Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The east gate of the capital.

There was a huge crowd coming and going.

The sounds of voices, cries, laughter, and even the cries of vendors and footmen were all connected together, making it look very lively.

Suddenly.

Tread——

A burst of neat and heavy footsteps sounded, immediately covering up the noise.

For a while.

The expressions of all the pedestrians changed, and then they did not dare to delay for a moment, and quickly ran towards the corners on both sides to clear the wide road.

About ten breaths later.

A group of hundreds of majestic figures wearing golden armor and holding long swords suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

As soon as it is approaching.

Then I saw these golden figures quickly separated, standing silently on both sides of the road, their faces stern, like statues made of cast iron, filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Saw this scene.

Some people standing on both sides of the road couldn't help but start whispering.

The golden armored guards of the imperial court, why are they here? It seems they are going to welcome someone?

Who can be so proud that they actually let these golden armored guards come out of the city to greet them in person? You must know that the golden armored guards are the foundation of our Great Yin. Even the weakest among them is a high-ranking general, and the team captains are all prince-level existences. The governor is even more of a king——

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

I saw streams of light appearing one after another, and immediately fell straight in front of the city gate, turning into six figures with a powerful aura that reached the sky.

Four of them were male and one female.

Except for the man in golden armor who fell at the end.

The remaining four people are all wearing dragon robes. The only difference is the number of golden dragons tattooed on their bodies.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.

A trace of doubt and shock suddenly arose in their hearts - what is the identity of the visitor that would attract the royal family and the Golden Guard to personally come out of the city to greet him?

This kind of situation, not only is it the first time in the world, it is also very rare.

but.

The doubts in everyone's minds only lasted for less than a moment.

I saw a magnificent stream of light suddenly appearing in the sky, carrying an indescribable and terrifying momentum.

Even though they are far apart, it makes people feel like they are having trouble breathing.

It was as if there was an ancient ferocious beast hidden in that stream of light that was ready to move.

It's such a strange aura, but it's really terrifyingly strong. It should be that the new prince-in-law of the Futu tribe has not escaped.

An old royal man standing at the front exclaimed with a hint of disbelief on his face.

Where did this strange king-level existence come from?

Beside the old man.

The only woman among the five people opened her red lips lightly when she heard this and said quickly:

Information says that as soon as this new prince-in-law appeared a month ago, he successively defeated the nine kings of the Pagoda tribe. Even the strongest of them, the Iron Curtain Khan of the previous generation, almost fell to the opponent. Originally, I still If you don’t believe it, now it seems that it is not groundless.”

There was a hint of disbelief on her beautiful face full of majesty.

And this person shouldn't be very old.

Now we are experiencing unprecedented changes. I'm afraid it's a disaster rather than a blessing for me, Da Yin.

The woman just finished speaking.

The old man who had just spoken smiled confidently and said jokingly:

Haha, Ying'er, don't worry. Although this person is strong, our Dayin is not from the Buddha Tribe. Besides, if this person can be the Consort of the Buddha Tribe, how can he not be the Consort of my Dayin? In terms of beauty, talent and learning. , In terms of talent, how is our Ying'er not better than that Iron Horse Princess?

Besides, I heard that the consort is extremely handsome, and he is just right to be Ying'er's husband.

Ancestor, you are teasing Ying'er again.

The voice fell.

The woman's pretty face couldn't help but have a hint of red.

next moment.

King Minghong, I would like to trouble you later to personally test the strength of the new prince-in-law.

The old man turned his head and said calmly.

knew.

The man in golden armor at the back replied solemnly, and traces of terrifying fighting spirit suddenly began to rise in his eyes.

Not long after.

A colorful and majestic glow burst out, and immediately a golden figure spitting blood flew out, instantly smashing through the hard city wall that was dozens of feet thick.

Subsequently.

The figure sank directly into the ground unabated, raising dust all over the sky.

A gust of wind blew.

The dust gradually dispersed.

There was only a bottomless hole left in place, exuding a trace of scorching heat and annihilation. Cracks as dense as a spider web spread in all directions instantly.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

His eyes were fixed on the young figure standing proudly in the field.

The old man who looked confident just now couldn't smile anymore.

opposite.

Everyone in the Great Yin Imperial Court, I wonder if I am still impressed by this little strength? Qu Junhou said with a smile, with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face.

behind him.

There were three king-level beings from the Pagoda tribe, and a tall woman with a beautiful face, who unconsciously showed a proud expression on her face.

Hear these words.

The old man pursed his lips, and then replied in a complicated tone:

The Prince Consort is even stronger than the rumors.

While talking.

He couldn't help but look at the beautiful woman beside him, and a thoughtful look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps the joke just now was not unreasonable.

But at this moment.

A bright yellow fairy light suddenly erupted in the city, and the extremely thick aura surged along the earth in all directions.

This is--

Everyone looked towards the direction where the fairy light broke out.

And among the crowd.

It's him! What a powerful Wutu power, but this doesn't seem to be the way of the early Yuan Dynasty that he has always used before. Also, this method of manipulating the void of the soul has never been seen by him before. Tsk, hide it It’s really deep!”

A meaningful expression flashed across Qu Junhou's face.

…

…

the other side.

Zhang Jing stood on the ground, his whole body wrapped in the realm of mental images opened up by the magical power of the mental images, looming.

He squeezed the magic formula with his hand, and streaks of bright yellow fairy light instantly intertwined at his fingertips. Under the ground, the endless power of the earth's veins was continuously gathering at his feet, replenishing the rapidly depleted mana.

Zhang Jing looked around.

I saw three huge figures that looked like monsters, with bursts of deep demonic light surging on their bodies. They were moving with difficulty, and they gradually surrounded Zhang Jing from three directions.

The ground was shaking violently.

Time passed little by little.

Hiss——

The thousands of eyes around the Multi-Eyed King seemed to have all been opened, and the dense and terrifying pupils intertwined into a large net, instantly sealing all the space around Zhang Jing, and then began to shrink little by little.

The pupils were extremely sharp.

Wherever it passes, the void is cut into criss-crossing fine black gaps.

However.

Just when this big net was about to approach Zhang Jing's body, it was suddenly blocked by a thick yellow light, preventing him from even moving forward half an inch.

A sour voice suddenly sounded in the ears of several people present.

same moment.

The Black Horned King began to beat the sides of his forehead rapidly with both hands. In just a few breaths, he saw a long black horn slowly emerge from between his eyebrows.

An extremely evil and sinister aura suddenly began to permeate the surroundings.

Just a moment.

A ray of black light that looked terrifying flew out from the long horn, and then flew straight in the direction of Zhang Jing.

It should work this time.

Looking at this black light.

King Yufeng, who was already ready to go, and King Duomu, who was controlling the Tongguang Net to try to restrict Zhang Jing's movements, suddenly thought with hope in their hearts.

only.

The black light filled with the expectations of the three of them looked upon Zhang Jing's body-protecting yellow light as if it were nothing. But after the breakthrough, it passed directly through his body.

It was as if the person in front of him was an illusion.

Difficult!

The three of them looked at each other and suddenly had the same idea in their hearts.

And at this moment.

Zhang Jing, who had an illusory figure, also couldn't help but frown, with a flash of irritation in his eyes.

He glanced at the big net that wrapped him tighter and tighter, and thought to himself:

The defense of this clone is indeed terrifying. Even without the protective fairy light, the methods of these three people alone cannot hurt me at all. But in terms of attack methods, they are far inferior to the original body.

Perhaps there is something to be gained and something to be lost.

When facing people and demons in the Golden Core realm and below, I still don’t feel anything.

But when facing the Dharma Realm, especially when multiple Dharma Realms cooperate to cover each other, the shortcomings of this clone's lack of tyrannical attack methods are fully exposed.

call--

Zhang Jing sighed, with a vague intention of retreating in his heart.

He knew that if he delayed any longer, other dharma realms in the capital would arrive.

By then, it will be really difficult to leave.

Think of this.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but his eyes flashed, and then he took a deep breath and pinched the magic formula with both hands at the same time.

The power of the earth veins under his feet suddenly began to boil violently, and the phantom of the mountains a hundred miles away was captured by him, and it hit the heads of the three opponents with lightning speed.

Roar!

Three wailing sounds sounded one after another, and the ground suddenly began to collapse, burying all three heads of the Demon Suppression Department.

Zhang Jing took one step forward and his whole body slowly sank to the ground.

Even the breath disappeared.

Not long after.

Three embarrassed figures crawled out of the mud. When they discovered that Zhang Jing had disappeared without a trace, they couldn't help but feel furious.

Look! We must find that guy!

I will cut him into pieces with a thousand knives!

Damn it, do you really think he can come and leave whenever he wants to the headquarters of the Demon Suppression Division?