I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 342 Uncle and Nephew Meet
There is a large market town in the city.

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

Xia Daoming's destination this time is Linghe City.

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

Because to reach that rich, spiritual land from north to south, one generally needs to cross thousands of mountains, otherwise one has to take a long detour.

Therefore, although Wanshanling is poor and barren, and few people are willing to establish a sect, practice or seek opportunities here, there are always some robbers who specialize in killing and robbing lurking here.

Xia Daoming was naturally not worried about any robbery. On the contrary, he wanted to eliminate harm for the people and make a little money, so he rode on the golden-winged eagle and flew in the sky at a leisurely pace.

Of course, Xiao Jin must have restrained his breath.

A fourth-level intermediate spiritual bird is still too amazing.

A cultivator in the early Jindan stage riding a fourth-level intermediate spiritual bird and flying in the sky in a swaggering manner is 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 those in the early stage of Qi Refining and Foundation Building, and Xia Daoming easily solved them from a distance.

As for his favorite activity of touching corpses, he generously left it to the monks who had been robbed, leaving the monks who had survived the robbery so happy that they kowtowed and expressed their gratitude in the direction where the man and the animal had disappeared.

Looking back at the low-level monks who were kowtowing and expressing their gratitude in the distance, Xia Daoming felt inexplicably emotional.

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

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

From another perspective, he was just an object being looked down upon.

Especially after offering sacrifices to 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 on the path of cultivation, and must not become complacent!

"Hey, there seems to be a fight in the left front!" Just when Xia Daoming was feeling touched, he suddenly felt a faint wave caused by the collision of magic power coming from the left front.

"The level is not low, it should be the Jindan level. Do you want to go and take a look?" The waves came one after another, and Xia Daoming soon made a new judgment. His eyebrows raised slightly, and he was a little moved in his heart, but he quickly shook his head.

"We are in a foreign country, so we shouldn't create unnecessary trouble. We should go to Linghe City as soon as possible to buy the items we need, and then return to Qingyuan Mountain."

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

"Yes, master." The Golden-winged Eagle received the order, flapped its golden wings violently, and turned into a golden stream of light, falling towards the south.

At this moment, a black light appeared in the south and moved towards the direction where Xia Daoming had just sensed the impact of magical power.

The black light wrapped around a big man, emitting a powerful aura.

"Middle stage of Golden Core, the level is indeed not low. Fortunately, I didn't join in the fun, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble he would cause!" Xia Daoming watched the black light leave with a trace of relief on his face.

But soon, Xia Daoming's expression changed.

Because at this moment, a yellow light suddenly appeared in the direction where the black light had gone.

There were several rays of bright light chasing after the yellow light.

A yellow light flashed across the sky, and a yellow unicorn shadow appeared faintly in the air.

The black light just blocked the yellow light in front of its escape. 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's shadow dissipated, but soon condensed into shape again.

In just a short while, three rays of light behind the yellow light arrived and formed an encirclement with the black light.

"You can't run away, so you'd better leave the Millennium Nine-Curved Ginseng behind and we can give you a chance to live." The big man in black said coldly to a tall and sturdy woman with disheveled hair in the encirclement.

But the woman said nothing. She casually threw out three black beads, then spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a blood talisman and sank into a mace hanging in front of her.

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

The big man in black's face darkened when he saw this, and the spear hanging in front of him turned into a giant dragon and rushed forward.

"And there is Dark Thunder!"

Almost at the same time, the other three people saw the black beads flying towards them, their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly released their magic weapons to block the black beads thrown at them.

"Puff puff!"

The magic weapons of the three people had not yet touched the black bead, but the magic power had reached the black bead, and the black bead burst like bubbles, without any power at all.

"Not good!" The three realized they had been tricked and their faces changed again.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The huge mace as big as a mountain suddenly changed direction and smashed towards the delicate and weakest woman among them.

The woman had used all her strength to deal with the black beads. Plus, she had also experienced the power of the mountain-sized mace, so when she saw the mace coming towards her, she subconsciously dodged to the side.

With this dodge, the burly woman took the opportunity to escape with a flash of yellow light.

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

The Qilin phantom dissipated again.

Blood gushed out of the burly woman's mouth, but she also used this force to flee in panic at an even faster speed.

"Chase!"

Seeing this, the four of them chased after him closely.

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

If the woman wasn't so tall and strong, she would look a bit like a fairy scattering flowers.

Most talismans have no power, but some of them are extremely powerful when activated.

The black beads are all fake Yin-Yang thunder.

But none of the four dared to be careless.

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

No one can guarantee that the black bead thrown by this woman does not contain a dark thunder.

With their level of cultivation, if they were hit head-on by the Dark Thunder, they would definitely suffer serious injuries.

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

But soon, they came up with a countermeasure and the four of them split into three groups.

Only two people were chasing closely behind, while the other two were flanking from both sides.

Soon, the burly woman was surrounded again.

In desperation, the burly woman's eyes showed a fierce and resolute look. She no longer thought about escaping, but hung the Qilin Pearl above her head to protect her body. Then she held the mace directly, and poured her true energy and magic power into it, and charged left and right. This charge was full of indescribable domineering and ferocious momentum.

She was clearly only in the early Jindan stage, while two of the four people who besieged her were in the middle Jindan stage. Their faces changed repeatedly due to her charge. Even the two early Jindan cultivators were a little hesitant and did not dare to directly confront the charge of the burly woman.

In the distance, Xia Daoming looked at Lu Ziying, who was being surrounded by four people and charging left and right with an unstoppable look. He showed approval in his eyes, but did not make any move.

But there were four people on the other side after all, and two of them were at a higher level than the burly woman.

If it weren't for Lu Ziying's powerful magic power which was far beyond that of an ordinary Jindan early stage cultivator, and the protection of the Qilin Pearl defensive 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 strength became weaker and weaker, and the light of the Qilin phantom became dimmer and dimmer, as if it was about to disappear completely.

Defeat and death is only a matter of time.

“Why bother? If you hand over the treasure with both hands now, we can spare your life. Otherwise…” The big man in black calmed down completely after seeing this and was confident of victory.

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

"Uncle-master!" Lu Ziying was immediately cheered up.

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

"I will hold this man back first, and you kill that woman as soon as possible." The big man in black walked towards Xia Daoming while instructing his companions.

Obviously, Lu Ziying was surrounded by four men and was so focused on fighting that he didn't notice Xia Daoming who was watching quietly in the distance. The big man in black had the highest cultivation level, but he had already noticed that someone was watching.

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

Now that we know that the two are actually uncle and nephew, it is natural that we want to catch them both in one fell swoop.

"Really?" Xia Daoming smiled coldly.

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

A black blade flashed across.

Before the big man in black 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.

By the time they reacted, they were already surrounded by pitch-black air.

As soon as their magic weapons were stained by the black air, they became mottled and instantly stopped functioning smoothly.

"escape!"

The three of them fled without thinking.

Just as they were about to escape, one of them was pierced through the chest by a dark ghost claw that emerged from the black air, and his heart was pulled out; another person had his neck cut off by a sharp golden wing; and the last person was killed by a single blow from Xia Daoming.

In the blink of an eye, the four people who were so arrogant just now were all killed.

After the four people died, Xia Daoming used the Black Dragon Banner to roll up the four bodies as well as his own and Lu Ziying's, and quickly left the place of trouble.

"What are the backgrounds 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 that her uncle-master was very powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful.

Killing four Jindan cultivators was as easy as chopping vegetables. They were all chopped down in the blink of an eye. If Lu Ziying had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it.

Is this still a Jindan cultivator?

"Uncle-master, you are not already the Nascent Soul Patriarch, are you?" After a long while, Lu Ziying asked instead of answering, his face, which was originally bleeding, flushed with a touch of excited red.

"What are you thinking about? If I were a Nascent Soul ancestor, would I need to use the Black Dragon Banner to cover myself and leave immediately after killing a few Golden Core cultivators?" Xia Daoming tapped Lu Ziying's head with his finger, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

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

"That's because they underestimated the enemy, and their strength is only average among people of the same realm. They dared to look down on me at such a close distance, which is naturally seeking death!" Xia Daoming interrupted.

(End of this chapter)