Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

In the snowy field, a large ship lay horizontally in the void.

"It's bad luck, these bastards in the paradise, are they nest after nest like cockroaches..."

On the rear deck of the large ship, those rogue cultivators covered by the net were ashen and hopeless.

I thought that when I met a ruthless person, I would be able to kill these damn bastards and rescue them, but I didn't expect to attract a group of terrifying old-fashioned foundation-building cultivators. To be besieged to death...

And these people, it is estimated that they will be sent to various dangerous places later, and they will be consumed as cannon fodder for exploring the road...

In front of the Lou Chuan, the few geniuses who survived the first Lou Chuan battle were leisurely making tea, talking and laughing, waiting for their clan elders to return.

"That Zhang Shan attracted more than a dozen elders to chase him down, even if he died, he should be proud..."

"But those seniors haven't come back for so long, so nothing will happen, right?" A young qi training genius asked worriedly.

"Hahaha, you don't have a foundation, and you don't know how terrifying the strength of the seniors who have been immersed in the foundation for hundreds of years... Their spiritual foundation is extremely solid, and their foundation is extremely deep. It is not us young foundation monks who can compare of."

A handsome young man in the dark cave laughed, full of confidence: "No matter what his shocking background is, no one can survive under the hunting of more than ten seniors..."

The other person also smiled and said: "Put your heart in your stomach, and wait for the seniors to return to the camp with Zhang Shan's head in triumph..."

huh~
However, before he finished speaking, a sharp aura came from afar.

boom……

Like lightning, a figure descended suddenly on top of the building, overlooking these young geniuses who were still alive, showing a gentle smile.

"Fellow daoists haven't left yet... It's so warm to welcome me here!"

The air was suddenly quiet, and several geniuses from all the big caves looked at this familiar figure dully, and some couldn't believe what they saw.

"W-how could it be you..." The young genius of Cangming Dongtian who was full of confidence just now, his face was pale and trembling: "What about those seniors...you, how can you escape their pursuit?"

"Hiding?" Jiang Ming smiled, "Who said you want to escape their pursuit? If I kill them all, no one will find me..."

"Impossible, you are lying!" The young genius immediately shook his head, staring at Jiang Ming with red eyes: "You must have used some secret technique to escape the induction of those seniors... When they find out that something is wrong, they will definitely back..."

"Wait for them to come back... When they come back..." the genius murmured, but his eyes became a little confused and crazy, and he was a little incoherent.

The others were dead silent, with despair in their eyes. Everyone knew that no matter whether those elders were dead or alive, even if they rushed back immediately, nothing would change the result.

All of them will die in the hands of Zhang Shan...

gurgle~
On the deck, the hot tea on a tea stove was still bubbling, and there were strands of tea leaves floating in it, filled with wisps of warmth. However, the few geniuses at this moment only felt cold all over their bodies, like falling into an ice cellar.

At this moment, they are extremely regretful, why did they not immediately flee back to the camp when they were in the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, but instead waited for some kind of triumph...

call……

The cold wind was bitter, and Jiang Ming's figure descended slowly.

There were no surprises in the ending. Puffs of blood splashed one after another, hot blood was sprinkled on the deck, and in the end these geniuses from all the big caves and paradises were killed here.

"It's quite leisurely..." Jiang Ming glanced at the tea on the fire, poured himself a cup, and drank it down.

Then he came to the rear of the deck, cut open the big net, and let out those casual practitioners.

"Fellow daoists, this place is dangerous... please leave as soon as possible!" Jiang Ming smiled lightly.

"Senior, senior... Please also tell me your name and name. I will never forget this life-saving grace!" An old monk boldly stepped forward and said with tears in his eyes.

The others also responded one after another, looking at Jiang Ming with fiery and excited eyes, not only because of their gratitude for the life-saving grace, but also because they were excited to meet such a monstrous character.

With one person's power, he killed more than a dozen top geniuses in the Paradise, and he didn't know how to kill a group of veteran foundation-builder monks. If this kind of feat was spread to the outside world, it would simply set off an extremely terrifying storm.

This is not a simple fight, but completely offended Cangming Dongtian, Lingcanshan, Tianhongzong and other forces, and almost single-handedly provoked these top forces in Yu Kingdom...

Although the world of cultivating immortals is cruel and chaotic, such blood-stirring incidents have not happened for many years. Who dares to imagine that those high and blessed caves will one day have their disciples slaughtered mercilessly like pigs and dogs. It's just like the Arabian Nights, it's unbelievable...

Jiang Ming looked at these people, his eyes moved slightly, and then he laughed loudly: "I, Zhang Shan, have never seen these hypocritical and cruel people. What happened today is just a little effort, you don't have to take it to heart..."

"From now on, if these so-called caves and blessed places dare to cause chaos in the world of cultivating immortals... Maybe my Huaguo Mountain will wipe out harm for the people and wipe out these forces!" He said in a calm and arrogant voice, like a man who has no one in his eyes.

It's been more than a year since he came to the world of cultivating immortals. Jiang Ming has gradually gained the power to protect himself.

Of course, if he has enough strength in the future, he might be able to turn this tiger skin into a real tiger...

"Huaguo Mountain?" When these casual cultivators heard this name, their bodies shook and they became a little confused.

What kind of power is this, why has it never been heard of?
The old monk was promoted again and asked where Huaguo Mountain was located and what kind of power it was?
And what is Zhang Shan's status in Huaguo Mountain... Is he the most evil genius in the sect?
"I was hardly born in Huaguo Mountain, and only a few people walk in the world in each generation...but I am just the one with the weakest talent. There are more than ten people who are stronger than me, such as my junior brother Yan Chixia, who is gifted. Peerless, future achievements will surely surpass me.”

"And I have a senior brother... that is an eternal genius who surpasses me by a hundred times and a thousand times!" Jiang Ming faced the many stretched necks, and said solemnly: "My senior brother is named... Sun Wukong, maybe someone in the future One day, it will become famous in the entire world of cultivating immortals and become the most dazzling existence in this vast world of cultivating immortals!"

"Sigh~"

There was a sound of gasping in unison, and everyone looked at Jiang Ming in shock. With such terrifying strength, he was actually only the weakest talent in the school?
What kind of terrorist force is this Huaguo Mountain?
"It's definitely the legendary holy place for cultivating immortals..."

"Maybe it's the most mysterious and terrifying kind of holy place. It's never been shown to the world, but its background is extremely terrifying!"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Jiang Ming smiled, and waved his sleeves to send them downstairs: "Fellow Taoists, I have just opened the gate of Huaguo Mountain and entered the world, so please keep a low profile and keep it secret. As a disciple walking in the world, I don't like being too high-profile...Leave me!"

boom……

He activated the building and boat formation, filled with an arc of spiritual light, and shot forward with a bang.

On the ground, those casual cultivators looked excited, and their thoughts changed sharply: "A holy place for cultivating immortals named Huaguo Mountain was born. I must tell those old friends about such a secret news..."

"This faction is so low-key, it must have a good background...I want to sell this news quickly..."

"Cough, cough!" A decent casual cultivator said in a low voice, "The senior from Huaguo Mountain said that such news must be kept secret, and everyone should not spread it randomly... otherwise the consequences may be very serious!"

"I understand, we all understand..."

"Don't worry, it will never be spread!" The others quickly patted their chests to assure themselves.

However, in an instant, many casual cultivators had different thoughts, turned around one after another, and rushed towards the ruins...

……

bang~
Electricity was generated in the void, and a magic weapon building boat moved forward rapidly.

On the building boat, there was only one figure, standing at the forefront of the building boat, dressed in loose clothes, looking at the boundless snowfield ahead.

"It seems to be here..."

From a distance, Jiang Ming could see some attics and palaces shining with spiritual light. It was obvious that the style was not unique in this ruins, but was arranged here by the latecomers.

"It seems that these forces have been operating here for a long time!" Jiang Ming squinted his eyes slightly. From the surrounding environment, it can be seen that this camp should have existed for many years.

"Perhaps since the last time the ruins were opened 60 years ago, these caves have been exploring this ruin..."

Such a thought flashed in Jiang Ming's mind, and he jumped up, standing in the void... The speed of the building boat did not slow down, and it rushed straight to the camp.

boom……

The building boat slammed into a light curtain, causing an extremely violent tremor, and then fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, there is a formation!" Jiang Ming was not surprised: "And this formation seems to be constructed with the help of the original large formation in the ruins here... It is indeed a stronghold that has been in business for many years, and there is something!"

"who?"

This kind of movement also attracted the attention of the monks in the camp. Figures rose into the sky immediately, staring at Jiang Ming angrily.

"Where did the miscellaneous come from..." a foundation cultivator shouted with a cold expression.

Chi~
However, before he finished speaking, a sword light pierced through the void, like thunder from the sky, piercing through his body in an instant, blocking all his remaining words in his throat.

boom……

Jiang Ming didn't have any extra nonsense. He came here to kill people. He swayed violently and rushed towards the other people.

chirp chi~
The sword light swept across the sky and swept all directions. The cooperation between Jiang Ming and Heijian became more and more tacit. The blood power and spiritual power were switched at will.

puff……

In just a split second, blood splashed in the void, accompanied by a scream of incomparable shock and anger.

These monks who rushed out of the camp did not expect that someone would dare to kill their stronghold and launch an attack mercilessly...

"Enemy attack!"

Screams and alarm bells rang through the camp in an instant, and all the monks who were still in the camp rushed out of their residences and looked up in shock.

"How dare someone kill here..."

"Is he crazy……"

Many people were astonished, but looking at the continuous blood rain from the sky, they were also a little frightened, and realized that the enemy was a bit unusual.

Among these people, there were three figures who were even more terrified, looking at the killing figure tremblingly.

"He, how dare he..." The three of Yuan Mo from Lingcan Mountain gathered together, their faces extremely pale.

They were the three monks from Lingcan Mountain who were planted with soul thoughts by Jiang Ming at the stone palace that day. Camp, if you want to wait for Jiang Ming to die in this ruins, the soul will dissipate naturally.

However, no matter how they thought about it, they never expected to see this terrifying murderer again in this camp...

"Huh?" In the sky, Jiang Ming also sensed the breath of the soul, and suddenly smiled, what a coincidence.

Puff puff……

Piece after piece of blood rained down, and foundation-building monks from all major forces continued to kill the void, but no one could catch Jiang Ming's sword.

Corpses fell one after another, faster than they could be killed... None of the monks who came up was Jiang Ming's enemy in the first round, and they were beheaded by him in the blink of an eye.

The bloody water fell one after another, dyeing the snow red with blood... Gradually, no one dared to kill anymore.

The remaining hundreds of figures stood in the protective formation of the camp in terrified fear, not daring to take another step, and many of them even held their breath, too frightened to say a word.

With a figure, no one dared to speak out, no one dared to fight against the most powerful cultivators of Yu Kingdom.

"Is there just such a few masters in the dignified headquarters?" Jiang Ming was a little puzzled, and said to himself, feeling that the strength of these people was not as good as those masters who chased him into Xuelin.

However, what he said made the monks below couldn't help showing anger on their faces, staring at him stubbornly, their breath fluctuating.

When did these lofty and blessed monks of Dongtian Blessed Land receive such underestimation?

However, no one dared to really rush out of this protective formation, because the strength of the people in front of them was indeed too terrifying, making these well-informed monks of Dongtian Blessed Land somewhat unbelievable.

Why is there such a terrifying master in the foundation building area?

"Could it be that they all went out to explore, and there are only a few masters left in the camp? I killed a group of them just now, and now there are almost no one left..." Jiang Ming murmured.

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people below changed drastically, and they looked at him in horror... Those helping hands who had left before couldn't be contacted anymore, could they all have been killed?

how can that be……

For a while, the camp suddenly became chaotic and noisy.

But in the deepest part of the camp, there were several figures with calm expressions, looking at the scene that happened, as if these scenes had nothing to do with them.

"These forces are still useful, come forward and deal with them!" Among them, a handsome young man said calmly.

"Yes!" A middle-aged man nodded respectfully, turned around and walked towards the outside of the camp, and soon came to the front, jumped up and stood in the void, separated from Jiang Ming only by a light curtain.

"This fellow Taoist, enough is enough..." The middle-aged monk looked calm, and said slowly: "Otherwise, you can't afford the consequences of messing with someone you shouldn't!"

"Huh?" Jiang Ming felt a little dull at first, but he was taken aback when he heard this, and then interest rose in his eyes.

His grandma's, finally came an interesting...