The small silver sword cut through the void, carrying a large amount of electric light, filled with a terrifying aura of sharp destruction, and crashed towards Jiang Ming's head.
This is a sword that surpasses Foundation Establishment. It is a secret treasure refined at a huge cost. It almost breaks through the upper limit of this area, causing ripples to appear in the void... Even the top geniuses of Dongtian Paradise, in the realm of Foundation Establishment,
It is almost impossible to block such a sword.
However, Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. At this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to continue to use his body to carry this terrifying little sword.
"I don't know how high the sky is, I'm looking for death..." Wu Fengming was seriously injured and kept coughing up blood, but there was a sneer on his face. Did he really think that building a martial arts foundation would make him invincible?
Beyond the power of foundation building, even if it is martial arts foundation building, you will still hate it.
This is the foundation of the Blessed Land. How can a casual cultivator provoke it...
"It's a pity that this thunder sword is a secret treasure specially refined for this expedition. It has many restrictions. It can only be used three times before it will be completely destroyed. If it is used on this kid, it can be considered a blessing..."
"If you dare to mess with me, Lingcanshan, this will be your fate!"
Wu Fengming had a happy smile on his face, waiting for this arrogant guy to have his head pierced by a thunder sword.
However, suddenly, the smile on Wu Fengming's face suddenly stopped, and he stared at the scene in front of him in horror.
I saw Jiang Ming's palm filled with blood energy, blocking the flying sword with incomparable precision, and then gently holding it, the silver sword covered with thousands of electric lights stopped steadily in Jiang Ming's hand, unable to move...
Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, and the six seals of the Forbidden Spirit Seal were used at the same time at this moment. Between the palms of his fingers, the runes flickered like phantoms, and fell towards the silver sword...
All of this was hidden under the cover of blood energy and was extremely inconspicuous. Even Wu Fengming just looked at this scene in shock, thinking that Jiang Ming's physical body had become extremely powerful and terrifying...
Wow~
Seal after seal landed on the silver sword. Every moment, the light of the sword dimmed, and the breath also dropped... Within five breaths, the silver sword completely lost all its luster.
Like an ordinary ornament.
But if you look carefully, you can see that on the body of the silver little sword, six kinds of runes are constantly emerging and flowing, as if forming a miniature formation, sealing, dissolving, and completely suppressing all the power of the little sword.
Jiang Ming weighed it twice, then turned over his hands and prepared to put it into the storage ring.
But Black Sword suddenly screamed: "Give it to me, give it to me, this thing is delicious, I can regain a lot of strength after eating it, don't worry, brother, if you encounter danger later, I will definitely help..."
After living with Jiang Ming for a while, Heijian has become more and more shameless. From the Taoist friend at the beginning, he has made an extremely smooth transition to the big brother now, and his shouting is extremely smooth...
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel any distress at all, so he changed hands and threw it to it.
This black sword is suspected to have a close connection with the Holy Land of Immortality Cultivation, where the Black Stone Ruins once belonged. It may play some unexpected role in the exploration of this ruins...
Immediately, Jiang Ming also sighed in his heart: "This Forbidden Spirit Seal of Old Man Sun is really a bit outrageous. It is the first time that all six seals are used together, and it is so easy to dissolve a sword that touches the core formation realm..."
Recalling the fire ephemera that escaped its fate, Jiang Ming sighed softly. He hadn't gone back for a long time. Maybe the crisis at the ruins was over and it was time to go back and take a look.
Jiang Ming then suppressed the matter in his heart and raised his head to look at the figure in front of him. The elder of Lingcanshan who was just now arrogant, Wu Fengming, the great monk of Foundation Establishment, now half of his body was burnt black, and he was leaning against
On a rock, he was coughing up blood constantly, almost completely losing his fighting power...
Although the silver flying sword is a secret treasure and can deliver an unparalleled blow, there is a price to pay for activating it. It is Wu Fengming's final blow. If it fails... he will only be at the mercy of others.
"How could it be, how could it be like this..." But even now, Wu Fengming
He couldn't believe that his killer move could be resolved so easily.
The other party suppressed the thunder sword with his bare hands, but there wasn't even a single wound on his palm. This was simply beyond Wu Fengming's imagination...
"Elder Wu... the world is bigger than you can imagine!" Jiang Mingdan smiled and said, "I won't bully you either. Before we fight, my proposal is still valid. Do you agree?"
"Who are you, and which force are you a disciple of? What grudge do I, Lingcanshan, have against you, to deserve your targeting?" Wu Fengming stared at Jiang Ming, never believing that this was an unknown rogue cultivator.
Only the top immortal cultivating sects can cultivate such monsters...
"Power?" Jiang Ming shook his head: "I alone am a power... As for who I am, Elder Wu should go underground and ask the King of Hell..."
He slowly walked towards Wu Fengming, dragging the sword on the ground, making a harsh sound.
"Wait, wait..." Wu Fengming's face changed drastically, and he said hastily: "I agree to your previous proposal, you can use the soul seeding technique on me!"
There is no dignity or dignity. When it comes to life and death, the most important thing is to survive...
Jiang Ming looked at Wu Fengming, who was all injured, and shook his head with pity: "You were still useful to me just now, but now you are worse than a dog. It's a waste of energy for me to use soul skills on you..."
"Opportunities are fleeting, so seize them in your next life!"
Chi~
The sword light flashed across, and a head was thrown high, and then it was crushed to pieces by the sharp sword energy in an instant. Even the headless corpse was completely destroyed without leaving any accident...
"Well... this building is indeed in the hands of this person!" Jiang Ming picked up his storage ring, explored it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.
The gift from Lingcan Mountain is indeed extraordinary. The magical artifact building ship alone is worth several top magical artifacts, not to mention his many treasures.
The wealth is enough to be worth some small immortal cultivating sects...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After looking around a few times to confirm that nothing was missing, Jiang Ming turned back to the ruins and landed in front of the remaining seven Lingcanshan monks.
"Why is it you...Elder Wu?"
When several people saw that Jiang Ming was safe and sound, but Wu Fengming had disappeared, their faces suddenly turned pale and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"Elder Wu has mastered the secret treasure of Thunder Sword, it is impossible to defeat..."
"I'll fight with you..."
Jiang Ming was not used to such a noisy situation at all, and he hit his fists mercilessly, causing the two Lingcanshan geniuses who wanted to fight him desperately to lie on the ground with bruises and swollen faces, moaning.
And this is already the result of showing mercy. If Jiang Ming attacks with all his strength, even the three foundation-building monks will explode directly under his punch.
"Wu Fengming is so dead that I have scattered his ashes. Fellow Taoists, please stop fantasizing!"
Squeak~
Jiang Ming lay down on the bamboo chair that Wu Fengming had just sat on, and said casually: "But I, Zhang Shan, don't like to force others to do things. Now I will give you two ways to go. You Taoists, choose one of them, and I will never interfere!"
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"We have offended a lot before, and I hope fellow Taoist can forgive me. Please show me your noble hand today. If you are asked to do anything in the future, we will never refuse!" A foundation-building monk from Lingcan Mountain said with joy on his face.
Jiang Ming glanced at him, "How dare you think..."
He stopped nagging and said calmly: "The first way, I will use various soul techniques on you. As long as you can survive until you leave the ruins, I will spare you... The second way, I will punch you."
I’ll kill you, everyone, let’s start choosing.”
"You..." Everyone in Lingcanshan was stunned, and then looked at him angrily. This was simply a trick on them.
"Do you know our identities? If you dare to plant soul thoughts on me, I, Lingcanshan, will definitely fight to the death with you from now on..."
The tall man whose arm was pinched off by Jiang Ming before shouted angrily with red eyes. They are the genius disciples of Lingcanshan. They have stood above thousands of people since they were young. They are the most dazzling existence. When did they receive this?
Such an insult.
Peng!
A sword light flashed, so fast that no one could see clearly. The tall man's voice suddenly stopped. Everyone heard a sound like a watermelon exploding. Blood rain mixed with broken bones fell down one after another, broken intestines, eyeballs and other splashes.
They were everywhere, hanging on several people's bodies.
Jiang Ming retracted his finger and said calmly: "If we don't fight to the death from now on, it's better to fight to the death from now on... Is there anything more to say?"
"I would rather die than accept any kind of soul technique..." Another young man's eyes were wild, and he rushed towards Jiang Ming. His spiritual power exploded. At this moment, he almost broke through the limit and unleashed the strongest blow in his life.
.
However, everything was in vain. Jiang Ming flicked his finger and the young man exploded into a mist of blood, leaving nothing behind.
"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" Jiang Ming said calmly, his eyes indifferent.
There was silence all around. Even if the few remaining people were hot-headed and unwilling to be humiliated, the two rains of blood completely extinguished their self-esteem. When they looked at the person in front of them, their eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear...
They finally understood that this man was not some old bargainer, but an out-and-out murderer. All the twists and turns were useless to him. They could only obey or die.
"I, I don't want to die..." A foundation-building monk clenched his fists, his legs were like lead, walked towards Jiang Ming, and said with great difficulty: "I am willing...to accept the soul seeding technique!"
"Hutu, do you think you can live if you accept it?" Another foundation-building monk shouted angrily.
"At least I can live now..."
"You..." The foundation-building monk couldn't say anything anymore. He just stared at Jiang Ming, his eyes red as if he was about to shed tears of blood, and said hoarsely:
"Zhang Shan, our strength is inferior to others, and we admit defeat today, but you are so rampant and arrogant. If you really plant soul thoughts on me, the monk of Lingcan Mountain today, you are provoking the dignity of the three caves and six blessed lands. From now on,
There is no way for you to survive in the immortal world of Yu Country..."
"You are such a lawless evil cultivator, and you openly perform evil arts like soul cultivation...sooner or later you will be punished by God!"
Jiang Ming looked at him slightly strangely, and suddenly laughed and said: "Evil cultivator? Being punished by God? Fellow Taoist, are you kidding me?"
"You are like catching pigs and dogs, randomly grabbing dozens or hundreds of people from the outside world, using them as cannon fodder for your exploration of the ruins, and throwing them out to die when they are in danger... Isn't this approach more cruel than mine?"
The Lingcanshan monk was stunned for a moment, and said in a gloomy voice: "Those are just ordinary people, how can they be compared with monks like us..."
"Oh...it turns out that your Excellency was born as a distinguished foundation-building monk. No wonder, no wonder..." Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled. He was too lazy to say more to this person and suddenly stretched out his hand.
puff……
The light of the sword suddenly appeared, and the man was cut in half from the middle. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
In the end, of the many monks in Lingcan Mountain, only four were left, two injured foundation-building monks, and two geniuses who had perfected their Qi training.
…
Buzz~
Jiang Ming used various soul techniques, and the power of the soul and spiritual power sketched out threads, condensed into a tiny talisman, and fell into the eyebrows of the last woman...
Jiang Ming closed his eyes slightly and sensed four weak connections. As long as he moved his mind, the soul thoughts implanted in the souls of the four people would explode directly, completely destroying their souls... and even the emotions of the four people.
, can be fed back into his consciousness all the time, containing fear, anger and other emotions.
But Jiang Ming doesn't care. He is not intoxicated with the feeling of controlling people's lives, and he doesn't bother to train these people. It's just that what these people did before was really disgusting, and now he is just
Just take revenge as you please...
Evil cultivator? Jiang Ming recalled this word and couldn't help but sneer. Compared with these high-ranking sects, his methods are nothing but an evil cultivator...
Of course, this kind of soul technique also has shortcomings. The farther the distance, the weaker the connection. However, for Jiang Ming, it is enough. He is even worried about whether these four people can survive until the end of the ruins expedition...
After everything had settled, Wei Shouguang and other aboriginals and casual cultivators carefully turned back. When they saw the four Lingcanshan monks paying respect to Jiang Ming, they were dumbfounded.
"This..." Wei Shouguang was stunned.
"It was all a misunderstanding, it has been clarified!" Jiang Ming showed a gentle smile: "My fellow Taoists from Lingcanshan Mountain and I have never known each other. Now that the misunderstanding has been eliminated, everyone can rest assured that we have become a life-long companion.
Good friends..."
"Misunderstanding cleared up?"
Everyone looked at the minced meat on the ground, more than ten meters of blood splashed out, and the inexplicable disappearance of a few people... They were all silent.
Misunderstanding elimination...does it mean physical elimination?
"Let's go explore the opportunities in the ruins here!" Jiang Ming stood up from the bamboo chair with great interest and said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist Yuan Mo said that he will take the lead in the charge, and all the opportunities in that palace will be eliminated.
Sharing it to everyone for free, everyone, hurry up and follow!"
"Isn't that right, Fellow Daoist Yuan?" Jiang Ming patted the foundation-building monk next to him holding a glazed mirror.
Yuan Mo's face was ashen, and he smiled: "What Daoyou Zhang said is..."