After Master Tongxuan finished speaking, he looked at Ning Ping deeply, nodded slightly, and said no more.
"Boy, thanks to you, I can take this opportunity to return to the Immortal Realm and save myself from losing a Spiritual Division. This will save me countless years of hard training! You're a good guy, quite to my liking. Remember to come find me when you return to the Immortal Realm!"
Just as they were rising higher and higher, the voice of Demon Ancestor Hun Tian also sounded in their minds.
“Haha, that’s better!”
Ning Ping firmly believed that the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian could ascend to the fairyland, and he also had an inexplicable liking for him.
As for what he said about the loss of his soul, he had vaguely sensed during a previous conversation with the other party that the immortal world also attached great importance to the integrity of the soul.
Even injury to the soul is a serious matter.
Of course, the higher Ning Ping's cultivation level, the more he realized the importance of the soul.
A cultivator with a powerful soul may not be able to go very far.
However, all cultivators who can cultivate to a high level have powerful spirits and souls.
"Have a safe journey, everyone!"
The monks below kept waving goodbye!
An inexplicable sadness also emerged in everyone's heart.
It is not jealousy, but a lament for the difficulty of achieving immortality.
Wu Chuxun and his three companions flew higher and higher, each on their own side, and were getting closer and closer to the huge vortex.
At this time, they also became a small black dot, and their contrast made the hugeness of the vortex more prominent.
In front of the huge vortex that covers thousands of miles, the monks are like ants.
Coupled with the colorful colors rendered by the brilliant light, people feel their hearts are shocked beyond words.
Just after they turned their heads and waved for the last time, they all merged into the huge vortex.
Ning Ping used his Hongyun Spirit Eyes to look into the distance.
At that moment, they turned into four beams of light, dragging long shadows and disappeared into the vortex.
When they disappeared, the entire vortex quickly closed, and in the blink of an eye the entire passage was completely closed.
Then the light quickly disappeared, as if something was moving away quickly.
After only a few breaths, the entire sky fell into darkness.
In an instant, the original paradise on earth of the entire holy land no longer existed, and an extremely depressing feeling permeated everywhere.
This was the result of this great battle. Because the red light eclipsed the sun, the entire holy land fell into darkness.
Of course, this is exactly the purpose of the previous series of actions.
Fortunately, this little darkness has almost no impact on the monks with extraordinary vision.
"Do you think this war is over?"
But at this moment, a voice that resounded through heaven and earth suddenly rang out.
"Haha!!! What a joke! Since you started this war, I have the final say on when it ends!"
In an instant, everyone's energy surged, and they looked around vigilantly, as if ready to take action at any time.
Many of them had always believed that Immortal Lord Luo Kun had died.
Now that I heard his voice again, the tension in my heart reached its peak.
The scene of the previous battle happened just before, and everything is still vivid in my mind.
"Don't worry, he's just a remnant soul that escaped by chance. There's nothing to worry about!"
Ning Ping gave a sarcastic smile and tried to comfort everyone.
"If he really had the strength to fight again, he would have shown up long ago. Why bother with this verbal battle?"
After hearing this, everyone's faces brightened up. Of course, although they still had doubts in their hearts, this was obviously not the time to ask.
"Luo Kun, you bastard, if you really have this ability, why don't you show up and let's have another fight!"
At this moment, Ning Ping's heart moved and he provoked the other party.
"Hmph! Little bastard, I'll spare your life today, so what? One day, I hope all of you will remember this battle!"
Immortal Lord Luo Kun roared in frustration.
"Don't worry! I'll remember this well, and we'll seal this place off tightly so you can experience what it's like to be imprisoned!"
A deep smile appeared on Ning Ping's face as he continued to provoke the other party.
"Alright! Alright! Alright! All of you, just wait and see. One day, the people from my Holy Land will flatten the entire cultivation world! Everyone will become a slave of my Holy Land, and you will all live like dogs!"
Luo Kun Xianjun spoke word by word, and it was not difficult to tell from his words that he was on the verge of going berserk at this moment.
Then his breath disappeared, and no matter how Ning Ping stimulated him, he did not react at all.
"Ning Ping! Do you want to find it out?" Su Yijian asked with murderous intent.
"It's no use! We can't find him if he's hiding here. We just need to trap him!"
Ning Ping shook his head slowly, and of course he would not tell anyone the details.
"Okay! We should go back too!"
At this time, Hu Buwei looked around cautiously.
The other monks were just like him, still on high alert.
"That's right! It's time for us to get out of here!"
After saying that, Ning Ping raised his hand and threw out the teleportation array disk.
In fact, there is no need to worry at this moment. At this moment, there is no power in the holy land that can compete with their group.
After making slight adjustments and placing the spirit stone, the entire teleportation array suddenly lit up slightly.
Everyone stepped on it one by one. When they left, the teleportation array seemed unusually spacious compared to when they entered the holy land.
Everyone was silent at this moment, with heavy expressions on their faces.
The teleportation array suddenly lit up, and a beam of light pierced the sky.
Everyone, including the teleportation array, disappeared in an instant, and the altar returned to its former tranquility.
But now it is dark and cold.
Just as the group disappeared, Ning Ping vaguely saw a dark shadow emerging in the distance.
The black shadow was condensed by Immortal Lord Luo Kun.
At this moment, he looked at the empty space in front of him with a grim face.
At this moment, the entire holy land fell into darkness again, and this feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.
Looking around at the desolate and desolate ice field, the anger in my heart could no longer be suppressed.
"ah......"
An angry roar resounded throughout the holy land, making all the monks in the holy land silent.
Standing on the cold ice, Immortal Lord Luo Kun felt colder in his heart than the ice under his feet.
"It seems I was too kind before. Fine! I'll let you know the consequences of an immortal's anger!"
Immortal Lord Luo Kun's face was distorted as he stared at the dark sky and muttered to himself.
"You think you can stop me with your mere mortal bodies? You're just dreaming!"
"I will make all of you slaves forever, the lowest kind of slaves!"
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