Chapter 160 Killing the Foundation Establishment Monk [Two Chapters in One]

Xia Daoming ran all the way until he was seven or eighty miles away from Yanyang Ridge and could no longer see Yanyang Ridge, so he slowed down.

Logically speaking, he is already relatively powerful now.

But be careful when sailing.

This time he carried three Foundation Establishment Pills with him. If they really spread the word, not to mention the Foundation Establishment monks, even the ancestors of the fake pills might be tempted to take action.

The setting sun soon fell completely behind the western mountains.

The dusk is vast.

Xia Daoming came to a canyon passage.

There are cliffs on both sides and the road is flat and spacious. This is the official road of Qingzhou.

There is no shortage of people coming and going during the day.

But now that night has fallen, there are no villages or shops at either end of the canyon passage, and ferocious beasts appear from time to time at night. Travelers pass through early before the sun goes down, or rest early and wait for the day to take this path again.

Now at night, the passage is long and quiet, and the cries of night owls are heard from time to time on both sides, echoing in the canyon, making people feel frightened.

However, Xia Daoming, who was tired of the crowds and bustle in the city these days, actually enjoyed the rare quietness after so many days.

Suddenly, Xia Daoming felt a warning sign.

The steps stopped.

About thirty feet ahead, in the middle of the canyon passage, there was a man standing with his hands behind his back.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The man looked at Xia Daoming and said calmly.

"Did you admit the wrong person?" Xia Daoming asked coldly, his heart sinking slightly.

"Don't worry, I saw you coming out of Fangshi and you won't admit your mistake." The man said as he strolled towards him.

Xia Daoming's face changed slightly, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

His consciousness is now powerful and his six senses are sharp.

Unless the other party is very powerful, it is impossible for him not to feel it if he follows him all the way.

Or, the other party has some powerful tracking methods.

But this was not the time for Xia Daoming to think about this.

Anyway, the Thirty-Six Strategy is still the best strategy now, don't get entangled with people like this who don't know the details.

However, just as Xia Daoming had this idea, he noticed three auras approaching him from top to bottom about ten feet behind him.

These three breaths gave Xia Daoming the same feeling as Lu Renwei, the elder of the Lu family.

Xia Daoming instantly understood that the other party was tracking him from above.

But even so, Xia Daoming still had doubts.

Tracking from the sky, as long as the distance is not far enough, he should still be able to detect it.

But this was not the time to seek answers. Xia Daoming made a quick decision and jumped up, with a black tiger sword and a black dragon gun in his hand.

While the person was in mid-air, Xia Daoming turned sideways, swung his knife horizontally across the sky behind him, and pointed his gun far ahead to guard against the man who was strolling in the courtyard.

At the same time, his body was covered with dragon scale armor transformed by strength.

Seeing Xia Daoming pointing his gun at him and slashing across the back with his knife, the man's lips curled up into a contemptuous sneer.

Ten feet away.

He is an eleventh-grade martial arts master, and his skills are useless.

The three women who were flying down from the sky saw Xia Daoming slashing with his sword. They also smiled coldly and turned their palms over, revealing that they already had an additional magic weapon.

The magical weapon was glowing with light, and just as it was about to be released, the expressions of the man and the three women changed almost at the same time.

"Twelfth-grade Grandmaster!"

I saw that the sword struck out horizontally, and a dazzling cold light suddenly lit up in the darkness, and a black winged tiger roared out.

The two tiger wings are like two huge blades, cutting through the air and causing friction with the air, making a harsh sound and a blazing light.

The black winged tiger is here in a blink of an eye.

The magic weapons in the hands of the three women have been sacrificed and they are killing Yihu.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Winged Tiger seemed to have spirituality, its body was spinning in the air, and its wings were flapping against the magic weapon.

The huge tiger wings flapped down and knocked the three magic weapons down into the canyon.

The three women were mentally connected to the three magical artifacts. As soon as the magical artifacts were knocked down, they immediately felt the energy and blood in their bodies churning, and their magic power was turbulent. They could no longer control the wind that wrapped around them, and their whole bodies were teetering on the edge of falling into the canyon.

The three women's faces turned pale, and they gritted their teeth and used magic formulas repeatedly to activate the falling magic weapon.

The magic weapon buzzed, the light lit up, stopped falling, and was about to rise into the sky.

The three women secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the black winged tiger that had knocked down three magic weapons stagnated slightly in the air, and then rushed towards the three of them at an even faster speed.

"No!"

The screams of three women pierced the silent canyon.

The women on both sides were cut off at the waist by huge tiger wings, and a woman in the middle was scratched in the chest by the tiger's claws and died on the spot.

"Damn it! How could he be so powerful!" The man who had originally discovered that Xia Daoming was a twelfth-grade martial arts master, but his face changed slightly, and was a little surprised, now completely changed his face.

A claw magic weapon covered with jet-black scales was instantly pulled out by him, and he grabbed Xia Daoming through the air from twenty feet away.

The claws swelled in the wind, and when they approached about ten feet, they were already large enough to cover an area of ​​about half an acre, making people look dwarfed under the giant claws.

"Foundation-building monk!" Xia Daoming's pupils suddenly shrank, showing a look of solemnity, but at the same time he was inexplicably excited inside.

The Black Dragon Spear had already shot out at this time, transforming into a black dragon, blocking its giant claws eight or nine feet away, preventing it from getting close.

A monk in the foundation-building stage, his lethality is astonishing. You can tell at a glance that this giant claw is a very powerful magic weapon.

Even though Xia Daoming relied on the strength of his Qi and blood to form a body-protecting armor that was extremely strong and strong, not comparable to the monk's thin Zhenqi Gangshield, he was not sure that it could withstand the sharp claws of the giant claw.

Naturally, we need to keep the enemy at bay and give ourselves more room for maneuver.

In fact, the same goes for battles between monks and monks.

Basically, they were fighting each other with magic weapons in the air, and if they couldn't beat them, they would run away.

The disadvantage of martial arts masters is that the distance at which they can kill enemies through the air with their strength is much inferior to the distance at which monks can kill enemies by releasing magic weapons. Moreover, martial arts masters cannot rely on external force, and all they consume is their own energy and blood. Unlike those who practice immortality, they can mobilize the energy between heaven and earth through magical weapons and spells. They can also draw spiritual power from spiritual stones while fighting to replenish part of the consumption of true energy and magic power.

Therefore, once a martial arts master faces a monk, he will try to close the distance and fight quickly, regardless of the danger.

Under normal circumstances, when a twelfth-grade martial arts master faces a foundation-building monk, he will either act fiercely like a tiger and charge forward regardless of danger, or he will make a decisive decision and run away regardless of danger.

Like Xia Daoming, a twelfth-grade martial arts master actually fights in the air with the magic weapon of a foundation-building monk at a distance of eight or nine feet. This is actually a slow suicide.

The powerful dragon is not a real dragon. It looks short under the giant claws, but it is very powerful.

Under the dark night, in the canyon, a dragon and a claw were fighting in mid-air, whipping up gusts of wind and blowing off countless leaves. The impact of the fight was such that gravel rolled down the cliff from time to time.

While manipulating the giant claw, the man continued to approach, stopping only about fifteen feet away.

At such a distance, even if Xia Daoming's transformation power managed to break through his black dragon claws, there would be no chance of reaching his body.

And once Xia Daoming turns around and runs away, at such a distance, he can definitely use the black dragon claws to chase him down.

"It's rare for a Grand Master to be as powerful as you!" The man stopped, secretly breathing a sigh of relief and looking at Xia Daoming with a joking look on his face.

As for the murder of his three men, it seemed that he had already forgotten about it.

"I'm very surprised, how did you track me?" Xia Daoming asked while "struggled" to release his strength to fight with the opponent.

"Did you see the mouse on my shoulder? It's called the Tianxiang Rat, and you can smell a special fragrance from a hundred miles away." The man was in a good mood when he saw that he would get three Foundation Establishment Pills soon. I am happy to satisfy Xia Daoming's curiosity.

"Tianxiangshu, the fragrance?" Xia Daoming's face changed slightly, and then he quickly said: "It turns out to be that girl Zishan! You really know people and faces but don't know what you know. Such a petite and cute female fairy, I didn't expect that you were the one to arrange it. An Zi in Lingrui Pavilion."

"No wonder you were able to become a Grandmaster at such a young age. You are indeed a smart man!" The man praised, with a look of regret in his eyes.

He is a very narcissistic and very classy person.

Even if you are robbed and killed on the way, if possible, you still have to show off your posture and show off your style.

Xia Daoming's reaction made him feel a little sympathetic, but it was a pity that the three Foundation Establishment Pills were too tempting, otherwise he would have wanted to recruit Xia Daoming.

"So what if you're smart? I'm not fooling you." Xia Daoming said with a "struggling and depressed" look on his face.

"Haha!" The man laughed proudly.

However, the Black Dragon Claw killed even more ferociously.

Since Xia Daoming admired him so much, he naturally wanted to show it off and let him know that he was not only smart, but also more powerful.

Of course, the most important thing is to consume the opponent's energy and blood as quickly as possible so that he can kill him in one fell swoop.

The black dragon transformed by the strength finally couldn't hold on under the attack of the black dragon's claws and began to retreat steadily.

Xia Daoming also retreated continuously, keeping distance to prevent the black dragon's claws from getting closer to him.

The man was proud and used his black dragon claws to press forward step by step.

The distance is getting closer.

Xia Daoming suddenly retreated.

The man was startled and rushed after him.

Xia Daoming stopped suddenly and slashed with the knife in his right hand.

The evil tiger rushed out, directly crossed the area covered by the black dragon's claws, and killed the man who was already ten feet away.

The distance is ten feet, and with Xia Daoming's current strength, he can turn into a tiger and kill him in the blink of an eye.

Even if the opponent is a foundation-building monk, he will be caught off guard when he concentrates on fighting the black dragon transformed by his power.

"Damn it! Impossible!" The man's face finally changed, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and he quickly backed away.

Xia Daoming smiled coldly and approached quickly.

One made a hasty stop and retreated, the other had planned it for a long time.

And Xia Daoming is already stronger than men!

In the blink of an eye, Xia Daoming was only five feet away from the other party.

Such a distance is already extremely disadvantageous for men.

Because the buffer time for him to cast a spell is very short, but Xia Daoming can do it very quickly.

Moreover, the aura of the black tiger transformed by his strength was extremely terrifying, overwhelming, and even completely overwhelmed the powerful aura of the black dragon claws used by the man.

The man's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror and panic.

But the foundation building period is the foundation building period.

In this life and death situation, the man reacted very quickly.

The talismans were thrown out as if they were free of charge, and then they turned into fireballs and exploded, trying to stop Xia Daoming's footsteps.

At the same time, a shield stood in front of him.

Almost at the same time, a flying boat appeared at his feet.

Monks also have a big advantage over martial arts masters, that is, they can control magic weapons or flying magic weapons and fly away through the air.

"snort!"

Xia Daoming smiled coldly when he saw this.

A black flag suddenly appeared in front of him.

The wind blows.

A black mist spread instantly, covering several acres.

In the black mist, thousands of snakes surged around the flying boat and the man.

Fireballs exploded inside, causing the black mist to billow, but they still failed to explode the black mist.

"Damn! Impossible!" the man screamed almost hysterically.

It is unbelievable that a great master who thought he could capture him suddenly burst out with such terrifying power.

Now, not only is he bursting out with such terrifying power, but he is also able to manipulate magic weapons so skillfully. How can he not make the man's mentality almost collapse?

In the past, it was naturally impossible for Xia Daoming to control the Ten Thousand Snakes Soul Banner in this way, but once he broke through the Grand Master, his consciousness almost transformed.

It has completely surpassed the category of martial arts master and entered another realm.

Now, he can truly control the Ten Thousand Snakes' Ghost Flag, instead of relying on his spiritual consciousness to inspire the Ten Thousand Snakes' Ghosts in the Ten Thousand Snakes' Ghost Flag like before.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As the man screamed, Xia Daoming had already entered the black mist.

Holding the black tiger sword in his hand, he spat out a powerful force that was about ten feet long. He slashed at the man's shield weapon one after another, bursting into bursts of light.

The man's originally pale face began to turn red.

The flying boat beneath my feet was shaking.

In the black mist, the black dragon's claws continued to explode with black light. He wanted to retreat, but was entangled by the black dragon transformed by the power.

This black dragon claw is a top-level magic weapon that the man accidentally obtained, and it is the big killer weapon that he really relies on. Even if he faces a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with this magic weapon, he can escape easily and safely.

As a result, the man never dreamed that he would be entangled by the black dragon transformed by Xia Daoming's power.

Now he was cursing in his heart that it was unreasonable.

This is not a great master. He is simply a pervert who is comparable to the handful of top figures in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

The most hateful thing is that this guy pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. He is obviously much stronger than the Grand Master, but he still pretends to be an eleventh-grade Grandmaster!

Is there anything so deceptive?

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

Finally, the shield couldn't bear the heavy blow, the light scattered, and it fell to the ground.

There is no way, the closer the martial arts master is, the more terrifying the power of the burst of force will be.

Not to mention that a talented person like Xia Daoming could chop him at close range with a knife.

If he hadn't been distracted, he would have controlled his strength to wrap around the black dragon's claws, and controlled the Ten Thousand Snakes' Ghost Flags to trap the man and prevent him from escaping.

The power of slashing directly at close range with a knife would probably make the monks cry in the late stages of foundation building.

"No……"

The shield fell to the ground, and the man turned pale and screamed.

But then the screams suddenly stopped.

"call!"

Xia Daoming breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of the foundation-building monks is still very strong, especially the claws of this robbery cultivator, which always give him a sense of crisis.

Now he is finally killed and the crisis is resolved.

Soon, Xia Daoming's mood changed from relaxed to excited, and his eyes shone.

A monk in the foundation building stage!

You will definitely make a fortune this time!

With his blood boiling, Xia Daoming was ready to start his operation of touching the corpse.

But before he started to touch the corpse, Xia Daoming suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the black fog that was getting thicker in disbelief.

Thousands of snakes were surging in the black mist, and Xia Daoming could clearly feel that the ghosts of the snakes seemed to be feeding on something and becoming stronger.

"This...could it be that they are devouring the souls of the dead?" Xia Daoming felt a little confused.

Last time, he inspired this flag to trap a new generation of old heart-eating demons. He was worried that Lu Jinglong would discover the misunderstanding. After succeeding in the attack, he immediately collected the flag, not realizing that this flag could actually swallow the souls of the dead.

The foundation-building monk in front of him had a powerful soul. After Xia Daoming released the Ten Thousand Snakes Soul Banner, he failed to collect it in time, and only then did he notice the abnormality.

Soon, the hair in Xia Daoming's heart turned into conflict.

Although this act of devouring the souls of the dead can enhance the power of the Ten Thousand Snakes' Soul Flag, it is obviously a demonic act.

"To eradicate evil is to promote good, and we must do our best to eradicate evil. If a wicked person like this persists in his soul after death and turns into a ghost to harm the world, it seems that I don't need to show any kindness to a woman.

Moreover, tools are used by people. If they are used correctly, they will be righteous, and if they are used incorrectly, they will be evil. The wonderful use lies in one mind. I don’t kill innocent good people, so why should I feel uneasy?

However, the human heart is the most elusive, and I used my spiritual consciousness to activate this flag, in order to prevent it from being influenced and going astray in the future. If I am not forced to use this flag, even if I kill someone, I still have to avoid taking out this flag to swallow the soul. . "

Soon, Xia Daoming made a decision in his mind on how to use the Ten Thousand Snakes Ghost Flag in the future.

After making the decision, Xia Daoming began to touch the body quickly.

While touching the man's body, Xia Daoming also glanced at the Tian Xiang Shu not far away from him.

The Tianxiang Rat only has the special ability to smell scent and track it, but its strength is average. It has been killed by the ghosts of ten thousand snakes and is now a corpse.

Xia Daoming quickly finished touching the body and left immediately without hesitation.

——

The half-circle moon was half-hidden behind a passing dark cloud.

It was already late at night.

In Qingzhou, outside Chiyun City, there is an unknown and abandoned Taoist temple on an unknown mountain in the wilderness.

Xia Daoming sat against the wall and couldn't wait to start counting the gains of this black and white trip.

After touching the corpse, he didn't bother to check the harvest and ran all the way northwest, that is, in the direction of Muzhou.

It wasn't until he was about to rush out of Chiyun City that Xia Daoming slowed down and found a place to stay in such an abandoned Taoist temple in the wilderness.

Xia Daoming did not rush to open the man's storage ring, but started with the storage bags of the three female fairies.

He was worried that if he opened a high-level blind box, he would soon enter the Sage Time, and then opening a low-level blind box would become boring.

Therefore, even though he couldn't wait to know what was in the storage ring, Xia Daoming still suppressed his impulse and started with the storage bags of the three female fairies.

The more money you get, the faster you kill people.

So Jie Xiu is still very rich.

The storage bags of each of the three female robbery cultivators contained significantly more spiritual stones, spiritual rice, and spiritual pills and elixirs than those of the elders of the Yan family.

The attack magic weapons they use are of very good quality. They are all high-quality mid-level magic weapons. If you sell any of them, you can probably sell them for four to five hundred spiritual stones.

The level of defensive magic weapons is relatively poor, but the price of defensive magic weapons of the same level is generally higher than that of attack magic weapons.

Among the three female tribulation cultivators, two have defensive magic weapons. Together, they can probably be sold for four to five hundred spiritual stones.

After Xia Daoming counted the belongings of the three female robbery cultivators, he thought about it in his mind and became happy.

The harvest from just touching these three female tribulation cultivators turned out to be around 3,000 spirit stones.

Suddenly, Xia Daoming felt that his empty pocket was bulging.

"Storage ring!" Soon, Xia Daoming began to take out a silver ring, rubbed it on his clothes twice happily, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it repeatedly for a while, and then began to use his consciousness to erase the marks inside. .

The mark of spiritual consciousness left behind during the foundation building period is still very strong.

It took Xia Daoming a lot of time to erase it and successfully open the storage ring.

When he opened it, Xia Daoming was almost blinded by the spiritual stones piled inside.

There are more than 2,000 low-grade spiritual stones and fifty-one medium-grade spiritual stones. After conversion, there are already more than 7,000 spiritual stones.

In addition to spiritual stones, there are also hundreds of kilograms of spiritual rice piled inside, as well as various elixirs and elixirs that are expensive at first glance.

Xia Daoming didn't know the market price, but he estimated that it was worth five to six thousand spiritual stones.

There is also the black dragon claw of the male robbery cultivator. It is very powerful and happens to be a dragon claw. Xia Daoming plans to keep it until he can use it when he enters the immortal path in the future.

The dragon claw is familiar to him!

The power and quality of the shield must also be very good. There is a mysterious and surging power flowing in it. At first glance, it is more advanced than the defensive magic weapons used by the three female tribulation cultivators.

Of course, storage rings are also great.

Not only can it be worn on your finger without worrying about falling off, but the space inside is also seven or eight times larger than the storage bag Xia Daoming used before, like a small room.

The previous storage bag was like a storage room at best.

"Foundation-building monks are foundation-building monks. They are really rich!" Xia Daoming felt that his pocket was much bigger than before he entered Fangshi. He was in such a good mood that he almost couldn't help laughing.

After a while, Xia Daoming calmed down and began to read through the books he had brought out and piled together.

There are not many books.

Obviously none of these four tribulation cultivators like reading.

However, Xia Daoming flipped through several volumes one after another, and unexpectedly found that they were all about spiritual practice and magic.

However, Xia Daoming couldn't practice now, let alone cast spells, so he just flipped through it, put it aside, and continued to read the rest of the book.

I opened another scroll casually. It was an ancient scroll.

In the painting, a green pine grows alone on the top of a mountain. It has lush branches and leaves, old roots entangled, and is surrounded by clouds and mist. In the distance, there are mountains one after another, all under the green pine.

On the scroll, write five characters.

Green trees are evergreen.

"The Green Wood Evergreen Skill, one of the introductory skills of the Qingyuan Sect!" Xia Daoming was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

PS: Today, two chapters combined into one, 6,000 words, have been updated. The monthly ticket is very tight, please help me.