As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

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

  If this kind of thing is placed outside, it will definitely set off monstrous waves, and even cause disputes between the two sects, but in this black stone ruins that can disturb the perception of monks, it happened so peacefully.

  Even if the Immortal Feather Cave is over, you might not be able to find any residual aura, not to mention that this area can only accommodate foundation-building monks, so it is even more difficult to detect...

  Jiang Ming thought of this, and he also somewhat understood why that person 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 stuck them on his body, and then used flying swords to hover around his body.

  Shusha~

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

  Jiang Ming didn't intend to hide his figure. Such an opponent is not qualified for a sneak 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 can live for so many years and never doubt 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 meets a monk from the deep 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 daoists and I should have no grudges or grudges. You don't have to murder me. If you have any grudge against a disciple of Cangming Dongtian, name it... maybe, I 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 captured by the dark cave, and they planted an extremely vicious soul thought, so I did things for them in desperation... During this trip to the ruins, I I originally planned to escape from the control of Cangming Dongtian 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." Good thing... 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 all the hard work 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 behavior almost put them As slaves and sinners, it is 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, this place can only allow the emergence of foundation-building monks... maybe you can kill me , but you will definitely be seriously injured.”

   "You only have one chance to answer!" Jiang Ming didn't waste his time talking, 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, finally he gritted his teeth, and said hastily: "Stop, I say... the base camp of Cangmingdongtian is thirty miles downstream along this big river , 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 fragmentary picture in the ruins of the ruins, which is related to the core secret place of the foundation building area. , ambushed that Qingyuan Sword Valley team, wanting to get that residual 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..."

   "Is that assassin killed?" Jiang Ming asked.

  Unsurprisingly, the so-called Body Refining 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 even saw the real face of the assassin, and some people said that the assassin died in the chaos. However, the corpses found in the end, it seems that no one can really determine who is the assassin..."

  Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "If you say that, he is 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?" The gray-clothed middle-aged man sighed, and slowly stepped back, "I can give you all the treasures of that Immortal Yudongtian disciple..."

   As he spoke, 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, crushed it and died go.

  The gray-clothed middle-aged man's gaze sank, and his heart sank to the bottom. This casual blow without using a magical weapon is enough to prove that the young man in front of him is definitely a terrifying enemy.

  He wants to delay time, but this young man is obviously an old fritter, and he is not fooled by him at all...

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

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

  However, the ending has already been preordained. 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 strokes. Jiang Ming smashed the middle-aged dantian in gray clothes with one punch, and the violent spiritual power completely shredded the vitality of his body.

  Jiang Ming put away all the booty, left here quickly, and rushed downstream along the big river.

  Even if Wuhen's methods are good, facing so many enemies to hunt and kill, 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.

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

  咻~

  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 large 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 that building boat seemed to have also 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 boat hits him, even a great monk who has successfully established his foundation will 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, quickly communicating with him.

   "Long-range attack may not work, but if I touch that ship, let alone a formation, I will 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 Hei Jian was completed with divine thoughts, all of which happened between lightning and flint, and he no longer hesitated at this time, using the Xuanhuo Spirit Artillery to activate the Burning Spirit Scripture, 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 forefront 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 casual cultivator somewhere in the corner. He has no knowledge. 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 among several people was very casual, and they didn't pay attention to Jiang Ming at all.

   At the back 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. These captured loose cultivators raised their heads 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 tens of feet, looking at the scene in front of them in awe.

  Chichi...

  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's blood glowed all over his body, and he made strange noises for self-entertainment, but only Jiang Ming could hear him, and he automatically blocked the psychopath.

   thorn~

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

  Jiang Ming stood outside the light curtain, grinning, showing his clean and neat white teeth, smiling at this group of flustered young geniuses.

   "How, how?" A genius stammered, his face pale: "Isn't this formation able to block all the 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 we come in, the top geniuses of Yu Kingdom, are we still afraid of him alone..."

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

  Boom...

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

   "Fellow daoists... the gates of **** 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 incessantly. block him...