Chapter 351 Boss! We have become immortals! Quack quack!
Standing on top of Jingtong City is Xia Ming.
Xia Ming felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.
Si Liuming's biological father is dead, what does Xia Ming have to do with him?
Is it possible that Xia Ming still needs to be mourned?
Ignoring the strange looks in the eyes of the monks around him, Xia Ming went straight to the exit.
His work is done, and the next thing is arranged by the signing coach.
The old scholar looked at Xia Ming's retreating back with deep eyes and a calm expression.
The handsome man was speechless, but Wang Sheng, the right general on the side, couldn't stand it anymore.
"Sign up! Liansheng, this fellow, acts wantonly and recklessly, regardless of the consequences. He is really a black sheep!"
He took a deep look at Wang Sheng in front of him, his expression as an old scholar did not change.
"Then what your right general means...let them come in?"
As soon as the old scholar said these words, Wang Sheng immediately replied:
"No...signing the commander-in-chief, for the present plan, we should delay it in order to tire the enemy."
After gently patting Wang Sheng on the shoulder, the old scholar seemed to have admiration in his eyes.
"Right General, Jingtong Crown Prince Si Liuming will not make peace."
"The actions of the city lord will actually make them feel jealous and they will not dare to act rashly."
"Right general, right general, the art of tiring the enemy out will not last long. If you want to frighten those immortal continents..."
"You have to kill, you have to bleed, you have to catch the weak, and kill them until they are frightened!"
"Thieves who are thieves always carry a sharp sword. When the sword is drawn out, people will perish."
"We are thieves, big thieves."
As expected by the old scholar, Liang Lugong at the foot of the city had begun to doubt his life.
Is Si Liuming crazy?
There was no trace of sadness in his expression just now, but only gloating!
There's definitely something wrong with this guy's spirit, he's sick!
He actually said that Mr. Si Han was my father!
damn it!
It would be great if Si Hanjun were my father!
So why do I have to suffer so much when I'm riding a horse?
I still work so hard to help Qianyuan Xianzhou do all those dirty things?
With a heavy heart and a solemn look on his face, Liang Lugong left the scene silently.
Looking at Duke Lianglu who had returned, the several Badin monks who were waiting had strange expressions on their faces.
They are not deaf, they also heard Si Liuming's crazy words just now.
In front of Jingtong City, they had imagined many possibilities.
Even the Zhen Clan's important weapons were taken out.
However, they never thought that Si Liuming would be crazy.
With such clear understanding, should we fight or not?
If we attack by force, Si Liuming will kill everyone and destroy the entire Shituo City.
It is not without reason that practitioners are so worried.
After all, the battle in Daocheng is still spread among Jiuye.
The prince of Zhidao, Yuan Daojiang, destroyed the entire Zhidao city and ruined the ambition of the Sanbeihuang clan at the cost of a broken sword.
What if... Jingtong Shituo City also has such a trump card?
If Jingtong City exploded, would these monks be able to escape?
After thinking over and over again, a group of monks outside the city decided to camp on the spot and wait and see what would happen.
It's night and the wind is blowing.
The underworld energy is stirring, and the true dragon's breath is swaying in the wind.
The craze of vast underworld beasts also started.
Without any warning, Xia Ming led his troops out.
True Dragon's Breath is also a good thing for Xia Ming, and it can also help break Liuhan to train troops.
why not?
Moreover, Xia Ming also wanted to experiment with some interesting things.
As the Lord of Jingtong City, Xia Ming inherited part of Si Liuming's authority.
This was also the agreement reached by the thieves saints on the road at that time.
When Xia Ming led his troops to attack, Wang Sheng, the right general, watched with cold eyes. He even wanted to lock Xia Ming out.
However, left general Li Yuer and lieutenant general Ji Lun followed closely and also killed.
The second general moved, Captain Yu Lin and Lieutenant Colonel also moved.
After all, Xia Ming also plays Si Liuming.
If the prince moves, how can they stay still?
The right general doesn't know the general situation, but these thieves are quite knowledgeable.
Besides, he didn't even stop me after he said it, so it was obvious that he acquiesced.
A thief on the road is a thief, not a thief!
Thieves dare to fight and rob.
Taking the Evil Dragon Dao Spear from Qinglong Daozi's hand, Xia Ming's energy and blood surged, and he penetrated the defensive formation of the monks outside the city with one blow.
While going down to the dantian furnace to greedily swallow the true dragon's breath, Xia Ming raised his gun and charged directly towards the Chinese army's tent on the opposite side.
The spear was like a dragon, killing all directions. As his energy and blood surged, Xia Ming summoned the demon Jing Tong in his body.
Exploding the blood elixir stored in the lower dantian, Xia Ming directly blessed Jingtong's demon head on his body.
The golden light dispersed and thoughts agitated. Xia Ming tried his best to find the pulse of the silk Jingtong Immortal Technique.
The aura of Jingtong's immortal magic is still hidden within Jingtong's demon.
If you want to seek immortality, you also need to become a demon.
If you don’t become a demon, how can you become an immortal?
Little by little, as the demon continued to strengthen his body, wisps of dazzling golden light began to appear on Xia Ming's body.
At the same time, a group of Jiuye monks on the opposite side also noticed Xia Ming's rapid approach.
The first person to notice Xia Ming was Liang Lugong.
After spending many years in the world, Liang Lugong has already developed an almost perverted sixth sense.
Looking at the golden light on Xia Ming's body, Liang Lugong's body trembled suddenly.
This breath! This pulse!
That’s right!
Immortal magic!
Jingtong Immortal Technique!
This guy is crazy!
Jing Tong's life-saving method, did he use it to fight?
Si Liuming is really crazy!
With his thoughts stirring, Liang Lugong ran away.
Escaping from the stream of light, he smashed through several defensive formations.
Ignoring the roars of the other Badings, Lianglu Gong ran away without looking back.
While resisting the charge of the underworld beast, he also blocked the backstab of the thief on the road.
Liang Lugong's escape was like a river bursting its banks, out of control.
The collapse of the formation was the second most terrifying thing, but the most terrifying thing was that the soldiers were confused.
If the morale of the army is messed up, it will be all over.
Only through joint military formation can we block the impact here.
While scolding, all the Badings quickly stabilized the battle situation.
"Damn Mr. Lianglu! He deserves to be a Bading monk!?"
"Courageous young man! He wants to transform into a dragon? What a shame!"
"Rogue cultivators are still unreliable after all! Damn it! Hold on!"
"Put up the banner! Gather the clansmen! Stop the underworld beast!"
"Cultivators of the Yin and Yang realms and above, follow me and kill Si Liuming! Capture Jingtong City!"
"Behead Si Liuming and capture Jingtong City!"
……
The aristocratic family should not be underestimated.
With an order, the flag was raised, and the shattered hearts gradually gathered together.
Soon, several Bading Daxiu maintained the situation.
The defense line was gradually raised, and the military formations resumed their alliance.
While some monks blocked the frenzy of the underworld beasts, several major cultivators attacked Xia Ming brazenly.
Xia Ming rushed too deep, and the Evil Dragon Dao Spear in his hand was only a quasi-immortal weapon.
For the monk opposite, this is a good opportunity to behead him.
In an instant, four Bading monks descended from the sky.
The four cultivators unite and form a secret formation.
As the spiritual energy surges, the three sacred weapons dominate the sky.
A small cauldron is extremely ancient and clumsy, with black and yellow auras coiled around it.
A black flag, densely covered with arrow holes, stained with blood, full of evil spirit.
In addition to these two, there is also a large seal with missing corners.
It was dark and gloomy, and the breath was like an abyss.
The three respectful vessels form horns against each other and are pressed down firmly.
Although these three are not artifacts forged by immortals, they still emit waves that are comparable to quasi-immortal artifacts.
They are the inheritance tools of aristocratic families. They have been passed down and nurtured from generation to generation, and they have become otherworldly.
The combination of heavy weapons and terrifying pressure, like a mountain, came straight towards Xia Ming to suppress it.
Under the high pressure, the spiritual energy stagnated, and Xia Ming's body became a little stiff.
Under such pressure, the golden light on Xia Ming's body became more and more dazzling.
Under the high pressure, the pulse of immortal magic is ready to come out.
Seeing this scene in their eyes, the four Badings killed each other one after another.
"Stubborn! Hopeless!"
"Since you want to die! Then I'll let you die!"
"The Crown Prince! The bullshit Crown Prince! The Immortal Continent is gone!"
"The generation of immortals has passed! Times have changed!"
"Today is your death day, Si Liuming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the four statues and eight cauldrons were fully activated, and the three statues of weapons were spitting out terrifying light.
The light was bright and the energy gathered, like the Milky Way, crashing onto Xia Ming's head.
The light was like a pillar, penetrating the earth, and the surrounding beasts were ruthlessly crushed.
Ripples of terror spread across the surrounding area, and the entire battlefield fell into silence.
All the thieves on the road were stunned.
Frustrated?
Do you want to withdraw? At this time, left general Li Yuer still led the charge.
"How could our city lord be defeated! The city lord is the descendant of a big thief!"
This thief is not the other way.
The thieves on the road could naturally understand what Li Yuer meant.
Liansheng was Taoist Soul's beloved disciple. How could he die so easily?
With their thoughts clear, the thieves continued to charge.
As long as Liansheng Thirty-Seven can hold back the four Eight Cauldrons, they are confident that they can deal with the rest of the monks.
Seeing this scene on the distant city wall, the clenched fists under the sleeves of the old scholar slowly loosened their grip.
Looking at Wang Sheng aside from the corner of his eye, the old scholar then said: "Right general, prepare to activate the large formation and respond at any time."
Although Wang Sheng was unwilling to do so, he would not make a mistake in the face of major issues of right and wrong.
Nodding silently, Wang Sheng said nothing more.
……
At the time of life and death, under high pressure.
Xia Ming caught the fleeting flutter of immortal magic.
Although this operation was aggressive, Xia Ming was not unprepared.
There is an ear in front to do the intelligence work, and there are Qinglong Daozi and Po Liuhan behind to respond at any time.
And the most important thing is that with Xia Ming's physical strength, he will not be killed instantly with one blow.
Unless the opponent hits Immortal Strike or even Immortal Killing.
However, how can Immortal Strike and Immortal Slaughter be so easy to fight?
First of all, these two need immortal weapons to carry them. If there are no immortal weapons, the same transcendent weapon can also be used.
Having a heavy weapon is only a prerequisite, the key is to have the ability to fire it.
Immortal Strike, the bloodline of the Eight Cauldron Immortals, or the Nine Cauldrons to transcend tribulation.
As for Xian Tu, the conditions are even more perverted.
If he could defeat Xian Tu, let alone Xia Ming, not even Jingtong Shituo City could stop him.
……
The golden light is bright and the blood core trembles.
Point by point, under that terrifying attack.
The demon Jingtong was completely integrated into Xia Ming's body.
The golden light circulated, and Xia Ming seemed to be covered with a layer of golden armor.
Jingtong's immortal method is the golden cicada's escape from its shell.
The Jingtong bloodline uses flesh and blood as cicada sloughs, and immortal magic as a way to preserve life.
But in Xia Ming's opinion, this method is not advisable.
Does the cicada slough have to be flesh and blood?
Immortal Fa must escape?
Can't I condense multiple cicada sloughs at the same time?
Does it have to be a cicada?
Can't it be something else?
The road to immortality in Jingtong is narrow!
My foresight is far beyond that of an immortal!
Distracted thoughts agitated, golden light floated, and Xia Ming began to walk astray.
With a bang, a thick golden arm suddenly appeared from Xia Ming's back.
The golden light flows like a solid body.
And embedded in that golden palm was a bloody monk's elixir.
Twisted blood threads grew around the blood pill, and the blood threads spread, making the golden hand a little more alive.
This is not finished.
As Qi and blood surged, Xia Ming sacrificed three more bloody pills.
Enveloped by spiritual energy, the golden light spreads, and blood clots.
Immediately afterwards, three huge arms grew out of Xia Ming's back.
It can be regarded as the real body. Xia Ming's six big hands grasped the Evil Dragon Dao Spear at the same time.
With the blessing of spiritual energy, Xia Ming actually provoked the Tianhe River.
Seeing this scene in their eyes, the four Badings who maintained the pattern of imperial weapons already had some doubts about life.
This...is this magic?
Still a demon!
damn it!
While the fourth cultivator was horrified, Xia Ming also murmured in his heart.
"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"
"I always feel like something is wrong!"
"This is not the end of this method! I can still perfect it!"
"I can still become stronger!"
"Quack quack!"
Thoughts collided, and Xia Ming's eyes were bloodshot.
As the blood streaks tangled, a dark whirlpool quietly arose.
Under the dazzling golden light, no one noticed the bloody vortex.
Then, a miracle happened.
There was a thud.
Two more heads grew on Xia Ming's shoulders.
The slender neck, the sharp long mouth, and the witty eyes!
These two heads also have tufts of stupid hair!
That's right.
These are two crane heads.
Crane.
Two cranes appear in the world and sing loudly.
The sharp crane roar hurts the soul.
Seeing such a heartbreaking scene, the four Badings across from them suddenly felt their scalps numb and their hairs standing on end.
damn it!
How could there be such a weird and twisted fairy magic in the world!
Could it be that what Mr. Lianglu said was true?
Si Liuming is really crazy!
If he wasn't crazy, how could his magic become like this?
If he wasn't crazy, how could he grow the head of a crane!
damn it!
How much more must he want to become an immortal before he can grow the head of a crane!
While the fourth cultivator was horrified, Xia Ming also became numb.
"How did that happen?"
"Why did I grow a crane head!"
"Did I go the wrong way? Did I think wrongly?"
"No! No! No!"
"its not right!"
When Xia Ming was shocked, his two crane heads screamed loudly.
【Yes! Yes! Something is wrong! 】
【Quack, quack, quack! Boss, boss, we have become immortals! 】
【Become an immortal! Become an immortal! quack! It turns out that this is becoming an immortal! I understand! 】
[When we become the boss, we become immortals, quack quack quack! 】
[Old Jiu, I didn’t expect that you and I would be the first to become immortals! 】
【Quack, quack, quack! 】
Hearing this, Xia Ming still didn't understand.
The two crane heads next to him turned out to be He Liu and He Jiu!
damn it!
Between six and nine, who am I?
damn it!
The blood core trembled, and various thoughts began to surge wildly in Xia Ming's mind.
……
Something's wrong! Something's wrong!
Am I going the wrong way? Am I thinking wrong?
This is not Jingtong’s immortal method!
Golden cicada escapes from its shell? The golden cicada escapes from its shell!
Jing Tong used part of his physical body to condense the body clone.
I didn't use the physical body, I used the monk's elixir.
What I condensed is not a clone, what on earth did I realize!
……
While Xia Ming's soul was trembling, the little donkey hiding in the dark was so surprised that it was dumbfounded.
Opening his big mouth, saliva flowed, and the little donkey was so excited that his whole body trembled.
【Quack, quack, quack! 】
【So fresh! So fresh! 】
【Spicy and delicious! Good buddy is indeed a great dish! 】
【This taste! Simply irresistible! 】
【After eating the good ones, the little donkey will be delicious to the sky! 】
【Quack, quack, quack! 】
……
At this moment, the elder of the Four Cultivators gave a direct and bold order.
"He has gone crazy. Even if he uses immortal magic, he can't exert its power. Kill him! Once Si Liuming dies, Jingtong Shituo City will be at your fingertips!"
Seeing the four Eight Cauldrons coming to kill them, Xia Ming's eyes suddenly became stern.
Although Xia Ming didn't know what he was like, what Xia Ming knew was that he was very strong in this state, almost too strong!
When Xia Ming held the Evil Dragon Taoist Spear tightly, He Liu and He Jiu also began to scream loudly.
【Quack, quack, quack! 】
【I am with the boss! 】
【Eat, eat, eat! I eat like crazy! 】
[The boss and I are killing each other! 】
When the two cranes chirped in unison, the figure of the fourth cultivator suddenly froze.
The crane's cry came, and the fourth cultivator felt his soul sting and almost break.
That damn crane seems to be aimed at the soul!
After all, the Fourth Cultivator is not Xia Ming, and there is no such close bond between them and the crane.
Therefore, they could not understand the crane's words, and they could only hear the harsh and shrill cry of the crane.
"Crane disaster! Crane disaster! Si Luming realized something!"
"Damn it! This crane reminds me of the legendary Crane Disaster!"
……
"Secret Stories of Immortals" contains:
There was once a clan who occupied the mountains to preach and slander the immortals.
The immortal was grateful for the hardships of the common people, so he sent down the crane disaster as a punishment.
The crane roared for three days, shaking the sky, destroying all the mountains, and leaving corpses strewn across the fields.
(End of this chapter)
