An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Bang"

Another sword stabbed out, and the formation's light curtain trembled violently again, with ripples spreading around.

Fang Ping also realized that this place lacked spiritual energy, and relying on some spiritual stones that had been arranged in advance seemed simply not enough to support the formation to withstand the attack of the magic weapon Blood Sword.

Fang Ping appeared, with thunder in one hand, phoenix flames in the other, Duan Qingsi and Ban Brick all pointing towards the opponent's head to greet him.

Seeing Fang Ping's attack, the young sect leader had a sneer on his face. He changed his tactics, and the magical blood sword rose in the wind, turning into a giant sword like a door panel. It not only blocked the broken love threads and bricks, down, and at the same time moved towards Fang Ping to suppress.

Before the sword arrived, Fang Ping felt that the blood in his body was beginning to be absorbed uncontrollably by the magic blood sword.

He quickly flew back, not daring to try the magic weapon's power at all.

Even though the young sect leader was unable to inspire much power from the magic weapon Blood Sword due to his own strength.

In this case, Fang Ping could only choose to retreat.

Because Fang Ping didn't know if this blood sword was also tailor-made for him by the master of the Blood Sword Demon Sect. The power of the magic weapon alone was enough to instantly kill the foundation-building monks.

Fang Ping didn't dare to try the method himself, so he could only try his best to prevent the opponent from breaking the formation.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ping, who was flying back, suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, as if he was being targeted by a vicious beast.

"Danger!"

Fang Ping reacted very quickly and subconsciously communicated with Ming Wang Xinyan. The surface of his body was suddenly enveloped in a golden light, and at the same time, Xiaodun also appeared behind him instantly.

Almost at the same time that Fang Ping defended himself, a bloody sword the size of a little finger appeared from behind and stabbed towards Fang Ping's heart.

"It's actually a magic weapon that has the ability to be a clone of its mother and son."

Fang Ping was shocked because the big sword in front of him was struck down at the same time.

The powerful pressure from the magic weapon enveloped Fang Ping, making Fang Ping's body seem to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.

"Idiot, I didn't expect you to come to my door so obediently." The young sect leader swallowed several pills, obviously his consumption was huge.

But now it seems that no matter how much effort it takes, it is worth it, because the guy in front of him is about to be killed by his magic weapon.

The young sect master smiled proudly, quite satisfied with his on-the-spot response: "Don't worry, I am true to my word. I said that I will refine your soul into a blood demon, and I will definitely be able to do it."

Seeing that he was about to die on the spot, countless thoughts flashed through Fang Ping's mind. He clearly knew that even if he took out all the defensive spiritual weapons and magic weapons on his body, he would still be as papery in front of the magical blood sword.

"Five Elements Immortal Monument, come here!"

Fang Ping roared in his heart, and the Five Elements Immortality Monument not far away instantly appeared in Fang Ping's hand.

The Five Elements Immortal Monument itself is a half-step spiritual treasure. Although it is not an offensive or defensive treasure, its grade is definitely here.

With the power of a low-grade magic weapon like the Blood Sword, it would definitely not be able to break through the defense of the stone tablet.

In fact, regardless of whether it could be broken through, Fang Ping had to try.

Under Fang Ping's control, the stone tablet hung high above Fang Ping's head, with five elements of spiritual light hanging down, protecting Fang Ping in the middle.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the blood sword magic weapon was pierced on the Five Elements Spiritual Light. The remaining power of the magic weapon was offset by the small shield and Xin Yan to offset part of the power, but Fang Ping was still shocked and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Blocked?" The young sect leader looked at the stone tablet above Fang Ping's head in disbelief, his shock evident in his expression.

"Yes, I blocked it. Do you have any other moves?" Fang Ping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The injury inside his body was not serious.

That is to say, Ming Wang Xinyan was swallowed up most of the power by the chaotic aura in the transmission channel, and he has not recovered yet.

If King Ming Xinyan recovered, Fang Ping wouldn't even have to vomit this mouthful of blood.

"It doesn't matter if you block it. Even if you block it, you will definitely be seriously injured."

The young sect leader made a sword seal with his hand, and the two blood swords merged into one, and once again returned to the shape of the small blood sword, and stabbed towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping did not dare to neglect, and the five elements of energy were input into the stone tablet. The stone tablet glowed brightly, blocking the magic weapon Blood Sword again.

"Come again!" The young sect leader was not convinced. He once again swallowed the elixir and quickly recovered the consumed heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and forcibly controlled the blood sword to continue attacking.

His magical blood sword was specially made for him by the leader of the Blood Sword Demon Sect, so that he, who had not yet reached the golden elixir, could activate the blood sword by just using his Yuan Power.

However, even so, every time he used his blood sword to attack Fang Ping, he still had to expend a lot of energy.

After he forced it several times, not only was he unable to break through the defense of the stone tablet, he himself was unable to maintain it in the first place.

So much so that during the last two strikes, he began to spit out blood essence to provide energy for the blood sword, which could barely allow the blood sword to continue attacking Fang Ping.

After several consecutive attacks, Fang Ping also consumed a lot of energy. However, except for the wind spirit root, which was still only at the Qi Refining stage among his eight spiritual roots, the other seven spiritual roots were all at the ninth level of foundation building.

Although the cost of activating the stone tablet was not much lower than when Shao Sect Master activated the Blood Sword, Fang Ping was still able to withstand the consumption due to his spiritual roots, and the advantage of refining and absorbing pills and recovering spiritual stones faster.

"You can't do it anymore!" Fang Ping panted, looking at the young sect master who was also exhausted and almost at the end of his strength, he showed a smile of victory.

"I don't accept it. I am the young master of the Blood Sword Demon Sect and the proud son of heaven. How could I lose to a brat like you?"

The young master roared and attacked again. The blood sword had returned to his body. Without enough energy to support it, he could not continue to activate the blood sword unless he burned his essence and damaged his foundation.

The blood flag shook violently, and the blood demon appeared again, bringing gusts of cold wind to fly towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping did not change his expression, and his hands pinched the thunder seal, and thunders broke through the fog and struck the three blood demons.

Then Fang Ping waved the brass mace in the air, and in a moment a thunder net formed in front of him and covered the three blood demons.

"You, how many spiritual roots do you have?" The young master finally realized that something was wrong. He thought Fang Ping was just a five-element practitioner, but he didn't expect Fang Ping to be able to perform thunder magic.

Fang Ping did not reply, but there were eight kinds of spiritual roots flowing in his body.

"Eight spiritual roots, you are actually eight spiritual roots!" The shock in the young master's heart was even greater than when Fang Ping blocked the blood sword.

Natural spiritual roots and special spiritual roots are extremely rare in the world of immortal cultivation, but there are many cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, and some are always encountered every now and then.

But no one has ever seen an existence with eight spiritual roots and cultivated to the ninth level of the host.

Under normal circumstances, it is a great thing for the five elements to reach the ninth level of foundation building, let alone eight spiritual roots.

Seven ninth-level foundation building spiritual roots are equivalent to seven ninth-level foundation building cultivators becoming one person.

In the battle of burst, the other party has a stone tablet that can block the magic weapon, and in the battle of consumption, the other party has eight spiritual roots, and has mastered the thunder method that naturally restrains himself.

In this case, only a sick brain will continue to fight with the other party.

The young master put away his whole body momentum and clasped his hands together: "Daoyou, it's all a misunderstanding. Please let me go for the sake of the Blood Sword Demon Sect. I can swear that I will never leak the matter of Cishan Island, let alone seek revenge.

Since Daoyou has no loss, how about pretending that nothing happened today?"

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