He defeated the Great Ancestor of Dongshan with one such a record, Xia Ming is proud enough among all the Dao Lords in the Heavens.
While everyone was shocked, Xia Ming was frantically activating all the wonderful transmission beads.
In order to perfectly stimulate the movement, Xia Ming even used his own Dao Fruit to bless the transmission Dao trace.
"Go, go, go! You have to elbow!"
"If you don't elbow me now, I'll really die!"
Xia Ming knew very well that Dongshan Dazu had not suffered much trauma.
The reason why he retreated was because of the feather beacon of Hua Daotian!
The feather that was refined by Hao Zai Yuanyang has become a poisonous thorn!
This poisonous sting reminded Dongshan Dazu of his old friend.
His mind was confused.
The Donghu Taoist Refining Bureau has been broken.
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan no longer had any scruples.
Next, all of you will face the furious Great Ancestor of Dongshan!
As Xia Ming expected, when the Taoist body stood still, the eyes of Dongshan Great Ancestor were already filled with murderous intent.
The murderous intent was raging like a wildfire, burning wantonly, majestic and uncontrollable.
"Huadaotian! Damn Huadaotian!"
"You are actually from Huadaotian!"
"Die to me!"
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan roared.
The surrounding traces of the Dao also collapsed bit by bit.
Next, you will face a king who plows the court!
A giant, crazy boar that rushes around in an invincible manner.
When the Great Ancestor of Dongshan suddenly rose up, the transmission mark in Xia Ming's body also roared violently.
The East Lake Refining Bureau has been broken, and all the wonderful transmission beads can naturally operate smoothly.
Without any hesitation, Xia Ming immediately used his magic to shrink the distance into an inch.
The surrounding scenery was refreshing rapidly, but Dongshan's big hand hovering over Xia Ming's head remained the same.
The overall situation of Donghu has been broken, and there is no hope for the Daoguo to grow stronger. How can the Great Ancestor of Dongshan miss Xia Ming again?
It seemed that Dongshan’s big hand was about to fall.
Xia Ming directly used the Wanfa Daohen to bless the teleportation effect.
All things are always bright!
A miracle has arrived!
boom--
The Great Patriarch of Dongshan clenched his hands.
The golden light collapsed and diffused around.
The Great Patriarch of Dongshan only caught a fake body.
With the help of the golden cicada escaping from his shell, Xia Ming escaped into the air.
With his big hands clasped in the air, the Great Ancestor of Dongshan then looked towards the Taoist Master Jinshan who was not far away.
In just a split second, Dongshan Dazu's eyes had turned blood red.
However, Jinshan Daojun had been completely enveloped by the teleportation marks at this moment.
He was not activating the Dao Mark, but suppressing the transmission Dao Mark.
Obviously, the teleportation beacon in Jinshan's body is far stronger than the one in Xia Ming's body.
The purpose of Jinshan Daojun suppressing the transmission mark is also very obvious.
He wants to see Dongshan Dazu again.
Killing can only be done with a nod of the head.
How can it be as long as the years of heartbreak?
"The great ancestor of Dongshan, Zhu Tuxi, was brave and brave. He traveled across mountains and seas, and his fame was unmatched."
"Farewell, Great Ancestor. We will meet again if we are destined to do so."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinshan disappeared.
Behind the Golden Mountain, several Taoist masters activated the transmission beacon.
For a moment, everyone in the Fourth Heaven felt in danger.
A ruthless killing began.
After all, someone has to bear the wrath of Dongshan Dazu.
But you guys didn't expect that the first person that Dongshan Great Ancestor attacked was his own son.
With a wave of his hand, he killed several adopted sons of Dongshan Dazu.
All traces of the Dao Lord were completely swallowed up by the Great Ancestor of Dongshan.
"Ancestor! What are you doing!?"
"Grandfather! I am your adopted son Kui Li!"
Before Taoist Kuili could finish his words, Great Ancestor Dongshan swallowed him in one gulp.
As the crazy killing began, the terrifying pressure around Dongshan Dazu continued to rise.
At this point, the adopted sons of Dongshan Dazu knew what was going on.
The next step in the journey will be for Dongshan Dazu to walk alone.
The so-called adopted son?
What a shitty adopted son, he’s just food for the family!
What’s even more terrifying is that all of the adopted sons have stayed in Jingdadong Mountain.
This means that even if they escape into a rat hole.
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan can also dig them out.
Of course, Dongshan Dazu did not favor one over the other.
While killing all the adopted sons, the Taoist masters along the way were also killed by the Great Ancestor.
Is it the end of the matter if we escape from Donghu Lake?
Do not!
Far from it.
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan began to plow the yard.
Kill from east to west, plow from south to north.
The fourth heaven has turned into a quagmire.
Many Dao Lords were left with nowhere else to go and were forced to leave the Fourth Heaven.
But, is it so easy to leave the fourth heaven?
Going to the third heaven is going against the current.
Once the flow goes against the flow, the Dao Mark will be in chaos and there will be no recovery.
It is extremely difficult to reach the fifth heaven!
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan killed people at will, and the heavenly tribulation of the fifth heaven is no longer the same as before.
The heavy snowstorm stretched across the sky.
If you force your way into the heavenly tribulation, there is a high chance that you will survive.
But even if there is a slight chance of survival, it is better than staying where you are and waiting to die.
Hence, a group of Dao Lords began to rush into the vast snowstorm one after another.
The thunder roared and shook the sky.
There was a boom.
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan descended directly from the sky.
Looking at the boundless snowstorm ahead.
The gaze of Dongshan Dazu was as cold as a knife.
"Boy, I have memorized your breath."
"Run, run, let's see how far you can run!"
"Even if you hide in the Ninth Heaven, I can pull you down!"
Before he finished speaking, Dongshan Dazu walked straight into the heavy snowstorm.
Thousands of winds and snows were ruthlessly shattered by the terrifying energy before they could even touch his body.
Even though the fifth natural disaster was several times more intense, it could not stop the Great Ancestor of Dongshan.
……
Just at the moment when Dongshan’s big hand grabbed it.
Xia Ming truly felt the pressure of life and death.
The Great Ancestor of Dongshan is too strong.
At the very least, he is not someone that Xia Ming can contend with now.
The mountains are high and the sea is deep.
The mountains and seas are so magnificent, and the world is so beautiful.
With the accumulation of several generations, there are many amazing Taoist masters in the major realms.
Fortunately, with the blessing of the Dao Fruit of All Things, the teleportation trace still took effect.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the scene before him made Xia Ming gasp again.
The massive snowstorm seemed to be as huge as the heaven and earth!
The heavy snow is like a knife, cutting into bones inch by inch.
Facing the heavy snowstorm, Xia Ming's soul trembled slightly.
Xia Ming felt a chill, a chill that penetrated deep into his soul.
As the coldness permeated, the Dao Marks in Xia Ming's body showed signs of stagnation.
"Damn it! Why am I here?!"
"Why am I in the middle of a snowstorm!?"
"Could it be that Jinshan lied to me?"
When Xia Ming's thoughts collided, Black Crow's voice also sounded at the right time.
[Daoyou! The big pig from Dongshan plowed the fields and cleared the land. The balance tilted and the scope of the heavy snowstorm expanded a lot.]
[The great disaster is over, and there are countless difficulties. Fellow Taoists, please be careful! 】
Xia Ming's memory is extremely good. He heard the cry of Hei Ya, "Big Pig from Dongshan".
He also remembered the scene in which the Black Crow and the Mountain-piercing Snake were confronting each other during the chaos in East Lake.
Before, Hei Ya said that he didn’t know a big shot like Zhen Yutian.
But it is familiar with the black snake.
Black Crow is a guy with evil intentions... We must be on guard against him.
In fact, Xia Ming didn't mind letting it stay here forever.
As if sensing the murderous aura surrounding Xia Ming, Hei Ya Fang quickly spoke again.
[Thanks to the nourishment from my fellow Taoists, I was able to open the shackles of my memory and recall more things.]
[To be honest with you, I have had a rift with the Black Mausoleum of Chuanshan for a long time. It was it that led me into that dangerous place from which there is no return! ]
[Now that Chuanshan has died at the hands of Daoyou, Daoyou has fulfilled one of my greatest wishes.]
[Black Crow, I pay my respects to my fellow Taoist once again…]
With its wings spread, the black crow was extremely respectful.
As Black Crow acted like this, Xia Ming's eyes became increasingly darker.
Standing in the wind and snow, Hei Ya felt that Xia Ming's murderous aura was even colder than the wind and snow.
The black crow knew that it had to throw out bait to awaken Xia Ming's thin layer of fellow Taoist feelings.
[Daoyou helped me kill the Black Scale of the Mountain. Black Crow has nothing to repay you, but I do have some Taoist cultivation methods to share with you. ]
[As the saying goes, one can polish jade with stones from other mountains. Perhaps you can learn something different from this? ]
After taking a deep look at Hei Ya, Xia Ming's expression became complicated.
"Write it down."
write down?
Actually wrote it down again?
Looking at Xia Ming's swirling eyes.
An extremely bold idea suddenly came to Black Crow's mind. Could it be that... his Dao Fruit was related to his eyes?
Eyes?
Maybe... I can eat it!
Hey hey!
Suppress the greed in your heart.
The black crow pulled out its black feather and directly scattered it to infuse the Taoist text.
In order to stabilize Xia Ming, Black Crow took out a real treasure.
As Xia Ming read the scriptures, his expression changed slightly.
The practice of Taoism is still divided into two paths: mountain and sea.
The mountain path refines the traces of the Tao.
Take the path of refinement and seek ultimate strength.
The sea path derives the path marks.
Follow the path of grandeur and seek the boundlessness of the ocean.
Most of the experiences in cultivation written by Hei Ya are about the methods of the mountain path.
As his thoughts wandered, Xia Ming remembered the words that the East Lake Turtle had given to Hei Ya.
——[Traces of the Dao from the sky, immortal rhyme of the Dao].
From this, it can be seen that the trace of Dao that condensed into the black crow's body is extremely strong.
While Xia Ming was thinking, the black crow beside him sighed deeply again.
[Daoyou! There is no such thing as mountains and seas in the world. In fact, all of this is forced out. ]
[In the other shore, every trace of Dao among you must be carefully calculated and used to the best effect. ]
[Someone thought about open source, and then he found the way of the boundless ocean. ]
[Some people want to save money, and the extreme mountain road has emerged again. 】
Xia Ming's thoughts wandered, and he immediately added Hei Ya's words.
After doing all this, Xia Mingji looked at the black crow beside him.
"The natural disaster is fierce, you'd better hide behind me."
Spreading its wings and lowering its head, the black crow's figure turned directly into flowing black mist.
After sealing off the black crow's perception, Xia Ming once again focused on the mountain and sea cultivation experience in front of him.
After his mind calmed down a little, a vortex quietly appeared in Xia Ming's eyes, and wisps of golden light kept flowing.
Little by little, Xia Ming felt the mysterious throbbing with all his heart.
Thoughts in my mind collided violently.
What Xia Ming saw was also constantly distorting and changing shape.
He saw a mountain.
A steep mountain.
A mountain that reaches the sky.
There is a temple on the mountain, and in the temple there is an old monk telling a story to a young monk.
"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"
When Xia Ming's mind was shaken, the two monks' heads actually overlapped.
One big, one small, the two monks turned into a gourd.
The gourd stood upright, wrinkled and twisted, swaying.
There seems to be light inside, majestic and unstoppable.
The gourd turned into a stove again.
The flames are hollow and the flames are dancing.
The gourd grew facial features and legs and feet.
Staggering, Hulu slowly walked towards Xia Ming again.
As Xia Ming's eyes trembled, the gourd actually spoke again.
【The gourd says, the gourd says, the gourd is not stupid. 】
【My child, you are obsessed. 】
【There are no mountains and no sea. 】
【Everything is false.】
【Hurry and go back to the vine with Grandpa. 】
[Hang on for a few thousand more years, and you will be ripe. ]
……
The illusion shattered and the Taoist body trembled.
Xia Ming's pupils also shook violently.
"wrong!"
"This is a trap!"
"That bastard Black Crow is lying to me!"
"No! Maybe Black Crow has gone astray as well!"
"Mountains and seas are not the sky!"
"The mountains and seas are always under the sky!"
“The sky takes into account the height of the mountains and the vastness of the sea!”
"The Dao Fruit must be nurtured! The Dao Mark must also be continuously condensed!"
“I have to find my own way to heaven!”
Xia Ming's heart was firm, and all the illusions around him disappeared.
There was a whirlpool in his eyes, and this time Xia Ming saw something different.
The ink is soaked, and an ink painting scroll slowly unfolds.
How lonely the mountains and rivers are, how desolate the world is.
Only one person's heart can withstand the cold years.
The mountains and rivers were stained by ink, dimming and eventually turning into a silhouette.
A figure walking away from the viewpoint.
Xia Ming looked intently, and the figure was slowly turning back.
Then, Xia Ming actually saw himself.
The back figure is himself.
【Encompassing all the heavens, the Great Dao leads only to immortality. 】
[Daluo... become an immortal. 】
When the voice came, Xia Ming's body shook violently.
At that moment, Xia Ming understood everything.
"Daluo! Daluo! The true great way encompasses all the heavens!"
"Everyone, help me make Luo Tian grand!"
"Ten thousand calamities will refine your heart, sharpen your indestructible Dao marks!"
“My ways are not in other people.”
“My path is under my feet.”
“My Word is in my heart.”
boom--
Taking a step forward, Xia Ming withdrew his defenses and walked directly into the vast snowstorm.
The sharp Dao mark surged over, and a huge millstone shadow slowly emerged behind Xia Ming.
The nine circles of the big mill fit together like gears, firmly protecting Xia Mingdao's body.
The snowstorm washed away the huge millstone, and Xia Ming's body began to tremble constantly.
The Taoist body trembled, and wisps of black air floated out.
Xia Ming has consumed a lot of Daojun Daohen during this period.
There is a lot of resentment hidden in those Dao marks.
Take the essence and discard the dross.
Continue to condense and make use of it for your own benefit.
This is the right way.
Seeing this scene, Black Crow was so shocked that he was shaking.
[Damn it! What is this! How can his way be so weird! ]
[He actually used natural disasters to hone his Dao body and Dao marks! ]
[He is seeking death! ]
[When he dies... maybe I can steal his eyes! ? ]
[Don't worry! I'm not in a hurry at all! ]
[You can’t eat good things in a hurry! 】
With this mentality, Black Crow watched quietly.
One day, two days, three or four days.
Xia Mingdao's body did not collapse.
Instead, it became more condensed.
As his Taoist body became more condensed, Xia Ming's aura became much stronger.
Even the severe snowstorm could not drive the nine millstones to operate at full capacity.
【damn it! 】
[This kid exudes an indescribable evil nature! ]
[What kind of secret is hidden in his eyes!? ]
[Why did the Chuanshan guy target him? 】
[What exactly is his Dao Fruit! ]
[Why can't I see through his Dao fruit? ]
[And why was he able to take on Cang Wu's Dao Mark? ]
When Black Crow was puzzled.
Xia Ming also slowly stopped.
There is a halo swirling behind him, with traces of Tao running through it.
The essence of Tao is diffused, and all colors float and sink.
It’s so magnificent, the immortal has arrived.
Xia Mingdao stood still, and the wind and snow around him suddenly stopped.
His pupils narrowed slightly, and at the end of his vision, Xia Ming saw an extremely strange existence.
It was a towering tree that blocked out the sun and the sky.
The trees are towering, with lush branches and leaves, and stars shining between the branches.
Under the stars, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and resentment is rising to the sky.
In this huge snowstorm... there are still trees! ?
What the hell is this! (End of this chapter)
