directly hit by a head.

Then, when a demon cultivator dodged the charging green bull, the green bull not only did not slow down, nor did it turn. Instead, its speed suddenly increased, and it rushed towards the group of righteous cultivators without slowing down.

Fortunately, after learning from the lesson of Prince Jinwu, all the righteous monks closely observed the reactions of the crowd. This time, they dodged quickly, and no one was hit by the blue bull.

The blue bull raised its head, and with a sly smile, it glanced at the monks who were in a mess without any apology: "Sorry, you cowards, I used too much force and failed to brake."

Then it shouted: "Don't run, you little devil, I'll hit you to death."

Its feet were like the wind, its head and horns were shining brighter, and scales grew on its body. It rushed directly to the area where the righteous monks were most concentrated.

"Blue bull, you are looking for death."

"Get out of the way, don't clash with it."

"This is their evil plan, just to lure us into action."

The crowd avoided again, and the blue bull rushed into the crowd of demon cultivators, but when it left the camp of the righteous monks, a puff of green smoke came out of its asshole, which was stinking and disgusting.

"Sorry, I had a stomachache and farted accidentally." Qingniu's voice came again, making the righteous cultivators look angry.

If it was a provocation before, then Qingniu's fart was a naked insult.

"Hold it, hold it."

"Don't be impulsive, the more you need to be calm at this time."

The anger in the hearts of the righteous cultivators had not yet completely subsided. Fang Ping punched out ninety-nine fist marks with rolling demonic energy, a small part of which hit the demon cultivator opponents, and the rest came directly to these righteous cultivators.

At the same time, among Luo Yun's 108 water balls, there were also forty or fifty of them, like meteors and meteorites falling from the sky, smashing towards them with powerful pressure.

What's more, this time they didn't even apologize, and looked like they didn't see anything, just doing what they had to do.

"Fuck, whoever wants to endure this can do it, I can't."

"Fang Ping, you guys are going too far."

"My fellow righteous and evil Taoists, join forces and kill Fang Ping first."