An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping's heart trembled, his brows furrowed, he dared not neglect it, and swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji with all his strength to cut down the white tiger that pounced on him.

"The spiritual weapon transforms."

Fang Ping muttered in his heart.

This is another ability of the spiritual weapon. The cultivator awakens the spirit in the spiritual weapon, and then uses spiritual power to communicate with the spirit, so that the spirit can use the spiritual power to emit and transform.

Of course, this is not the real spirit rushing out of the spiritual weapon to fight the enemy. It is just a secret method that the spiritual weapon has that allows the spirit to communicate with the owner and control the spiritual power to assist the owner in fighting.

"Good method, it's all-out at the first move, even against an opponent at the ninth level of Qi Refining, there is no reservation."

Fang Ping secretly praised the cultivator surnamed Han in his heart.

This kind of spiritual weapon transformation consumes a lot of energy for the cultivator himself. Under normal circumstances, cultivators rarely use this trick when ordinary methods are effective.

Because if it is used frequently, it is very likely to cause damage to the spirit.

When the monk surnamed Han faced him, he found that the spiritual weapon in his hand could not gain an advantage after one strike, so he used the spiritual weapon to transform directly.

Fang Ping's Fang Tian Hua Ji slashed heavily on the white tiger, but it did not go through directly as expected. Instead, it seemed to be chopped on a hard steel plate, which made Fang Ping's hands hurt.

When the Fang Tian Hua Ji was bounced high, a pure and powerful soul energy went directly into Fang Ping's soul along the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

This soul energy was the soul attack that the monk surnamed Han attached to the weapon.

The biggest advantage between the foundation-building cultivator and the Qi-refining cultivator is the soul.

Even if the Qi-refining cultivator has a strong soul talent, he can basically only be crushed in front of the soul of the foundation-building cultivator.

Of course, it is rare for Fang Ping to have such a heaven-defying treasure as Mu Chan, and also have a series of adventures that make his soul extremely powerful.

When fighting against the enemy, the foundation-building cultivators with powerful souls will naturally attach their souls and consciousness to various means of attack.

Doing so can not only better control various means of attack, but also observe the battlefield situation more clearly through the consciousness, and at the same time, they can use the consciousness to attack and defend at the right time.

This is the wonderful use of consciousness. Unlike Qi-refining cultivators, it is rare to extend it to about three feet outside the body, not to mention using consciousness in battle.

The hairpin on Fang Ping's head glowed, and a jade button on his collar also shone.

These two soul defense magic tools were activated at the same time, blocking and weakening the opponent's consciousness for a moment, but then the opponent still invaded the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Qi-refining stage is Qi-refining stage after all. Even if my cultivation is suppressed now and I can't exert the strength of foundation-building stage, you are still vulnerable in front of me."

Although shocked by Fang Ping's endless means, he even has two soul defense magic tools.

Moreover, there was a treasure like Fang Tian Hua Ji, but if he used the spiritual weapon to transform himself and took the opportunity to send an attack consciousness to invade the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, then Fang Ping would only wait for death.

Because, no matter how high the spiritual cultivation of a Qi Refining cultivator is or how talented he is, in front of his spiritual power at the fourth level of foundation building, which is close to the fifth level of foundation building, it is simply a chicken and a pottery dog.

"Boy, surrender."

Facing Fang Ping, a kid in the Qi Refining period, he had absolute confidence to easily suppress him.

However, the spiritual consciousness he sent into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness was not to take the opportunity to wipe out Fang Ping.

It was because he had prepared Fang Ping and used this spiritual consciousness to search Fang Ping's soul.

But the smugness on his face did not last long, and then a deep shock appeared in his eyes.

"How is it possible that your spiritual cultivation is so powerful? Are you also a foundation building cultivator who suppressed his cultivation to enter the secret realm?"

The cultivator surnamed Han exclaimed and activated his protective magic weapon at the same time.

After his consciousness entered Fang Ping's sea of ​​consciousness and discovered Fang Ping's powerful soul cultivation, he subconsciously thought that Fang Ping was a foundation-building cultivator like him.

Soon he found that he was wrong. Fang Ping's cultivation was indeed only in the Qi Refining stage.

"No, you are just a Qi Refining cultivator. Why is your soul cultivation so powerful?"

"If you want to know, then come and search my soul."

Fang Ping pinched the seal with his hands and silently recited the formula of the Heavenly Puppet Sutra. His soul suddenly opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out. Immediately, two powerful soul energies appeared, blocking the opponent's invading consciousness and dissipating and refining it.

After all, the opponent's soul cultivation was slightly higher than Fang Ping's. Although it was just a wisp of consciousness, like a rootless duckweed, this duckweed was not something Fang Ping could deal with at all.

"Although my nephew is useless, at least he is right about one thing, you do have a secret."

It's a long story, but it happened in just a moment. The two communicated with each other through their spiritual consciousness, and anything they said could be done in a moment. x33xs.com

"Suppress it!" The monk surnamed Han shouted, and threw out a bronze bell, which was thrown towards Fang Ping to suppress him.

As soon as the bronze bell appeared, it was powerful, making Fang Ping feel a strong pressure coming from all sides to squeeze him, controlling his body and making it difficult for him to move.

At the same time, the white tiger opened its mouth, roared at Fang Ping, and pounced on Fang Ping again.

With the experience of the last time, Fang Ping would not fight hard this time like before.

The Fang Tian Huaji flashed, and he used all his strength to drive the spiritual power, breaking free from the restraint of the big bell, waving the big halberd, and directly knocked the suppressing bronze bell away.

Then he dodged the white tiger's pounce, and suddenly a crystal ball appeared in his hand.

"What is this?"

The Han monk's face changed slightly, and he felt that the flame sealed in the crystal ball seemed familiar.

"The thing that kills you." Fang Ping had no habit of explaining his treasures to his opponent.

His spiritual power surged all over his body, and two high-grade spiritual stones with fire attributes appeared in his palm.

The pure spiritual power poured into his body and was then absorbed by the Fengyanhuo.

When he felt that the spiritual power input was almost enough, Fang Ping pointed at the Han monk.

"Die!"

Fang Ping roared, and a heat wave appeared in the hall, and then the fairy wind phantom floated in the air.

It was wrapped in flames, with an arrogant look, looking down on the world.

As Fang Ping controlled it with his mind, it opened its mouth and spit out a ball of flame towards the Han monk.

This ball of flame didn't seem to be anything special, as if it was just an ordinary spiritual fire.

However, the space around the flame was distorted by the flame, and the temperature of the entire place began to rise rapidly the moment the flame appeared.

The monk surnamed Han was horrified. Feeling the terrifying heat wave, he instantly understood what the flame was.

"Nanming Fengyan Fire, is this the Nanming Fengyan Fire that my nephew mentioned?"

The flame was approaching, and he did not dare to neglect it, and quickly dodged it.

But the next moment, Xianfeng spoke again, and flames fell. Under Fang Ping's control, these flames fell like meteorites from the sky, hitting the opponent.

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