Holy Son of the Holy Continent? What is that?
Can he eat it? Is he delicious? …… Xia Ming was stunned when he heard the strange inquiry beside him. That tone and smell were just like a standard extradition crane. But Xia Ming knew that the cranes didn't come out at all. Nine big birds are nesting in the upper Dantian. Then the problem is coming. Who is speaking?
Could it be haunted?
With his eyes focused, Xia Ming looked back suddenly. Immediately afterwards, he saw an incredible scene. Behind him, the little black and white donkey was sitting cross-legged and listening with its ears pricked up. Sensing Xia Ming's shocked gaze, the fellow also revealed two rows of snow-white teeth. "Wang Defa!" "What the hell is this horse-riding thing?" With almost an instinctive reaction, Xia Ming immediately punched out. The soul fluctuates and the body trembles. The energy and blood roared like a dragon roaring. With just one punch, the little donkey was blown away by Xia Ming. When the donkey disappeared, Xia Ming couldn't sit still. "One ear!" "What the hell did you bring back!" "What is that donkey!? How could it be in your black pocket!" "It can also talk! The tone it speaks in is so weird!" "You are really not afraid of getting into trouble!" "Why do you steal everything!" Xia Ming asked several questions one after another, and one of his ears was numb. He scratched his head hard, and his eyes were full of confusion.
驴？
Little donkey?
When did I steal a donkey? Why did I steal that little thing?
I'm not a kid like Xia Ming, who always calls me "Donkey" in my dreams. Since I didn’t steal it, the question arises… Could it be possible that the donkey got in by himself? Does it have that ability?
When one ear suspected that the rat was born, Xia Ming directly turned on the magnetic field induction. Feeling the ball of limp flesh in the deep pit, Xia Ming's brows slowly relaxed. "Am I... paranoid?" "Is this just an ordinary donkey?" "How can it talk?" "How can a talking beast be coaxed with one ear?" While hesitating, Xia Ming looked at Yi Er again. "Brother Xian...you just...did you hear it speak?" "Ah...I don't know! Didn't you say it was talking?" A light flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in one ear's voice. "Xia Ming!" "Are you fooling me!?" "The donkey didn't say anything at all!" "You know how to scare me!" "Old dog Xia! You are really bad!" While one person and the other were staring at each other, Po Liuhan also slowly walked over. He was sitting quietly just now, and Xia Ming's punch was really too loud. Looking around, Po Liuhan spoke. "What's wrong with you two? Where did the donkey come from?" As soon as Po Liuhan said these words, Xia Ming was stunned on the spot. No donkey?
How is this possible?
I've obviously already taken action. It was lying there and was beaten to death by me!
When his consciousness probed again, Xia Ming's claws became numb. In the deep ditch plowed by the terrifying fist wind, there was no sign of the donkey. Let alone a donkey, there is no donkey hair at all.
Seeing this scene, Yi Er also rubbed his eyes vigorously. Just now, he seemed to have seen a sleek little donkey. Could it be...that it was also fake? Seeing the reactions of these two people, Po Liuhan's expression suddenly darkened. Po Liuhan knew that his younger brother was far more talented than him. After all, what the ears hear is not as good as what the eyes can see. But the more you see, the better?
Do not!
Quite the opposite. The more you look at it, the easier it is to get lost. The colorful world is charming. If it is said that in the eyes of others, it is a colorful world. Xia Ming's world is a kaleidoscope. Colorful and chaotic. in such a world. He gets lost more easily. Even forgotten. What's even more terrifying is that as he continues to grow stronger. He also has the potential to influence those around him. The uneasiness in his heart gradually accumulated, and finally, Po Liuhan spoke. "Xia Ming, we have to go find Senior Wei..." "There may be something wrong with the way you practice. It seems that others can see what you see in your eyes." Hearing Po Liuhan's words, Xia Ming was stunned. While Xia Ming was stunned, a glimmer of wisdom flashed in one of his eyes. "Hahaha!" "Big brother still sees clearly!" "How could I steal a donkey with one ear!?" "It turns out there's something wrong with your kid!" "Bah! Framed me!" Glancing at one ear angrily, Xia Ming also murmured in his heart. "Is there really something wrong with the Immortal Killing Technique?"
"The lower Dantian can materialize...can other things also be realized?" "It seems to make some sense..." at this point. I can't think of any results. Xia Ming followed Po Liuhan's suggestion and went to find Wei Wei. Maybe Wei Wei can give a reasonable explanation. Not long after, a dark shuttle sailed directly away from the Immortal Town fiefdom. Then, a donkey's head popped out of the long ravine in the Immortal Town fiefdom. After shaking his head hard, the donkey's eyes suddenly glowed with dazzling light. "It's him! It's definitely him!" "He's got something delicious in his belly!" "My son, my son, hey! Let me see where you are going!" "Hey hey! It's delicious!" "Don't run!" …… Outside the ninth city of the Holy Continent. Under the repeated urging of Liansheng Thirty-Seven. Zhenmo Wuxiu took action brazenly. Wu Xiu knew that his move was tantamount to grabbing chestnuts from the fire. Although this move is risky, the rewards are also great. What he Wuxiu did was catch him off guard, an unexpected blow. All cultivators know that the ultimate path is coming, and when others retreat, Wuxiu rises to the challenge. Before the wave, the fish jump for joy. If you lower your spear here, you will surely catch a big fish! Wu Xiu knew that as long as he killed the old man blocking the road, the Ninth City would open the door to him. The physical bodies of generations and the treasure trove of the Holy Continent are not within easy reach!
When the idea came to his mind, Wu Xiu took action a little more ruthlessly. The bone wings cover the sky and chop down vertically, as if carrying the power of the sky, it is unstoppable. This strike seemed to be able to split open the entire Ninth Corpse City.
Under the white bone wings, the cultivators were terrified, and even the Holy Son at the top slowly narrowed his eyes. When the storm was turbulent, Wei Wei took action. In that short moment. He reached a contract agreement with the Bone Burial Trend. When Wei Wei clenched his big hand, the mountains and rivers changed dramatically. The general trend changes and the bones are surging. A steep bone peak stood directly in front of the Ninth City. The bone peak is so dangerous that it seems to be able to hold up the sky. The bone peak was majestic, directly facing Wu Xiu's giant bone wing blade. boom-- The towering bone peak directly blocked Wu Xiu's attack. Endless white bones collapsed inch by inch, flying and scattering like rain. When Wei Wei's temples were turning white, her bone-less wings were spread across her body and she stabbed out again. Wu Xiu's attack was swift and sharp. On the bone wings, there is a biting and fierce wind tearing at them. First it pierced the ninth defensive barrier, and then the stern white bones stabbed directly at the Holy Son high up!
At this critical moment, a big hand of mountains and rivers condensed with white bones once again grabbed the ferocious bone wings. The strong wind roared and the bones collapsed. The general trend around us is like water waves, with ups and downs. The True Demon Bone Wings advanced slowly, but Wei Wei's mountain and river hand continued to collapse. "Wuxiu...let it go..." "The road to perfection is coming...Don't make the mistake of yourself..." "You still have time to leave now..." When he said this, Wei Wei's eyes were already deeply sunken. His brows were filled with a strong aura of death. Before Wei Wei finished speaking, Liansheng Thirty-Seven in the distance spoke. "grown ups!" "Time waits for us!" "Stop playing tricks!"
"What are you worried about?" "Hurry up and give him a good time..." Hearing the little devil's words, the light in Wu Xiu's eyes became a little colder. At the same time, in the distant horizon, a cold sword light directly tore open the gray sky. The cold moon shone down, and the sword chant echoed for a long time. The Dao Sword Peak has arrived. The sword light shines and the sword roars. Without the slightest hesitation, Liansheng thirty-seven skins stirred. It turned into a big flat bird and plunged into the clouds, disappearing without a trace. He ran away without any nostalgia. (End of chapter)