An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The appearance of the fire prison caught Fang Ping off guard, but he did not panic. Seeing that he could not avoid the fire prison, he simply stopped hiding.

He let the fire prison, like a big bell, cover him, and the blazing flames rushed towards him from all sides of the fire prison, making him instantly in a sea of ​​fire.

Fang Ping did not surrender, and the wind whistled around his body.

In order to increase the power of the magic and cooperate with the three-fold wave, Fang Ping used the ice spirit talisman and water magic to try to blow away the flames in the fire prison.

At the same time, he was able to hold on for a while longer in the blazing flames.

"Haha, this is the secret art of the Fire Phoenix. How can you resist the Nanming Phoenix Flame? Go to hell."

Seeing Fang Ping being covered by the fire prison, Huang Peian was overjoyed and laughed wildly.

He was not doing well at this time. After using the secret art of the fire prison, his spiritual energy was completely consumed, not a drop left.

His face was pale, he swallowed a pill, and then held a medium-grade fire spirit stone in each hand to absorb and restore spiritual energy.

At this time, Fang Ping finally spoke: "Huang Peian, you must not use up the power of the Southern Ming Phoenix Flame. I like it more and more now."

Huang Peian sneered: "You are still stubborn when you are about to die. I don't believe that the Southern Ming Phoenix Flame can't burn your mouth soft."

Fang Ping endured the severe pain and said lightly: "Huang Peian, your spiritual energy is exhausted now. Do you have enough energy to support the spiritual energy consumption of the protective magic weapon?"

Huang Peian said: "You are just being mysterious. You should think about how to break my fire prison. If the fire prison is not broken, even if you have all kinds of means, you will only end up being refined into ashes."

Huang Peian is very confident in this secret technique of his, and has no intention of defending himself.

Instead, he injected the little spiritual energy that had just recovered into the Phoenix Flame, making the flames in the fire prison more intense, directly submerging Fang Ping.

"Ah..."

Fang Ping roared. Although he had exhausted all kinds of means, the flames around him were too strong and the Phoenix Flame was too high. He could not resist at all for a while, and saw that the flames were about to burn around him.

Fang Ping finally stopped waiting. His eyes flashed with a spiritual light, and a spiritual consciousness came out of his body, passing through the fire prison and heading towards Huang Peian's forehead.

At the same time, another spiritual consciousness shook slightly, and the top-grade magic weapon Jinghong Sword emerged from Huang Peian's head.

It flashed with spiritual light and stabbed silently towards Huang Peian's head.

Jinghong Sword is a top-grade magic weapon given to Fang Ping by Ye Chang. It can be controlled by spiritual consciousness and has the ability to be invisible.

When Fang Ping came close to Huang Peian, he took the opportunity to rush towards Huang Peian and secretly released the Jinghong Sword. He let the Jinghong Sword slowly come to Huang Peian's head and hang high above Huang Peian's head.

At this moment, Huang Pei's spiritual energy was dry and he had no power to resist. It was the good opportunity that Fang Ping had been waiting for for a long time.

"Kill!"

Fang Ping ignored the raging flames around him, used his spiritual consciousness to control the Jinghong Sword, activated the flying sword formation on the Jinghong Sword, and stabbed towards Huang Peian's head below.

The Jinghong Sword stabbed down from a high position, leaving a rainbow light in the air.

Being called the Jinghong Sword, it naturally has an extraordinary advantage in speed.

However, Huang Pei'an did not notice the danger at all, and still sneered at the other party:

"Haha, kill? Who do you want to kill? You are still pretending when you are about to die..."

But the monks in the audience saw this scene clearly.

"Jinghong Sword, isn't that Ye Chang's top-grade magic sword?"

"It's not surprising that Ye Chang gave the sword to Fang Ping, but Fang Ping has just reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, why did he cultivate his spiritual consciousness?"

"It turns out that the spiritual consciousness and the Jinghong Sword are Fang Ping's trump cards." 33 Novels Network

"Fang Ping has such a deep calculation and such a big courage. Facing Nanming Fengyan, he dares to take risks and create a chance for himself to kill with one blow."

"It's a pity for Fang Ping. If he also has three spiritual roots, he will definitely be a genius who is not inferior to Ye Chang and Luo Yun."

Liao Ming's eyes almost popped out. He stared at the arena, but sent a message to the people in the Law Enforcement Hall:

"So that's it, so that's it. No wonder you still have confidence in Fang Ping after seeing Fengyan."

"Excuse me, it's all Fang Ping's own efforts. It's not easy to cultivate spiritual consciousness without the guidance of a master." Elder Qin responded proudly.

Yuan Hang also smiled and said, "Alas, Fang Ping is still too inexperienced and too conservative. If he had used his spiritual sense and Jinghong Sword as soon as he got on stage, I might have been counting money in the Law Enforcement Hall now."

Ye Chang nodded in agreement and said, "Brother Yuan is right. Fang Ping is still too cautious. To deal with an opponent like Huang Pei'an, he must be caught off guard. Even if he can't kill him, he can be injured first."

"You don't have to wait until the end to play your trump card. Sometimes it's better to play it earlier." Zou Kai said.

In the distance, several Jindan ancestors were also surprised.

Before the ring was opened, they had investigated Fang Ping's situation.

But they only discovered the secret of Fang Ping's five-element cultivation, and did not find that Fang Ping actually mastered spiritual sense.

It's not that they won't find it, but because they didn't expect that a guy with five-element spiritual roots and five-element cultivation could actually cultivate spiritual sense at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

And the range of spiritual sense actually reached about two feet and three feet.

Although they are the Jindan ancestors, they are well-informed and have seen countless geniuses. However, if someone had told them before that a Qi Refining Level 7 disciple of the Five Elements Cultivator actually had a spiritual consciousness of two feet and three feet, they would definitely not believe it.

"It turns out that I was wrong. There is really no problem for Luo Yun to accept him as a disciple."

"I want as many disciples as there are like this."

"You can have it if you want it. I can't afford to support a Five Elements Cultivator anyway."

As soon as these words came out, several Jindan ancestors shut up immediately.

Five Elements Cultivator, let alone the future, just looking at the foundation building stage that has come to the front is not easy.

The difficulty of breaking through the Five Elements spiritual roots is known to all cultivators in the world.

Three spiritual roots may be able to break through with two or three medium-grade or higher foundation building pills.

But five spiritual roots may need ten or fifteen pills, and it may not be successful.

Even if it succeeds, it is only one of the spiritual roots that has been broken through, and there are still four others waiting for him.

Even the Golden Core Patriarch would have to scratch his head when he thought about preparing fifty medium-grade or higher foundation-building pills for the disciples who practiced the Five Elements.

At this moment, everyone understood that Huang Peian had lost.

He had no spiritual energy at all. Although his protective magic weapon was also a top-grade magic weapon, it had no spiritual energy blessing. The Jinghong Sword was also a top-grade magic weapon, and Fang Ping used his soul to control it.

With all these factors, Huang Peian had no hope of turning the tables.

As they expected, Huang Peian's protective magic weapon exploded as soon as it came into contact with the Jinghong Sword.

"Bang"

Huang Peian finally understood that Fang Ping was not pretending to be mysterious, he really arranged a killing move silently.

"No, stop!" Huang Peian shouted in horror. "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, Master, save me, I admit defeat!"

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