As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

In the void, blood mist drifted away. A disciple from Yu Kingdom's No. 1 cultivating force, Xianyu Dongtian, was ruthlessly killed by Cangming Dongtian cultivator, leaving no room for it.

If this kind of thing was placed in the outside world, it would definitely cause huge waves, and even cause disputes between the two sects, but in this black stone ruins that can disturb the perception of monks, it just happened so peacefully.

Even after the Immortal Feather Cave, you may not be able to find any residual aura, not to mention that this area can only accommodate Foundation Establishment cultivators, so it is even more difficult to detect...

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming understood why that man dared to be so unscrupulous.

"It seems that there is really no need to have too many scruples in making a move in this black stone ruin..." Jiang Ming thought.

"who?"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man from Cangming Cave suddenly turned his head, glanced sharply and shouted coldly.

It has to be said that his spiritual sense is also extremely sharp, and he instantly sensed that someone was spying on him. He immediately activated several talismans and pasted them on his body, and then used flying swords to hover around his body.

rustle~

On the bank of the big river, amidst the steam, a figure came out.

Jiang Ming didn't intend to hide his figure. Such an opponent is not qualified to let him attack.

"Where's your base camp?" Jiang Ming said in a calm voice, not intending to be long-winded with him, and went straight to the topic as soon as he came up.

"Who is the fellow Taoist looking for? Is there anything you can do?" The gray-clothed middle-aged man looked cautiously, without any pretension, and stepped back slowly, keeping a certain distance from Jiang Ming: "If there is anything, you can let me know first." Me, I will tell the sect disciples on behalf of fellow daoists!"

Although Jiang Ming looks very young, this middle-aged man in gray has no intention of underestimating him. Someone who can walk here alone is definitely a scumbag, and there is a faint danger in this young man. The aura was a warning sign for the gray-clothed middle-aged man.

This kind of aura can only be felt when he is in danger of life and death... The gray-clothed middle-aged man has lived for so many years and never doubts his own perception. This young man is definitely a terrifying master.

Jiang Ming was also a little stunned. It seemed that he was too calm, which made the guy opposite him suspicious.

He shook his head and smiled lightly: "My business is too important to tell you casually, just take me to your leader!"

This is also the reason why Jiang Ming didn't attack and kill him immediately. The relics are too extensive, and it might be really difficult for him to find them by himself. Now that he has encountered a monk from the dark cave, he naturally wants to use it.

"Fellow Daoist has killing intent in his eyes!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man backed away slowly, and said in a low voice: "However, fellow Taoist and I should have no grudges and no grudges. You don't have to murder me. If you have grudges against a disciple of Cangming Dongtian, name it... Maybe, I can kill him for you!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were strange, and he said with a half-smile, "Do you think I will believe you?"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes also smiled, his eyes were extremely calm: "I am an ascetic monk who was caught by the dark cave, and they planted an extremely vicious soul, so I did things for them in desperation... This trip to the ruins, I originally planned to escape from the control of Cangming Cave and fight for a chance of life here, as for any enmity and interests, it has nothing to do with me, as long as I can survive!"

"If fellow daoist can give me enough benefits, it's okay for me to kill someone for you!" The gray-clothed friar said slowly: "The base camp of Cangming Dongtian is the place of Longtan and tiger's lair. If you go alone, you may not get any money." The advantage... After all, I have the identity of Cangming Dongtian, so it is extremely easy to kill someone!"

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly. He had heard that the ascetic monks of these great sects were all slaves of monks who had been planted with soul thoughts. They had no freedom on weekdays and could only practice hard in prison. They would be released only when needed. Come out and do things.

It is rumored that these people are all evil cultivators with great sins, and they were captured after great efforts and painstaking efforts in the big caves... But in fact, only the people in the caves know who they are.

This is also why, when Jiang Ming planted the soul thoughts of those people in Cangmingdongtian a few days ago, why they resisted violently, not only because their lives were going to be handed over to others, but also because this kind of behavior almost took them away. Being a slave and a sinner makes it difficult for them to accept...

"But I still can't trust you... There are too many loopholes in your words!" Jiang Ming sighed, but he was unmoved, and walked forward slowly: "Now tell me where the base camp is, maybe I can believe what you said .”

"Fellow Daoist still seems to want to kill me?" The gray-clothed middle-aged man's eyes were gloomy, and the flying sword pointed at Jiang Ming from a distance: "But no matter how strong you are, after all, only foundation-builder cultivators are allowed here... maybe you can kill me." I, but I will definitely be seriously injured."

"You only have one chance to answer!" Jiang Ming didn't waste any more words, but just said calmly, and continued to push forward.

"You..." The face of the middle-aged man in gray changed slightly, his eyes changed several times quickly, and finally he gritted his teeth and said hastily: "Stop, I said... the base camp of Cangmingdongtian is 30 miles downstream along this big river. Inside, in a snow mountain canyon."

Jiang Ming stopped and continued to ask: "Have you ever killed the disciples of Qingyuan Sword Valley?"

"Are you from Qingyuan Sword Valley?" Hui Yizhong was startled, and then hesitated, but after seeing the dangerous light in Jiang Ming's eyes, he simply stopped covering it up and said quickly: "More than ten years ago, Qingyuan The monks of Sword Valley obtained a fragmented picture in the ruins of the ruins, which is related to the core secret place of the foundation building area. Zong, ambushed that Qingyuan Sword Valley team, wanting to get that fragmented picture!"

"The result?" Jiang Ming frowned slightly.

"Qingyuan Sword Valley's disciples were almost wiped out, but no one expected that Qingyuan Sword Valley would spend so much money. That team brought several amazing weapons and hidden a terrifying body-training assassin ..."

The middle-aged man in gray clothes said, a trace of fear flashed involuntarily in his eyes, it seemed that the assassin had left a palpitating impression on him: "The alliance gathered by forces such as Cangming Dongtian was counter-killed, and in the end it was The three people from Qingyuan Sword Valley fled into the depths of that snow valley with that fragmented picture..."

"Was that assassin killed?" Jiang Ming asked.

Unsurprisingly, the so-called body-training assassin is an old acquaintance of his...

The middle-aged man in gray was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled wryly: "To be honest, I really don't know, and maybe no one knows... because no one has even seen the real face of the assassin. died, but in the bodies that were found in the end, no one seemed to be able to really determine who the assassin was..."

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "If you say that, then you are not dead... It seems that Wuhen has been doing well all these years, and his methods have become more and more sophisticated."

"Put away your magic weapon, and give me the storage ring... I will spare you!" He looked at the gray-clothed middle-aged man and said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist, don't push yourself... Let's take a step back, how about it?" The gray-clothed middle-aged man sighed and stepped back slowly: "I can give you all the treasures of that Immortal Feather Cave disciple..."

With that said, he took out a silver-white storage ring and threw it at Jiang Ming.

boom……

At this moment, the middle-aged man in gray clothes suddenly made a move, a dazzling sword light burst out from behind the storage ring, traversed the void, and slashed towards Jiang Ming.

"It doesn't look stupid..." Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, without any accidents, he flicked his fingers, and a golden fire sword finger slashed out, golden flames swept across the sky, blasted fiercely on the sword light, and shattered it and go.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man's eyes sank, and his heart sank to the bottom. This casual strike without using a magical weapon was enough to prove that the young man opposite him was definitely a terrifying enemy.

He wanted to delay time, but this young man was obviously an old man, so he wasn't fooled at all...

"Fellow Daoist is indeed a master, I admit defeat!"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes said, but he turned around without hesitation, a bloody glow erupted all over his body, and he used the secret escape technique to fly away.

However, the ending has already been determined, Jiang Ming stretched his body and flew across the sky, more than a dozen sword lights slashed out, sealing off all the escape routes of the gray-clothed middle-aged man...

Boom boom boom!

The battle broke out and ended within a dozen moves. Jiang Ming smashed the gray-clothed middle-aged dantian with one punch, and the violent spiritual power completely shredded the vitality of his body.

Jiang Ming put away all the trophies, left the place quickly, and rushed downstream along the river.

Even if Wuhen's methods are good, but in the face of so many enemies hunting, I'm afraid the situation will not be too good...

Along the way, Jiang Ming could see some traces of battles from time to time, bloodstained, and some corpses left, showing the cruelty of the ruins.

"Huh? The temperature nearby is dropping sharply..."

Gradually, Jiang Ming suddenly noticed that the surrounding environment was changing, and a large snow-capped mountain range was faintly visible in front of him.

Thinking of what the gray-clothed middle-aged man said earlier, Jiang Ming's heart also moved. It seemed that he was about to reach the so-called base camp of Cangming Dongtian.

Shh~

A magic weapon building boat suddenly appeared from behind, in the same direction as Jiang Ming, and flew towards the snow mountain ahead.

"Dare to fly with a building boat here, either looking for death, or because you are very familiar with the surrounding environment, and you don't think you will encounter fierce beast attacks or formations..."

Jiang Ming said softly, the identity of the person who controls the ship is self-evident.

boom~

At this moment, the people on the building boat seemed to have discovered Jiang Ming in front of them, and suddenly a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power erupted, and the direction suddenly changed, and they were actually heading straight for Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. When such a magic weapon building and boat hit him, even a great monk with a successful foundation establishment would be seriously injured or even die...

He saw a few handsome young men and women standing on the deck in front of the building. They seemed to be genius disciples of some great sects. It's like trying to crush an ant with a stone.

"Interesting..." Jiang Ming smiled and saw the Cangmingdongtian sign on the boat.

Little brother, you are courting death!

"Brother Jian, can you break through the protective formation of the building?" Jiang Ming asked with a black long sword emerging in his hand.

"Long-range attack may not work, but if I touch that ship, don't say anything about formations, I'll even cut the ship in half..." Black Sword yelled.

"it is good!"

Jiang Ming looked at the rapidly approaching building boat, showing a bright smile.

The communication between him and Heijian was completed with divine thoughts, all of which happened between lightning and flint, and he no longer hesitated at this time, using the Xuanhuo Spiritual Sacrifice Art to activate the Burning Spiritual Sutra, and all the spiritual power erupted loudly.

boom……

Jiang Ming's body was full of flames, and his body shot out violently, rushing towards the magic weapon building boat like a shooting star.

"Hahaha, it's so stupid that it hurts..."

At the front of the building boat, several young geniuses couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene, as if they were watching a grasshopper jumping up and down to provoke humans.

"Dare to attack the Flying Cloud Ship, doesn't this kid know how the word death is written?"

"Maybe it's a random cultivator in some corner, with little knowledge, and it's really ignorant and fearless to enter the ruins alone..."

"Hurry up and go back to the camp...the batch of cannon fodder on the ship is still waiting to be used!"

The communication between the few people was extremely casual, and they didn't pay attention to Jiang Ming at all.

And at the rear of the building ship, hundreds of casual cultivators with mixed breaths were shrouded in a big net on the deck, all of them looked dead silent and desperate...

boom!

The entire building boat suddenly shook violently, and these captured loose cultivators looked up in astonishment, looking at the violently trembling formation light curtain above their heads, a little confused, not knowing what happened.

In front of the building boat, those young geniuses who had been calm before had already retreated several tens of feet away, looking at the scene in front of them in awe.

chi chi...

On the light curtain of the protective formation, a black sword was stabbing incomparably powerfully, bursting out astonishing ripples of spiritual power, and slowly opening a hole in the formation.

"Quack quack, little ones, your grandpa Jian is coming in..."

Hei Jian was flickering with blood all over his body, and he yelled strangely for himself, but only Jiang Ming could hear it, and he automatically blocked the psychopath.

Thorn~

However, this Heijian neuropathy belongs to neuropathy, and he is really powerful when he moves his hands. The opening is getting bigger and bigger, and soon it can accommodate the whole person to enter...

Standing outside the light curtain, Jiang Ming grinned, showing his clean and neat white teeth, and looked at this group of flustered young geniuses with a smile.

"How, how?" A genius stammered, his face pale: "Isn't this formation able to block all attacks under Jie Dan?"

"Calm down, he's only one person, the highest level of cultivation is nothing more than building a foundation, and he pierced through the formation with that weird black sword, so what if he comes in, we top geniuses in Yu Kingdom, are we still afraid of him alone..."

"Anyway, I feel something is wrong, let's use the communication talisman to call the people in the camp first..." One person frowned and said cautiously.

boom……

At this moment, the formation light curtain was finally broken open a big hole, and these young geniuses watched the young man step into the building boat.

"Fellow daoists... the gates of hell are open to you!"

Jiang Ming smiled lightly, and without any hesitation, sword lights shot up into the sky, attacking and killing them violently.

His whole body also turned into an afterimage, disappeared from the spot in a flash, and appeared in front of those geniuses the next moment.

boom……

The light of the fist and the light of the sword erupted together, and blood splashed all over the deck in an instant. At this moment, Jiang Ming was like a wolf entering a herd of sheep, with stumps flying everywhere he passed, and screams endlessly. Block him...