The Path to Immortality

The twentieth breath of the Burning Blood Secret Technique!

Seeing Fang Ping's surging aura begin to decline, as if he could not support it and the effect of the secret technique could end at any time, Tianluo Taoist became more and more confident, as if he had seen the moment of killing this great enemy.

He was extremely experienced in fighting, and while turning back to chase and kill, he maintained a safe distance from Fang Ping.

He had to wait until the Purple Sun Burning Blood Secret Technique was completely over and Fang Ping was extremely weak before taking action!

In a blink of an eye, another few breaths passed.

But at this moment, Tianluo Taoist suddenly felt a weak fluctuation of the talisman power.

Top-grade basic talisman [Earth Sinking Talisman]!

Once this talisman is deployed, it will leave a secret trap-like spell on the ground.

As long as someone approaches, it will be automatically triggered to trap the enemy tightly.

If it is in full bloom, this arrangement may not be able to hide from Tianluo Taoist's perception.

But now Tianluo Taoist had used up all his necromancy, and the wound on his head left by the Taixu sword energy had not yet completely healed. He had also experienced the reversal of pursuit and counter-pursuit, and his mood was so agitated that he was unable to detect the trap set by Fang Ping in advance.

The power of the khaki talisman burst out instantly.

Although the Yanluo Step was exquisite, it was not omnipotent after all.

The ground collapsed, forming a solid prison, trapping Tianluo Taoist for a short time.

"Oops!"

Tianluo Taoist was shocked by the unexpected attack, and smelled the smell of something bad.

He used the remaining mana to attack the ground-sunk prison with all his strength.

The effect of a mere superior basic talisman was not worth mentioning. In just a few breaths, he could...

"Have you been fooled?"

Fang Ping found that Tianluo Taoist turned around and started to chase him as he expected, and finally fell into the trap, and he was relieved.

It seemed that the explosive state had ended and he was in an unprecedented weakness. His momentum surged again, and he instantly returned to the ninth level of Qi training!

——The previous weakening of his aura was just a trick.

Fang Ping's Purple Sun Blood Burning Secret Technique had actually been maintained. He just used the Condensation Technique to temporarily suppress his realm, making it appear that he was exhausted and the secret technique was terminated early.

Now, the identities of hunter and prey have been reversed again.

The decisive moment has arrived quietly!

"Damn it! I've fallen into a trap!"

Tianluo Taoist's soul was in great fear. In a flash of lightning, he did not hesitate to suffer the serious consequences of his soul being damaged, and tried his best to forcibly condense the second [Soul-Calming Seal]!

With the advantage of his own secret technique, he would definitely wake up before Fang Ping, and he would have enough opportunities to escape or kill.

But Fang Ping, who had taken the lead, mobilized the strength of the ninth level of Qi training before he could use the Soul-Calming Seal and hit the strongest blow!

The red magic power of the Purple Sun Sutra gathered into a mighty wave and rushed towards Tianluo Taoist.

Taoist Tianluo had no choice but to launch the second Soul-Suppressing Seal that he had hastily condensed.

Almost at the same time!

This invisible and intangible secret technique hammered Fang Ping's soul.

Fang Ping screamed in pain as if his soul was crushed, and instantly lost consciousness.

Without his guidance, the Purple Sun Burning Blood Secret Technique was forced to end.

Some of the mana that had not yet dissipated lost its dominance and then ran wild in the body, causing Fang Ping's meridians and dantian to suffer serious injuries in an instant.

But Taoist Tianluo also paid a huge price for his desperate move.

Because the strength of the soul was not enough to launch the Soul-Suppressing Seal continuously, this second Soul-Suppressing Seal actually hurt himself first and then the enemy!

The injuries and pain his soul endured were no less than Fang Ping's.

And Fang Ping's first-hand attack brought destruction to Taoist Tianluo, who was trapped by the Earth Sinking Talisman and unable to dodge.

The Water and Fire Garment that was previously broken by the Taixu Sword Talisman was completely shattered under the bombardment of the red mana.

The aftermath almost tore the body of Tianluo Taoist to pieces, and he could no longer be seen in human form.

The battlefield of fierce fighting returned to silence.

It was as if they were going to die together.

Half a cup of tea later.

The unconscious Fang Ping's body moved slightly, showing signs of waking up.

But on the other side, another magic weapon [Blood Soul Stone] that Tianluo Taoist had used for sacrifice was also constantly exerting its effect.

The pure blood stored in it continuously poured into Tianluo Taoist's almost lifeless body, allowing him to recover little by little!

The broken body shook, and his chest began to rise and fall again.

A moment later.

In the big pit formed by Fang Ping's last full-strength attack, Tianluo Taoist's body shook like a broken sack, and supported by his only remaining leg, he actually stumbled out of the pit!

"You're still alive?"

Fang Ping, who had barely woken up from his coma, was a little desperate while being surprised by the strength of this demon cultivator.

However, at this last moment, he suddenly remembered that he still had a trump card.

"Dahei, go!"

He barely gathered a little thought and sent a message to Dahei, who was trembling in the spirit beast bag.

After receiving the master's order, Dahei was afraid, but the dragon blood flowing in his body and the instinct to protect the master after the blood contract made it bravely jump out of the spirit beast bag.

"Dare to hurt the master, fight!"

The young black scaled dragon, whose strength has not yet entered the middle stage of Qi training, howled and rushed towards Tianluo Taoist, whose face changed again. He used his sharp claws and sharp teeth, which had already begun to take shape, to bite his body fiercely.

"How is it possible...actually...a black scaled dragon at the third level of Qi training..."

Taoist Tianluo looked like he was crying, laughing, or crazy.

Normally, he could kill dozens of monster cubs of this level with just a snap of his fingers.

But at this time, he had run out of energy and met a young beast!

The elite of the inner sect of the majestic Nascent Soul Sect [Fantasy Demon Sect] and the true disciple, he was defeated by only half a move, but one day he would die in the mouth of a monster beast in the early stages of Qi training. This was simply a travesty.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he didn't have any extra mana left.

In desperation, Dahei bit his throat completely and divided the body into countless segments.

He was almost crushed to ashes, and even if the Blood Soul Stone's power was incredible, there was no way he could be saved again.

"Ouch!"

Seeing that Dahei had finished his last-ditch attack and had dealt with the only powerful enemy he had ever seen in his life, he took the storage bag that was originally hanging on Taoist Tianluo's waist in his mouth and ran back to claim credit for himself. Fang Ping could only I felt that my hanging mood was completely relaxed.

"Finally... it's over!"

His energy and blood were severely depleted, his body was haggard, and he had no strength at all. He lay on the same spot and relied solely on his will to prevent him from fainting again.

After taking a few breaths, he struggled to take out the exquisite blood coagulation pill he had made from his storage bag, and swallowed it with the blood in his mouth.

The elixir enters the mouth and melts quickly.

The pure medicinal power continued to repair his injuries, allowing him to barely cheer up.

"No, although this place is on the outskirts of the Tainan Mountains, monks are far less common than near Bailu Immortal City. However, the noise of the previous battle was too loud, so there is no guarantee that no monks will be alerted and come to spy."

Fang Ping, who knew he had to leave as soon as possible, was about to stagger up when he suddenly noticed that the Black Linjiao turned its head warily and roared into the woods nearby.

His heart sank, and he turned around and looked over.