The Path to Immortality

Although the size of the green fire was nothing compared to the huge purple lightning sword. But the power contained in it made Yin Yuli dare not be careless.

He did not hesitate to consume his mana and urged the purple lightning sword to cut it down!

The moment the purple lightning and green fire collided, a huge explosion swept over a radius of more than 100 feet.

Under the explosion, the already damaged Bi Bo Fu Mo Array trembled again. The array patterns of several sub-array flags had dimmed a lot, and the operation of the array was obviously not as smooth as the initial one.

If the Bi Bo Array Flag, which served as the main array flag, was not a spiritual weapon taken from the first-level large array, the array would be more seriously damaged at this moment.

However, Cui Ming and Yin Yuli would be hit even harder by the aftermath.

Especially Cui Ming, who was relatively weak and responsible for defending the attack of the Bi Bo Fu Mo Array, bore almost all the impact of the aftermath. His body shook violently, and his breath instantly weakened a lot.

However, since the fight had reached this level, it was impossible for both sides to hold back.

Yin Yuli gritted his teeth, urged the remaining mana in his body, and activated the already dimmed purple lightning sword talisman for the third time, vowing to kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

Almost at the same time, Fang Ping, who was in the center of the formation, made the same choice as him.

In the dantian, the pale golden mana lake that was filled in the past had been consumed by more than half at this moment. But Fang Ping didn't care about these at all. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and he activated the Qingdeng talisman with only one strike left.

The remaining Great Sun True Law mana poured into the Qingdeng talisman like a rising tide, brewing the last blow.

After a short accumulation, the blue and purple lights burst out almost at the same time!

Amid the chaotic sound of waves, the barrier and light column generated by the Green Wave Demon Subduing Formation suddenly lit up for a moment as if it was a last ray of light.

Then, the restrictions generated by the formation flags suddenly exploded, announcing the breaking of the Green Wave Demon Subduing Formation.

At the same time, the Green Lantern Talisman in Fang Ping's hand finally exhausted its last bit of power and turned into ashes.

Due to the protection of the formation, the aftermath of the two talisman bombardments had little impact on him.

It can be said that at this moment, Fang Ping still retained most of his combat power except for the great consumption of his mana.

But the situation of the two demon cultivators was much worse.

Although Yin Yuli used the Four Symbols Order in time to block the impact at the last moment, his own mana was almost exhausted, close to the state of running out of oil.

Fortunately, he finally broke through the formation siege!

He was so discouraged that he could not think of revenge at this moment. What he blurted out was: "Go!"

Then, he immediately activated the Phantom Demon Escape Technique, soared into the sky, and fled to the north.

Cui Ming was stunned. He did not expect his senior brother to make such a weak decision.

He hesitated for a moment before he set off to follow.

But just as the two of them flew up, Fang Ping's figure had already stopped them.

Letting the tiger go back to the mountains will bring endless troubles!

While raising his hand to cast several first-level talismans, Fang Ping condensed the blood and qi in his body and cast the Xuanyang Blood-Transforming Flying Needles!

With the help of his spiritual sense, more than ten tiny blood-colored flying needles shot out.

With the talismans covering in front and the spiritual sense covering in the back, these flying needles can be said to be extremely secretive.

If it was in his prime, Yin Yuli might be able to detect subtle clues.

But at this moment, his combat power was only one tenth of what it was. When he took out the talisman from the storage bag and blocked Fang Ping's attack, more than ten flying needles had quietly flown in front of him!

A subtle puffing sound was heard!

Yin Yuli's body was pierced by the flying needles, and then blood burst in his body.

His face froze, and despair appeared in his eyes.

If it were an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, he would have been killed by this blow.

But Yin Yuli had mastered the magic art of Blood Grudge, and his physique and blood were no worse than those of ordinary body-building cultivators.

With the support of his last breath, he urged the Heavenly Evil Sword under the resentment and anger in his heart and launched the final blow at Fang Ping.

I must take someone with me even if I die!

However, how could Fang Ping give him this opportunity?

He was cautious and had no intention of relying on the body-building technique to bear it.

After all, the body is a precious raft for crossing the world. Before achieving the Daojun of the God of Transformation and being able to live in the world for a long time with only the Yuanshen, it is best not to be damaged at all unless it is absolutely necessary!

As his body retreated violently, he pinched the magic formula and condensed four rays of scorching sun and mysterious light flew out one after another.

——In the past two years, Fang Ping has not been idle in the practice of the scorching sun and mysterious light spell besides practicing.

These four rays of mysterious light are the results of the past two years!

Under his control, two of them passed through a pale golden arc and launched the final attack on Yin Yuli; the other two rays of Fiery Sun Mysterious Light surrounded himself and slowly rotated, forming an active defense barrier that could be activated at any time.

If it was the full-strength attack of the Heavenly Evil Sword before, the Fiery Sun Mysterious Light alone would probably be difficult to resist.

But at this moment, facing Yin Yuli's hasty and dying struggle, the two rays of Fiery Sun Mysterious Light were more than enough.

"Bang! Bang!"

The Heavenly Evil Sword collided with the Fiery Sun Mysterious Light in succession. Relying on the power of the middle-grade spiritual weapon, although it forcibly repelled the two rays of Fiery Sun Mysterious Light by one step, it also exhausted its last strength and stopped in front of Fang Ping's mana shield, unable to hurt him at all.

At the same time, the other two rays of Fiery Sun Mysterious Light instantly sank into Yin Yuli's chest and flew out from behind him.

The dissipated true fire gushed out from the wound, burning this elite of the Illusion Demon Sect to ashes!

At this time, Cui Ming had already driven the escape light to run a hundred feet away.

Are you kidding? As a qualified demon cultivator, who would care about the lives of his companions?

Seeing that Fang Ping's strength was beyond imagination, at this time, of course he had to run away as soon as possible!

"Still want to run?"

Fang Ping's eyes were slightly cold, and the Lieyang Xuanguang took back Yin Yuli's storage bag, and also put away the Tiansha Sword that had lost its owner's control and was suspended in the air. Then he drove the escape light and chased at full speed.

The magic escape method practiced by the green robe demon cultivator was of superior grade, even higher than Fang Ping's fierce wind escape.

In addition to the realm suppression, even if Fang Ping briefly burst out the fierce wind secret technique, he could not catch up with Yin Yuli.

But the only remaining demon cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building was different. The escape method he practiced was relatively ordinary, and his cultivation was also average. With the burst of the fierce wind secret technique, Fang Ping was confident that he could catch up with him little by little!

After half a cup of tea.

The distance of more than a hundred feet was shortened by Fang Ping little by little.

Seeing Fang Ping chasing him, Cui Ming, who once thought he was safe, looked ashen.

If he was also a member of the Immortal Sect, he might still have a glimmer of hope, handing over the storage bag in exchange for the other party letting him go.

But now the relationship between the Ten Thousand Demons League and the Immortal League is like fire and water, and his fate is almost doomed.

At this moment, Cui Ming seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up.

While desperately escaping, he shouted to Fang Ping: "My fellow Taoist, as long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to tell you a secret plan of the Ten Thousand Demons League in exchange for my life!"

The plan of the Ten Thousand Demons League?

Fang Ping sneered. How could he believe the words of the demon cultivator?

If he was a Jindan cultivator and mastered some soul-searching spells, he might be able to capture this person and forcibly search his soul and torture him.

But Fang Ping was only in the early stage of foundation building, not enough to search his soul. Then the words of this demon cultivator were meaningless to him.