Chapter 247 Did I mess up my gear?
Ding---
Talk to the remnant thoughts, feel good, and feel good.
Wuliangtian anchors Dafa, archives, and locks personal favorability.
Xia Ming found a long-lost sense of familiarity in this old crippled immortal.
Dialogue, false advancement, soul-crushing!
Dialogue, proper advancement, anchoring!
Bit by bit, keep moving forward.
The short blood spear that the immortal gave to Xia Ming has now turned into a ferocious bloody sword.
The hilt of the sword is very long, the sword body is even more slender, and there are floating blood threads clinging to the blade.
Obviously it was the blood of the immortal, but it condensed such a perverted sword.
I don’t know if it’s Xia Ming’s fault or the old Canxian’s fault.
There must be something wrong with one of them anyway.
It's more likely that neither is right.
……
Brother Tao!
Dare I ask if you know anything about generations?
To be honest, Brother Dao, the ancient generation may be able to make up for the shortcomings of the immortal generation.
If Brother Tao knows something, you might as well tell me.
Once the defects of the physical body from generation to generation are made up, the Taoist brother can directly reincarnate and rebuild.
With Brother Dao's talent, it's only a matter of time before he reaches the sky again.
Quietly looking at the extremely sincere Xia Ming in front of him.
The whirlpool of the world in Canxian's eyes quietly became stagnant.
[Make up for the disadvantages of generations? 】
[You ask me about ancient times...you...]
Just as Old Canxian was about to continue speaking, Xia Ming took action directly.
"Suppress the God!"
boom--
The thought of the residual immortal exploded in response.
As his soul trembled, the corners of Xia Ming's eyes twitched.
"Horse!"
"what happened?"
"How did that happen?"
"Did I say the wrong thing? Something is wrong!"
"Seven times! Seven times that have been stepping on the horse!"
"As soon as I asked about generations, this guy became suspicious. Could it be that generations are a forbidden word?"
After scratching his head hard, Xia Ming still couldn't figure it out.
"Is there a firewall in his head?"
"It can't be that... I'm riding the horse out of gear, right?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
……
It will take some time before the idea of residual immortal reappears.
Thoughts floating around, Xia Mingfang attracted another ear.
"What? You asked me to ask you a question? Why don't you go yourself?"
"Go...I always feel that that old boy is hiding something from me..."
"I won't go!"
"If you don't go... I'll tell him who stole Wuliang Mountain."
"Xia Ming! You! You are cruel!"
After a while, the immortal thought was reborn.
He rubbed his little hand with one ear and moved forward nervously.
"Hey...senior..."
【…】
"Hehe... Dare I ask if Senior knows about generations?"
[Generation? What are you? 】
[You dare to ask about generations? 】
【You are worthy of asking for generations! 】
"Forehead……"
【etc! evil creature! How dare you lie to me! ? 】
[Hurry up and show your true form! 】
"Suppress the God!"
boom----
Xia Ming couldn't stand it anymore and took action directly.
Horsey!
What a bullshit bird fairy.
After soothing his slightly lost ear, Xia Ming slowly walked to the center of the town.
The true demon bone turned into a spear and pierced the immortal's chest directly.
This shot not only penetrated the immortal's body, but also crucified the immortal's soul.
Due to the general trend of bone burial, the immortal's head and limbs have been integrated into the earth.
I am afraid that it won't be long, and the funeral bone can completely eat the immortal.
Turning on the magnetic field induction, Xia Ming noticed a distinctive aura under the bone spear.
The aura is very mysterious, ups and downs like a dragon, and the vicissitudes of life are long...
Feeling the breath quietly, Xia Ming knew.
It is the key to Master Wei's Immortal Killing Technique.
Immortal destiny...
What is destiny?
Some people say it is the creation of an era.
Some people also say that destiny is the identity of this world.
After sensing the destiny at close range, the doubt in Xia Ming's eyes became more intense.
He always feels...
There seems to be something wrong with this destiny...
"Why does my magnetic field sensing range become smaller when I get closer to this thing?"
"Is this thing a signal jammer?"
"I have to ask that old guy when I have time..." "No! Ask Tianming... will that guy be suspicious?"
"Horse!"
As his thoughts floated, Xia Ming offered up the White Bone Crane Feather Soul Refining Flag again.
The power of the soul was poured into it, and Hong Luo and Aten emerged one after another.
[Family ministers Hongluo and Taitun, pay their respects to the master! 】
Waving his hands slightly, Xia Ming continued.
"Let me show me, see how much this Zhenmao Avenue still has."
That's right.
As far as Xia Ming is concerned.
The creation of this place not only contains immortals, but also demons.
Xia Ming couldn't bear to miss the true demon path that could penetrate the immortals.
Looking at the true magic bone gun in front of him, Hongluo and Taiyao were stunned in place.
【This this……】
【Owner! This is the true demon bone of the demon king! 】
[The Dao bone is a spear, and the driving force is like a dragon. This is the true Demonic Bone Dao! 】
Listening to Hong Luo's voice, thoughts began to surge in Xia Ming's mind.
During this period of time, Xia Ming learned a lot of secrets about immortals and demons while being friends with immortals.
Immortals are more important than the soul, while demons are more important than the physical body. This is the consensus.
However, with the gradual decline of the real demon, the path of the demon is gradually forgotten by the world.
Immortals and demons have embarked on completely different development paths since their birth.
The immortals became stronger step by step. In order to support the powerful soul, they even developed the Dao Body of the Immortal Continent.
But the devil is different. The paranoid devil has embarked on a completely different development path.
They become more and more extreme, and they begin to pursue the ultimate in all aspects.
The True Demonic Avenue began to gradually split.
There is a demon who specializes in cultivating the bone path, coveting the immortality of the bones and making the path as long as a dragon.
There are demons who specialize in cultivating the path of blood, saying they are reborn with a drop of blood and will never die or be destroyed.
There are also demons who specialize in cultivating the path of fur. The method of fur is ever-changing and unpredictable.
Of course, there are also demons who don’t know what they are cultivating.
Just like Atun, this guy may specialize in the digestive system.
So, the gap between real demons and real demons is wider than the gap between real demons and dogs.
There is no doubt that the Bone Dao True Demon is definitely the best among the true demons.
……
[What a pity, what a pity. 】
With a long sigh, Hong Luo immediately looked at Xia Ming respectfully.
[Reporting to the master, the true demon bone path has been wiped out. 】
[The True Demon Dao Bone seems to be connected to the general trend of this area, so it did not collapse. 】
After taking a deep look at Hong Luo, a bright smile gradually appeared on Xia Ming's lips.
"Interesting, interesting..."
"I, Xia Ming, actually found a treasure..."
"Hong Luo, you are very good. You also know that Atun is not in good health..."
"You should encourage me more. The soul refining flag also needs a secondary soul as a supplement."
[Hong Luo will definitely work harder and live up to his master’s high expectations. 】
"good."
Looking at all this, Aten blinked blankly.
Although he didn't say anything on the surface, Aten was underestimating him secretly.
【Am I not in good health? 】
【It tastes delicious to me, and I feel great! 】
【Quack quack! 】
……
After retracting Hongluo and Tao Tao.
Xia Ming once again approached the terrifying True Demon Dao Bone.
After feeling it up close, Xia Ming also let out a long sigh.
"Ugh……"
"It looks like it's really dead."
Sitting cross-legged, Xia Ming opened the lower dantian furnace while feeling grateful for the general situation.
The Dantian roared, and as the blue fire rose, the blood boiled like soup.
Xia Ming needs inspiration to plot against the old crippled immortal.
A fierce collision of inspiration and endless ideas.
The scarlet blood surged endlessly, and Xia Ming slowly closed his eyes.
In the boundless darkness, Xia Ming heard a vague call.
……
【Child】
[Sleep, sleep, my father will help you find your lost memory. 】
[Obey and go to sleep quickly. The destiny you want is not in this life. 】
[Don’t be anxious...Don’t be anxious...]
[Father will help you. 】
……
【Father...Father...】
【Where have you been? Why can’t my child feel your presence? 】
[Father, I can't wait any longer. It's too dark here... I want to see the sun. 】
【I want to see many, many suns...】
……
[Father...you are right...]
[I was wrong, I became an immortal, but it was the wrong immortal. 】
[Wrong era, wrong destiny! Wrong immortal! 】
[Father...do you think I still have a chance...]
(End of this chapter)
