An Ordinary Path to Immortality

How dare you call me a dog? That's good. I'll remember you. If there's a fight later, just wait and see whether I'll sap you or not.

Zhang Ren stared at the back of the opponent's head with squinted eyes, already thinking about which magic weapon he would use to sneak attack the unlucky devil.

He is Fang Ping's clone. Even though he has independent thinking, in his heart, he always regards himself and Fang Ping as one, and he is just a part of Fang Ping.

When this demon called Fang Ping a dog, he was also calling Zhang Ren a dog.

Zhang Ren is not a kind person, and he can accept being scolded calmly.

After thinking for a while, he looked at the aqua light curtain where Fang Ping and others were, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He had told Fang Ping before to let them leave the formation quickly, why didn't this guy listen?

If we don't leave now, if Fang Ping and the others don't leave later when the fight actually breaks out, they really won't be able to leave.

So he boldly contacted Fang Ping and informed Fang Ping of the demon cultivator's plan this time, so that Fang Pingping would try his best to leave as soon as possible.

This trip to the secret realm was planned by the Demon Alliance for a long time and a lot of rare resources were spent. The purpose was to catch all the righteous golden elixirs who entered the secret realm.

Although compared to the battle between good and evil in the entire continent, the number of golden elixir monks in the secret realm is really not worth mentioning.

But a large part of these people are talented and powerful people from various major forces, with huge potential. If they can be eliminated, for the demon cultivators, it will be equivalent to killing a large number of future Nascent Soul cultivators at once.

You must know that even though the battle between good and evil has spread to many major states, and the two sides have fought several battles of various sizes, the number of Nascent Soul cultivators that the demonic cultivators have actually killed is not that many.

Compared to spending a lot of manpower and financial resources to kill real Yuanying monks, it is obviously more cost-effective to directly kill these righteous monks with great potential in the secret realm.

Fang Ping's expression suddenly changed after receiving Zhang Ren's message. He finally knew why Zhang Ren was so cautious and anxious when communicating with him before.

Now he has no intention of staying here anymore, and he doesn't even care about the guy who called him a dog.

All he was thinking about was how to leave the formation smoothly.

But at this time, they are the weapons that both good and evil need to use in order to boost their own momentum.

Both sides want to use their own people to enhance their own momentum and attack the other party at the same time, which makes them the focus of attention of everyone on both sides.

So it will be very difficult for them to run away now.

He pondered for a moment, and then turned his attention to Prince Jinwu who was hiding aside to watch the excitement.

This guy has an extraordinary background. Both the righteous monks and the demonic cultivators are somewhat wary of him. Maybe he can leave the formation through his identity as the Golden Crow Crown Prince.

His consciousness communicated with the Golden Crow Prince and told it his thoughts.

Prince Jinwu refused directly without thinking.

Because it has already seen the two sides that are at war with each other and is about to start the final battle, now is the time for it to watch the show, and it doesn't bother to pay attention to Fang Ping's request.

"If you want to go, you can go by yourself. I won't leave anyway. I have to stay here and watch the dogs bite the dogs." After saying that, Prince Jinwu also added in a meaningful way: "I'm sorry, don't think too much about it. I'm talking about dogs." It’s them, not you.”

It can be seen from the mean expression of the Golden Crow Crown Prince that this guy has no apology at all. He may still be laughing at Fang Ping for being called a dog before.

Now that he is still asking the other party, Fang Ping naturally won't care about such a trivial matter.

"If you send me out now, I will give you ten drops of spiritual liquid." As a last resort, Fang Ping could only use his trump card.

Before this, whenever the Golden Crow Crown Prince was disobedient, Fang Ping could often control it easily as long as he used the spiritual liquid as a condition.

Only this time, facing the temptation of ten drops of spiritual liquid, the Golden Crow Prince first showed a trace of greed, then began to hesitate, and finally slowly shook his head: "No, I want to watch a show, and I will not leave with you."

"Idiot, when I ask you to save me, I am also saving you." Fang Ping said: "If the war starts later, once the magic array is activated, any creature without magic energy, no matter who it is, will die.

Even if they are wary of your identity and don't want to offend you demon clan, when the magic array is activated, the specific consequences are beyond their control. "

"Haha, this prince is powerful and has countless treasures. If he encounters danger, he can naturally leave easily.

What's more, there are so many geniuses of the human race here, so many demons and righteous geniuses, and the Holy Son of the Immortal Sect, who is known as the number one young monk, is here. It is this prince who can show off his skills and compete with them. opportunity.

How could I give up such a good opportunity because of the lies you made up casually out of fear of death? "

Fang Ping smiled helplessly. In order to be able to compete with all kinds of geniuses, Xiaocai not only didn't need spiritual liquid, but also didn't care about his life.

Fang Ping knew that this guy had a weird personality, and if he continued to persuade him, it would have no effect. He could only do the next best thing and let this guy cover him and others to leave as soon as the battle between the two sides started.

"No problem, don't worry, I will give you an order and I will ensure that no one dares to lay a finger on you." Prince Jinwu assured confidently: "If you ask me to say that you are too timid, you can do it in such a small scene. You are so frightened, you really disgrace me."

Looking at the look of the Golden Crow Prince who was so disappointed with his son, Fang Ping really wanted to pluck his feathers and put them in a pot to make a pot of black chicken soup for Song Wujie to nourish his body.

Compared with the cowardly Song Wujie, the Golden Crow Prince was simply a stubborn donkey.

Since he had already decided to leave, Fang Ping was no longer worried and just continued to hide here to practice and recover.

"You are really a bunch of losers. So many of your fellow disciples died, but no one dared to come and seek revenge."

"If you don't dare to fight, just slit your throat and commit suicide as soon as possible, so that I don't waste my magic energy."

"What a shitty famous and upright sect, it turns out that they are just a bunch of women without balls."

"Bullshit, please don't insult women. When women are pushed to the edge, most people can't stand it. These guys are at most boneless shrimps."

"Today I have learned a lot. The disciples of the famous and large sects who are usually high and mighty can only frame their fellow disciples and bully the few with their numbers. When they meet us demon cultivators, they can only kneel down and beg for mercy and be like grandsons."

"That's right, that's right, everyone on the ground listen up, kneel down and kowtow and call me grandpa, if you dare to disobey, I will spank you."