An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Zhao Wuji suffered such a severe injury that he could not control the thread. Without Zhao Wuji's control.

The thread that had come half a foot in front of Fang Ping and was about to cut Fang Ping's body in the next moment actually returned directly and fell on Zhao Wuji's bald head.

Fang Ping, who had escaped a disaster, found Zhao Wuji's miserable state and felt that the opportunity could not be missed. He opened his mouth and swallowed a large amount of pills. He held the brass mace and peach wood sword and rushed towards Zhao Wuji.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Fang Ping used all his means. The giant beast and the puppet appeared together, the sword formation hummed, and the pill furnace and the small mountain and tower fell at the same time.

Fang Ping even resisted the backlash and forcibly condensed the thunder power that had just dissipated from the 35th thunder tribulation, turning it into a thunder ball the size of a human head and smashing it at Zhao Wuji.

Even the Phoenix Flame was used by Fang Ping again, turning into a raging flame to wrap Zhao Wuji and burn his body that was being destroyed by the thunder tribulation.

"Boom"

Suddenly he entered the range of the thunder tribulation, and the heavenly tribulation sensed it, and without hesitation, he struck Fang Ping with a thunderbolt.

The power of this thunderbolt was equivalent to the thirty-fifth thunderbolt. At the moment when the thunderbolt entered his body, Fang Ping spit out a mouthful of blood, his consciousness fell into darkness, and his body fell straight down.

Before he fainted, he still turned his last thought into an order, letting the lava beast and the puppet, Feng Yan and other spiritual weapons launch a full-strength attack on Zhao Wuji again.

Before the last thunderbolt arrived, the two people struck by the thirty-fifth thunderbolt collapsed to the ground like two corpses.

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was another roar in the sky, waking up Fang Ping from his coma.

He slowly opened his confused eyes, and saw the dark thunderbolt clouds in the sky that kept flashing with lightning, and Fang Ping woke up instantly.

"The thunder tribulation is not over yet. Could it be that Zhao Wuji is not dead yet?"

Fang Ping's body bounced up suddenly, followed by another violent cough. Every time he coughed, a group of pure five-element spiritual energy and soul energy was sprayed out.

At the same time, every time he coughed, he felt a sharp pain in his soul and dantian.

He didn't care about checking his own situation, and immediately glanced at Zhao Wuji.

As a result, he was stunned when he saw it.

Because Zhao Wuji was now only a pool of rotten meat, to be precise, it should be a human meat pie. Meow Meow said

The two puppets and Fang Ping's several spiritual weapons were still staying beside the meat pie, quietly waiting for Fang Ping's next order.

"Here, is he dead?"

Fang Ping didn't even believe that Zhao Wuji, who had caused chaos in Qiyun Sect, was dead just like that.

But the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it.

The meat pie had already been bloody and it was impossible to confirm his appearance, but from the aura emanating from the other party, Fang Ping could be sure that this person was Zhao Wuji.

"Dead?"

In order to ensure that Zhao Wuji was indeed dead, Fang Ping even released a ball of phoenix flames, which directly burned Zhao Wuji's body into ashes.

Looking at the pile of black ash on the ground, Fang Ping finally felt relieved. Zhao Wuji was indeed dead, and even a wisp of soul that could be used to reborn might not be left.

After the phoenix flames burned, only four things were left on the ground.

One was a medium-grade fire-attribute spear that Zhao Wuji often used. It was still intact after enduring several thunder attacks.

Another was the mysterious silk thread and Zhao Wuji's storage bag.

The last one was the Ming Wang Heart Flame, which was dim and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Looking up again at the last thunder that was about to be successfully brewed, Fang Ping's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he casually put away the items left by Zhao Wuji and quickly went out of the range of the thunder.

Sure enough, when Fang Ping left the range of the thunder cloud, the thunder had no target to attack and slowly dissipated.

Without the threat of thunder tribulation and Zhao Wuji, Fang Ping still let the two puppets protect him, and he swallowed the elixir to heal his wounds.

Because Zhao Wuji was knocked unconscious by the accumulation, Fang Ping took the opportunity to hack him to death.

So the last thunder tribulation did not fall in the end. In the Hailong Cave, many strong men who sensed the disappearance of the thunder tribulation aura said it was a pity.

I don’t know which unlucky guy survived 35 thunder tribulations, but only the last one was left and he couldn’t survive.

Even many people have begun to come to the place where the thunder tribulations gather, wanting to see if the cultivators who failed to survive the tribulation have left any treasures.

Fang Ping naturally guessed this, and he left directly after recovering slightly, not daring to stay in this mine for too long.

After leaving the mine, Fang Ping met up with the cultivator he controlled, and then asked the other party to lurk around the mine and observe secretly, while he climbed up to the mountainside with stronger gravity to find a place to heal his wounds.

Five days later, with the help of the rejuvenating fluid and a large amount of healing pills, Fang Ping's injuries were initially recovered.

Zhao Wuji's Fire Dragon Spear and Broken Love Thread were also recognized by their owners after a simple ritual.

The Fire Dragon Spear was the spear Zhao Wuji often used.

The strange thread was called Broken Love Thread, which was also a top-grade spiritual weapon.

As for Zhao Wuji's storage bag, there was nothing worth Fang Ping's attention.

It was just some various minerals and spiritual medicines of decent value, some pills, spiritual stones, and daily sundries.

As for the powerful spiritual weapons and other treasures, there were not many.

In Fang Ping's opinion, the most valuable thing in Zhao Wuji's storage bag was a dragon skeleton.

After putting away everything, Fang Ping finally picked up the Ming Wang Heart Flame.

At this time, the light of the Ming Wang Heart Flame was dim, its spirituality was greatly lost, and its power was only one tenth of what it had. Under normal circumstances, it would be the right time to refine it at this time.

Fang Ping did not do so, but placed the Ming Wang Heart Flame in front of him and said lightly: "Brother Zhao, the soul is yin, and the heart flame is fire, which is a masculine thing. You have been hiding in it for so long, aren't you afraid that the soul will be refined by the heart flame?"

The heart flame remained the same, without any reaction.

Fang Ping smiled lightly and said: "Since Brother Zhao doesn't want to come out, then I will do as you wish."

Fang Ping could conclude that Zhao Wuji must have left a trace of soul hiding in the heart flame, and the purpose should be to wait for Fang Ping to refine the heart flame and take the opportunity to seize Fang Ping's body.

But Fang Ping did not refine the heart flame, just to see how long Zhao Wuji could hold on.

Three more days passed, and Fang Ping's injuries recovered better and better. Because he had to guard against Zhao Wuji, he focused on recovering the consumption of the soul, so that his soul cultivation was fully restored.

"Brother Zhao, you are still too hesitant. Since you dare not make a move, I, your junior brother, will not be polite!"

After saying this, Fang Ping moved his mind, and a powerful consciousness entered the heart flame. Enduring the severe pain of the soul being burned by the heart flame, Fang Ping's consciousness really found a trace of Zhao Wuji's soul in the heart flame.

Just as Fang Ping guessed, Zhao Wuji's soul did hide in the heart flame, and in order to lure Fang Ping to refine the heart flame, he even forcibly dispersed the power of the heart flame, leaving the heart flame in a state that could extinguish and dissipate at any time.

Zhao Wuji's soul and true spirit hiding in the heart flame were in a state of silence and unconsciousness, which eventually made the heavenly tribulation think that he had extinguished and dissipated.

He only left a mark before he was silent. When Fang Ping refined the heart flame, his soul would be activated and take over Fang Ping's body.

What he didn't know was that Fang Ping had guessed it when he saw the thundering calamity clouds in the sky after waking up, so he had been dragging his feet and not refining the heart flame that was about to extinguish.

Then, after Zhao Wuji's fragile soul had lasted for so long in the heart flame, his fake death turned into real death.

To be precise, he should be a living dead with only a wisp of soul left.

Feeling Zhao Wuji's current state, Fang Ping sighed in his heart for the miserable end of the generation of genius Zhao Wuji, and a soul-searching technique fell on Zhao Wuji's residual soul.

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