Seeing that Ning Ping had murderous intentions, Wu Chuxun immediately added another sentence.
"If you ascend to the immortal realm, as long as your cultivation is high enough, you may be able to resurrect Shen Qingyao! I have already collected her magic weapon, and there is still a trace of her soul in it."
As soon as these words came out, Ning Ping was stunned.
Ning Ping's expression changed for a long time before he calmed down.
"real?"
"Really? When have I ever lied to you?"
"Okay, I believe you!"
When Wu Chuxun heard Ning Ping's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Very good. The Dao is ruthless. If you want to continue on the path of immortality, the most important thing is to know how to make choices. I am very pleased that you can think this way!"
At this point, Ning Ping simply told Wu Chuxun that he had a fire spirit deep underground, as well as some of his own thoughts.
Wu Chuxun was also very surprised after hearing this. He really didn't expect that Ning Ping had this backup plan.
After careful consideration, he was very happy and even improved it for Ning Ping.
The decision of whether to kill or not has finally been made.
Ning Ping finally resisted the temptation to use the heavenly tribulation to kill the clone of Immortal Lord Luo Kun.
It is better to face a known opponent whose strength has been greatly weakened than to face an unknown powerful opponent.
Besides, even if we kill his clone and completely destroy the altar.
But both of them believed that Immortal Lord Luo Kun would definitely have a way to come again, it was just a matter of how much it would cost.
Right now, if for no other reason, it is precisely to continue to weaken the opponent's strength.
You have to know that he has nowhere to escape because of the lock of the heavenly calamity. He doesn't even dare to run out of the periphery of the altar for fear of triggering a larger-scale heavenly calamity.
With such continuous consumption, even if it wants to recover, it will take many more years.
Secondly, I don’t want the other person’s clone to disappear so easily, so as to make the other person suffer more.
But we also have to leave a trace of his soul to escape, so that we can proceed with the follow-up.
But now that the tribulation is almost over, it’s time.
"Alright! Time to stretch my legs. I'm horny and thirsty!"
At this time, the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian could no longer hold back. If Wu Chuxun had not stopped him, he would have killed him long ago.
Several people disappeared one after another, and when they reappeared, they had already surrounded the Immortal Lord Luo Kun.
Even though he had already noticed the intentions of several people at this time, he was too weak to stay away.
"Alright! Remember this, I will repay you many times over for the humiliation I suffered today!!!"
Seeing that he could not escape, Immortal Lord Luo Kun simply accepted his fate and stood up straight.
Prepare for the coming attack.
In fact, he had wanted to end it all a long time ago, but he endured the humiliation and did not end his life because this clone was too important to him.
If this clone disappears, who knows how many years it will take, and many things are not always as we wish and cannot be controlled by us.
As long as there is a trace of my soul left, it is enough! This is why I have persisted all this time.
"What! You want to die? It's not that easy!"
At this time, no one else took action, and the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian directly slashed out with a demonic blade filled with demonic energy.
Looking at the astonishingly powerful attack, Immortal Lord Luo Kun's whole body flashed with light again, and the white jade plate in his hand also moved forward to meet it.
But the radiance on him at this moment was no longer the same as before.
"Bang..."
When the two collided, Luo Kun's clone flew backwards.
But before he landed on the ground, a long whip transformed from thunder came towards him.
“Sizzle…”
"ah......"
Ning Ping used the Thunder Whip, and with the dancing lightning snakes, he knocked the originally arrogant Immortal Lord Luo Kun to the ground.
"Bang..."
Luo Kun, the paralyzed Immortal Lord, was unable to gather his internal energy and was knocked unconscious after being thrown to the ground.
At this time, there was a violent surge above the nine heavens.
“Click…”
A bolt of lightning struck down at exactly the right moment.
Upon seeing this, Immortal Lord Luo Kun's expression changed drastically, and he instantly became a little more sober.
As he exerted all his strength, an extremely pure spiritual energy from the altar beneath him once again surged into his body.
At the critical moment, under the urging, the originally dim jade plate in his hand flashed with light again and rushed towards the lightning.
"boom......"
With this blow, the jade plate exploded and turned into a sky full of light.
And in the light, a black lightning still relentlessly struck the Immortal Lord Luo Kun who was lying on the ground.
"snort......."
Immortal Lord Luo Kun let out a muffled groan, trying his best to endure the thunder raging in his body.
The Immortal King has his own dignity, and he doesn't want his embarrassed appearance to be seen by the people around him.
Seeing Ning Ping and others easily take on another terrifying thunderbolt, Immortal Lord Luo Kun almost bit his teeth off.
Once upon a time, I, a dignified immortal, had fallen to this state!
This anger also turned into overwhelming resentment. I have persisted to this point and must withstand their desire to laugh at me, so let them watch.
As long as I can survive, all the humiliation is worth it!
Sure enough, they did not attack again!
That’s right!
They just want to laugh at themselves, and they must be thinking of killing themselves in the end.
Then if I leave a trace of my divine consciousness behind, I should still have a chance.
Immortal Lord Luo Kun simply collapsed to the ground without any concealment, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth from under his body quietly flowed into his body again.
But where he couldn't see, Ning Ping's mouth corners were slightly raised, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.
However, there was a hint of ferocity in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian. He raised his hand and a magic blade flew out again.
“Puff…”
The devil's blade passed through Immortal Lord Luo Kun's arm without any obstruction.
The severed arm exploded into nothingness in the surging demonic energy.
The Immortal Lord Luo Kun, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain and glared at him fiercely.
Although he looked like this on the surface, he was secretly happy in his heart. Just as he expected, they were torturing themselves.
I also vaguely guessed another intention of several people.
It's not only about torturing himself, but more importantly, trying to weaken himself, and finally kill his own clone in one fell swoop.
But how could they know that I would never give up this place!
Even if this clone of his was destroyed, his original body would sense it and would definitely send a more powerful clone.
But that would be too much trouble. I just need to retain a trace of my soul. As long as I don't die from the thunder, I will be an immortal here!
With this idea in mind, Immortal Lord Luo Kun felt at ease.
