You can raise your hands to hold up the sky, and you can look down to overwhelm all living things.
Qin Cang pressed down with his big hand, and Aniu's body began to disintegrate bit by bit.
Although his body was in endless pain, Ah Niu's eyes became sharper and more resolute.
As their eyes met, Qin Cang's expression became even colder.
He didn't like the eyes in front of him.
Dislike very much.
Ah Niu is as stubborn as an ox, gnashing his teeth.
"Muchuan is mine!"
"We made a deal!"
"Mu Chuan said she wanted to marry me!"
boom--
Qin Cang exerted force with his big hand, and Aniu turned into a broken porcelain doll.
"You guys have made a deal?"
"Did I agree? What does Mu Chuan have to do with you?"
With his eyes stained red with blood, Ah Niu still stared at Qin Cang opposite him.
"Give Mu Chuan back to me!"
"Give it back to me!"
Seeing this scene, Qin Cang was too lazy to say any more nonsense.
The traces of Dao on his palms intertwined, and a cold murderous intent flashed in Qin Cang's eyes.
Qin Cang clapped his hands, and Aniu also swung his fist to meet him.
The bloody and tragic scene that had been imagined did not happen.
Qin Cang's big hand was blocked by a fist.
With indifferent eyes, Qin Cang looked at the overlapping figures behind Aniu with great calmness.
They came from the past, they stepped out from the void.
One figure after another kept overlapping.
A pair of eyes were still staring at Qin Cang in front of them.
The Dao marks intertwined, and eventually they all merged into Ah Niu's body.
Black and white flow, and traces of the Tao accumulate.
Aniu's eyes also began to look a little different.
A dark white ring floats and a pitch-black vortex appears.
Aniu's gaze became increasingly restrained and profound, and at this critical moment, Xia Ming's true spirit returned.
Qin Cang's big hand was actually pushed back little by little by Xia Ming's fist.
Qin Cang looked at Xia Ming in front of him quietly without changing his expression: "I underestimated you. You can even detect the abnormal fluctuation of a trace of Dao Mark. You are quite good."
"Give me back Mu Chuan's Karma Mark." Xia Ming's eyes were cold, and there was no hint of negotiation in his tone.
"If you have the guts, come and get it yourself." As soon as Qin Cang finished speaking, Xia Ming punched out directly.
Immortal bodies overlap, Dao traces accumulate, and blue dragon clouds rise.
With just this one punch, ripples appeared and the surrounding illusions were completely destroyed.
Xia Ming attacked with all his strength, but Qin Cang's body remained motionless.
Staring at Qin Cang in front of him, a solemn look flashed across Xia Ming's eyes.
"You are the true destiny within Yuanyang, right?"
"The destiny that He Niansheng obeyed is also your will, right?"
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"You will know what I want to do."
"Yuan Yang Tian Ming?"
"No, I am not just destined to be part of the Yuanyang clan."
"And I am also your destiny, Xia Ming."
The four looked at each other and attacked at the same time.
With the help of the immortals' magic, Xia Ming's attack was like huge waves.
One wave is higher than the other and one wave is faster than the other.
But even with such an attack, it was still impossible to shake the towering figure in front of them.
"You haven't even figured out your third Dao Fruit, and you dare to attack me?"
"Give you the courage? Are you worthy of Mu Chuan like this? "
"What have you done for her again!"
His eyes turned cold, and a black sun that could annihilate everything appeared behind Qin Cang.
Qin Cang opened his five fingers and pressed down with one palm, and all the traces of Dao on Xia Ming's body turned dim.
"Go and become a Taoist."
"You are the next Haozai Yuanyang."
"This is your destiny."
"You can't save Mu Chuan, only I can save her."
Qin Cang slapped Xia Ming with one palm, and he fell directly into endless darkness.
The world of truth and falsehood collapsed, and there was only endless darkness all around.
There was a deathly silence, endless.
There is no end in sight.
The Dao mark was getting dimmer and dimmer, and Xia Ming's consciousness was getting lost.
Qin Cang's big hand not only exiled Xia Ming's true spirit, he also slammed the colorful fish into the Nine Fields.
Haozai Yuanyang is no longer of any use, so Xia Ming is Qin Cang's next candidate.
After integrating the Dao fish surrounding Xia Ming's true spirit into the Nine Fields, Qin Cang casually reshaped the Yuanyang Qujing.
Looking at the direction where the three Dao Lords were going away, a hint of coldness flashed across Qin Cang's eyes.
"It's time to clear all of this up, and the remaining blood in Yuanyang Realm should also be eliminated."
“Ho Jae Won Yang…please don’t let me down.”
"You'd better catch me some big fish."
"otherwise……"
While he was murmuring, Qin Cangfang summoned True Lord Tunri again.
"Look after that kid. I'll be back soon."
"If anything happens, just activate the Dao Plate without hesitation."
Nodding vigorously towards Qin Cang, Tunri immediately agreed.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Tunri will definitely help you guard the Dao Plate of Creation. Nothing will go wrong."
After taking a deep look at Sun-Swallowing Master, Qin Cang disappeared at the end of the galaxy.
After Qin Cang left, Tunri escaped into the Nine Wilds, found a quiet place, and lay down in his nest.
……
The darkness was endless, and Xia Ming could feel his will gradually fading.
Xia Ming knew that if he continued like this, he would become the soil that nourished the growth of something.
His Taoist body, his Taoist fruit, and everything he has will be completely annihilated.
In that case, let's sacrifice it.
How can we build without destroying?!
How can you get a chance of survival without burning your boats?
With a firm mind, Xia Ming directly activated the Dao Fruit in his body.
"Sacrifice the fruit of samsara to me!"
In an instant, the cycle of reincarnation collapsed, and the terrifying traces of reincarnation spread wildly around.
In a trance, the world seemed to be coming into being and disappearing, and even the endless darkness like death was instantly illuminated.
Without waiting for the reincarnation mark to continue spreading, Xia Ming took advantage of his clear mind and directly used the mark to perform magic.
"Immortal Technique! Daokong Samsara!"
After the reincarnation fruit, Xia Ming continued to destroy the true and false fruits of the Tao in his body.
"Immortal magic! Mirror Flower and Water Moon! Immortal magic! Water Moon Cave Observation!"
"I look at the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, and the reflection is my true self as usual!"
Several magic spells were activated one after another, and a rippling water surface like a silver moon quietly emerged in front of Xia Ming.
Without any hesitation, Xia Ming crashed into the water headfirst.
Crash headfirst into the sky in the water.
Push away the world of reincarnation with your palms.
……
call--
huh-huh-
A sticky smell of blood wafted in the wind.
I opened my eyes, supported the ground with my hands, and saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere.
Before Xia Ming could react, an excited roar suddenly came from the distance.
“Roar, roar, roar! There is actually a living person here!”
"It looks like he crawled out from a pile of dead bodies!"
"I'll take your head! Come! Come! Help me practice!"
"You have done good deeds in your past life to die under my sword!"
"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"
As the laughter rang out, Xia Ming also saw clearly the appearance of the guy opposite him.
He was riding a warhorse, holding a saber, and wearing red armor.
Feeling the blood and energy fluctuations coming from the red armor, Xia Ming almost regarded the man in front of him as a demon.
Behind the man, Xia Ming saw dozens of red-eyed armored soldiers holding swords.
Without exception, they all carried an extraordinary aura of evil.
That kind of murderous aura cannot be created by killing one or two people.
It's obvious that these people are not good people.
When Xia Ming looked into the distance, the man in blood-armor had already rushed in front of him.
Just when the man was about to savor the look of fear in Xia Ming's eyes, he saw Xia Ming's incomparably calm eyes.
There was not a trace of fear in those eyes, only calmness and a hint of disdain.
"Good good!"
"You're the first person who dares to look at me like that."
"That's fine too. Let's take a good look at who killed you!"
"If I kill you, my evil spirit will increase by one point!"
As the man swung the knife, a whirlpool quietly formed in Xia Ming's eyes.
"Twist the knife! Behead! Suicide!"
As soon as Xia Ming finished speaking, the saber in the red-armored man's hand chopped off his own head at a strange angle.
In order to completely decapitate the person, the man even twisted his hands into a knot. The blade flashed, and the head fell to the ground.
Staring at the head of the person falling in front of him with his eyes open, Xia Ming's brows furrowed slightly.
"Who studied this way of cultivation?"
"Qi and blood nourish evil spirits, and evil spirits strengthen qi and blood. If we continue to kill like this, what's the difference between us and those bloodthirsty beasts?"
As Xia Ming was looking around, the armored cavalrymen in the distance could no longer sit still.
How could a martial artist die just like that?
Die by your own saber!
If I tell this to others, who would believe it?
"It must be a demon cultivator who is causing trouble! He is confusing my mind! Kill him!"
At the command of the leader, the other cavalrymen immediately mobilized their energy and blood and followed with swords in hand.
The earth was shaking in the distance, and Xia Ming calmly grabbed a handful of gravel on the ground.
Throwing the rubble into the headless martial artist's body, Xia Ming activated his magic.
——【Immortal magic! Sowing beans turns into soldiers!】
The immortal's words came out, and the traces of the Tao wandered.
The martial artist's body was seen shaking continuously.
The next moment, several little men with blood-armored armor broke out of the body.
Dancing, beating his chest and stamping his feet, and screaming.
After taking a look at Xia Ming, those villains immediately rushed towards the distance to kill him.
The little man in red armor attacked, trampling on the ground with his iron hooves, causing sudden chaos.
"Damn! What the hell is this!"
"Ghost cultivator! This must be the ghost cultivator's child zombie!"
"Ah! Brother! Save me!"
"Brother! It bit my butt!"
"Stop barking! It's biting me!"
"Brother! Let me help you chop it off!"
"You cut it wrong!"
……
After a while, everything was calm.
Stones return to stones, flesh and blood return to flesh and blood, it is so quiet.
The immediate crisis was resolved, and Xia Ming was able to take a good look at his own condition.
Xia Ming had previously blossomed three flowers of the Great Dao, which meant that he could produce three fruits of the Great Dao.
In order to avoid being transformed into Tao by Qin Cang, Xia Ming sacrificed the true and false Tao fruits and the reincarnation Tao fruits.
By performing magic at the cost of two Dao Fruits, Xia Ming successfully escaped from danger.
Turn the virtual into the real, reflecting the moon in the water.
Only then was Xia Ming able to return to the world.
Looking inward, Xia Ming discovered something was wrong.
The two Dao fruits he sacrificed did not seem to have completely disappeared.
The remaining traces of the Tao were scattered within the Tao body, entangled with each other, and merged with each other.
They seemed to be forcibly restrained within the Taoist body by some force.
"Could this be the restraint of the third Dao Fruit?"
"The traces of truth and falsehood, and reincarnation are still there, so there is still hope for the Dao Fruit to condense."
"The Immortal Law of the Void Reincarnation can cover up my vitality. Now that Qin Cang is gone, I have to hurry up and become stronger."
"Yuan Yang... should be able to hold Qin Cang back for a while. I can't pin my hopes on him."
"In addition to dealing with Qin Cang, I also have to protect Jie and Qi..."
"I must firmly establish my position as the Immortal Lord!"
Xia Ming raised his hand and directly pulled out the remaining soul of the man in blood-armor.
Extracting souls and taking away memories, looking back over ten thousand years, after a moment, a solemn look flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.
"So many years have passed? How many of the Nine Realms have been destroyed?"
"The battle of Lu Chen? Is this also the work of Wanfa and Mangya?"
"There are actually immortals in the Nine Realms? It seems that Yuan Yang is really dying."
"Ghosts, warriors, inner alchemy, qi gathering, are they practicing the outer world method?"
"Or... are they the medicine of the Great Dao?"
"Their long-lasting Dao veins may be able to make up for the Dao scars in my body."
"Since Wu Fu is the first one to come, let's start with him."
"My time is running out."
……
Of the nine regions of the world back then, only the four continents of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest remain.
The rest of the world either shattered into the sea of darkness or sank completely.
The place Xia Ming was going to was Ji Hai City, the easternmost city of Dongzhou.
The East Pole waters are rich in dragon blood whales.
This item has extraordinary significance for the practice of martial artists.
From the memory of the red-armored warrior, Xia Ming obtained a very valuable piece of information.
The Lord of Jihai City, Lin Wuji, has a special relationship with the warrior in Changcun Realm.
There are also rumors that the warrior gave Lin Wuji an extraordinary thing.
With the help of this thing, Lin Wuji sat firmly in the Dongji Sea.
Go east until there is no road.
Along the way, Xia Ming didn't see any familiar traces.
All he saw were charred houses and blood-stained cracked earth.
The land is barren for thousands of miles and no one lives there.
Only the warriors who came and went whistling were searching for the remaining lives.
The warriors killed everything they could, and they even killed each other.
Just to nourish the evil with blood, and to strengthen the blood with the evil.
At the end of the avenue, there is a blood-red wall that seems to cover the sky.
The three big characters on the top of the city wall were soaked in blood into the darkness.
——Ji Hai City.
Outside Jiuhai City, Xia Ming saw an even more insane scene.
A warrior with bare upper body was cutting meat with a knife.
For Wu Xiu,
This is their way of showing off their power.
Eat what you eat.
Seeing Xia Ming approaching, the shirtless warrior slowly put down the meat in his hand.
The shirtless warrior opened his bloody mouth with a wide grin.
"I know you."
"You killed six of my Rangers."
"That's one hundred and twenty lives!"
"If I don't kill you, how can I explain to my brothers?"
As the murderous aura surged, the shirtless warrior's eyes turned red.
Picking up the blood-stained machete beside him, the shirtless warrior walked towards Xia Ming step by step.
This guy was extremely strong and bulky, and he pressed forward step by step, with an overwhelming aura.
Before taking action, the shirtless warrior asked one more question.
"What do you practice?"
"Why can't I see your roots?"
"A demon? Or a ghost? A person who gathers Qi? Or a person who steals pills? You can't be a warrior, right?"
Xia Ming stood still slowly, a cold sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"What am I cultivating?"
"I am cultivating the way to become an immortal."
Hearing the word "immortal", the shirtless warrior laughed.
"Become an immortal? Then should I call you an immortal?"
"Hahahahahahaha!! Brothers! Have you ever heard of immortals?"
"Becoming an immortal? What is an immortal? What does an immortal mean? Is there anyone in this world who cultivates immortality?"
"Who has ever heard of immortals! Who has ever seen immortals!? Immortals are dead!"
"My Immortal, my Immortal! Your era has passed."
"I really want to have a taste of what it's like to be an immortal!"
"Die!"
Without any warning, the shirtless warrior attacked boldly.
Thunder roared in an instant.
The wind suddenly rose and the silver light shone.
The cold blade light had reached Xia Ming's shoulder.
With red light shining in his eyes, the shirtless warrior longed for a fountain of blood.
This slash of sword made the sound of wind and thunder.
If he doesn't stop it, he will definitely die!
The next moment, the warrior's knife stopped before the two fingers of Xia Ming's left hand.
The slender two fingers directly blocked the warrior's giant blade.
From beginning to end, Xia Ming's hair didn't move at all.
Looking at the warrior in front of him, the curve of Xia Ming's mouth became increasingly cold.
"You've never seen an immortal?"
"You will see it today."
Rolling up his sleeves, Xia Ming waved his right hand towards the warrior.
Staring at Xia Ming's slender white fingers, the shirtless warrior suddenly felt his heart darken.
A life-and-death crisis enveloped him.
He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.
Xia Ming clenched his right hand, and the shirtless warrior exploded into a ball of blood mist.
The sky was filled with blood foam, blowing towards Ji Hai City.
Bathed in the blood mist, the warriors were silent.
There was a dead silence in front of Jihai City. (End of this chapter)
