Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

‘Qu Junhou looked solemn.

But if anyone looked carefully at his eyes, they would definitely find a touch of unconcealable excitement in them.

But it's a pity.

At this moment, no one in the battlefield could see this scene.

After wiping out dozens of monsters in front of him with one palm.

'Qu Junhou then punched out again, and directly caught a thick green Qiu tree root that was about to burst through the void, and his body couldn't help but stagger.

boom--

In an instant, accompanied by a huge sound, the shock wave generated by the collision swept with boundless power and swept violently in all directions.

The various demons and monsters surrounding him were instantly crushed.

During free time.

‘Qu Junhou looked back.

Under the attack of numerous demons and overwhelming tree roots, shaky figures suddenly came into view.

He couldn't help but frown, and then said softly:

Everyone, hold on a little longer, the power of the longevity demon is already weakening rapidly. The era of demons and cholera in the human world is about to be ended by your own hands. The will of all human beings will definitely not treat you badly. You and others will have the opportunity to attack the king. The realm of immortality.”

Not loud.

But it could be heard clearly in the ears of everyone present.

Suddenly.

Everyone's movements froze for a moment, and then they looked with burning eyes at 'Qu Junhou' who was standing proudly at the front.

In sight.

The huge aura rising from that thin figure went directly to the sky, echoing the will of the human beings manifested above. The solid black mist continued to fall from the sky, and then went straight into the opponent's body.

Behind him, a vast and majestic throne was faintly formed!

Whenever the world changes, a son of destiny will come to the world to sweep across the universe and cleanse the world.

It seems that this time, the destined son of our human race is born. With him as the master, I will definitely have a place in the new era.

For a time, everyone had the same thought in their hearts.

After all, it’s been a journey.

But in just a few days.

The strength of the young king from Beiyuan in front of them has increased several times, and it even gives them a feeling that he is about to transcend the king level.

How incredible!

Coupled with the horrific scene in front of them, they really couldn't think of any other explanation other than the Son of Destiny.

That is an existence that can directly communicate the will of all human beings!

In an instant, it felt like happiness came to my soul.

Everyone shouted in unison: I will obey the Lord's orders!

But at this moment.

Lord Zhu Ming, you must not forget that His Majesty is still waiting for our triumphant return in the capital!

An inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.

The speaker is Yin Ying'er, the eldest princess of Dayin, who is also the biological sister of the current emperor.

But as soon as I finished speaking.

She felt malicious eyes falling on her instantly.

Yin Yinger suppressed the panic in her heart.

She first gave Qu Junhou a sharp look with her beautiful eyes, and then looked at the royal family members not far away, especially the ancestor who was at the top of the list, as if asking for help.

Ancestor, please say something. This man's wolfish ambition is obvious. As members of the royal family, how can you just watch like this?

Where do you put your majesty?

silence!

There was only endless silence in response to her.

Facing Yin Ying'er's gaze, the old man she called her ancestor sighed unconsciously.

Ying'er, I believe you have felt this along the way. The Lord is destined to be the master according to destiny! Times have changed, and destiny is irreversible. All the Yin clan can do now is to try their best to assist the Lord.

We are already withered and rotten, and our life span is short. We can no longer bear the trouble.

There was something strange in the other party's last words.

It seems to be filled with some kind of longing.

My ancestors were confused. Our ancestors of the Yin family have sacrificed so much blood to gain the country, why should we give it up to others!

Yin Yinger looked at each other in disbelief.

She never thought that such words would come from the mouth of her ancestors.

But the next moment.

There was an imperceptible sound of leather tearing.

Immediately afterwards, a big blood-stained hand covered with golden scales emerged from Yin Ying'er's chest, holding tightly a heart that was still beating rapidly.

The big hand slowly pulled out the heart.

ah!

Yin Ying'er let out a cry of pain and turned around, her eyes full of despair.

Uncle Emperor, you——

The words are not finished yet.

A large mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly occupied her entire field of vision.

The continuous crisp chewing sounds and the shrill screams were immediately mixed together.

over time.

The screams disappeared little by little, leaving only the sound of gobbling on the battlefield.

It was our lax discipline that made the Lord laugh.

The old man standing at the front immediately bowed and said respectfully, with large beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

not far away.

Saw this scene.

‘Qu Junhou’s eyes are still as calm as an abyss, and there is not even a trace of fluctuation in them.

He nodded slightly and avoided attacks again and again from the peach tree transformed from the corpse of the God of Shou.

Subsequently.

His gaze went straight past the old man and slowly landed on a figure in yellow clothes who was approaching at a high speed in the distance. An indescribable and strange smile appeared on his face.

Senior brother, you came just in time! This peach tree is the transformation of the corpse of the gods, and it is also the source of demons. You and I will work together to cooperate with the will of the human beings in the Netherworld to completely wipe it out, and then all the remaining remains of the gods will belong to senior brother. how?

'Qu Junhou shouted loudly.

The sound just sounded.

Dozens of eyes on the battlefield followed each other's gaze.

Everyone's face showed a hint of envy unconsciously.

This person was actually called Senior Brother by the Lord. With such a relationship, wouldn't he be able to transcend the level of a king in the future?

What Qu Junhou said after that directly caused the envy on everyone's faces to instantly turn to jealousy.

Just give away the broken pieces of the spirit?

someone thought in disbelief.

Everyone present did not know the meaning of the deformation of the gods. That is the road to heaven that transcends the king and reaches the legendary realm of immortality!

And among the crowd.

How could it be him? He is actually the Lord's senior brother!

The expressions of the three Duomuwangs suddenly changed.

They looked at each other subconsciously, and both noticed the flash of fear on each other's faces.

Big trouble!

They have not forgotten how the three of them once joined forces to keep each other in the Demon Suppression Division. As the opponent's senior brother, if they were to be investigated, who among the three would be able to withstand it?

Think of this.

The Black Horned King and the Featherwind King stared at the Multi-Eyed King in unison.

That look seemed to say: You are the boss and the mastermind of this matter, and now it’s time for you to stand up!

And the other side.

Zhang Jing quietly came to a location not far from everyone.

After hearing the sound.

The God of Fortune is joking. You have been planning the origin of the God of Longevity for a long time, so why are you willing to give it to me? He said with a smile, and revealed the other party's identity calmly.

Anyway, the God of Fortune has already planned to destroy the teleportation circle returning to the Xuanhuang Realm.

Zhang Jing naturally no longer has any scruples.

While talking.

He unconsciously looked at the black mist behind him that could be said to be all over the sky and the earth, and his heart suddenly tightened.

The aura on this guy's body is still increasing, and the speed is getting faster and faster. On the other hand, the aura of the peach tree transformed by the corpse of the God of Shou is declining rapidly. Is it the reason why the demons outside are being killed so quickly?

Zhang Jing subconsciously recalled everything he saw.

Along the way.

He could clearly feel that under the shroud of black mist, the process of the human monks in the Night World devouring demons to enhance their cultivation was forcibly accelerated countless times.

Especially the closer to the center where the black mist is dense, the more obvious this change becomes.

While thinking.

Senior brother, what are you talking about? God of Fortune, who is the God of Fortune?

Qu Junhou, who was on the opposite side, asked with a look of astonishment.

Yes, this strange king, you may have misunderstood. The Lord is the Son of Destiny. He is destined to lead our human race to destroy demons and establish the Immortal Dynasty. How can he be a 'God of Fortune'?

The old man from the royal family hurriedly took over the conversation and said it flatteringly.

As soon as these words came out.

Others immediately agreed, and at the same time looked at Zhang Jing with a hint of unhappiness in their eyes.

But at this moment.

Roar! ! !

Accompanied by a roar that sounded like it came from the ancient wilderness, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently.

Infinite white light bloomed from the surface of the sky-reaching peach tree, which instantly dispersed the black fog in the sky. At the same time, all the roots, branches and leaves of the other tree withered, and the demons hanging on it also turned into blood at this moment.

A terrifying energy slowly spread.

Little guy, the incarnation of the God of Fortune, and these humans will be left to you. Be sure to stop Ten Breaths!

The old voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Jing's heart.

And on the opposite side.

Damn! The real spirit wants to run away, but there's no way!

Seeing the life-threatening posture of the God of Shou, Qu Junhou's expression changed and he cursed secretly in his heart.

Even though the other party's true spirit escaped, not only would it not have any impact on his resurrection plan, it would even make it easier for him to devour the origin of the God of Life.

but……

Once the other party's true spirit escapes, there is a risk that what he did in the Night World will be exposed!

And being exposed means that he has to face the liquidation of the Taiyi Biliang Dao Sect in the Xuanhuang Realm.

When I think of the numerous great powers in the Tao Sect.

‘Qu Junhou couldn’t help but shudder.

Perhaps the best outcome would be for the disciples of the Taoist sect to be destroyed, both physically and mentally.

We must not let this guy's true spirit leave! Qu Junhou roared in his heart.

Above the sky.

The huge indifferent human face composed of black mist suddenly began to slowly solidify, and extremely dangerous Qi instantly spread downwards, spreading all over the world.

at the same time.

The longevity demon wants to escape, everyone must stop it at all costs. Otherwise, our human race may be in danger of being destroyed in the future!

'Qu Junhou shouted loudly.

Hear these words.

All the king-level beings on the battlefield did not dare to hold back at all, and without any hesitation, they directly mobilized all the strength in their bodies and rushed towards the Taomu Tongtian Taomu where the corpse of the God of Shou was transformed.

No one can bear the revenge of a near-godlike being.

However.

Haha, in my opinion, it would be better for the God of Fortune and you all not to interfere.

Zhang Jing withdrew his gaze from the grand scene of the confrontation between the God of Life and the Black Mist in the sky, and immediately stepped forward, appearing directly in front of Qu Junhou and his group.

Senior brother, do you want to betray the human race?

‘Qu Junhou looked at Zhang Jing coldly.

I don't mean to say more. If the God of Fortune wants to stop the God of Longevity, I'm afraid he has to get through me. Zhang Jing did not refute, but said lightly.

The two sides have different purposes, so it is of course useless to say more.

While talking.

Wutu Xuanhuang Immortal Light! The supernatural power and mental images are endless! Skill characteristics: Delusion Disorder!

All means were mobilized by Zhang Jingjin with all his strength.

The power of massive earth veins gathered under the feet.

His figure suddenly became both real and illusory, and at the same time, there seemed to be an infinitely wide chasm between him and the people approaching him.

Facing more than twenty existences whose combat power was comparable to that of the Dharma Realm, as well as gods of fortune whose auras were several times stronger than before, he had to try his best to resist the ten breaths.

The war broke out instantly!

The intensive and tidal attack was released onto Zhang Jing's body-protecting fairy light, causing it to shake violently in an instant, as if it would break in the next moment.

However, the majestic power of the earth's veins was replenished in an instant.

Let the body-protecting fairy light that was on the verge of being shattered instantly return to its original state.

There are still seven breaths left!

Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately picked up the magic formula with one hand, directly photographed the shadow of an unknown mountain peak, and threw it directly at an unknown king-level monk in front of him.

Accompanied by shrill wails.

A figure whose body was almost smashed flew backwards thousands of feet, and then directly plowed a deep ravine into the extremely hard ground.

places along the way.

Be it demons or monks, they were all knocked into bloody mist by the terrifying power carried by the opponent's body.

Saw this scene.

However, there was not even a hint of joy on Zhang Jing's face.

He knew that for the tyrannical body of a monk who followed the path of monsters in this world, this injury was nothing at all and could be restored to its original state within a few breaths.

For a while.

However, I saw several figures filled with powerful auras screaming and flying backwards, but in an instant they rejoined the battlefield.

in the crowd.

'Qu Junhou stared intently at the yellow-clothed figure in front of him that blocked his group's footsteps, feeling a wave of nausea in his heart.

What kind of practice does this guy practice? How can his defense be so strong...

he thought in surprise.

at the same time.

Everyone who surrounded Zhang Jing on the field looked at each other in unison, and suddenly looked at each other.

This man is worthy of being the Lord’s senior brother.

His strength is truly terrifying.

Especially the perverted defense and terrifying recovery, which made people feel numb when they saw it.

But gradually.

Everyone discovered that Zhang Jing's body-protecting immortal light gradually became dim, and his recovery speed became slower and slower each time.

A certain moment.

Within the body-protecting fairy light.

A flash of excitement flashed across Zhang Jing's pale and depressed face.

Ten breaths!

He looked up.

Only a trace of condensed white light was seen struggling to break through the restrictions of the black fog, directly drilling into the cracks in the void and disappearing.

Good boy, I'll see you again in the future.

A vague old laughter came to my ears.