An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Under Fang Ping's attack like an ant eating an elephant, the huge and powerful demon was unable to deal with it.

He could only watch helplessly as the demonic energy in his body continued to be weakened, so that its size and strength also continued to decline.

Under normal circumstances, because of the support of the formation behind it, it can obtain a steady stream of energy output as long as the formation is not broken. However, Fang Ping keenly discovered the space channel for energy transmission between it and the formation behind it.

As a result, this channel that continuously transported demonic energy to the demon god was forcibly removed by Fang Ping using the rules of space to send the energy into his body.

Feeling the powerful input of demonic energy, Fang Ping, who had consumed a lot of energy, received a steady source of energy.

The golden elixir in his body was running wildly, converting the huge demonic energy transported from the rear formation into his own profound energy.

With the replenishment of this energy, Fang Ping's body had an endless supply of profound energy, and he didn't have to worry about insufficient energy at all.

Soon, the profound energy in Fang Ping's body had been replenished again, but the energy from behind was still being transported, making Fang Ping feel as if he was about to burst.

Fang Ping casually threw out a set of formation disks to suppress the demon god, and then rushed into the demon cultivator camp alone.

In order not to make the demon cultivators who control the demon god suspicious, Fang Ping cannot kill the last demon god yet. Otherwise, once the demon god dies, the demon cultivators controlling the formation will probably stop the energy supply or even give up the formation.

"Shenxiao Tianleiyin"

Fang Ping performed a hand gesture, and thunder burst out in the sky. More than a hundred thunders with the power of the Four Nine Thunder Tribulations crashed down and exploded in the demon cultivator camp.

"Puff..."

Thunder exploded, accompanied by the sound of each demon cultivator's body exploding and their spiritual energy shattering.

After one lightning move, the consumption in Fang Ping's body was instantly restored. Fang Ping's hand skills changed again, and a small milky white flame formed on his fingertips.

As Fang Ping continued to inject profound energy, the flames also expanded and changed, and soon turned into a fairy phoenix with a body of dozens of feet, watching over all living things.

"Taste the Nanming Feng Yan."

Fang Ping's hand gesture suddenly changed, and the fairy phoenix screamed silently. The phoenix flame that could originally incinerate everything became even more powerful with the blessing of the rules of fire.

The fairy phoenix spread its wings and flew forward. Its whole body was wrapped in milky white flames, and the demonic cultivators under the golden elixir wherever it passed were turned into ashes without any resistance at all.

Even the golden elixir demon cultivator felt as if his whole body was about to be roasted when facing this immortal phoenix, and he had to retreat to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

So in the demon cultivator camp, a no man's land appeared wherever the fairy phoenix passed.

The fairy phoenix flew dozens of feet and burned nearly a hundred demon cultivators to death before being dispersed by the joint efforts of three golden elixir demon cultivators.

However, the scattered fairy phoenixes turned into thousands of flames, flying around like hundreds of mini fairy phoenixes. Some monks who were caught off guard by the flames screamed and screamed. They tried their best to drive away the flames and could only watch. Watching his body being burned bit by bit until his whole body was reduced to ashes.

The consumption of using Immortal Phoenix is ​​greater than that of using Thunder before. Under normal circumstances, Fang Ping would definitely take pills to recover the consumption after performing these two moves.

But now with the energy replenished by the Demon God, Fang Ping made another seal without stopping, and a faint metallic rule filled the air around his body.

Following the change of the hand technique, a golden light erupted from Fang Ping's mouth.

As soon as the golden light appeared, it turned into ninety-nine and eighty-one swords shining with cold light in front of Fang Ping.

The Gengxi Sword Formation has been tempered by Fang Ping for many years, and today he finally has a chance to show off his power.

"Don't be so arrogant, kid, I'm here to kill you."

Fang Ping's performance attracted the attention of the demon cultivators. Suddenly, someone flew out of the demon cultivators' camp, holding a large black flag and rolled it towards Fang Ping.

"I was just looking for someone to try and you came to my door. Then go to hell."

Fang Ping looked coldly and pointed at the opponent, and the eighty-one spiritual swords were slashed towards the place.

The jet-black flag rolled up, and before it could wrap up Fang Ping, the spirit sword had already reached him. The flag only resisted for a moment, and then was directly shattered by the sword array, turning into countless rags and falling down.

After the magic weapon was destroyed, the demon cultivator turned pale and took out a sledgehammer and hit Fang Ping.

Fang Ping pinched the sword finger with his hand, and with a slight thought in his mind, the spirit swords lined up in a row and hit the sledgehammer one by one.

"Ding ding ding..."

After thirty-six crisp sounds in a row, the sledgehammer was also defeated and was shattered by the spirit sword.

This time, blood began to bleed from the corner of the demon cultivator's mouth.

"Rubbish!"

Fang Ping moved his lips slightly, transmitting a message to the other party.

"Who are you?" The demon cultivator was shocked. He thought that the opponent's two powerful spells would have consumed a lot, and he could take the opportunity to pick them up. Unexpectedly, the opponent's golden elixir was still in its early stage, but it still had strong combat power.

Fang Ping did not answer the other party, but controlled the spirit sword to turn into a sword array again and strangled him towards the place.

The demon cultivator once again took out a big sword to resist, but facing Fang Ping's sword formation, his strength and methods were obviously not quite there yet.

"bump"

With a muffled sound, the broadsword was overwhelmed and exploded in the hands of the demon cultivator. Immediately after the sword formation strangled, the protective magic weapon on the demon cultivator also collapsed. Under the stranglehold of the powerful sword formation, this middle-stage golden elixir man The demon cultivator instantly turned into pieces of flesh all over the sky.

He casually grabbed the opponent's storage ring and the golden elixir before he could escape. With a flash of lightning in his hand, the soul of the demon cultivator hiding in the golden elixir disappeared into thin air.

The Danyun phenomenon appeared, and two more Jindan came roaring: "Asshole, you dare to kill my junior brother, take your life."

Fang Ping took a glance and found that the two demon cultivators were also in the middle stage of Jindan, and their cultivation strength was similar to that of the previous man.

Fang Ping opened his mouth to take back the spirit sword. The previous battle consumed a lot of the power of the spirit sword, and the spiritual energy was greatly damaged and needed to be nourished and tempered.

Facing the two people attacking, Fang Ping did not dodge or evade, and did not retreat or advance, as if he was stunned on the spot.

The two were ecstatic when they saw this, because Fang Ping had suffered too much damage from the continuous use of powerful spells, so that he was unable to fight again.

Unexpectedly, when they just approached Fang Ping, a colorful butterfly suddenly appeared on Fang Ping's shoulder.

Then the two felt that there was suddenly a wall in front of them, and they were caught off guard and hit the wall directly.

"What's going on?"

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

The two did not think about the spatial rules at all, and thought that Fang Ping had used some special magic weapon.

In fact, this space barrier was not cast by Fang Ping, but Fang Ping asked Xiaodie to help temporarily trap the two people and buy him a moment to recover.

Blocked in front of them, the two people scanned the surroundings with their spiritual sense and did not find anything abnormal, but their paths up, down, left, right, front and back were all blocked, so they could only be trapped in the same place and could not move forward or backward.

Soon, Fang Ping, who had recovered his peak state, took a step forward and came to one of them. His eyes flashed, and the expression of the demon cultivator who was controlling a copper furnace to hit the space barrier was instantly sluggish.