I conquer the immortal with my strength

"Damn it, it's them!"

Xia Daoming's face changed slightly, and without even thinking, he ordered Jin Lingdiao to turn around and leave.

If the Golden Feathered Eagle suddenly exerts its power, its speed can reach an extremely astonishing level in a short period of time, almost as fast as the speed at which he can discharge his blood wings.

It's just that this speed lasts for a very short time, and it can't be compared with the sustainable time of his flying blood wings.

Now that the two sides were far apart, the Golden Eagle Eagle suddenly exerted its force, catching the opponent off guard and having the opportunity to escape from Chaikawa Mo's sight and even the range of his consciousness.

Only then can he calmly sacrifice the blood wings of electric light and put the golden feather eagle into the spirit beast bag.

"Damn it, why is the Golden Eagle Eagle so fast!" The woman in red saw that just when she saw the other person, the other person immediately turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared from the end of the field of vision, and her face turned livid with anger.

"It doesn't matter, he will not hesitate to waste the life of the golden feather eagle and use secret methods to stimulate its speed. It will not be able to escape far." After Pan Ming's face changed slightly, he quickly said calmly.

As he spoke, the Jinpeng Liuguang Chariot moved forward at a faster speed.

"Master, why are we running away? The old man is not in the chariot." As Xia Daoming was flying rapidly on the Golden Feathered Eagle, the voice of the Golden Feathered Eagle rang in his mind.

"What? The old man is not in the chariot? Are you sure?" Xia Daoming looked surprised when he heard this.

Although Xia Daoming could give instructions to Jin Ling Diao in the past, the instructions were relatively simple and clear. Xia Daoming could only have a rough understanding of the feedback Jin Ling Diao gave him.

But since the golden eagle fused with the essence of the golden-winged roc a few days ago, it further stimulated the blood, condensed the demon core, and broke through to become a fourth-level intermediate spiritual bird. After a little energy, one person, one bird, one master and one servant can communicate without any obstacles through spiritual consciousness.

"Has the master forgotten that Xiao Jin has already mastered the first level of Jin Peng's Sky Eye Technique? Although it was far away and surrounded by light, so he couldn't see clearly, Xiao Jin could still vaguely tell whether the old man was inside." Jin Lingdiao said. The voice sounded in Xia Daoming's mind again.

"Haha, I forgot that you absorbed the essence of the golden-winged roc bird that records magical powers, stimulated your blood, and naturally cultivated the first-level golden roc sky eye technique! In this case, slow down and wait for them. But don't stop and lead them to farther seas," Xia Daoming said with great joy.

"Good master."

The golden feathered eagle slowed down.

"Haha, he is right in front, and his speed has slowed down. Sure enough, as Bo Bo said, he used a secret method to activate the potential of the Golden Eagle. Now let's see where you run!" Soon, the woman in red passed by the Nether Peng. I saw a golden light in front of me first, and I couldn't help but look ecstatic.

"But this thief has a lot of life-saving treasures on hand. Miss, please be careful and don't be careless later." Pan Ming was overjoyed when he heard this, and then warned with a solemn look.

"Don't worry, Uncle Pan. Every time you suffer, you will gain wisdom. I won't be careless this time." said the woman in red.

As she spoke, the woman in red recalled the Netherworld Peng and let it hover above her head.

Xia Daoming is not weak, and he also has magic weapons in his hands. The woman in red is worried that Xia Daoming will be injured first if Netherpeng pursues the enemy alone.

Pan Ming saw the woman in red summoning You Ming Peng back first and nodded secretly.

A golden stream of light streaked across the sky like a shooting star over the sea, approaching the golden light in front of it.

Before long, the distance between the two sides was only a hundred feet.

Suddenly, the golden stream of light behind accelerated again, suddenly closing the distance again.

Almost at the same time, a black roc and a red fire eagle roared out, outflanking the golden light in front from the left and right.

There was also a flash of cold light that was like lightning, flashing an arc in the air, and suddenly landed in front of the golden light, revealing an old man in gray clothes holding a ring-shaped magic weapon.

Just like that, the golden light that had been escaping in front fell into the encirclement.

In front there is a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core holding a ring-shaped magic weapon blocking the road. On the left is a Nether Peng whose strength is no less than that of a fourth-level elementary demon bird. Woman, streaks of rays of light were released from the chariot, forming streaks of light surrounding the woman in red, protecting her tightly, and at the same time, blocking the way of each person and the eagle.

"Run? Why don't you run? Weren't you very powerful before? Can't you teleport? Why can't you teleport now? Haha, I understand, the little teleportation talisman is used up!" Sitting on the chariot, a man in red The woman looked at Xia Daoming with a proud face.

"I really can't believe that a woman as beautiful as a fairy like you can be such a vicious woman with a heart of snakes and scorpions, letting the powerful souls in your hands go around to kill and absorb the living souls of women!" Xia Daoming looked at the woman in red and said coldly.

"So what? The blame is on them because they are too weak. They are unlucky! The same goes for you! Haha!" After the woman in red said this, she couldn't help but laugh loudly in a good mood.

In the radiant light, the delicate figure was trembling, and the eyes were charming, but what Xia Daoming saw was a venomous snake twisting its colorful and creepy body.

"Are you so confident?" Xia Daoming suddenly showed a strange smile to the woman in red.

When the woman in red saw the smile on Xia Daoming's face, she felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, but this uneasiness disappeared in an instant.

"Did you still think you had a chance to escape today?" The woman in red sneered with a joking expression.

"Miss, it's better to kill this thief first, so as to avoid more troubles." Seeing that Xia Daoming did not show any panic, Pan Ming felt a little uneasy.

"It's meaningless to kill him too early. It's more interesting to take him down first and then torture him slowly. Hehe, don't you think so?" The red-clothed woman said the latter part, and her mouth made a clear and crisp laugh like a silver bell, and her watery eyes also threw a coquettish glance at Xia Daoming.

"Since you like to play so much, I will kill the old thief first, and then play with you slowly!" Xia Daoming smiled coldly, and a banner had been suspended above his head at some point. The banner was unfolded, and rolling black air rushed out, carrying thousands of cold and powerful auras, sweeping towards Che Niang Mountain like a tsunami.

"Looking for death!"

The red-clothed woman saw this and her face changed slightly. She shouted and pinched the magic formula with both hands.

The Nether Peng and the Red Fire Eagle on the left and right made bird calls that pierced gold and split stones, and rushed towards Xia Daoming.

At the same time, dazzling rays of light were released from the chariot, facing the surging black air.

The two forces of flowing light and darkness formed a sharp contrast.

However, when the Nether Peng and the Red Fire Eagle rushed towards Xia Daoming, there was a flash of blood-colored lightning in front of them, and they actually rushed in vain.

The direction of the blood-colored lightning was Pan Ming.

"Pan Bo, stop him!"

The red-clothed woman saw that the two magic weapons rushed in vain, and thought that Xia Daoming was going to escape, so she screamed immediately.

"Where are you going!"

Although Pan Ming was surprised by Xia Daoming's speed, he also thought that he was going to leave. He immediately raised his hand, and the ring-shaped magic weapon shone brightly, forming a huge light circle, falling towards Xia Daoming.

In the blood-colored lightning, Xia Daoming saw this and raised a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth.

I don't know when a mirror appeared on my head, and the mirror shot a gray beam of light at the ring-shaped magic weapon.

As soon as the halo released by the magic weapon touched the gray light, it was immediately fixed in the air, buzzing.

When the ring magic weapon was fixed, Pan Ming saw a blade with a faint glow and a strong and powerful sword intent, breaking through the void with incredible force and slashing towards him.

"Not good!"

Pan Ming's face suddenly changed, and his mind trembled.

A shield magic weapon flew out of his hand without thinking, surging against the wind, blocking him behind.

"Dang!"

The black tiger knife slashed heavily on the hastily sacrificed shield.

The shield suddenly collapsed, shrank rapidly, and turned into a mini shield the size of a palm, falling down.

Pan Ming couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell back rapidly.

At this moment, a sharp chill came from behind.

Pan Ming was shocked, and without thinking, he turned his hand and slapped.

The rolling magic power rushed out, transformed into a tiger claw, facing the chill that penetrated the body.

The chill that penetrated the body was the claw of the golden eagle.

The golden light was glittering, and it was cold.

The tiger claw just touched the claw covered with golden scales, and immediately turned into pieces like paper.

"Level 4 high-level, impossible!" Pan Ming screamed, and the golden claw with red blood dripping down had already protruded from his chest.

"It's impossible, it's only level 4 mid-level." Xia Daoming smiled coldly, raised his hand, and put away the ring-shaped magic weapon and the falling shield-shaped magic weapon.

Then, he didn't even look at Pan Ming, but slowly turned around and walked step by step towards the red-clothed woman who was driving the chariot to fight against the Ten Thousand Snakes Yin Poison Banner.

As for the Nether Peng and the Red Fire Eagle, after they pounced into nothing, they were swallowed by the surging black air before they could pounce on Xia Daoming again.

In the swirling black air, the flame of the Red Fire Eagle had already dimmed, like a candle in the wind, about to go out at any time.

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The Nether Peng still has some spare energy to struggle, but under the siege and biting of the monsters, its body has become smaller and smaller.

However, the Golden Peng Flowing Light Chariot is really a good magic weapon. The light released by the treasure actually blocked the black air released by the Ten Thousand Snakes Yin Poison Banner.

However, although the magic weapon is very good, the person who controls it is not the owner of the magic weapon, and he is just a foundation-building cultivator.

The power that the Golden Peng Flowing Light Chariot can exert is very limited.

If Pan Ming were to control it, it would be completely different.

Under the contamination and erosion of the black air, the treasure light soon showed faint black spots, as if it was an object that had been left for a long time and had mold spots.

The woman in red had already retreated into the carriage. Her proud and pretty face was now filled with fear.

Just now, Xia Daoming and the Golden Feathered Eagle teamed up to kill Pan Ming with just a few whistles before she could react. She was so scared that her soul almost flew away.

"Hmph!"

While walking, Xia Daoming snorted coldly, casually raised his hand and grabbed the surging black air. A huge dragon claw appeared in the sky, reaching into the black air and extinguishing the flame on the Red Eagle Sword.

The next moment, the dragon claw was retracted.

Xia Daoming had a flying sword in his hand with a shrinking sword light.

"Puff!"

The personal magic weapon was grabbed away by Xia Daoming. The woman in red seemed to be pinched hard in the heart. Her true essence and blood were surging. She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which sprinkled a little red on the luxurious interior of the carriage.

"Hmph!"

Xia Daoming snorted again and raised his hand casually.

Another huge dragon claw shadow reached into the black air and grabbed the struggling Nether Peng.

The dragon claws kept closing, and Nether Peng kept flapping inside the dragon claws, but it was useless. The black air on his body kept flowing out from between the claws and was swallowed by the fierce soul of the monster in the black air.

Nether Peng's body was constantly compressed.

Finally, Nether Peng's body collapsed and turned into a ball of black air that rushed left and right in the dragon claws.

Seeing Xia Daoming grabbing the Nether Peng, whose strength was comparable to that of a fourth-level beginner monster bird, the woman in red was so scared that her face turned pale and she trembled all over.

At this moment, she really understood that the strength of the man in front of her was not something she could contend with.

"I am the most beloved direct descendant of the great elder Chai Chuanmo of the Chai family of the Great Xuan Kingdom. If you kill me, the ancestor will not let you go! But if you are willing to let me go, I can submit to you and become your wife and concubine.

I have extraordinary talent in cultivation, and I have the full support of the Yuanying ancestor. Even if I can't reach the Yuanying realm in the future, I will definitely reach the late Jindan stage. If you take me as your wife and concubine, not only will I help you, but because of me, the Chai family will also be a helper in your cultivation."

But the woman in red still has one last thing to rely on.

She tried her best to calm her panic, took a deep breath, straightened her chest, and opened her mouth to explain the interests.

Even in order to survive, she subconsciously blurted out the words of becoming Xia Daoming's wife and concubine.

As soon as she said this, her thoughts seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and she spoke more and more fluently, and even her eyes began to flow, revealing a charming and seductive look.

"I know you are Chai Chuanmo's man, and I also know he is not here now, so I slowed down and stayed to wait for you. But I am not trying to conquer you! A woman like you, let alone being my wife or concubine, even touching you would be an insult to my status." Xia Daoming looked at the charming woman in the carriage who was flirting with him, and sneered expressionlessly.

"Then, what do you want?" The woman in red, who had regained her confidence, showed panic again.

"Didn't you say that it would be interesting to torture you slowly? Then as you wish, I will also let you taste the feeling of having your soul extracted and then being swallowed up bit by bit." Xia Daoming raised a ruthless sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The inhumane scene on the sea just now deeply stimulated him, and he could say that he hated this woman.

After saying that, a gray light fell on the colorful clouds.

The colorful clouds stopped flowing immediately.

Xia Daoming smiled coldly, raised his hands forward in the air, and two dragon claws emitting a powerful aura appeared in the void.

The dragon claws reached into the flowing light, and pulled on both sides, lifting the pearly curtains that were hanging down and emitting the glow of the clouds.

"No! How could this be possible?"

The woman in red looked at the flowing light of the ancestor's carriage, which was actually fixed, and then the curtain was easily lifted. She was horrified and unbelievable, and then she rolled up a ray of light and wanted to escape like a frightened rabbit.

But the light just appeared, and it was crushed by the dragon claws.

Then a dragon claw grabbed her neck and lifted her up like an eagle lifting a chick, and the other dragon claw swiftly took off the storage ring on her finger.

"Humph, if Chai Chuanmo was driving this chariot himself, I would naturally not be able to fix it or break it, but your cultivation is still far from enough. You driving this chariot is just like a child wielding a sword." Xia Daoming looked coldly at the woman in red who was lifted high by the dragon claws, and sneered disdainfully.

"No, don't kill me! Please, don't kill me! I don't want to die!" The woman in red struggled and begged.

"Those people you slaughtered don't want to die either. Will you spare them? I don't want to die either, but have you ever spared me? You even want to torture me to death! Now you're begging me for mercy, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Xia Daoming smiled coldly, and then he took the woman and threw her into the swirling black air without saying anything.

As soon as the woman fell into the black air, the ghosts of thousands of snakes and the powerful spirits of various monsters rushed up to kill her.

Black air drilled into her nostrils, mouth and ears one after another.

"Ah! Ah!"

The woman's eyes bulged and she screamed miserably.

Xia Daoming, however, had no expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard it, and he grabbed the Golden Peng Liuguang Chariot in the air.

PS: I know that this plot will be unhappy if it is stuck until tomorrow, so I will update it all in one go today. This chapter has more than 4,500 words. Today I have updated more than 10,000 words. I have tried my best. I hope my book friends will support me. Thank you.