There's something wrong with my immortal path.

The sword destroyed Shituo City.

The place where beasts are buried and their bones are buried.

Later generations recognized it.

This is an unquestionable victory.

The annals of later generations spared no effort in describing this battle.

Because the impact of this battle on the future is too profound.

Some people say that this battle accelerated the end of the age of immortals and demons.

Some people say that this battle reshaped the overall situation of the world.

Because of this battle, the inherent pattern of the Three North Lands was directly broken.

The backbones of the extreme northern wilderness tribe were broken by the hammer.

It kicked off the human counterattack.

Then it would be difficult for Extreme North to compete with the Sword of Zhongji.

Until Taishang Niansheng suddenly emerged and established a separate empire.

There are even more unique ones who give this battle a new meaning.

They believed that this battle had a profound impact on that person.

Not only is his strength growing, he is also becoming more mentally mature.

It’s just that the name of this battle is not the Great Victory of Yuandaojiang.

But - the prologue battle.

Of course, later generations prefer to call it the final battle rather than the prologue battle.

Because during this battle, that person began to move towards the front of the curtain little by little.

……

Standing next to the huge pit, Xia Ming's pupils continued to tighten.

In that instant, he went through everything that happened during this period.

Then, Xia Ming suddenly realized.

No wonder, no wonder this Yuandao territory has always been as stable as Mount Tai, calm and composed.

It turned out that all this was part of his plan. From the beginning, he had no intention of regaining Daoshiduo City.

From beginning to end, Zhidao City has been a trap!

A time bomb!

When Xia Ming was shocked, a group of monks had already rushed down.

Yuan Daojiang and the Black Scale Army took the lead, and the monks could no longer contain their inner restlessness.

Lights of various colors intertwined and flickered, and the clear sword chants continued to sound.

The roaring and roaring sounds are endless.

The earth trembled and spiritual energy surged.

When the smoke and dust were everywhere, Xia Ming saw several terrifying figures breaking through the blockade of cultivators and running straight into the distance.

Looking at it intently, Xia Ming's body trembled suddenly.

The Eight Cauldron Mahayana desolate beasts are so terrifying!

In such a terrifying impact, they can still survive!

The figures that escaped were clearly the mountain masters of the far northern tribes.

The giant gray wolf that rushed out first was none other than the master of Rouxuan Mountain.

But at this moment, Lord Rouxuan is no longer as domineering as before.

Its shiny gray-white fur was now extremely dark.

What's even worse is that there are still many wounds on its body.

The sword wound on his shoulder was almost bone-piercing.

The sword energy permeates the air, like maggots in the tarsus!

In a short period of time, Master Rouxuan Mountain could not heal at all.

What's even more terrifying is that there is a scarlet blood hole in its lower abdomen.

The scalding blood was like the flood that burst the embankment, flowing downward desperately.

After Master Rouxuan jumped out of the pit, he ignored the monks around him and fled straight to the north.

stab-

After Rouxuan, the sound of swords sounded.

With a flash of clear shadow, Yuan Daojiang went straight towards the master of Rouxuan Mountain to pursue him.

Looking at Yuan Daojiang's retreating figure, Xia Ming was stunned.

He looked at the anti-thief sword nestled in his arms.

Xia Ming was speechless.

Big brother.

What's the fuss about?

Haven't you got your sword yet?

Ignore that fellow Yuandaojiang.

Xia Ming looked at several other figures.

A big scorpion with green hair on its back, as strong as a hill. With a slap of his big hand, the sky and the earth were darkened.

Da Zhi roared and charged, and actually broke through the black scale army's blockade formation alive.

Don't dare to fight, after fighting through the passage.

The big green-haired bear ran wildly along with several little bear bears covered in blood.

And behind this big green-haired beast, there were also a group of monks biting hard.

The foreshadowing of the Taoist Immortal, the blessing of the burial of bones, and the nourishment of the Great Wall of flesh and blood.

The collapse of Zhidao City was no joke.

Even the desolate beasts in the Eight Cauldron Mahayana Stage cannot escape intact.

No, the mountain masters in the far north were severely damaged. How could the human monks miss such a good opportunity?

Following the big green-haired beast, several wild beasts broke out of the deep pit one after another.

The Master of Fuming Mountain, who had the body of a horse and the head of a dragon, devoured several monks who blocked the road before also rushing away.

After Fu Ming, there was another giant-horned stag hidden in black.

The giant deer stepped on the flames, but several Seven Cauldron human race major cultivators were unable to stop it.

Its sharp horns, which were like steep mountain peaks, penetrated several monks one after another.

At this moment, a shrill eagle cry sounded again.

The sound was frightening, and the wind and clouds were shaking.

But I saw a huge three-headed goshawk soaring into the sky.

The goshawk was covered in blood, and behind it were several Lords of Corpse Tuo City who were chasing after them. This goshawk is not simple!

The goshawk dropped a drop of black blood, which actually turned a Nascent Soul cultivator in front of Xia Ming into a pool of blood.

The bones of the corpse are wasted away, the path of death is destroyed, and the Nascent Soul has no escape!

A Nascent Soul cultivator died like this!

Holding the rebel in his arms tightly, Xia Ming took a few steps back.

Horsey!

If that drop of blood were just a few more strands.

I don’t know who died yet!

While frightened, Xia Ming found that the situation around him became increasingly weird.

Instead of being afraid, the monks rushed towards the pit one after another.

You know, the blood, flesh and blood of Huangshou are all excellent materials!

Driven by desire.

A group of monks risked their lives and charged bravely.

Every wild beast!

Kill without mercy!

Cut off the bones to get the marrow, peel off the skin and squeeze out the blood!

In the battlefield, except for the Zhidao Black Scale Army and the other immortal soldiers, they could still stick to their camp.

The other aristocratic families have already lost control...

Yes.

The building has collapsed and chaos has broken out.

Whether it is the human race or the tribes in the far north.

In the final analysis, it is just a fragile alliance of interests.

Who can trust whom?

Profit comes first, let's fight on our own.

While Xia Ming's thoughts were floating around, the two little donkeys inside him couldn't sit still.

Pulling the blood-red turntable frantically, the two demons tried to attract Xia Ming's attention.

Xia Ming asked directly as his consciousness penetrated the middle dantian.

"What's the matter?"

The moment he sensed Xia Ming.

Atun ran over directly.

【Owner! Owner! 】

[Master, why don’t you swallow the essence and blood of wild beasts to strengthen your body! ? 】

【Master has become stronger! Atun can also become stronger! 】

[Aten also wants to contribute to his master! 】

[The master protects Atun! How can Aten enjoy peace? 】

After taking a deep look at Atun, how could Xia Ming not guess what this guy was thinking?

It's a lie to show allegiance, he just doesn't want to be the little donkey in the pubic area.

Glancing at the unusually humble Hong Luo, Xia Ming knew that this guy must have contributed to this.

When the idea came to his mind, Xia Ming was stunned again.

Absorb blood?

Strengthen yourself?

Hongluo is the path of blood, Atun is the path of eating...

The two of them seem to be fused together?

Am I overthinking this?

After taking a deep look at Hong Luo, Xia Ming stopped talking.

"Stop hiding it, tell me quickly."

"When you become stronger, help me catch more donkeys, and I will let you out."

After hearing Xia Ming's words, Hong Luo stopped hiding it.

【Owner! 】

[Aten and I are the retinue of the master! 】

[Whatever we know, the master will naturally know too. 】

[As long as the owner puts his palm close to the body of the wild beast...]

[The great path between Atun and I will naturally help the master refine blood essence and strengthen his physical body. 】

Hearing this, Xia Ming's eyes suddenly condensed.

"Hongluo..."

"You mean, your Tao and Atun's Tao merged with each other in my body?"

"Atun's path was originally a one-time thing, but with your blood path it becomes different?"

Hong Luo leaned over and bowed, his attitude was respectful.

[Reporting to the master, that’s exactly what happened. 】

Looking at Xia Ming who was smiling but not smiling, Hong Luo immediately added another sentence.

[I think it’s probably because the master is the body of a true immortal! 】

[Only the unique body of a true immortal! 】

【Only to achieve this miracle! 】

【Destiny in this world! Must return to the owner! 】

[The master is the True Immortal of Reincarnation! 】

Listening to Hong Luo's words, Xia Ming's eyes flashed.

The body of a true immortal?

maybe.

Who can tell?

Slowly opening his eyes, Xia Ming looked directly at the bottom of the pit.

"If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed for it; if you don't take it, you will suffer the disaster!"

"Now that fortune has arrived..."

"Then I have no reason to refuse."

He raised his head and looked up at the dark sky.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Ming rushed straight down. (End of chapter)