"Who!" Upon hearing this, the monk's whole body trembled violently and he turned his head to look at him in disbelief.

On the side of the hill below, I saw a young monk in a green robe looking at me with a mocking expression.

The cultivator suppressed the shock in his heart, and with his eyes turning rapidly, he looked at the unbreakable formation shield.

After his expression changed several times, he had no choice but to fly down.

"I don't know how I have offended you, Senior!"

After calming his mind, the monk carefully observed Ning Ping, and a sense of familiarity emerged in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Offensive! Haha, you really offended me!"

Ning Ping did not take action immediately. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and responded softly.

"You...you...you are Ning Ping, no! Senior Ning! I'm Guo Yi, nice to meet you, Senior Ning!"

It seemed that Guo Yi had recognized Ning Ping, and his face turned pale.

But at the moment, he couldn't beat the other party, and driven by the desire to survive, his words became more respectful.

"That's right! It seems you've recognized me. I don't need to explain why I came to you! Haha!"

Ning Ping nodded in satisfaction and chuckled.

As he was speaking, bursts of rumbling sounds could be heard faintly from the depths of the cave, which made Guo Yi even more uneasy.

Ning Ping took advantage of the other party's confusion and two colorful whirlpools quietly appeared in his eyes.

When the other party reacted, two colorful whirlpools appeared in his eyes. After a slight struggle, he began to spin rapidly.

In his eyes, Ning Ping also emanated bursts of light.

Moreover, as the light grew brighter, it became impossible to look directly at it, as if the Holy Lord in one's mind had come in person.

So he couldn't help but bow his head respectfully.

Nowadays, when it comes to the power of the soul, it is no exaggeration for Ning Ping to say that he has crushed the opponent.

Therefore, even if the opponent is also a cultivator in the fusion stage, they can successfully control the opponent.

"Let me ask you, does the Holy Light Church have any branches in other places?" Ning Ping couldn't help but curl his lips slightly when he saw the other party's state.

"Replying to you, Senior! There are three more branch offices, and this is also the most secretive headquarters!"

"Give me the address!"

Following Ning Ping's order, the other party honestly told the details of several addresses.

"Is your cultivation level the highest here?"

"Yes!"

"What other sects are under our control?"

"Nine Star Gate, Locking Heart Tower..."

The monk told every detail, including some secrets.

Hearing that more than a dozen forces were involved, Ning Ping couldn't help but frown.

There were also some secret questions that were asked one by one.

Sure enough, that grand holy light had already begun, even before the demise of the Dian family.

But precisely because of this, Ning Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It seems that it will take a long time for this holy light to affect the monks.

But the trouble lies here. Although I know that there is something wrong with Yangguang, I can't stop it at all.

Monks always have to go out, and no matter how careful you are, you will still be affected by the holy light over the years.

It's just a matter of time.

"How do we get in touch with the holy land?" After getting almost the whole picture, Ning Ping asked the question in his mind.

But who would have thought that when the other party heard this, a familiar scene appeared. A hint of doubt appeared in his eyes, and then his whole body began to tremble slightly.

It looked like he was struggling violently inside, and the light inside his body suddenly flashed.

Then the colorful vortex in his pupils disappeared, turning into clarity and overwhelming anger.

"Despicable! How dare you use such a despicable method on me! My Holy Lord will never let you go!"

Seeing this, Ning Ping thought to himself that it was a pity, but he had already expected this, otherwise he would not have asked it until the last minute.

"Oh! That's only possible if he can come out!"

"Haha, the Holy Light is everywhere. One day, everyone will convert to my holy land. Just wait and see!"

As he spoke, he mobilized all his energy and stared at Ning Ping with fear, ready to make a last-ditch effort.

"Don't rush to seek death! I'm curious about how you got in touch with the Holy Land!"

Ning Ping did not hide it. He felt that even if he knew about it, it would be difficult to stop it.

"Haha! Haha! But what's the harm in telling you? Holy light is everywhere. You can't stop the progress of my holy land..."

For a moment, the monk didn't finish his words and swung out with the sword in his hand.

"Humph... You actually dared to attack me! You're so brave!"

Following Ning Ping's cold snort, a strange wave suddenly flashed by.

Long whips of lightning instantly appeared from the void. As soon as they appeared, they flashed and swept towards the sword that was coming down.

"Sizzle..."

With a sharp sound, long whips tightly wrapped around the sword, and then the lightning whips snapped straight up, fixing it in mid-air.

Then Ning Ping's eyes suddenly focused, and a flame suddenly emerged from under the opponent's feet, wrapping up his whole body as soon as it appeared.

This is exactly the realm of fire that has been mastered after refining dragon pills over the past few hundred years.

Of course, when dealing with an opponent of the same realm, there is no need to use the barrier at all, it would be a waste.

"ah......."

A scream was heard from the flames.

Immediately afterwards, surging waves of water surged out of the monk's body and rushed directly towards Ning Ping.

"I really feel like I haven't died enough!~"

Ning Ping sneered when he saw this, and with a thought, a series of purple lightning arrows and a small black arrow flew out from his body.

“Sizzle…”

After the purple thunder sword hit the opponent's huge wave, a large purple light immediately burst out, and the entire surging wave was instantly spread by the purple thunder.

"ah......"

An uncontrollable scream rang out, and while his whole body was paralyzed, the purple thunder arrow and the soul-devouring arrow penetrated into each other's body at the same time.

A pure spiritual power, along with the powerful suction of the Soul-Devouring Arrow, continuously flowed into Ning Ping's sea of consciousness from the void.

The howling sounds gradually subsided and eventually turned into silence.

Under the multiple attacks, the monk had no power to fight back.

If Ning Ping hadn't wanted to try some of his own methods, the opponent would not have been able to withstand his attack at all.

At this time, Ning Ping was looking at the scorching sun above his head quietly, and recalling the other party's last words in his mind.

Just as he thought, if nothing unexpected happened, it was probably the message transmitted through this holy light.