Chapter 372 The Great Black Hand of the Extreme Dao
Yang Zhenwu's blood escape flowed.
The space he passed through fluctuated violently.
It's like an arrow shot into the water, invisible impact on the floating surroundings.
boom--
Almost at the moment Qinglong Daozi sensed the murderous intent.
Yang Zhenwu, the true demon of the blood path, had smashed down with thousands of qi and blood.
The spurts of energy and blood turned into sharp edges, plowing through the ground and killing the two people and one donkey on the opposite side.
The bow string broke in an instant, and the cold spear shone in an instant.
Thunder's murderous intent moves in an instant.
In this panic, the two of them and one donkey could only use their own methods to resist.
The white mist condenses in front of Han Dong'er, the snake shadow floats, and the bloody attack disappears into nothingness.
And Qinglong Daozi directly picked up the donkey and blocked it in front of him.
Qinglong Daozi understands the rough skin and thick flesh of a donkey.
【Gah! It hurts! 】
Only a miserable donkey bray was heard.
The next moment, a huge force struck, and Ye Qingyan and the little donkey were directly knocked away.
[Hey guys, the donkey and you are close to each other, and you and the donkey are brainstorming! ? 】
【Hey guys! You are not kind! The little donkey is dying! 】
【Gah! Hello guys! You have to tell the big pot! He owes me a piece of meat! 】
Pushing the nagging little donkey away, holding the Evil Dragon Taoist Spear, Qinglong Daozi's eyes turned cold.
Spiritual energy surges, energy and blood beat against the shore, and the shadow of the river of blood covers one side.
Under the strange appearance, Yang Zhenwu exerted all his pressure and went straight towards Qinglong Daozi to suppress him.
The pinnacle of Bading! The real demon of blood! Revealed!
While using all his strength to activate his physical body's energy and blood to cover up his injuries, Yang Zhenwu was also trying to make a quick victory.
The way to attack is to attack the heart first. How many people in the world dare to draw their swords against the strong?
Yang Zhenwu was betting that Qinglong Daozi would not dare to resist.
But what he didn't expect was that Qinglong Daozi was exactly that kind of reverse cultivator.
Holding the Nielong Dao Spear, Qinglong Daozi directly activated the Nielong Gangqi.
"court death!"
"Dahe Blood Prison Forest!"
With a cold look in his eyes, Yang Zhenwu's energy and blood suddenly turned into thousands of sharp points, and he stabbed out boldly.
Although Yang Zhenwu failed to overcome the tribulation, the Zhenwu Dao blood he finally gathered was absorbed by the bloody dragon shadow.
However, there is no doubt that Yang Zhenwu's blood concentration has increased a lot.
His energy and blood already showed a faint hint of black.
That is the true charm of Zhenwu Dao style.
With just this blow, the energy of several evil dragons urged by Qinglong Daozi were directly torn apart ruthlessly.
The dark energy and blood are even more powerful, and they are heading towards Qinglong Daozi to kill the general.
In the realm of Bading, one can reach the sky step by step.
Even if Yang Zhen's martial body possesses Dao injuries, his full blow is not something Qinglong Daozi can resist.
Seeing those sharp and ferocious swords about to pierce Qinglong Daozi's body, the sharp black wind and the white sword light came quickly.
At the critical moment, Han Dong'er and Little Donkey took action in unison.
The little donkey almost swelled into a big ball, its big mouth opened, and the billowing black wind mixed with fierce fire roared out.
Han Dong'er also gathered strength to sacrifice his sword, and the slender white snake loomed.
The two intervened, and Qinglong Daozi, who had taken a breath, raised his gun again.
Secretly activating the dragon's Taoist magic, Taoist spears were laid out across the board, and six evil dragons entangled and killed them.
boom--
The Tao and Dharma are in conflict, and the spiritual energy is rising and falling.
The wandering Zhenwu bloodstains wantonly eroded the surrounding bones and land.
The attack failed, and Yang Zhenwu was happy instead of angry.
Staring closely at the Evil Dragon Spear in Ye Qingyan's hand, the corner of his eye glanced at the slender jade sword held by Han Dong'er.
Yang Zhenwu didn't know that this was his destiny!
"The ancients never deceived me! Good things and bad things depend on each other. Although I didn't become Jiuding, God gave me the treasure!"
"Hahahaha! Blood packs as gifts, be particular about it! Be particular about it!"
"Daoxun Zhenwu! The sea is boundless!"
"You will be beheaded later!"
With a ferocious laugh, Yang Zhenwu's body trembled, and thousands of bloodshot threads roared out.
The blood energy spreads boundlessly with the wind, and in a daze, the vast sea of blood seems to have the power to cover the sky.
Facing such an attack, Qinglong Daozi's expression darkened, and finally he resolutely stood in front of Han Dong'er and Little Donkey.
"You go quickly, I will stop them, little donkey, protect Han Dong'er."
"Leave? None of you can leave!"
As soon as the real devil's words fell, the stormy waves were also brazenly photographed.
At the same time, Qinglong Daozi also activated the Nielong Dao Spear with all his strength.
In the final analysis, the Nielong Taoist Spear is only a quasi-immortal weapon.
And Qinglong Daozi was only in the middle stage of Bading.
If the two are superimposed, you won't be able to create a fairy strike.
If the Immortal Strike cannot be executed, Qinglong Daozi may not be able to shake Yang Zhenwu's boundless sea of blood.
If Yang Zhenwu was in full strength, the battle situation would have been decided at this moment, but he was not in full strength. As the battle situation continued to drag on, the Taoist injuries in Yang Zhenwu's body could no longer be suppressed.
The Nine Cauldron Thunder Tribulation is no joke. Even if Yang Zhenwu is a real blood demon with a very thick blood bar, he is still a bit overwhelmed. If he does not get a timely supply of blood, he is afraid that his demon body will leave wounds that are difficult to heal. .
"We can't delay it any longer! I have to kill this woman!"
Yang Zhenwu's thoughts were firm, and the sea of blood covered the sky, causing trouble again.
However, immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked Yang Zhenwu happened.
The woman's spiritual energy seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. It rose upwards. The spiritual energy was surging, and the Evil Dragon Taoist Spear exploded with an extremely terrifying attack. The dark energy directly pulled out a thin line in Yang Zhenwu's sea of blood. Long opening.
When he was horrified, Yang Zhenwu heard the brisk voice of Qinglong Daozi again.
"You're finished. My Qinglong is back."
Qinglong! ?
When he heard the word Qinglong, Yang Zhenwu was stunned.
Aren’t the Dragons of the Far North collapsed?
The black dragon Jiuqu has been beheaded, who is this Qinglong?
Why have you never heard of it?
Besides, with the arrogance of a dragon species, how can it be fed by others!
This woman is lying to me!
She's stalling for time!
The thought came to him in an instant, and before Yang Zhenwu had time to react, he suddenly felt a sudden chill behind him.
That feeling!
It's like being stared at by a poisonous snake!
Zhenmo's proud intuition urged Yang Zhenwu to make a quick decision. The woman in front of him could only tear his blood, and the threat behind him might directly kill him!
Yang Zhenwu can still tell what is light and what is serious!
Turn around the sea of blood and attack behind you. The attack comes first and your eyes follow.
Immediately afterwards, Blood Demon Yang Zhenwu saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.
A big hand entangled with several demonic energies violently tore open his sea of blood.
On that big hand, Yang Zhenwu saw traces of skin demons, blood demons, and even bone demons!
Several evil ways are entangled!
What the hell is this guy!
His soul can bear these evil thoughts!
Why isn't he crazy?
"Damn! I've met the ninth ancestor!"
For a moment, Yang Zhenwu's head twitched and he said these words.
The wilderness in the far west is relatively isolated and barren.
Even the immortals looked down upon that bad land.
Therefore, the land in the far west has not been brainwashed by the immortals.
The monks there value strength more, absolute power.
There is no right or wrong there, fists are the last word.
Therefore, the Far West remembers the first generation of the Ninth, and they even regard the Ninth as an object of worship.
The ninth generation is extremely powerful!
The source of true demons, possessing multiple demonic paths, yet still able to maintain his sanity online.
This is God!
What happened to the bloody chaos caused by the ninth generation?
The ninth one must have his reason!
If you don’t become a demon, you won’t live alone!
The demons in the extreme west all agree that if they are the ninth, not only the Dao body, but also all mortals will die!
In comparison, the ninth generation is simply a paragon of morality.
……
Before Yang Zhenwu finished speaking, he saw Xia Ming's face again.
Not paying attention to Xia Ming's delicate face, Yang Zhenwu only saw Xia Ming's terrifying eyes.
The right eye is entangled in whirlpools, and the left eye is surrounded by white rings.
The simple black and white colors made Yang Zhenwu look chaotic and crazy.
"Damn it! Immortal! This guy is actually an immortal! What are those white ringed fish eyes!"
The moment Yang Zhenwu lost his mind, the whirlpool in Xia Ming's eyes swirled wildly.
Then, the flaw in Yang Zhenwu's soul became even greater, and this guy didn't choose to resist immediately.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and Xia Ming showed a gentle smile.
"Zhenwu Taoist, you are destined to me!"
The next moment, a huge black hand suddenly appeared behind Yang Zhenwu.
Silently, the huge black hand grabbed Yang Zhenwu completely!
If you look closely, you will find that this huge black hand has eight slender fingers!
The slender fingers came with terrifying power, so powerful that it was even more domineering than the power of Yang Zhenwu's energy and blood!
What frightened Yang Zhenwu even more was that these eight fingers were still collapsing and crackling. This seems to be some kind of terrible method of sacrifice.
Sacrifice the energy and blood of your fingers in exchange for a pure explosion of power!
This is not finished!
Just when Yang Zhenwu was trying to resist, there was another terrifying movement from the eight-fingered hand.
collapse!
collapse! collapse!
The three fingers collapsed, followed by an explosion of terror.
In an instant, Yang Zhenwu was crushed to death.
At this moment, Xia Ming's lower dantian opened, swallowing all the Blood Demon's true blood.
In the far west Tianye, Yang Zhenwu, the blood demon at the pinnacle of the Eight Cauldrons.
——Die in battle.
In just a few breaths, the Eight Cauldron Demon's flesh and blood turned into mud.
After calming down, Xia Ming directly began to activate his lower dantian to purify the true blood demon.
Dual-tasking, Xia Ming also began to summarize the shortcomings just now.
That big eight-fingered hand was a newly created technique by Xia Ming.
This method is a combination of the ultimate annihilation method and the formless hand.
Extreme destruction is the way to sacrifice, and what stands out in the formless hand is a strange thing.
Xia Ming planned to call this attack [The Great Black Hand of the Ultimate Dao].
This method also has chaotic eyes and samsara eyes to cover up the aura.
It can be said to be silent and extremely ruthless.
The main thing is to catch the toad and squeeze out the urine.
In preliminary tests, this method was quite successful.
While Xia Ming calmed down his energy and blood, the rest of the people around him became frightened.
Looking at Xia Ming not far away, Qinglong Daozi looked solemn.
Ye Qingyan could feel that the fluctuations in Xia Ming's soul were very unusual. Xia Ming, the green dragon, was growing faster than Qinglong Daozi expected, and a sense of crisis that was difficult to suppress quietly arose in Qinglong Daozi's heart.
Will the green dragon bite its master?
While Ye Qingyan was feeling fearful, Liansheng was already terrified. Liansheng Thirty-Seven, whose legs were trembling, wished he could kneel down in front of Xia Ming.
He fears.
He was afraid that Xia Ming would trace his disrespect.
This is not an immortal, what is an immortal! ?
Liansheng Thirty-Seven has secretly determined in his heart that Xia Ming is the immortal in his heart!
While the two were afraid, the little donkey was extremely excited.
It doesn't care how strong Xia Ming is, it only cares whether Xia Ming is fragrant or not.
There is no doubt that Xia Ming is even more interesting.
The rich flavor of Xia Ming made the little donkey tremble.
The little donkey had a hunch that as long as it ate the whole cauldron, it would know the answer to all this.
What immortals and demons are all bullshit!
None of that matters!
The little donkey was very excited, but someone was even more excited than the little donkey.
Just when the little donkey was about to fly towards Xia Ming, a little foot stepped on its tail.
The head flew out, but the tail didn't catch up. The donkey's skin was like a spring, and the little donkey fell suddenly.
【Gah! ? 】
【Who stepped on my tail! 】
【Don’t let me catch you! 】
While the little donkey was scolding, it saw another white shadow jumping directly into Xia Ming's arms.
Then, the little donkey froze on the spot.
Not to mention the little donkey, even Qinglong Daozi was stunned.
Under the shocked gazes of one person and one donkey, Han Dong'er, who fell into Xia Ming's arms, had already burst into tears.
"Woooooooo..."
"Master, I finally found you."
"Master, Dong'er... Dong'er misses you so much."
Looking at the tearful Han Dong'er in his arms, Xia Ming's mind was filled with thoughts. After many tangles, Xia Ming still patted Han Dong'er's shoulder gently.
Feeling Xia Ming's warm big hand, Han Dong'er buried her little head deeply into Xia Ming's arms.
Sniffing Xia Ming's breath greedily, Dong'er's sobs subsided little by little.
Xia Ming naturally knows Han Dong'er's origins when his true self returns.
Handong'er is a great medicine for the soul.
A great soul-stirring medicine prepared by Master Zhao for his beloved son.
The name of this medicine is Tongming Soul.
Master Zhao has been planning for thousands of years for this great medicine.
Immortal Longwu's paranoia and madness are not accidental.
But he took too much soul medicine.
Eat like crazy and get high.
This guy doesn't want to become an immortal, he wants to become a demon.
Longwu thought he had discovered the ancient Zhao family's secret soul medicine.
Little did he know that he himself had fallen into Master Zhao's scheme.
Immortal Longwu and the people of this continent obtained this medicine.
Lord Zhao’s foreshadowing is simply terrifying!
In fact, according to Master Zhao's plan, his child should awaken in this era.
This world is grand and unprecedented, and destiny is eternal. Coupled with Lord Zhao's foreshadowing, his children will rise rapidly.
The great medicine called Han Dong'er will also be attracted by Zhao's soul. Once this great medicine is taken, the yin and yang souls will be completely fused.
Master Zhao had planned everything, but he didn't expect that his naughty child would wake up early.
Not only did he awaken, the Yin and Yang souls worked together, he also became an immortal!
Reincarnation came again, and Xia Ming felt very uncomfortable when facing Han Dong'er, a great medicine.
After all, Han Dong'er is also innocent.
Xia Ming was just glad that it was Han Dong'er who he met.
If Zhao Liuche encounters Han Dong'er, Han Dong'er may be gone right now.
Xia Ming is determined not to let Han Dong'er fall into Zhao Liuche's hands!
With the thought firmly in mind, Xia Ming also slowly wrapped his arms around Han Dong'er's slender waist.
Seeing this scene in his eyes, the eyes of Qinglong Daozi not far away suddenly became extremely serious.
At this moment, the little donkey with its tail curled up also moved next to Qinglong Daozi.
【Quack quack! Do you guys still protect others? 】
[This is a good time, I can send all my green dragons into someone else’s arms! 】
【Master Qinglong Mountain! It’s fun to help others! Quack quack! 】
With his eyes lowered, his jade hands clenched tightly, and his lips slightly pursed, Qinglong Daozi punched the little donkey on the head.
"Shut up! Noisy donkey! You're disturbing my meditation! It's messing with my Taoist mind!"
boom--
Qinglong Daozi's punch didn't hold anything back.
The energy was so intense that the surroundings trembled like thunder.
Hearing such noise, Han Dong'er was too embarrassed to lie in Xia Ming's arms.
Although Dong'er was extremely obsessed with this feeling, she was also aware of the resentment coming from behind her.
Pulling Xia Ming's sleeves carefully, Han Dong'er looked at Qinglong Daozi not far away with a worried expression.
"Master... I'm like this... Sister Ye won't be angry, right?"
Hearing Han Dong'er's words, Xia Ming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Good guy...
Is Dong'er a bad learner?
Looking back at Han Dong'er's big, watery eyes.
Xia Ming felt that he was thinking too much.
Dong'er... shouldn't be thinking so much.
The moment Han Dong's words came out, Qinglong Daozi couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the donkey's ears.
Ye Qingyan sensed an uncontrollable sense of crisis in Han Dong'er's body.
This cold winter is here for her green dragon!
At this moment, the donkey's voice also sounded quietly in Ye Qingyan's ears.
【Hello guys! cooperate! We have to cooperate! 】
[This little girl doesn’t look like a good person! 】
[You don’t know, there is a long worm behind her! 】
[One look is big, one look is small, at first glance, it is not a good thing! 】
……
While Xia Mingmingchi was enlightening, Zhao Liuche from Daguan Shituo City was not idle either.
After eating Zhao Jiu, Zhao Liuche's physical body finally took a breath of relief.
The physical body was fine, but Zhao Liuche's spirit became increasingly uneasy.
He always felt like something big was going to happen.
Could it be inner demons at work?
Something happened to Xia Ming?
What could happen to Xia Ming?
The uneasiness in my heart cannot be suppressed.
In the end, Zhao Liuche decided to make a divination.
First, ask about heaven and earth, and second, ask about ghosts and gods.
Three questions to Father Zhao...
(End of this chapter)
