An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Three days have just arrived, and it’s not just the demon cultivators that are blocking Fang Ping and his group from evacuating.

The demon cultivators who were blocking other monks elsewhere also evacuated at the same time.

Without the obstruction of the demon cultivators, facing the temptation of the fairy spirit stone veins, even if they knew that there were many demons and demon cultivators ahead, most of the cultivators in the entire secret realm would go there.

He also knew that once he entered the fairy stone vein area, a big melee would inevitably occur in order to compete for the fairy stone vein.

When that time comes, everyone except the Immortal Spirit Stone can be regarded as an enemy.

Not to mention that there must be a large number of demon cultivators gathering there, and there might be some terrifying trap waiting for you.

Even so, all the monks and monster masters still rushed to their destination without stopping.

Because they all know one thing, that is, there will be danger and even death if they go there, but they will have the opportunity to win the fairy stone and get amazing opportunities. From then on, the fairy road will be smooth.

It might be safer if he didn't go, but for a monk, this amazing opportunity would definitely miss him.

Watching the opportunity slip away is something that no monk is willing to accept.

"The Immortal Spiritual Stone is mine, anyone who stands in my way will die!" An old-looking Jindan monk burst out with an astonishing aura and led the younger members of his clan into the sky.

"I have endured this for many years. This time it is time for the world to see what I can do."

There was a middle-aged man in green robes. He held a long red sword in his hand and stepped into the void several miles away. Behind him were seven or eight corpses of monks. There was a small blood mark on each of their eyebrows.

"The Sun Moon Sword Sect is coming, so let me, the top ten devils, come and deal with it."

If Fang Ping heard what this person said, he would definitely look at him twice, because this person was from the Sun Moon Sword Sect.

Back then, when Fang Ping obtained the spiritual treasure from Hailong Cave Mansion, he used the Five Elements Immortal Formation to kill a prodigy from the Sun Moon Sword Sect.

The Holy Son stood in the sky, and behind him were many followers protecting him.

He was an unparalleled lunatic, dressed in white, with long hair disheveled, and a hairband made of gold wire on his forehead. In the hairband was a transparent mysterious gemstone that exuded a faint divine light.

"Let's go, let's also see the methods of the top ten demons and demon cultivators."

The Holy Son spoke calmly, his movements were natural and unrestrained, and there was no breath flowing around his body, but the person had already drifted away.

Song Wujie poked half of his head out of the thatch, looked left and right, and then retracted his head: "There is murderous intent, soaring murderous intent. The place where the fairy spirit stone veins are located will become a Shura field. It's better not to go to my little arms and legs. Go to death."

Zuo Chunqiu stood on a towering ancient tree and stared for a long time in the direction of the fairy spirit stone vein.

"Chang'er, Yun'er, you should go too... Well, I want to help you, but I'm afraid of causing you trouble."

Zuo Chunqiu smiled bitterly. He got some opportunities to improve his strength. He wanted to help Ye Chang and Luo Yun, but he was afraid that his lack of strength would hold back his apprentice.

After much hesitation, he finally took the sword and headed towards the fairy stone vein.

His apprentice is probably already gone. As a master, he cannot just watch his apprentice in danger.

Streams of light flew past them with a terrifying aura. They were in such a hurry that they had no intention of paying attention to Zuo Chunqiu.

Even if Zuo Chunqiu is alone, others are not willing to waste time on Zuo Chunqiu.

When approaching the location of the Fairy Spirit Stone mine, a large number of demon cultivators could be seen from a distance, blocking the gathering of strong men from all sides.

The two swords were at war, each of them looked angry and serious, and there was a strong tendency to draw swords against each other if they disagreed.

"Master Demon has an order. Anyone who enters the mine without permission shall die!"

A strong demon cultivator in black robe stopped in front of the monks and said sternly.

There are more and more righteous monks. Even though the demonic cultivators have gathered in advance, their numbers are gradually losing their advantage in the face of the righteous monks who are constantly gathering.

"You devil, get out of the way quickly, otherwise I can drown you with just a spit of spit."

"Who do you think you are that dares to block our way?"

"Get out of the way, or I'll kill you all!"

The two sides that were confronting each other obviously had no intention of wasting any more time, because those who came early saw with their own eyes a large number of demons entering the veins behind a group of demon cultivators.

Now that they are confronting the demonic cultivators here, all they have lost is the time they spent searching for the Immortal Spirit Stone.

"You want to stop us to buy time for your devil? That's wishful thinking."

A monk told the other party's plan, and then took the lead in throwing a bluestone magic weapon at the other party.

"We were the first to discover the Immortal Spirit Stone, and we also spent a lot of resources to open the ban. You haven't accomplished anything yet, so why do you have the face to snatch it?"

"If you want to fight for the Immortal Spirit Stone, you must first pass our level."

The demonic cultivators showed off their magic weapons one after another, and the demonic aura on their bodies was overwhelming, making all the cultivators terrified.

The demonic cultivators are of one mind and are prepared in advance to share the same hatred and hatred. The unyielding spirit when everyone is united in facing the outside world is actually incomparable to the righteous cultivators who are like a pile of scattered sand.

But the righteous monks also have their own advantages.

That is because there are many people, and precisely because they are large and unorganized and undisciplined, there will be a large number of fishermen in troubled waters.

These people are all afraid that the world will not be in chaos, and if the water is not muddied, they will have no chance to pick up the leaks.

While the righteous cultivators were still shocked by the terrifying momentum of the demon cultivators, more and more cultivators hiding in the righteous cultivator camp with ill intentions took the opportunity to use magic weapons to attack the demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators, knowing that a war was inevitable, fought back decisively.

So a war that was destined to happen started inexplicably.

"Line up the Eight Asuras."

"The Immortal Soul-Grabbing Banner, rise!"

"Black Sky Demon God, kill them!"

...

At the moment the war broke out, the demon cultivators did not even think about activating the large formation they had prepared long ago and crushed the righteous cultivators.

Some cultivators and demons who were closer and had no time to react were instantly hit hard and fell directly into the killing formation of the demon cultivators. Some people were strangled by the demon cultivators before they could even wail.

"Damn it, the Nine-Star Thunder Fire Formation, break it for me." An old man in a Taoist robe was furious. With an order, the cultivators beside him took out their magic weapons and formed a formation to meet the demon formation with billowing black smoke.

The two formations collided fiercely, one good and one evil, one yin and one yang, and it was hard to tell who would win in their collision.

"The Heavenly King's Demon Seal!"

Another strong man from an ancient tradition shouted loudly, and his fellow disciples beside him stepped on the stars, pointed at the sky and the earth, and everyone spit out a square seal.

These square seals merged together and turned into a golden jade stream, smashing towards the black giant sword condensed by the magic formation in front.

...

"Boom boom..." A series of loud noises came out, accompanied by terrifying spiritual fluctuations and tragic roars, and then several pills fell. Obviously, the battle had just begun, and a large number of golden pills had already fallen.