Chapter 342 Uncle and Nephew Meet

There is a large market in the city.

Every day, immortal cultivators from all over the country gather in Linghe City to trade.

Xia Daoming's destination this time is Linghe City.

This city not only has a large market, but also has a complex mix of forces, with all kinds of people. For an outsider like him, even if something unexpected really happens, it is easy to fish in troubled waters and get away with it.

Because from north to south, to reach that rich and spiritual land, you generally need to cross Wanshanling, otherwise you have to take a long detour.

So although Wanshanling is poor and bad, and few people are willing to build a sect, practice or look for opportunities here, there are always some robbers who specialize in killing and robbing.

Xia Daoming naturally didn't worry about any robbers. On the contrary, he wanted to eliminate harm for the people and make a little money, so he rode the golden-winged eagle and flew in the sky slowly.

Of course, Xiao Jin must have restrained his breath.

The level 4 intermediate spiritual bird was still too amazing.

A Jindan early stage cultivator, riding a level 4 intermediate spiritual bird in the air, was still not in line with Xia Daoming's usual style.

On the way, Xia Daoming actually encountered a group of robbers and assassinations.

However, it was just a few minor fights between Qi Refining and Foundation Building, and Xia Daoming solved them from a distance.

As for the corpse-touching that he always liked to do, he generously left it to those monks who were robbed, and those monks who survived the disaster were so happy that they kowtowed and thanked the direction where the man and the bird disappeared.

Looking back at the low-level cultivators who were kowtowing and thanking in the distance, Xia Daoming felt a little emotional.

Once upon a time, he was just as weak as them, but now he can look down on them.

Soon, Xia Daoming looked up at the sky again, his eyes solemn and complicated.

From another level, he was just an object to be looked down upon.

Especially, after refining the mountain god's scepter and seeing those ancient visions in his mind, Xia Daoming felt more and more insignificant.

He still has a long way to go in this path of cultivation, and he must not be complacent and proud!

"Hey, there seems to be fighting in the left front!" When Xia Daoming was feeling touched, he suddenly felt a wave of mana caused by the collision in the left front.

"The level is not low, it should be the golden elixir level, do you want to go and see?" Waves came one after another, Xia Daoming soon made a new judgment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little moved in his heart, but soon shook his head.

"In a foreign country, it is not appropriate to cause trouble. It is better to go to Linghe City as soon as possible to exchange for the items you need, and then return to Qingyuan Mountain."

Thinking in his heart, Xia Daoming gently stroked the feathers on the neck of the golden eagle and said, "Xiao Jin, fly faster!"

"Yes, master." The golden eagle received the order, and the golden wings flapped violently, turning into a golden stream of light and fell to the south.

At this moment, a black light lit up in the south, and it moved in the direction where Xia Daoming had just sensed the impact of the magic power.

The black light wrapped around a big man, exuding a strong aura.

"The middle stage of the golden elixir is indeed not low in level. Fortunately, I didn't join in the fun, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble it would cause!" Xia Daoming watched the black light leave, showing a trace of relief.

But soon, Xia Daoming's face changed.

Because at this moment, a yellow light lit up in the direction where the black light was moving.

There were several bright lights chasing after the yellow light.

The yellow light passed through the sky, and a yellow Qilin phantom appeared faintly in the air.

The black light just blocked the yellow light in front of the escape, and the black light turned into a black dragon, and its tail lashed the yellow Qilin phantom fiercely.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The yellow light vibrated, and the Qilin phantom dispersed, but soon condensed into shape again.

In just a moment, three rays of light behind the yellow light arrived, and together with the black light, they formed a siege.

"You can't run away, so you'd better leave the thousand-year-old nine-curve ginseng behind. We can let you live." The black-clothed man said coldly to a tall and burly woman in the encirclement.

But the woman said nothing, and threw out three black beads casually, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a blood talisman that sank into a mace hanging in front of her.

The mace suddenly emitted a yellow light and continued to grow. In a blink of an eye, it was as big as a mountain, and it was covered with spear-like spikes. It whistled and smashed towards the black-clothed man in front.

The black-clothed man saw this and his face sank. The spear hanging in front of him turned into a giant dragon and rushed forward.

"And the dark thunder!"

Almost at the same time, the other three people saw the black beads flying over, and their faces changed drastically. They hurriedly released magic weapons to resist the black beads thrown over.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The three people's magic weapons had not yet touched the black bead, but the magic power affected the black bead, and the black bead exploded like a bubble, without any power at all.

"Not good!" The three people realized that they were fooled, and their faces changed again.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The huge mace as big as a mountain suddenly turned around and smashed towards one of the women who looked quite delicate and was also the weakest.

The woman's strength was used to deal with the black bead, and she had also experienced the power of this mountain-like mace. Seeing the mace coming at her head, she subconsciously dodged to the side.

During this dodge, the burly woman rolled up a yellow light and took the opportunity to escape.

However, when she escaped, the black dragon chased after her and hit the protective Qilin with its tail.

The Qilin phantom dissipated again.

Blood gushed out of the burly woman's mouth, but she also used this power to flee at a faster speed.

"Chase!"

Seeing this, the four men chased after her relentlessly.

Seeing that the four men were chasing her fiercely, the woman looked back frequently and threw black beads and various talismans.

Flying everywhere.

If the woman was not too burly and tall, she would have looked like a fairy scattering flowers.

Most of the talismans were powerless, but some of them were extremely powerful when activated.

And the black beads were all fake dark thunder.

But the four did not dare to be careless.

Because this burly woman had thrown out three dark thunders before in order to escape, and even scrapped an ancient jade talisman. Her family background was obviously much richer than that of ordinary Jindan early stage cultivators.

No one could guarantee that the black beads thrown by this woman were not mixed with a dark thunder.

With their cultivation, if they were really hit by the dark thunder head-on, they would definitely suffer a lot of injuries.

In the rapid pursuit, they had no time to distinguish, so they had to dodge as much as possible, or destroy directly at the cost of mana.

However, they soon had a countermeasure, and the four people were divided into three groups.

No mistake, one sentence, one release, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Only two people were chasing closely behind, and the other two were outflanking from both sides.

Soon, the burly woman was surrounded again.

In desperation, the burly woman showed a fierce and resolute look in her eyes, no longer thinking about escaping, but hanging the Qilin Pearl above her head to protect her body, and then directly holding the mace, the true essence and mana rolled into it, and rushed left and right, this rush had an indescribable domineering and fierce momentum.

Obviously only in the early stage of the Golden Core realm, and two of the four people who besieged her were still in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and they were also rushed by her and changed their faces in a short while, and even the two early stage of the Golden Core cultivators were a little timid, and did not dare to directly confront the burly woman's rush.

In the distance, Xia Daoming looked at Lu Ziying, who was surrounded by four people and rushed left and right, looking unstoppable, with a look of approval in his eyes, but he did not make a move.

However, the opponent was four people after all, and two of them were at a higher level than the burly woman.

If it were not for Lu Ziying's powerful magic power, which was far beyond that of ordinary Jindan early stage cultivators, and the Qilin Pearl defense magic weapon given to her by Xia Daoming, she would have been defeated and killed long ago.

But even so, after a fierce fight, Lu Ziying's power became weaker and weaker, and the light of the Qilin phantom became fainter and fainter, as if it was about to disappear completely.

It was only a matter of time before he was defeated and killed.

"Why bother? If you offer the treasure with both hands now, we can still spare your life, otherwise..." Seeing this, the big man in black calmed down completely and was sure of victory.

"What else?" At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Uncle Master!" Lu Ziying was immediately refreshed.

"It's you! You are actually uncle and nephew, which makes you a perfect match." The four were shocked, but soon the black-clothed man showed greed in his eyes, turned his magic weapon, and went to Xia Daoming.

"I'll hold this man first, and you kill that woman as soon as possible." The black-clothed man went to Xia Daoming and did not forget to instruct his companions.

Obviously, Lu Ziying was surrounded by four people, and he was so busy fighting that he didn't notice Xia Daoming who was watching quietly in the distance. The black-clothed man had the deepest cultivation, but he had already noticed that someone was watching.

Especially when Xia Daoming flew over, he immediately became alert, but found that the other party was just an early Jindan cultivator, so he was relieved.

Now that he knew that the two were actually uncle and nephew, he naturally wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop.

"Really?" Xia Daoming smiled coldly.

A blood-colored electric light suddenly lit up and flashed.

A black blade passed by.

Before the black-clothed man could react, he saw a headless corpse falling below.

Time and space seemed to stop at this moment.

The other three people's minds went blank.

When they reacted, they were already in the pitch-black air.

Their magic weapons became mottled as soon as they were stained with black air, and they stopped working smoothly instantly.

"Run!"

The three of them wanted to run without thinking.

Just as they were about to run, one of them was pierced through the chest by the dark ghost claws that stretched out from the black air, and his heart was taken out; one of them was cut by a sharp golden wing; and the last one was killed by Xia Daoming with a knife.

In a blink of an eye, the four arrogant people were all killed.

When the four died, Xia Daoming used the black dragon banner to roll up the four bodies and himself and Lu Ziying, and quickly left the place of trouble.

"What are the origins of these four people?" Xia Daoming asked Lu Ziying in the dark clouds.

But Lu Ziying just stared at Xia Daoming blankly, and forgot to answer for a moment.

She knew her uncle was very powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful.

Killing four Jindan cultivators was just like chopping vegetables. They were all chopped down in a blink of an eye. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lu Ziying wouldn't have believed it.

Is this still a Jindan cultivator?

"Uncle, you are not already a Yuanying ancestor, are you?" After a while, Lu Ziying didn't answer but asked instead, and a touch of excited red appeared on his face that was originally bleeding.

"What are you thinking? If I were a Yuanying ancestor, would I need to use the Wulong Banner to cover up and leave immediately after killing a few Jindan cultivators?" Xia Daoming tapped Lu Ziying's head with his fingers, laughing and crying.

Lu Ziying touched his head and hesitated, "But you just..."

"That's because they underestimated the enemy, and their strength is only average in the same realm. At such a close distance, they dare to despise me, which is naturally looking for death!" Xia Daoming interrupted.