As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Boom!

  A figure burning with flames, like a meteorite falling from the sky with no return, violently rose from the vicinity and rushed towards it with all its strength.

  chichi~

  The terrifying breath made the surrounding temperature rise a lot, and the ice and snow melted into steam in an instant, making the place smoky and cloudy, like a fairyland.

  However, in such a fairyland, there is an extremely sharp killing intent. The terrifying killing intent made the eleven veteran foundation-builder monks from all the big caves feel tense all over their bodies and their hairs stood on end.

   "This guy is dying..."

  In the blink of an eye, everyone was shocked and angry, and only this thought flashed through their minds in time.

  Chi~

The next moment, that figure had already descended, and the spiritual power turned into a golden giant sword in the void, shining bright and blazing light, and the whole person merged into the sword light, fiercely moving towards the nearest A figure blasted away.

   "Damn it, why me..." The expression of a foundation-building cultivator who bears the brunt of the attack changed drastically. No one would survive if he was stabbed by such a terrifying and desperate sword.

However, in the face of this sword, even if he could dodge it, he couldn't dodge it. The foundation-building cultivator could only desperately sacrifice all the protective talismans and magical weapons, and his spiritual power exploded with all his strength, trying to block the blow, waiting for other people to work together to kill him. Boom kill.

  The middle-aged man in white robe and other people did not stand idly by, they all backed away in anger, and at the same time sacrificed various magical weapons, and ruthlessly moved towards the attacking figure.

  At this moment, no one dared to keep their hands, and they couldn't even care about the attacked companion. If this guy ran away again, the next time he might be unlucky...

  Boom~

  All kinds of magic weapons erupted with light, almost completely covering the area, and the terrifying fluctuations permeated the air. Even the monks who have just stepped into the alchemy here will probably see their expressions change.

   "How dare you come here alone, madman... Huh, it's a pity that he can't even think about living!"

  They all had cold killing intent in their eyes. No matter how strong this guy is, if he dares to ignore them like this, he is just asking for his own death.

   "It's a pity that there must be a companion to be buried with him..."

  At the last moment, someone had such a thought in their mind, but they were not too sad. On the journey of cultivating immortality, it’s just that dead fellows don’t die poor people...

   Boom boom boom!

  Jiang Ming's figure was instantly covered by various auras, and the blazing light shot up into the sky. The whole snow forest seemed to be trembling, and countless white snows fell.

The others retreated one after another, leaving only the attacked companion, also in despair, surrounded by all kinds of terrifying attacks. He already knew that he was abandoned by others, even if he could block the attack of the opposite person, he would still be killed. Companion's magic weapon attack spreads to death...

  poof...

In the light, there seemed to be a rain of blood flying, accompanied by a few explosions and a miserable cry, and then there was no movement, only the afterglow ripples swept up and spread in all directions, dozens of hundreds of plants The ancient tree was swept by the aftermath, and it collapsed directly.

   "Are you dead?" The middle-aged man in the white robe narrowed his eyes slightly, and retracted the long knife he sacrificed: "The aura of both of them can't be felt, but that **** is very good at concealing aura..."

   "It's impossible to be alive, there is no foundation-building monk who can withstand such an attack..." One person immediately shook his head and said, "We all work together, which foundation-building monk can withstand it."

   "It's fine to die. Where did this monk come from? It's terrible!"

  The other people also had lingering fears, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and took back their magical artifacts.

   "It's a pity that fellow Taoist of the Tianhong Sect..." The young man in the white robe sighed, no matter what he thought in his heart, he still had to express his grief on face.

  The other people were expressionless, and were about to say a few words on the scene, but one person suddenly exclaimed: "No, I can't take back my secret treasure..."

   "What?" The white-robed middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at the piece of flame and smoke that hadn't dissipated.

  Boom...

  A figure was covered in blood, and suddenly shot out of it, bringing up a large trail of smoke and dust, and flew towards the distance like a meteor.

   "Hahaha, thank you fellow daoist for the gift, this ax is pretty good..."

  That figure had a dusty stone ax stuck on his shoulder, the wound was bleeding violently, and there were many stubbles on his body, but his expression turned around and laughed wildly.

   "Other fellow daoists, don't pick on the ropes, come up with something real..."

  Leaving another light taunt, Jiang Ming's speed increased sharply again, and he disappeared into the vast snow forest in an instant, leaving only ten figures with shocked faces.

At this moment, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and everyone could see that the trees in that area had been completely blown apart, and a large charred pit was exposed on the ground. Two broken corpses lay horizontally, with blood gurgling, obviously it was theirs. That companion is gone.

   "How is it possible... How did that person survive..." A monk from Lingcan Mountain stared at his companion who died tragically, and said in disbelief.

  Such an attack is enough to kill a peak foundation cultivator three or four times, and there is no one who can hold it under the alchemy.

   "He was seriously injured..." Another person suddenly said, "Maybe, if we keep hunting... we can kill him completely."

"Really... But who can catch up with him? He can go so fast even after being seriously injured, God knows how much fighting power he still has..." the middle-aged man in white robe murmured, looking at the vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, with no end in sight. De Xuelin: "I feel more and more uneasy, and I just want to leave this place."

  As soon as he said this, several people immediately nodded: "Let's go back to the camp first, and then think about it in the long run."

   "The key is that we are not familiar with this snowy forest. The battle just now was too noisy. If some terrifying beast is awakened, it will be bad..."

"yes…"

   Several people talked to each other, either worried about the beast or worried that the camp would not be guarded, and those who were willing to stay and continue hunting, but almost no one.

  Although everyone saw that the terrifying mysterious monk had been seriously injured, the series of experiences just now had completely frightened them out of their wits, and they had no fighting spirit at all.

A monk is also a human being, the longer he lives, the more he cherishes his life. No one wants to play with his life here anymore. The person was seriously injured and he is not dead. an unlucky...

  In the end, the remaining ten people finally decided to retreat temporarily, but they all expressed their determination, and this revenge must be avenged...

  …

  Under a snow nest, Jiang Ming calmed down his breath, and his injuries had completely recovered. He took a few Huiqi pills and chewed some rare elixir, restoring his spiritual power to 80% or 90%.

   "It's almost done, let's start changing one by one next time..." Jiang Ming looked calm, and quietly walked out of the snow nest like a ghost.

   One for one? I can change countless times, but you can only change once...

  He flipped his wrist, a small bronze mirror hovered in his palm, and invisible fluctuations diffused out.

  On the bronze mirror, many light spots of different sizes are distributed, ten of which are as bright as the sun gather together and move rapidly in a certain direction.

   This is the divine light mirror he obtained from the two monks outside the snow forest. It can detect the aura within tens of miles. After he got it, he directly refined it to find the traces of those monks in reverse.

   "Do you want to escape now..." Jiang Ming smiled calmly, isn't it a bit late.

  He put away the divine light mirror with his backhand, his figure flitted silently, and quickly flitted in a certain direction.

  A moment later, a figure surrounded by flames once again charged into the crowd as if desperate, and fled away with heavy injuries, accompanied by rain of blood and ear-piercing screams.

   "Damn..." The rest of the crowd looked ugly, shocked and angry, what kind of monster is this?

   Isn't he seriously injured? How did you recover so quickly...

  Everyone is heartbroken, realizing that they have provoked a terrible monster, and they can have such combat power and recovery power that are so heaven-defying. The background is absolutely shocking. It is either a valuable healing relic, or a peerless secret method.

  No matter which one it is, it surpasses the blessed places of Yu Kingdom like them. If it is not for the top cultivating immortals or holy places, there is no such background at all...

   "Run!"

  The middle-aged man in the white robe said with a gloomy face, he couldn't care less about what to say, his body was already chilling, and he just wanted to escape from this place.

  Boom...

   Several people nodded in unison, broke out the secret technique without saying a word, and fled frantically to the outside of the snow forest.

Somewhere in the forest, Jiang Ming looked at the figures in the divine light mirror whose speed had increased a lot, and murmured: "This time we have to use the real ultimate move, otherwise it will be bad if they wake up and run away separately." It's..."

  Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, and he communicated with Hei Jian with his spiritual thoughts: "Brother Jian, was that ax delicious just now... Can you show your hand?"

Although he has always used the black sword as a weapon, he has never underestimated this guy's strength, and he has also fed him thunder swords, stone axes and many other secret treasures and materials obtained from other monks. This black sword should have been recovered long ago A lot of strength.

   "No problem, don't worry, big brother... at least one can be guaranteed!" Hei Jian's mouth was short, and he quickly responded confidently: "It's not impossible to poke another one when the condition is good..."

  Jiang Ming smiled, and then took out another big killer from the storage ring.

  …

   A moment later, in a certain mountain forest, the dazzling light burst out again.

  A black sword light flickered with thunder, piercing through the void suddenly, reaching the extreme, flashing like a ghost, any spells and magic tools that came in front of it, were as fragile as straw paper, and were easily pierced away.

  A cultivator sacrificed a spirit shield in front of him. He thought he could resist it for a while, but it was pierced instantly.

  poof...

  The black sword easily pierced through this person's head, leaving a **** hole the size of a walnut, in which thunder and blood were raging, and the soul was completely crushed in an instant.

   "Cultivators in this era have never experienced killing. They rely too much on magic tools, which is not good..." Hei Jian commented casually, continued to move forward, and continued to kill.

And at the same moment when the black sword appeared, Jiang Ming's figure also rushed out suddenly, and fell from the sky to kill the middle-aged man in white robes. The golden fire sword pointed three times in a row, and the terrifying fluctuations plowed out the ground. Three huge ravines, filled with unparalleled aura, suppressed and killed...

  He has already seen that the Cangming Dongtian cultivator at the peak of foundation establishment is the highest among these people.

  The so-called killing the enemy first kills the king, as long as this person is killed, the others are nothing but chickens and dogs, and they will be defeated in one blow...

   "Looking for death!" The white-robed middle-aged man was furious. He really didn't expect that they had already made concessions and were about to leave, and this person actually came back again.

"kill him!"

   "Don't hold back..."

   A series of angry shouts sounded one after another.

  Boom!

  Including the middle-aged man in the white robe, six or seven figures gathered together, sacrificed the magic weapon at the same time, and blasted forward fiercely.

  The dazzling rays of light erupted together, gathering together to erupt in terrifying fluctuations, like a small sun rising in this mountain forest...

   "This wave, we can repel him again..."

The middle-aged people in white robes all had such thoughts in their hearts. After two previous experiences, they have already discovered that although the strength of this mysterious monk is terrifying, the most enchanting thing is his resilience. As long as he is given a moment, will be able to make a comeback.

  But they are not far from the edge of the snowy forest. As long as they escape from this place, they will be very close to the camp... Maybe before this monster appears next time, they will be able to escape back.

  At this moment, they felt a mixed feeling of exhaustion and happiness, as if they were finally going to escape from a desperate situation...

  However, the next moment, the middle-aged man in the white robe suddenly changed his face, and shouted in horror:

"Be careful!"

  Wow~

  A piece of cyan light swept from the depths of the small spiritual sun, filled with decayed and ancient runes, and all the magic tools that passed by faded away, became decayed, and fell to the ground...

  Boom!

  A bronze tripod rushed out and swiped across the void. Qingxia spewed out from the tripod's mouth, sweeping all directions.

   "Ah..." A foundation-building cultivator was only slightly affected by the cyan glow, and half of his body withered directly. The vitality of the whole person quickly disappeared, and the flesh withered and quickly turned into fly ash...

   There are also two people who were affected by the front, and they couldn't even make a muffled groan.

   "You killed Elder Hua!" The white-robed middle-aged man shouted in horror, recognizing this treasure from his own sect.

This bronze tripod is definitely one of the rarest treasures in Cangming Dongtian's trip to explore the ruins. It was sacrificed by Cangming Dongtian at a huge price. Hold it in your hands and save it for life and death.

  The white-robed middle-aged man only knew about Elder Hua's team, and he hadn't been able to contact him for several days, but he never thought that his secret treasure, the bronze tripod, had already fallen into the hands of this person...

  Even the most precious secret treasure has been left behind, so there is only one explanation...

  The white-robed middle-aged man looked extremely horrified, and couldn't figure it out at all. How could Elder Hua, who held this tripod, be killed by this person? Could it be that he couldn't kill this person even by sacrificing this treasure?

  However, all these thoughts of his only happened in the blink of an eye. The small bronze cauldron killed three people in a row, but it still remained unabated.

   "Damn it..." The white-robed middle-aged man turned his head and fled, sacrificing all kinds of talismans and magic weapons behind him like money, trying to wear down the power of this secret treasure.

  However, what frightened him most was that the cyan glow emanating from this thing seemed to be more intense and abundant than when they brought it out from the sect.

  The instruments and talismans he used were just a drop in the bucket, they couldn’t stop the power of the small bronze tripod at all...

   "How could this be..." The white-robed middle-aged man yelled in horror, but he could do nothing to stop it. He could only watch helplessly as the small cauldron was getting closer and closer, and wrapped in a large blue glow, it suddenly suppressed and killed it.

"what…"

   After screaming, a corpse in a white robe fell down.

  Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and took back the bronze tripod and black sword. Standing in the void, he looked at the two remaining figures, who were fleeing frantically out of the snow forest like bereaved dogs without daring to look back.

  At this point in the battle, their Dao Hearts have been completely shattered. Even if Jiang Ming was seriously injured and dying again at this time, they dare not look back...

   "That's it? That's it? It's still a paradise... I'm bah!" Heijian yelled frantically. In this battle, it performed exceptionally, poking three foundation-building monks in a row, and its confidence was already bursting to the extreme.

...

  At the edge of the snowy forest, there was a frantically fleeing figure, with a look of hope on his face... as if he could survive by escaping from the snowy forest.

   Poof!

  A black sword pierced from between his eyebrows, instantly taking away all his vitality.

   "Is it useful to escape from the snow forest..."

  Jiang Ming shook his head speechlessly, and swung his sword to throw the corpse off. This guy must have been scared out of his wits, and it’s still some distance away from your camp.

   "However, it's time to go to the so-called camp..."

  Jiang Ming's killing intent was rising, and he couldn't suppress the killing intent all over his body, so he flew forward.

  Behind him, Xuelin was silent, as if nothing had happened... But a dozen or so veteran foundation-builders from the Paradise of Paradise had already been killed by one person, and their bodies were buried here...