An Ordinary Path to Immortality

It was impossible to let it go. Fang Ping usually spent a lot of spiritual fluid to cultivate the strange fire, especially the Ming Wang Heart Flame with strong defense, which was fed with a lot of spiritual fluid by Fang Ping.

Finally, a Yuanying monster with moderate strength fell into the trap and plunged into the Ming Wang Heart Flame, giving Fang Ping this opportunity to test it. Fang Ping would naturally not let it go easily.

In Fang Ping's heart, the Ming Wang Heart Flame had turned into a sphere to seal the fire bird tightly.

Moreover, under the blessing of the flame rules and the endless chaos energy, the power of the Ming Wang Heart Flame did not weaken in the process of fighting with the fire bird, but became more and more courageous.

On the other hand, the fire bird monster, after plunging into Fang Ping's trap, was completely wrapped by the Ming Wang Heart Flame. Not only did it not get any supplements, but it also needed to fully mobilize its own energy to deal with the invasion of the Ming Wang Heart Flame and the flame rules.

Poor thing, it is also a powerful Yuanying monster that has cultivated its own spiritual fire, but at this moment, it is going to die under the scorching of a mere strange fire.

A Yuanying monster that has cultivated its own spiritual fire was burned to death by a strange fire. If this matter were spread out, it would be regarded as a joke.

"Okay, okay, this kid is really good. I didn't misjudge him." Jingchu laughed unscrupulously, and even deliberately pulled the clothes of the Black Dragon King and shouted: "Look, look, what's the situation with this little bird? It seems to be burned to death by fire."

The other three tribulation masters also smiled, and unconsciously straightened their backs in front of several tribulation masters.

However, several tribulation masters looked very unhappy. A dignified fire-attributed Yuanying monster was actually burned to death, and in front of several human tribulation masters, it was simply embarrassing.

"Waste!" The Black Dragon King snorted coldly.

"This kid is really not simple. Not only does he have a treasure like Ming Wang Xin Yan, but he also has a deep understanding of the rules of attributes." Dapeng King's eyes were sharp. They didn't care about the life and death of a mere Nascent Soul monster.

"How many rules does this guy have mastered? How old is he? How can he have such achievements? Is his true identity the son of a holy land?" The octopus monster looked curious. If it weren't for Rong Sheng and several human monks protecting him, it really wanted to catch Fang Ping and get to know him better.

"Hehe, fellow Taoists, I feel more and more that this boy is the opportunity for the great prosperity of the sect that I have been looking for in Woshen Mountain and deep in the Endless Sea." Rong Sheng smiled, but the meaning of his words was already very clear.

When it comes to the prosperity of the sect, he will never let anyone harm Fang Ping.

The Black Dragon King mocked with a fake smile: "Rong Sheng, your Woshen Mountain is about to be destroyed, and there is still no chance of prosperity."

"That's not necessarily true. As long as the inherited fire is not extinguished, Woshen Mountain will not perish." Rong Sheng responded sharply.

Dapeng King asked with a smile: "The formation will be broken in a few days. How can you resist these countless monsters?"

"Let's talk about what will happen in a few days. Maybe in a few days, I will succeed in the tribulation and become a Mahayana cultivator. Then I will slap you all to death with one slap." Rong Sheng was also not to be outdone.

"You still want to pass the tribulation, wait for the next life."

Several tribulation masters who were just drinking tea and chatting and laughing began to curse each other like shrews.

However, in this process, the contest between Fang Ping and the colorful feather firebird, or more accurately, the contest between the strange fire king Xinyan and the colorful feather firebird, has ended.

After exhausting the last bit of its energy, the once invincible colorful feathered firebird was ultimately unable to withstand the might of the Ming Wang Heart Flame and was turned into green smoke by the rolling heat waves. Its blood, flesh, essence, and cultivation were directly devoured and refined by the Chaos Qi, licking a green leaf for the sacred tree.

Glancing at the monsters surrounding him, Fang Ping said calmly: "This flat-haired beast is quite powerful. It can actually hold out against my strange fire for so long. Its strength is still worthy of recognition."

The monsters looked even uglier, as if they were fed a pile of shit by Fang Ping.

"This kid is not simple. His understanding of the rules is so deep."

"Not only that, he seems to have understood many rules, even the extremely profound rules of space rules, and his understanding of each rule is very deep."

"Have you forgotten that he has several spiritual treasures?"

"Strange fire, it still has strange fire, and by the way, dragon power, his magic and soul can actually be accompanied by dragon power, does anyone know what's going on?"

The monsters whispered, and evaluated and supplemented Fang Ping's strength, and finally concluded that it was almost impossible for them to defeat Fang Ping by fighting alone.

If they rushed forward, they might be able to leave Fang Ping behind, but if Fang Ping fought back desperately, it was unknown how many of them would die.

So in this case, they would not risk betting that they would be the lucky one who survived by chance, rather than sacrificing themselves to help others.

For a while, the two sides were deadlocked again.

More than a dozen monsters surrounded Fang Ping without taking action, but they could not ignore Fang Ping, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

The monsters felt awkward, but Fang Ping was eager for it. The more they hesitated, the more Fang Ping could greedily absorb the spiritual energy in the formation.

"That's it?" Jing Chu, who was in the middle of a quarrel, noticed the situation below and said with some disinterest: "Don't you monsters claim to do whatever you want and be fearless? Why are you standing still?"

The Black Dragon King was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

Our demons are indeed fearless and brave, and in most cases, the more critical the situation, the easier it is for the demons to explode, and the more disadvantaged they are, the more they like to fight to the death.

The premise is that the opponent's strength is similar to his own, but Fang Ping is so strong, and those demons have no unified command, so it is inevitable that they have their own little thoughts, and it is normal to hesitate for a while.

"I think at this time, it is better for you to send a demon with a say and a certain prestige to come forward, otherwise, in a moment, the spiritual energy of the formation will dissipate, and we will have to leave."

Jingchu's original intention of saying this was just to anger the extremely big demon, but what he didn't expect was that soon after he finished speaking, a strong demonic energy broke out from the western formation, and then a demon soared into the sky and rushed towards this side.

Sensing the source of the demonic energy, Jingchu's eyes instantly locked on the burly man with thick golden curly hair among the six great demons who had passed the tribulation.

"This guy...Lion King, did you secretly order him?"

The Lion King spread his hands: "This guy is indeed a descendant of my bloodline, but I didn't do anything just now. The reason why he did this was entirely his own decision."