There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 352: Brother Jindan Taoist Prince.

The two cranes screamed in unison, and the four cultivators were horrified.

At this moment, Xia Ming seemed to have divine help.

Under the blessing of He Liu and He Jiu, Xia Ming's soul became stronger and stronger.

When the soul is stabilized, the Qinglong Taoism arises again.

The blood elixir accumulates and the spiritual energy surges.

Holding the Evil Dragon Dao Spear tightly, Xia Ming poured the spiritual energy in his body crazily.

In Xia Ming's hands, the Nielong Dao Spear was completely full.

The spear trembled, and several evil dragon phantoms were completely inspired.

The strong wind swept across, the nine dragons formed pillars, and went straight to the top of the head to seal and kill.

With just one shot, the three weapons flew out upside down.

The blood-stained banner was torn apart inch by inch, and the black and yellow cauldron glowed dimly.

And the large seal with missing corners was broken into two halves, and its inner aura was completely destroyed.

With such a heavy weapon, the fourth cultivator of the royal weapon had his spiritual energy backfired, his true spirit dimmed, and his figure suddenly stagnated.

After exhausting his spiritual energy, he swung out a spear, and the golden light flowing around Xia Ming's body dimmed by more than half.

But Xia Ming didn't want to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The golden light shone, and Xia Ming quickly moved towards the fourth cultivator.

While the big hands on the back tightly grasped the Eight Cauldrons, Heliu and Hejiu each bit an overhauler.

The slender crane's beak ignored the physical body and bit directly into the monk's soul.

With one bite, he pulled hard, and a large piece of soul was swallowed by Shuanghe.

The origin of the soul suffered such a heavy blow, and Bading Daxiu's eyes immediately went dark.

Fighting opportunities are rare, Xia Ming's energy and blood roared, and with the help of the physical body's momentum, the Tao gun in his hand regained its sharpness.

The evil dragon trembles, the strong wind is biting, the Eight Cauldrons are repaired with no bones left, and the spirit cannot escape.

Then, the four big golden hands behind Xia Ming also blasted the monks in their hands into a ball of blood mist.

The blood mist filled the air, the golden light disappeared, the sound of the crane faded away, and Xia Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

The blood mist of the collapse soaked into Xia Ming's clothes bit by bit, and in an instant, the battle situation turned around.

Three Badings died and their bodies disappeared, leaving only one who fled in blood escape, and was extremely embarrassed.

Bading is dead, so the rest are naturally nothing to fear.

Death is especially bloody.

In the end, the wind died down.

Looking at the blood-stained black robe at the center of the battle.

All the thieves who were stealing on the road stood respectfully and paid attention.

One person can fight against four Mahayana monks.

Kill three, escape one.

The first disciple of the sub-saint is so terrifying!
Lotus born thirty-seven, if it doesn't sing, it will be a blockbuster!
He must have been hiding his capabilities and biding his time in those previous years, right?

Such forbearance and ambition are simply terrifying!
Given time, Liansheng Thirty-Seven may not be the second Yashenghun Daozi!

At the same time, on top of the high wall of Jingtong.

The burial sign is handsome, with dark eyes and hidden thoughts.

And Wang Sheng, the right general on the side, directly crushed the heavy city bricks in his hands.

With his eyes tightened, Wang Sheng was already a little out of breath at this moment.

Suddenly, the hidden wound on his right arm started to hurt again.

The threads are woven into the buttons, like maggots on the tarsal bones, following each other like shadows.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Shengwu walked off the high wall.

The slender figure is hidden within the city wall.

The devil inside is waiting for an opportunity.

【kill him! We have to find a way to kill him! 】

[If he doesn’t die, how can we feel at ease? 】

[If he doesn’t die, when will we show up! 】

【go! kill him! 】

……

At the foot of Jingtong City, the situation was closed.

Hand the Evil Dragon Dao Spear to Qinglong Daozi.

Xia Ming's eyes narrowed and he grabbed the little donkey hiding in the dark.

【quack! What a big pot! You are so awesome! Ga...]

When Ga Meiga came out, Xia Ming fired his punch and hit the little donkey's head directly.

Bang Bang picked up the little donkey's head with two punches, and Xia Ming's back molars were almost broken.

"Spit it out quickly! Don't make me whip you!"

"Spit it out for me quickly!"

After being distracted for just a moment, Xia Ming realized that something was missing.

The big seal with missing corners, the blood-stained battle flag, the small black and yellow cauldron...are all gone!

In front of him, the successor of the Thieves Saint on the road, naturally no one among the thieves dared to touch him.

No one dared to touch it, but the thing was gone, so there was only one possibility.

Stolen by a dog!

Got eaten by that dog and donkey!

Punch after punch, in the horrified eyes of the thieves.

The little donkey couldn't hold in his breath, straightened his legs, and passed out neatly.

As if he was not relieved, Xia Ming punched the guy again.

After one punch, Xia Ming kicked him again.

Seeing this scene, all the thieves on the road became even more fearful.

They will not forget that in the city lord's mansion that day, Liansheng was holding the big black dog and crying bitterly.

How long has it been, just a few days, for this guy to be able to treat his beloved pet like this?
Powerful, with an amazing background, and moody!
Such a lotus grows like a tyrant!
This person is not to be messed with.

……

After this battle, the Lord of Liansheng City became unparalleled.

No one in Jingtong City dared to criticize Liansheng Thirty-Seven's past.

After all, this moment is the other moment.

The current Liansheng Thirty-Seven is no longer the troublemaking little devil he was back then.

Today, he deserves the name of the first disciple of Aya.

Even the upper echelons of the bandits on the road fully affirmed Liansheng's achievements.

There must be reward for meritorious service, this is the principle of stealing on the road.

Xia Ming obtained the "Great Thief Scripture" from the Gong Shi chapter after receiving the Ya Sheng's password and passing it on to the general.

Refining the stealing scripture, integrating it with itself, and then blessing the stealing bone.

Xia Ming got his wish and became a tribute to the thieves on the road.

There are even rumors that the Daoshang Pirates internally plan to designate Liansheng Thirty-Seven as the number one tribute scholar.

Such rumors are definitely not groundless.

Everyone also knows that the rise of Liansheng Thirty-Seven has become irresistible.

Then, under the operation of Daoshang bandits, the battle outside Jingtong City began to become more and more evil.

Although the rumors are not credible, there are still survivors who experienced this battle personally.

Liang Lugong just said that something was not right with Si Liuming.

The Bading Daxiu who escaped through blood escape said that Si Liuming was crazy.

Si Liuming was not only crazy, but his immortal magic also sprouted a pair of huge crane heads.

One word spreads to ten, and ten spreads to hundreds. At this moment, the Bone Burial Sea is quite lively.

Passed from person to person, the rumor quietly became interesting.

Some people say that Si Liuming grew a crane head by practicing evil methods.

Some people say that Si Liuming became an immortal!

Some conspiracy theorists say that Si Liuming is the reincarnation of Immortal Jingtong!
Regardless of the rumors, one thing is universally acknowledged.

Jingtong Crown Prince Si Liuming is very strong now!
If you want to take advantage of Jingtong Shituo City, you have to carefully weigh your own resources.

One proactive attack brought long-term stability to Jingtong City.

This is to hit with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches.

……

Didn't pay much attention to the rumors outside.

Inside the city lord's mansion, Xia Ming patiently digested the results of this battle.

The first is the distorted Jingtong Immortal Technique, which does not seem to have much harm at present.

The blessing of immortal magic can actually make up for the shortcomings of the soul, and can also provide a guarantee for the outbreak of Qinglong Taoism.

Of course, this method also has major shortcomings.

First of all, this method has great uncertainty. Currently it is [three heads and six arms]. How about continuing to deduce it?

What will happen?
Will one day Xia Ming turn into a giant crane?

Xia Ming himself didn't know this.

In addition, this style of immortality is very noisy.

Cranes like to chatter, quack, and are easily distracted.

After all, Xia Ming couldn't change the minds of those cranes.

He could only coax.

In addition to Jingtong's immortal magic, Xia Ming also condensed the true dragon mark.

With the mark on his body, Xia Ming is qualified to open the Dragon Gate Heavenly Palace and continuously sublimate himself.

Staring at the green dragon mark in his body, Xia Ming instinctively thought of the so-called destiny mark.

The two seem to have something in common...

Could it be that this true dragon mark also encourages killing each other to strengthen itself?

Is it really natural selection and survival of the fittest?
One person turns into a dragon and the rest become bones?
While his mind was in a state of flux, Xia Ming unexpectedly received another bone-stealing message from Taoist Soul.

[My disciple Liansheng, come back. 】

[I will teach you the soul method of the Great World and give you the mark of destiny. 】

Seeing this, Xia Ming's soul trembled suddenly.

Finally you are here!
Fortunately I didn't give up!

Soul Taoist! Great Soul Technique!

We can finally meet!
Apart from being excited, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Soul Taoist...

Soul Taoist is not that easy to deal with.

When Xia Ming's thoughts were stirring, another message from Taoist Soul arrived.

【Lotus gave birth to my disciple. 】

[By the way, bring your junior brother back too. 】

[My teacher was afraid that you would be lonely in the future, so I took you in as a junior. 】

[You need to get along well in the future. 】......

Seeing this, Xia Ming's brows almost knitted together.

Junior brother?

Afraid I'll be alone?

Where is this extra junior brother?

Master Hun, are you testing me?
damn it!
Who is this junior brother?

Why does this old man hide half of what he says?

Should I kill this junior brother?

……

While Xia Ming was confused, He Niansheng had a clear idea.

The moment He Niansheng communicated about the soul seal, Taoist Soul began his arrangements.

Little by little, Taoist Soul began to take He Niansheng to a higher level.

Entering the Tao and stealing, reciting the Great Thief Sutra, and becoming a scholar.

He Niansheng truly understood the horror of thieves on the road.

And that weird and unpredictable soul method made He Niansheng extremely afraid.

However, He Niansheng had no regrets.

Life is always about facing various challenges.

Fear, timidity, can't change anything.

Only through experience can we grow, and only through acceptance can we change.

If you stick to it blindly, you will only constrain yourself within the cage.

Taoist Soul admired He Niansheng's attitude very much.

After the assessment, Master Hun finally summoned He Niansheng.

[My disciple is thinking about life and waiting for the opportunity. 】

[Your senior brother will arrive soon, so don’t be arrogant or impatient. 】

[By the way, your senior brother is now Jingtong Si Liuming. 】

[Don’t worry too much, he will protect you. 】

Seeing this, He Niansheng was suddenly shocked.

Si Liu Ming!
That crazy prince!
He is actually my senior brother?

Now?

What does it mean now?
Wasn't he Si Liuming before?

Who is he?
damn it! How should I face this senior brother!

Is it...

This is Taoist Soul testing me! ?

His eyes were cold, and He Niansheng's whole body was filled with surging murderous aura.

"Why don't you... kill your senior brother... seize the Dao Fruit... and leave this place?"

"The Eight Cauldrons Overhaul...the Immortal Dharma Blessing...the Great World Soul Dharma..."

Whispering these words, He Niansheng slowly closed his eyes.

Thoughts sink into the abyss of my heart, why should I think of the frost condensing around me?

After a few breaths, he sacrificed another broken blade.

The remaining blade is densely covered with dark green patina.

"With the blessing of immortal magic, can I kill Bading Daxiu?"

"Senior brother... Si Liuming..."

With his eyes lowered, He Niansheng's gaze was extremely cold.

……

The night wind blows, and the dark air howls.

At the foot of a leeward hill in the Bone Burial Sea.

There is still a crumbling high wall. It is expected that there must have been buildings here at that time.

It's just that, except for the great corpse cities, nothing in the Bone Burial Sea can withstand the erosion of the underworld.

Within the high, decayed walls, a cluster of orange-red bonfires could be vaguely seen.

Beside the bonfire, two men wrapped in blankets sat.

One has pale face and white hair, the other has distracted eyes.

These two people are none other than Jiang Chengzi and Ji Jiao who came from Dongji Tianye.

Looking at the looming bonfire in front of him, Jiang Chengzi suddenly spoke.

"Junior brother, junior brother, we have to kill the master of Qinglong Mountain."

Hearing Jiang Chengzi's words, Ji Jiao, whose eyes were divergent, suddenly condensed.

"Why kill her?"

Looking at Ji Jiao's eyes seriously, Jiang Chengzi said calmly:

"Because she is in the way..."

Before Jiang Chengzi finished speaking, the sound of wind in the distance suddenly dimmed.

The two raised their heads when they heard the sound, and a figure slowly approached.

Through the faint firelight, the two saw an incredible face.

[This...this is actually Xia Ming! 】

[How could it be Xia Ming! 】

[Little junior brother? ! 】

Looking at that familiar face, Jiang Chengzi was startled.

Not to mention Jiang Chengzi, even Ji Jiao was stunned.

But very quickly, almost in an instant.

Jiang Chengzi noticed something was wrong.

【wrong! 】

[He is not Xia Ming! 】

[The physical aura is very similar, but the soul is completely different! 】

[This guy’s spirit has a cold aura. 】

[Also...Xia Ming won't smile like this. 】

[This person...comes with bad intentions! 】

【There is something wrong with this person! 】

With his thoughts firmly in mind, Jiang Chengzi spoke first.

"We are guests even after a long journey. Let's warm up together, little brothers."

As soon as Jiang Chengzi said these words, Ji Jiao immediately noticed something was wrong.

Lowering his eyes, Ji Jiaowu started a bonfire.

Seeing the reactions of these two people, Zhao Liuche smiled and sat directly opposite them.

When the two of them looked at Zhao Liuche, Zhao Liuche was also looking at them seriously.

[One is refining Qi, the other is building foundation, dare to be buried in the sea of ​​bones? 】

【Interesting, interesting...】

[Although the old man is practicing Qi refining, his soul is too strong. 】

[And... they seem to know Xia Ming...]

【interesting! very funny! 】

……

Zhao Liuche had not yet spoken, but Jiang Chengzi spoke first.

"My little brother is handsome, young and promising. He must be from a wealthy family. Haven't you asked me your surname?"

Looking quietly at Jiang Chengzi across from him, Zhao Liuche slowly raised a smile on his lips.

"My surname is Zhao."

Hearing the word Zhao, Jiang Chengzi slapped his thigh hard.

"Zhao! Zhao is incredible! Is the Zhao of my little brother the Zhao of Daguan Xianzhou?"

Shaking his head lightly, Zhao Liuche said: "No, Zhao of Xianzhou has nothing to do with me."

There's nothing wrong with Zhao Liuche's words.

The origin of the Zhao family in Daguan Xianzhou is Zhao Xuanlang.

His Zhao Liuche's Zhao and Zhao Xuanlang's Zhao are not from the same source.

Hearing this, Jiang Chengzi also quietly narrowed his eyes.

You must know that there are not many people with the surname Zhao in this world.

It can’t be Gu Zhao!

When Jiang Chengzi's thoughts were floating around, Zhao Liuche spoke again.

"You haven't asked fellow Taoist how to address me yet?"

Waving his hands slightly, Jiang Chengzi said with a smile on his face: "The old man's surname is Jiang. He is a wandering cultivator in the wilderness. He felt that his time was running out, so he risked his life to come to this sea of ​​bones to try his luck."

"Jiang... Jiang is an ancient surname..." The light in his eyes flickered, and Zhao Liuche then looked at Ji Jiao who was stirring the bonfire.

The latter also raised his head with emotion and replied coldly: "My surname is Ji, and my name is Ji Jiao."

As soon as the word "Ji" came out of his mouth, the smile on Zhao Liuche's face became even brighter.

"Ji... what a season!"

"Another ancient surname!"

In an instant, thoughts collided, and Zhao Liuche no longer had any doubts in his mind.

[It is not a pity to die for the remnants of the past. If it were not for them, I would have gone out long ago! 】

[If it weren’t for them, everyone in the world would be able to fly out of this cage! 】

[The person who created the figurines has a heart that can be punished! 】

Looking at Jiang Chengzi opposite again, Zhao Liuche's eyes were fierce and cold.

Little by little, the aura on Zhao Liuche's body became more and more terrifying.

Sensing the change in aura, Jiang Chengzi on the opposite side also unleashed thousands of Qinglong Qi.

The energy refining was entangled, and the violent aura burst out.

Looking at the Qi Refining Qinglong superimposed on each other, Zhao Liuche's eyes suddenly condensed.

[There's something wrong with this method...! 】

【Something is wrong! 】

[Did this method come from outside Yuanyang? ! 】

Zhao Liuche's soul was horrified, and the thousands of golden elixirs embedded in his body began to stir violently.

The spiritual energy surged and floated, and the phantoms of the sun appeared one after another.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chengzi's physical body also shook violently.

【damn it! 】

[The one riding the horse is the Golden Pill Taoist Master! 】

[This guy is the Golden Elixir Taoist I saw in the illusion! 】

(End of this chapter)