Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Boom——

The sound of collapse is endless.

Seeing time passing by little by little, the old man's face couldn't help but reveal a hint of anxiety. He knew in his heart that there might not be much time left for him.

only……

He couldn't help but glance at King Li Xing opposite him.

This guy's strength is really ridiculous, even if he is himself, it will be difficult to fight him off for a while.

The key is that this person seems determined not to let him enter the treasure house of disaster.

"Stupid, stupid, how can there be such a person in the world! The emperor is already dead, and he still keeps that broken decree. We can't delay it any longer. It's better to fight for your life than to wait for death."

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of ferocity suddenly flashed in his eyes.

next moment.

A violent murderous intention burst out from his body, and instantly gathered into a turbulent wave in the air, sweeping towards the surroundings.

at the same time.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by bursts of evil neighing.

A flash of blood suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes, and his pupils quickly transformed into vertical pupils similar to those of some kind of snake demon, shining with a cold and ruthless light.

Scales with bloodshot eyes came out from under the flesh, covering the old man completely in an instant.

In an instant.

The other party turned into a strange creature that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and looked like a snake but not a snake, and its evil intent shot straight into the sky.

"King Li Xing, you deserve to die!"

A violent old voice filled with madness and confusion instantly echoed above the ruins of the capital city.

The words fell.

The thick tail flicked gently.

The strange life of the old man's incarnation suddenly turned into a dark red blood light, smashing into pieces of the void in an extremely arrogant manner. In an instant, it came to King Li Xing, and before the other party could react, he grabbed hard towards the chest.

He looked as if he was going to cut open his intestines and disembowel his stomach.

A violent and violent aura hit his face.

King Li Xing stood there blankly, motionless, as if he was frightened by the evil intention.

"The legendary secret method of the royal family originated from the power of the dragon demon! Isn't this secret method completely banned by His Majesty because every practice requires devouring the blood of the royal family? How could he-"

King Li Xing felt a chill in his heart.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand why people from the royal family died young so easily.

Come to your senses.

The giant hand covered with scales was close at hand, and King Li Xing found that he had no time to avoid it.

In desperation.

He had no choice but to cross his arms in front of him and summon up all his strength, hoping to block the blow.

Of course, King Li Xing actually had no confidence in this.

As His Majesty's shadow, he naturally knows the horror of this secret technique.

Once activated, the user will sacrifice his own life to attract the consciousness of the underworld, and the whole person will transform into a real dragon demon.

Tireless, fearless, infinitely powerful, invulnerable to all dharmas.

It is invincible unless more than five kings join forces, and their strength is extremely terrifying.

"Maybe I'm going to die here today? It's a pity that I don't have the chance to avenge His Majesty."

King Li Xing thought unwillingly.

But the next moment.

In his sight.

The dragon demon transformed by the old man seemed to have discovered something, and his movements froze suddenly. At the same time, there was a trace of deep fear in the other party's blood-red eyes.

See this.

King Li Xing's pupils shrank.

How can it be? This legendary demon who knows no fear can actually be afraid!

He suddenly realized something, turned around slowly and stiffly, and looked back.

A young figure with a smile on his face, who seemed to be strolling, came into view.

Towering! Vast!

The moment he saw that figure, King Li Xing's consciousness fell into a trance. He only felt that an ancient sacred mountain was pouring towards him.

It made him breathless.

"King Li Xing, have you seen that? That person is the one who killed His Majesty. Aren't you loyal? The time has come to avenge His Majesty."

A hoarse voice sounded in my ears.

Hearing this, King Li Xing couldn't help but feel the majestic resentment wrapped around that man, and immediately knew that what the old man said was true.

His expression instantly returned to sternness, and he said calmly without looking back:

"You don't need to challenge the general!"

After finishing speaking.

King Li Xing no longer cared about the old royal man behind him, but resolutely faced Zhang Jing step by step.

Facing this terrifying existence, he knew that he had no chance of winning.

But so what?

"revenge!"

King Li Xing roared loudly, his speed getting faster and faster.

The lonely figure exuded a tragic and tragic aura, casting a long shadow under the setting sun.

And behind him.

"It's so stupid, but it's good to have this scapegoat."

A flash of light flashed in the vertical eyes of the old royal man, and then he ran away in the opposite direction without any hesitation.

At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of entering the treasure house, and he only wanted to leave the capital, a place of right and wrong.

"Being able to escape from this person twice in a row may mean that my life should not be cut off at his hands. Stay alive! As long as you stay alive, there is hope of breaking through to the king level, and there may be the possibility of revenge!"

The old man's eyes were full of longing.

In the process of escaping.

He couldn't help but glance back at Zhang Jing, and the figure of Qu Junhou appeared in his mind, and he suddenly said with hatred in his heart:

"Maybe we made a mistake before. The real son of destiny is not Zhu Ming, but... this person! If I had known this, I should have gone to him. It's a pity that it was too late."

the other side.

"He is a tough-minded man, but I didn't expect that there is such a person among the demon practitioners. From this point of view, maybe this world is not as bad as I thought before."

His eyes swept across the determined face of the man in black robe.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but flash a flash of approval in his eyes.

His spiritual consciousness covered the entire capital, and he could naturally hear the conversation between this man and the old man clearly.

But since you want to die, then just do as the other party wishes.

It's hard to say anything else, but at least in this aspect, I have always been generous.

Think of this.

A blood moon scimitar quietly appeared in Zhang Jing's hand, and it was filled with the terrifying aura of a middle-grade immortal treasure.

Just holding it gently in the hand, the magic knife spontaneously and continuously spits out the sharp edge, cutting tiny cracks in the void.

He took one step forward and his entire body disappeared immediately.

The next moment.

An illusory and misty ripple suddenly appeared in front of King Li Xing.

"This is?"

King Li Xing stopped suddenly and his heart trembled subconsciously.

But momentarily.

He then saw the young man in yellow, Shi Shiran, walking out of the ripples.

The other party glanced at him lightly, and then he saw a scarlet sword light suddenly light up, overwhelming the sky and occupying the entire field of vision in an instant.

This knife condensed the murderous intent in the sky and froze the soul.

King Li Xing tried his best to resist, but under the light of the sword, he was horrified to find that his body was frozen in place, unable to move at all.

It seemed that there was no other choice but to wait quietly for death.

On the verge of death.

Time seemed to slow down.

"Is this the one who killed all the kings in one fell swoop? His strength is really terrifying to the extreme! However, the way he looked at me just now seemed to be full of praise?"

The moment before losing consciousness.

For the first time, King Li Xing felt a sense of honor in his heart.

boom!

The body, split in two, fell heavily on the rubble.

Zhang Jing did not stop.

He glanced at the old man who was about to leave his sight, then took a step forward and disappeared again.

There was only a chuckle left, slowly echoing

"Oh, I can't let you run away this time."

…

…

Time passed slowly.

The capital fell into deathly silence.

Marquis Hanshui quietly moved King Li Xing's mutilated body back to the Demon-Suppressing Division, and then slowly placed it into a thin coffin that he had just pieced together haphazardly.

"I can't find a suitable coffin for a while. I hope you won't find it objectionable and have a safe journey."

He spoke softly, with a hint of confusion in his voice.

Many kings and lords have died, and the capital has been reduced to ruins. Where should I go?

While thinking about it.

A burst of light footsteps suddenly sounded in my ears.

Marquis Hanshui's heart trembled, and he immediately knelt down on the ground without any hesitation, not even daring to raise his head.

He knew in his heart that apart from that being, there should be no one else who could come to Suppress the Demon Division at this time.

As for the royal one.

Faced with the pursuit of the being who could kill Lord Shadow with a single sword, Marquis Hanshui really couldn't figure out where the opponent's chance of survival lay.

I guess the body is already cold by now.

Not long after.

The footsteps suddenly disappeared.

"Phew——, survived!"

Han Shuihou breathed a sigh of relief, and his anxious heart gradually relaxed.

He raised his head slightly, and a yellow figure carrying a corpse suddenly appeared in front of him. Han Shuihou's body shook violently, and he fell to the ground again in an instant, not daring to move.

Cold sweat soaked through his clothes in an instant.

Inside the palace.

"Is this the body of the Calamity Treasure House? It's exactly the same as the one I saw in Mengyang County before." Zhang Jing looked at the ancient stone door in front of him that was covered with mysterious patterns, and a smile slowly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Turn around.

He finally stood in front of this top-notch innate divine object.

Divine consciousness quietly penetrated into it.

"Hmm? An ownerless thing?"

Zhang Jing was startled, but it only took a moment before he reacted quickly.

Right!

The God of Fortune and the other kings of Dayin are dead. If this thing still has an owner, it will really be a ghost.

His eyes lightly swept over the corpse of the old royal man he was carrying in his hands.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Then, there was a 'bang' and his body was thrown aside.

Zhang Jing, on the other hand, slowly walked to the calamity treasure house, sat down cross-legged, and his majestic consciousness came out of his body in an instant, directly wrapping the stone door tightly.

Time passed quietly.

As his consciousness slowly penetrated into the core of the calamity treasure house, a trace of fatigue appeared on Zhang Jing's face.

at some point.

Buzz! Buzz!

The treasure house of calamity trembled slightly, and then its whole body bloomed with a deep light as dark as ink.

at the same time.

There are magic divisions in various prefectures, counties and towns in Dayin.

The stone doors of the calamity treasure house suddenly shattered and turned into powder.

"Something happened in the capital!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, with deep fear in their eyes.

…

…

In the secret palace of the Demon Suppression Department.

"It's done! Well, there are so many demon cores!" Zhang Jing held up a three-inch-high stone door in his hand, and his consciousness couldn't help but tremble.

Don't blame him for being so gloomy.

In fact, the quantity and quality of all kinds of demon cores contained in this calamity treasure house are far beyond what was originally expected.

As for all kinds of strange objects, there are also a lot of them.

It took a while.

Zhang Jingfang gradually calmed down.

"Sure enough, the greater the risk, the greater the reward! It can be called a massive demon core, and the universal experience contained in it is enough for the main body to complete all the accumulation of the Golden Core Realm and step into the Dharma Realm! After returning, select the best remaining ones as soon as possible An innate divine creature suitable for deriving the natal world.”

"As for these weird objects, I don't know how many innate divine objects we can get together... Let's wait until we get back."

Zhang Jing smiled slightly, then seemed to think of something, and immediately put his hand into the treasure house of disaster and groped for a while.

Less than a moment.

He pulled out his hand again, and an origin crystal emitting waves of mysterious fluctuations suddenly appeared in his palm.

"It's time to go back."

Zhang Jing firmly held the Origin Crystal in his hand, then turned around and walked directly outside.