The Taoist closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

Jiang Daoming's strength is not something he can compete with, and struggling is in vain.

Just as he was about to kill, the Holy Maiden of the Qinghuang said: "Hall Master, wait a moment."

"What advice does the saint have?" Jiang Daoming asked.

"Let me try it and see if I can ask." Saint Qinghuang stepped out of the chariot and said calmly.

The Taoist opened his eyes and sneered: "Little Saint, I have never seen any kind of torture. If you give me a good time, I will be grateful to you."

"Then you have to put away your gratitude."

Saint Qinghuang said indifferently, a golden peach blossom appeared in her hand, and the fairy light was shining brightly, entering the Taoist's body: "Only when you are infinitely close to death will you be truly afraid."

Buzz

The golden peach blossoms entered the Taoist's body, and the Taoist looked calm without any pain.

Just when Jiang Daoming was confused, the Taoist showed fear on his face and his eyes were full of horror: "Saint Qing Huang, you..."

Saint Qinghuang walked towards the Taoist slowly, her voice still soft: "Let Your Excellency watch your life flow away and continue to die, what better start?"

The soft voice spoke creepy words.

Qingdi's longevity skill is full of vitality, but it also controls chilling methods.

Let the opponent watch his life flow away and watch himself die, but there is nothing he can do.

"Since the Taoist Master is not afraid of death, keep a normal mind. Only with a firm Taoist heart can he be worthy of the Taoist Master's status as a Golden Immortal." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

The Taoist still had a look of fear on his face, and he activated the immortal power in his body to clear out the peach blossom in his body.

However, the immortal power in the body was suppressed by the power of the dragon and elephant, making it difficult to activate it.

He could only watch helplessly as his vitality passed away and he headed for death.

"Let's go and look elsewhere." Saint Qinghuang said: "It seems that the Taoist Master is still very determined in his heart."

"The old Taoist won't tell. If you have the ability, kill the old Taoist." The Taoist said through gritted teeth.

"Master Taoist, don't worry, isn't this saint trying to kill you?" Saint Qinghuang said with a chuckle.

The Taoist said bitterly: "She is really a snake and scorpion woman, with a vicious heart!"

This method of death by cutting flesh with a dull knife would only cause pain to the flesh and blood. This is the loss of life.

Moreover, with the power of the Qinghuang Saint, the Taoist can sense the passage of life very clearly and magnify it countless times.

Jiang Daoming also flashed a hint of surprise. He didn't expect that Saint Qinghuang had this side.

I have always thought that Saint Qinghuang was a kind-hearted and gentle person.

Now it seems that Saint Qinghuang is also a ruthless person.

Thinking about it, even if you don't have some means, you can't sit in the position of a saint.

"The Taoist priest is determined, so it's okay not to say anything. You still have companions, I believe they will tell you." Saintess Qinghuang said calmly.

Jiang Daoming took the Taoist priest and left in the sky with the Holy Maiden of the Qinghuang.

The two of them were flying in the air, and at the same time they were asking the Emperor of the Holy Forest and the situation in various places in the Holy Forest.

After walking around the sacred forest, no one from the Taoist sect was found. The Qinghuang Saint said: "There should be no evil-doing immortals here in the sacred forest."

Jiang Daoming glanced at the Taoist who was suppressing him: "The Taoist Master is really firm in his Taoist heart. His life is almost gone, and he doesn't want to say it."

The Taoist's face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his whole body was in deep fear, and his body became as thin as wood, like a mummy.

The closer he got to the end, the slower his vitality passed.

The shadow of death shrouded him, and the door of death had been opened.

The voice of Saint Qinghuang rang out: "Taoist Priest, it's still too late to speak now. I can still give you back the lost life of yours. If it's any later, it will be too late."

"I said, I said."

The words of Saint Qinghuang were like the straw that broke the camel's back. The Taoist's mind collapsed and he shouted: "The old Taoist is from Beidao Gate. He was invited by Taihuang Holy Land to deal with Jiang Daoming."

"Beidaomen?"

Jiang Daoming's eyes were slightly cold and he said: "The master of this palace killed a poisonous golden immortal. I shouldn't have provoked you, right?"

The Taoist breathed heavily and explained: "The matter in the East China Sea was a joint effort of several great sects in the north. The master of the palace killed Poison Immortal and cleaned up the East China Sea, which ruined our major event."

Saint Qinghuang releases fairy light with her right hand, and the Taoist can feel that the vitality he has lost is returning little by little.

"The Emperor's Holy Land, why do you want to deal with Palace Master Jiang?" Saint Qinghuang asked coldly.

"I don't know, even the old Taoist." The Taoist shook his head and said, "The people from Taihuang Holy Land have prepared a blood sacrifice formation, which can temporarily increase their strength, refine the Golden Immortal, and have the confidence to kill Palace Master Jiang."

"Blood Sacrifice Array?" Jiang Daoming's eyes were cold: "You robbed the creatures in this city for blood sacrifice?"

"Yes, but they are not dead yet. The blood stains of living creatures have the best effect." The Taoist said.

"Where are they now?" Jiang Daoming asked coldly.

"I don't know." The Taoist shook his head: "We all acted separately and communicated. We originally agreed that people from the Emperor's Holy Land would meet in the Holy Forest."

"The people in the Taihuang Holy Land have been suppressed by the master of this palace. It was he who told us about gathering in the Holy Land."

Jiang Daoming said calmly: "It seems that he wants to use the hands of this palace master to kill you."

"Sacred Forest, we can't hide the things we do." The Taoist's expression gradually improved: "I just didn't expect the palace master to come so quickly."

They attacked Shenglin and Daqian directly, never expecting to hide Jiang Daoming.

I originally wanted to make a quick decision and retreat in time, but Jiang Daoming arrived too quickly.

Jiang Daoming crossed the void, wanted to rush back to Daqian, and sent a message to Donghuang Taier.

"Palace Master, the person has escaped." Donghuang Taier sent a message; "I only killed one, that bitch can't be beaten to death."

People from the Emperor’s Holy Land!

The Emperor's immortal body, even Jiang Daoming, has no way to break it now.

Of course, just because it can't be broken doesn't mean it can't be killed. Just crush the person's bones and turn him into ashes. If he doesn't believe it, he can still be resurrected.

The Taoist people also don’t know how to contact the other people. They all act separately and do not interfere with each other. They will contact each other only after they are sure it is safe.

"The old Taoist has said everything, please give me a happy life." The Taoist almost begged.

The Holy Maiden of the Qinghuang nodded slightly, and the power of Jiang Dao's dragon and elephant was activated, killing the Taoist's life.

The Taoist knew very well that if he fell into Jiang Daoming's hands, he would not be able to leave alive.

Back at Daqianjiang Mansion, Donghuang Taier and Lin Youdao looked solemn and discussed what had just happened.

"Palace Master." One person and one demon quickly stood up to greet her: "I have seen the saint."

"Tell this palace master what happened to you." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

Lin Youdao quickly told the story. Just like the Holy Forest, the city was reduced to ruins and the lives were taken away.

It's just that the one who was doing this was a Taoist, a golden immortal from the Holy Land of the Emperor.
Chapter completed!