There's something wrong with my immortal path.

When Emperor Xing closed his eyes.

The Dao marks all over Xia Ming's body also trembled violently.

The Dao traces flowed, and Xia Ming activated the magnetic field sensing with all his strength.

He only felt an extremely terrifying aura ruthlessly enveloping him.

The whirlpool in his eyes was strangling madly, and across the vast river of swords, Xia Ming looked at the body of Emperor Xing again.

His eyes were like sword beams, and with just one glance, the vortex in Xia Ming's eyes suddenly stagnated.

The Dao Monument and Dao Fruit of Emperor Xing Daojun are gone...

This guy's Dao Fruit was directly broken by the surging purple energy!
The purple air is flowing violently, and a brand new Tao fruit is constantly condensing!

Looking at the purple air, Xia Ming overturned his guess in an instant.

"No... that's not Daojun Daoguo at all!"

"That's a trace of the Dao! That's a Dao sign!"

"The Emperor's Punishment has become something else!"

"That thing took away his Taoist body!"

"Zhongdao takes over the body!"

Just at the moment when Xia Ming's thought came to mind.

The Dao mark in Emperor Xing's body also completely took over.

Emperor Xing Daojun existed in name only.

Those purple Dao marks became the "Dao Fruit" that governed this Dao body.

It was a vaguely human-shaped "Daoguo".

It had a pair of extremely terrifying eyes.

When the human-shaped "Daoguo" opened his eyes, Emperor Xing Daojun also opened his eyes.

Blood light lit up in his eyes, and the traces of Dao flowed in his body. There was no more Emperor Xing Daojun in the other side of the sky.

Emperor Xing Daojun has become a thing of the past.

Next, Xia Ming will face an even more terrifying existence.

Xia Ming already knew his identity without the man speaking in person.

The one who controls the Emperor's body of punishment at this moment is the Great Lord of the Prison-Suppressing Lineage!

——One of the masters in the sky!

——The Prison Heaven!

——Emperor One!

Thoughts collided violently, and Xia Ming thought of the previous Simu Li Du again.

"The purple energy in Emperor Xing's body should be the same thing as Hua Daotian's feather seed!"

"However, the purple energy in Emperor Xing's body is more domineering than that of Yu Zhong."

"It's hatched! Has Emperor Xing become an incarnation of Zhenyutian?"

“Could it be that this secret place contains the Dao Mark of the Prison Suppressing Heaven?”

"That guy Humu is stalling for time!"

"damn it!"

Xia Ming's heartstrings were tense.

Zhenyutian, who was not far away, also looked towards him slowly.

Facing the mighty river of swords, the man slowly straightened his spine.

When their eyes met, Xia Ming seemed to see an endless purple sea.

That enchanting purple... is the product of the black blood!

The blood is dark and black, and extremely black and purple!

Only by boundless killing can this endless sea of ​​blood be created!
Looking quietly at Xia Ming not far away, Zhen Yutian's eyes also became dim.

He took a step forward and waved his hand, and the vast sword river completely disappeared.

Step by step, Zhen Yutian walked towards Xia Ming.

He walked slowly, but every step he took seemed to be stepping on Xia Ming's heart.

Under Zhenyutian’s feet, those Dao Marks that were reacting violently also quietly returned to deathly silence.

Even the chaotic and bottomless Galaxy Prison can be pacified, let alone those messy Dao marks around it?
As the power of the prison was rising, Xia Ming's dictatorial heart began to stir.

sky?
So what!

Just some traces of the Tao!

Do you think you can kill me with just a few Dao traces?
With a flash of light in his eyes, Xia Ming directly raised the Wanfa Dao Gourd.

The Taoist gourd trembled, and raging fire, dark thunder, and countless sharp Taoist marks attacked the prison directly.

The killing was fierce and the roar was like a dragon. Under such a terrifying charge, the surrounding roads were being wiped out bit by bit.

——【Immortal magic! Call the wind and rain!】

——【Immortal Technique! Swing the sword to create a river!】

——【Immortal Technique! Turn the Earth into a Prison!】

While using all his strength to activate the Wanfa Dao Gourd, Xia Ming also immediately used a series of immortal spells.

Out of caution, Xia Ming did not choose to engage in close combat with Zhen Yutian.

Xia Ming wanted to find out the truth about the incarnation of Zhenyutian.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

How many traces of Dao can be worn out?

Walking in the turbulent Daohen charge, Zhenyutian was as steady as Mount Tai.

One step forward, the path traces crisscross, and the surroundings are peaceful.

The raging fire was extinguished, the strong wind subsided, and the thunder dimmed.

Everything returned to a deadly calm.

Zhenyutian is like a big mountain.

A mountain that cannot be moved.

Center around him.

Within the area, there is no trace of the Dao and everything is peaceful and tranquil.

As the Prison-Suppressing Dao Mark surged, the vortex in Xia Ming's eyes also began to spin rapidly.

With the full strength of Daluo Daoguo, Xia Ming just wanted to see through the truth of Zhenyutian.

As the Dao Mark moved, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

Then, Xia Ming finally saw what he wanted to see.

He saw the reality of the incarnation of the Prison Suppression.

When Zhenyuetian takes a step forward, those purple Dao marks will gather under his feet.

The Prison-Suppressing Dao Mark was constantly being stimulated, and the power of calming spread all around, constantly offsetting the Dao Mark's charge.

When Zhen Yutian raised his hand, those Dao marks would gather in his palm again.

The purple prison-suppressing Dao mark in Emperor Xing's body looked like flowing ink.

With the help of the major meridians in the body, they can reach a place in an instant.

The troops were dispatched to a place and launched a fierce attack!

It is said that the number of soldiers is not important, but their quality is important.

Although there are only a few traces of the Prison-Suppressing Dao in Emperor Xing's body, the strength he exerts should not be underestimated!
Zhen Yutian's refinement and application of Dao Mark has reached an extremely terrifying level.

A strand of gold is still gold.

It's not something that ordinary people can compare with.

The condensed heavenly-level Dao marks, plus the Dao body of the same origin as the mountains and seas!
Such an Emperor of Punishment can be regarded as a living landmark of prison.

The moment when Xia Ming's thoughts came to light.

Zhen Yutian also slowly walked in front of Xia Ming.

With his bloodshot eyes, he looked down disdainfully, as if Zhen Yutian was looking at an ant.

[The fish that slipped through the net are quite interesting...]

[The crime of Guan Tian is unforgivable, so be punished. ]

As soon as he finished speaking, the prison-suppressing hand slapped towards Xia Ming.

The essence of Tao spread, and Xia Ming felt that the space around him seemed to be stagnant.

Not only the space, but even the Dao marks within Xia Ming's Dao body showed signs of stagnation.

In this space, only Zhenyutian's movements were still as fierce as before.

The Daluo Dao Fruit vibrated, and a misty golden light floated and leaped.

With just this one strike, Zhen Yutian forced Xia Ming out of his hiding place.

Looking at the bursts of golden light in front of him, a strange color flashed in Zhenyutian's eyes.

He was not surprised by Xia Ming's golden light escape technique, but was surprised by the strange Taoist marks in Xia Ming's body.

Xia Ming, who had survived the disaster and escaped to the side, had a very strange look in his eyes.

Under the strong pressure from Zhenyutian, Xia Ming found that the Danyang in his body began to tighten.

"To cultivate great calamities, to prove my magical power..."

"Only through life and death trials can one sharpen one's own Dao marks!"

"Only between life and death can one glimpse the true path!"

"If you don't dare to take action now, you will be even less likely to take action in the future!"

"I, Xia Ming, am definitely not the next Dongshan Great Ancestor!"

When Xia Ming opened his eyes again, Zhenyu also noticed something was wrong.

When their eyes met, Zhenyu seemed to see a pair of sinister wolf eyes.

The magnificent ambition is like a boundless wildfire, burning violently.

【interesting……】

【There are evildoers in the world, they will die when they see me.】

[I will be the prison, and this is the end of your journey.] [This is your fate.]

Dao marks were wandering around his body, and Zhenyutian was moving.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming chose to fight directly.

What's there to be afraid of?

Once there is a flaw in the heart of Tao.

I’m afraid I won’t dare to fight again!

Then, Xia Ming's [Law of Heaven and Earth] was activated fiercely, but was immediately destroyed by Zhenyutian's punch.

The golden light burst out like flowing light, and the aura of Tao dispersed like flowing clouds. It seemed that Zhen Yuetian was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue.

Xia Ming directly summoned the Wanfa Dao Gourd, a heavy weapon like a mountain, and rushed towards Zhenyutian.

He raised his hand to block the Wanfa Dao Gourd, a flash of blood appeared in his eyes, and Zhenyutian then pressed down with another palm.

As the Hell-Suppressing Dao Mark flows, the sea of ​​blood surges, the evil dragon dances wildly, and strange phenomena occur!
Zhen Yutian actually wanted to erase all traces of the Wanfa Dao Gourd!

He wanted to take the Wanfa Dao Gourd completely for himself!
Obviously, Zhen Yutian also saw the complexity of the Wanfa Dao Gourd.

The colorful gourd vibrated violently, golden light fluctuated, and the names of various immortals appeared one after another.

At this time, Zhao Yuanfeng also rushed out and went straight to the prison-suppressing hand.

Behind the scarlet edge, there was Xia Ming's mighty sword light.

Under such numerous constraints, the Wanfa Dao Gourd was able to escape from the clutches of the Prison-Slaying Devil.

The opportunity for battle was fleeting, and Xia Ming activated several magical techniques that he had been secretly brewing for a long time one after another.

[The Stars Move] maintains an appropriate distance, and [Water Moon Cave Heaven] then stimulates it.

With a cold look in his eyes, Xia Ming directly reached his hand into the round water surface in front of him.

The next moment, Xia Ming clenched his hands, and the Plowing Sky Spear swung wildly and ferociously.

The gun roars like a dragon, and the cold tip is like a cold moon.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming directly threw the Litiandao Spear in his hand.

The tip of the Plowing Heaven Spear was pointing directly at the chest of the Taoist body controlled by Zhenyutian!

Once the Dao body and Dao meridians are damaged, even if the Prison-Suppressing Dao Mark is extremely powerful, the strength of his Dao body will be greatly reduced.

Xia Ming grasped the timing very well, and Zhen Yutian had no way to dodge this attack.

The spear flashed and in a flash it arrived in front of Zhenyu.

Under Yu Xia Ming's nervous gaze.

Zhen Yutian opened his big hands and grasped the violently vibrating Litiandao Spear.

The Prison-Suppressing Hand clenched tightly, and Xia Ming's Plowing Heaven Spear suddenly dimmed.

Seeing this scene, Xia Ming, with a solemn expression, simply chose to detonate the gun.

--【collapse!】

Xia Mingbeng said this.

The Plowing Heaven Spear immediately began to fluctuate violently.

Just when the traces of Dao were about to explode completely.

Zhenyutian spoke.

--【town】

The words of Zhenyu came out, as if the law of heaven was above the world.

Everything within the radius was dead silent.

The Plowing Heaven Spear was destroyed.

The invincible Plowing Heaven Spear was destroyed in the hands of Zhenyutian.

Seeing all this, Xia Ming also took a deep breath.

Although only a few traces of Zhenyutian's Dao were active within the body of the Emperor Xing before him.

However, these traces of Dao made Xia Ming feel an extremely terrifying sense of crisis.

Those dark purple Dao marks are like unshakable rules and laws!
Strong as a dragon, powerful as mountains, deep as a cold abyss.

While Xia Ming was concentrating, Zhen Yutian spoke again.

--【town!】

Zhenyutian’s big hand pressed down fiercely.

The ruined secret place of the prison was like a collapsing mountain, suppressing Xia Ming completely.

One after another, layer upon layer, they are piled up like a tomb.

While Xia Ming was plotting against Zhen Yutian, Zhen Yutian was naturally not idle either.

The big hand opened and closed, and all the traces of Tao in the entire secret place of Zhenyu were placed under the control of Emperor Yi.

In just a moment, the situation of the battle turned around, and Xia Ming felt as if he had countless huge mountains on his head.

The mountains are piled up, there is no escape, no escape.

Bit by bit.

Xia Ming's Taoist body was also pressed down.

Looking at the wildfire still burning in Xia Ming's eyes.

Zhenyutian continued to press down with an expressionless face.

collapse--

Collapse——collapse——

The mountains are crumbling.

Xia Ming's Taoist body was also collapsing.

The mountain is like a thick shield, and Xia Ming is a sharp spear.

Continue like this……

Or the sharp spear pierces the mountain shield.

Or the heavy mountain shield will break the spear.

At worst, both of them will perish together, with the shield piercing and the spear breaking.

Although his Taoist body couldn't stop shaking, the wildfire in Xia Ming's eyes became more and more fierce.

Looking up at Zhenyutian again, Xia Ming smiled wildly.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Zhen Yutian! Is this all you have got?"

"In my opinion... you'd better come down at this time!"

"The emperor takes turns, come to my house next year!"

"Your position! I want it!"

"You can take my place!"

As soon as Xia Ming finished speaking, Zhen Yutian's big hand pressed down heavily again.

The true meaning of the town penetrated layer by layer, and more than half of Xia Ming's Taoist meridians were directly broken.

The pain of the Dao meridian collapsing caused the Dao fruit in Xia Ming's body to tremble as well.

The pain is endless, but... hope lasts forever.

Under the terrifying high pressure of Zhenyu.

The Danyang within Xia Ming's Dao Fruit was condensing madly.

One... Two...

Three!

The three Dao fruits that Xia Ming retrieved from Humu began to be continuously integrated into Danyang.

After the three Dao fruits were completely integrated, the Red Dragon Alchemy Furnace vibrated and the Daluo marks intertwined and shone.

Then, the depths of Danyang slowly lit up, little by little, and the bright light became unstoppable.

The greater the external pressure, the brighter the light of Danyang in Xia Ming's body becomes.

In the end, Xia Ming's Taoist body could not cover up the dazzling light.

The moment I noticed that dazzling light.

A look of surprise also appeared on Zhenyutian's calm face.

Step by step, Zhen Yutian slowly walked towards Xia Ming.

The pressure from the mountains above his head still showed no sign of relief, and Xia Ming could only hold on with difficulty.

When he walked to Xia Ming's side, Zhen Yutian's eyes sparkled, and he said the word "seal".

As soon as the word "seal" came out, all the Dao marks on Xia Ming's body were directly sealed.

Several magical techniques that were being brewed were stillborn.

Just when Zhen Yutian stretched out his hand and was about to grab Xia Ming's chest.

The corners of Xia Ming's mouth also curled up in a provocative arc.

"You want it, right?"

"How dare I trouble Zhenyutian to come and get it in person?"

"I, Xia Ming, will offer it to you on my own initiative!"

As Xia Ming's voice rang out, Zhen Yutian's blood-red eyes also saw something different.

Penetrating through the complicated Taoist veins, Zhen Yutian saw a golden vortex deeply embedded in Xia Ming's Taoist body.

The perfectly round golden vortex was still spinning.

Staring at the vortex, Zhen Yutian was also stunned.

For some reason, Zhen Yutian always felt that he seemed to have seen this vortex somewhere.

Where is it?

Just at that moment when Zhen Yutian lost his mind.

The golden vortex suddenly opened up, and a terrifying torrent surged out from within the vortex.

That is light, blindingly bright light, cold and biting light, light that washes away everything!
In an instant, Zhen Yutian's figure was submerged in the beam of light. (End of this chapter)