An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping and his companions had only heard about the Ten Great Demon Sons, but they had no idea about their origins and identities.

They even didn't know how the Ten Great Demon Sons were selected.

Ever since they heard about the Ten Great Demon Sons, Fang Ping and his companions, like other cultivators, believed that these ten people should be the ten most powerful among the many Demon Sons.

So when they heard about Jun Zhu Demon Son who could fight against the Holy Son, they subconsciously thought that the other party must be one of the Ten Great Demon Sons.

After all, the Holy Son was a representative of young cultivators, and his strength was almost unmatched in the entire Golden Core Realm.

Even some old Golden Core cultivators who had been famous for many years did not dare to say that they would definitely win when facing the Holy Son.

But Jun Zhu Demon Son fought the Holy Son to a draw.

"Junzhu Demon is indeed not among the ten holy sons." The old demon cultivator said solemnly: "Each of the demon sons has been carefully taught and cultivated by the Demon Lord. Each of them has a strong bloodline and a heaven-defying talent. The cultivation method is tailor-made for them by the Demon Lord. Their strength is beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators."

"Haha!" Prince Jinwu was not frightened by him. Instead, he sneered: "You old guy are quite boastful. If they meet this prince, I will stab them all to death with one shot."

The demon cultivator was not angry, but echoed: "The prince has amazing talent and powerful strength. Perhaps he has the strength to compete with the ten great demon sons."

Prince Jinwu was dumbfounded. You old guy is playing cards unconventionally.

This prince despises your demon sons so much, aren't you angry at all?

Fang Ping was too lazy to listen to the nonsense of the Golden Crow Prince. He didn't get to the point after talking for a long time, so he asked him: "How long are you going to stop us?"

"Three more days, after three days, we will naturally not continue to entangle you." The old man answered calmly, without any intention of drawing a sword.

"What if we insist on forcing our way in within these three days?" asked the Golden Crow Prince.

"Then we can only risk our lives and try our best to stop you."

"Just you guys? You are just chickens and dogs." The Golden Crow Prince was disdainful.

The old man was still not angry: "We know we are not the prince's opponent. All we want is to stop you for a moment. If we die, other Taoist friends will come to continue to stop you."

The Golden Crow Prince immediately became eager to fight, and said excitedly: "That's great. This prince is worried about not having a fight. I'll see how many people you demon cultivators can send to die."

Fang Ping shook his head helplessly. The rookie had a hot temper and was keen on fighting. He was very excited when he heard that he could fight.

He stopped the Golden Crow Prince and advised: "Don't be in a hurry, it's okay to walk slowly."

"Are you afraid?" The Golden Crow Prince questioned Fang Ping.

Fang Ping said: "It's not that I'm afraid. With our strength, we can easily break through the obstruction of these demon cultivators, but have you ever thought about whether the demon cultivators will set up bigger traps and more powerful people waiting for us to go ahead?"

"In front of this prince's absolute strength, any conspiracy is not to be feared."

Luo Yun said at the right time: "Brother, be good, don't act impulsively. Demon cultivators are always cunning and have strange methods.

If we are too impulsive and fall into the ambush of the demon cultivators, we will definitely suffer unnecessary losses.

Even if we arrive early, facing the ten demons joining forces, I'm afraid our chances of winning are not high."

"But these demon cultivators keep pestering us, which is too annoying." In front of Luo Yun, the Golden Crow Prince always behaves like a well-behaved and obedient little brother.

"Let's wait and see, and wait for others to go over and test the waters before making a decision."

"Okay, I'll listen to my sister-in-law, and treat these guys as guards given to us by the demon cultivators."

Luo Yun lovingly patted Jin Wu's little head and praised, "You're such a good brother."

Prince Jin Wu raised his head and smiled happily, "Hehe!"

Fang Ping looked at Jin Wu with disdain, the rookie must have lacked maternal love since childhood.

They did not deliberately avoid the demon cultivators when they spoke. After hearing the decision of Prince Jinwu and Luo Yun, the old demon cultivator took the initiative to guarantee: "Thank you, fellow Taoists. If you keep your word, we promise not to harass you any more."

"You thanked me too early, old man. First, accompany me for a few moves. As long as one of you fights with me, I can stay here for three days."

"Okay, then I will risk my life to accompany you, please teach me."

So, Prince Jinwu fought with the opponent. What surprised Fang Ping was that Prince Jinwu fought evenly with the opponent without using his full strength.

The two fought for a long time, and the demon cultivator finally ran out of strength and took the initiative to admit defeat. Prince Jinwu returned excitedly and said that it was great.

It sat cross-legged to recover, and then attacked again. The demon cultivators had another strong man to fight.

The atmosphere here was weird. The opponents who were supposed to fight to the death were passing the time in a friendly way.

As for other directions, just as Fang Ping and his group expected, those cultivators who received the news and rushed to the direction of the fairy stone mine were basically ambushed by the demon cultivators.

Some were directly blocked by the demon cultivators and forced to retreat, while others fell into the formation and turned into ashes without even seeing the demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators seemed to have detailed information about other cultivators besides the demon cultivators. For ordinary cultivators, they would send demon cultivators to use the formation or directly fight to block them according to the number of opponents.

If they encountered some powerful people, they would also send strong people to block them.

Even in these few days, there are often demon cultivators at the level of demon children who attack.

The closer they are to the location of the fairy stone vein, the greater the resistance of the demon cultivators.

In three days, Fang Ping and his team did not move fast, but they got a lot of news.

The Holy Son has fought with three demon children, and the Holy Son's speed seems to have slowed down.

The powerful demons such as Baihu and Qingniu were also blocked to varying degrees, and the casualties are unknown.

Song Wujie appeared again and was chased and killed by a group of cultivators and demons for treasures. It is not known whether he deliberately or by coincidence led the pursuers to the direction of the fairy stone vein, which eventually triggered a big melee.

In this battle, all parties suffered heavy casualties, and a large number of cultivators died, but Song Wujie disappeared without a trace.

There is still no news about Ye Chang and Meng Qi, and it is unknown where they are now.

However, Fang Ping got news about Zuo Chunqiu. He did not die, and it seemed that he had gained some kind of opportunity to improve his strength. After a battle with a demon child, he disappeared.

"Master is so strong, he actually has the fighting power of a demon child."

After receiving the news from Zuo Chunqiu, Luo Yun was overjoyed and amazed at the same time.

But Fang Ping suddenly frowned.

Because he sensed the breath of Zhang Ren, the clone.

It's just that the distance is too far, so he can't communicate with him for the time being.