As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 171 Intersection of Time and Space

  In the dark and lonely place of nothingness, a star road spreads to the endless distance, and no one knows where it leads.

  A figure walked unhurriedly on the star road, and a moment later...the nebula mist suddenly rose again in front of it, and a blurry scene gradually manifested.

  It was a vast immortal cultivation dojo, where all kinds of powerful and terrifying formations gathered, condensing an extremely powerful force. A figure in white stood in the center of the formation, like an exile from the dust.

  The white-clothed figure lightly flicked the long sword in his hand, and said calmly: "What makes you live and what is broken... I will break it with a single sword!"

  The long sword mingled, responding to the master's fighting intent...

   Clang!

  The long sword moved thousands of killing formations, and the dazzling sword light shot up into the sky, cutting through the dark night sky, and cutting into the gorgeous thunderclouds all over the sky.

  dangdangdang~

  The thunder fell mercilessly, turning into thousands of magic soldiers, screaming together, smashing the dazzling sword light, and killing the white-clothed figure.

  After a long time, the white clothes were bleeding, the figure was disheveled, almost pierced through the head, no longer the previous elegant and calm...

  And the thundercloud became more and more gloomy, as if it was about to fall in this dojo, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and the whole world seemed to be squeezed without gaps.

  Boom...

  Thunder came down with light and mist. Amidst the intertwined light of thunder, a figure walked out with a long sword of Thunder in his hand, standing opposite the figure in white.

   "You... finally come!"

  The white-clothed figure was not surprised, but calmly looked at the thunder-condensed figure: "The people who have survived the catastrophe, have their marks left in the catastrophe... Unfortunately, they are all losers."

   "Perhaps, I'm just one of these losers..." The figure in white murmured, but then his tone was sharp: "But maybe, I'm the first person in history to break through this world!"

  Boom...

  Although the body was seriously injured, the aura of the white-clothed figure became sharper and sharper, as if his whole body had turned into a sharp sword.

   "Hey, can you hear me..." Jiang Ming waved vigorously, wanting to talk to the other party, but the figure in white was still talking to himself and didn't respond to his movements.

   "It seems that it's really just a brand from the past..." Jiang Ming also sighed, stopped talking, and raised his sword to meet him.

  Boom!

  The Great War started without any accidents. Jiang Ming's martial arts power was banned in this battle, and he could only use spiritual power and spells. It was a pure battle of immortal cultivators.

The cultivation of the white-clothed figure was suppressed until the Qi training was complete, and the only spells that could be used were various spells during the Qi training period, but they were all extremely exquisite, and all kinds of spells came easily, and they were cast in unexpected ways , Jiang Ming, who was killed, retreated steadily...

   "This battle has no hope of winning..."

  Jiang Ming is speechless and cannot use forbidden techniques. His qi training is even worse than martial arts. Facing this kind of ruthless person who dares to fight against the catastrophe, it is really not enough to watch.

  Jiang Ming can only observe the opponent's fighting mode desperately in this battle, learn from his combat experience, and improve himself in the battle.

  Although those who are killed are constantly defeated, this kind of combat experience is extremely precious to him, even more precious than any scripture exercises...

  And during the battle, Jiang Ming also noticed in amazement that the world where the cultivation place is located seemed to flicker on and off from time to time, as if it was extremely unstable.

And the space between heaven and earth is cracked from time to time, filled with strange things such as horrible chaotic mist, black flames, and vague fragments of the void falling from time to time, piercing the sky like meteors, leaving gorgeous trails, and the whole world It seems that everything is crumbling, about to collapse...

  Jiang Ming is the body of thunder, but he can feel the heaven and the earth carefully, and he can really feel that the despairing and uncomfortable extinction energy seems to descend on him at any time, which makes people feel terrified.

   "What's wrong with this world..." He was puzzled.

  Suddenly...Jiang Ming thought of the four words spoken by the figure in white, Cheng, Living, Bad, and Empty!

  Jiang Ming's heart was shaken. Is it true that the so-called formation, residence, and emptiness are real?

"When I first entered the cave here, these four words also faintly rang in my ears... Could it be that the world where the sword cultivator in white is located is in the process of collapse and destruction of a 'bad' or even 'empty' world? ?”

  Jiang Ming's heart swayed, and he couldn't help but think about the era he lived in, what stage were Yunmeng Mountain, Yu Kingdom... in?

   Could it be that one day, such a terrifying scene of world destruction will be ushered in?

   "If that day comes, will the so-called longevity still be meaningful?"

  The whole world is being destroyed, what should a person's immortality do, wandering in nothingness?

  Boom...

  The white-clothed figure charged forward with a sword, piercing Jiang Ming's heart and making him shake. Without thinking about it, he could only fight with all his strength.

  Finally, after less than a cup of tea, Jiang Ming's thunderous body was completely illusory, almost disillusioned by being killed...

  Boom!

  In the last sword strike, Jiang Ming's cultivation level was unsurprisingly raised to be equal to the true strength of the figure in white.

  The sword light is like a bright sun, carrying endless power of the sky, burst into a shocking collision...

  Twilight was born at the center of the collision, the fragments of the avenue sprinkled on the body, the figures of the black stone slab and the white dumpling reappeared without any surprise, and continued to be baptized by the light and rain...

  Jiang Ming's angle of view gradually rose, and his figure disappeared like a bubble, but this time he suddenly saw a second thunder-condensed figure descending from the sky, continuing to kill the white-clothed figure...

   "The most powerful warrior of the primitive tribe before did not seem to have made it this far, and failed to draw out the second opponent from Jieyun!"

  Jiang Ming thought, it seems that this white-clothed swordsman has gone farther than that warrior... Maybe after defeating the second person, the shimmer will be even brighter.

   "Where I came from, that ray of light pierces through the heavens and the earth... How strong should the person who crosses the catastrophe be? How many opponents has he defeated..."

  Wow~

  The war started again, but Jiang Ming's figure was completely shattered, and he could hardly see anything...

  At the last glance, Jiang Ming only saw those chaotic weapons, pitch-black strange fire and void fragments, which seemed to cause endless destruction on the earth, and I don’t know how many creatures disappeared among them...

  …

  On the star road, Jiang Ming recovered from his injuries and let out a long breath.

   What he saw in this battle was so shocking that he couldn't calm down.

   "If it's not strong enough, can it just perish in the air?"

  Jiang Ming suddenly thought of many future scenes. If the world is completely destroyed...will he become a ghost in nothingness, wandering around?

  He looked up into the distance, just like those broken stars, and the horrible dry bones covering the stars...

   "I don't want to end up like this!"

  Jiang Ming sighed softly, then shook his head fiercely: "No matter what the future holds, if this day really comes, and I'm just a little qi cultivator, I can't change anything no matter what... I still have to be strong enough!"

  He left these things behind, his eyes were calm, and he continued on the star road.

   In the third battle, an alchemist who had mastered the power of fire turned out to be using the whole world as a melting pot, trying to refine Heavenly Tribulation into a batch of pills...

Of course, the ideal is grand, but the reality is very skinny. In the end, the furnace exploded, leaving him covered in blood...Jiang Ming also fought in this battle extremely miserable, being continuously smelted. Blindly big tonic makes no difference.

   "The ones who can survive the catastrophe are all monsters..." Jiang Ming felt uncomfortable all over, and for the first time, he couldn't wait to leave the battlefield.

  …

Battle after battle, Jiang Ming relied on his immortal body to go farther and farther on the star road, and met different opponents one after another, all of whom were amazing robbers. A terrifying existence that counters Tianwei.

  Every battle is an extremely precious experience, which will be of great benefit to the future path of practice.

  Jiang Ming's body has deposited an unimaginable amount of Dao fragments, and he has accumulated a lot of insights during the battle, such as the strange method of melting the world, and the exquisite spell of the sword cultivator, etc...

   The forty-first battle.

This is a vast ocean, and the person who crosses the catastrophe is actually a dragon transformed from an ordinary carp. In terms of condition, Jiang Ming's nose was bruised and his face was swollen...

   "I am here to get beaten!"

...

  Compared with these true arrogance and powerhouses, his performance is really frustrating.

  Boom!

  The final blow collided, the twilight appeared, and the debris of the avenue fell...

  Jiang Ming's figure was about to disappear, but his eyes suddenly widened.

  He saw that mountain-like flood dragon whose body suddenly broke inch by inch at this moment, completely shattering into light rain...

  Endless light and rain merged into one point, and turned into a somewhat illusory little carp, emitting infinite divine light, leaping vigorously in the void, as if sublimated to the utmost, leaping into the twilight of the center of the catastrophe...

  Wow~

  The scene in front of him dissipated, Jiang Ming stood on the star road, a little dazed, that carp...was it successful?

  His eyes were strange, and he always felt that this was not a real way to cross the catastrophe, but rather like some kind of smuggling method...

   "Cheng... Live... Bad... Empty..."

   At this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded in front of him, it seemed to be puzzled, but also seemed to be sighing.

  Jiang Ming shook his body and looked up.

   This voice is exactly the same as the one he heard in the outer cave...

   Is it because he can hear this voice that he can walk on this star road?

  In front of him, the mist was transpiring, and a figure slowly emerged, pacing slowly back and forth, murmuring, back and forth...only these four words.

The scene gradually became clear, but Jiang Ming was stunned. This was different from the previous battlefields... Whether it was the mountain peaks of the primitive tribe, or the endless killing array of white-clothed sword cultivators, they all existed to fight against the catastrophe .

   But the land in front of me...

  In the early morning, the sun is rising...In an ordinary farmhouse, the sound of **** crowing and dogs barking is constant. Several old farmers walked to the field with hoes on their shoulders, holding thick black bitter tea in their hands.

In the farmhouse, the remaining women are cooking, weaving, and each has their own work. From time to time, naughty urchins run across the yard, tripping over some pots and pans, causing a burst of anger among the women at home. spit fragrance.

  Jiang Ming walked slowly on the field ridge path, and the others walked past him as if they couldn't see him.

  Suddenly, Jiang Ming stopped by a field and looked at the farmer in the field.

  It was an old man with gray hair, dressed in ordinary clothes, no different from other old farmers, he was hoeing and loosening the soil, preparing for the upcoming planting...

  But when Jiang Ming looked at him, the gray-haired old farmer suddenly stopped and looked up at Jiang Ming.

  Wow~

  The other farmers and fields all disappeared, and the **** and dogs barking in the distance, farmers, women and children also disappeared... Only this farmland and the two people in the field are left in the world.

   "How did you find out?" The gray-haired old farmer looked at Jiang Ming and suddenly said.

  A look of shock flashed in Jiang Ming's eyes, and he finally confirmed thoroughly that the scene this time was different from all previous battles.

  The old farmer in front of him has a clear consciousness, not a brand of the past...

  Jiang Ming took a deep breath and said slowly, "I saw the real you!"

   "The real me?" A strange look flashed in the old farmer's eyes, and then he looked straight at Jiang Ming. After a long time, he finally smiled: "Unexpectedly, I met a fellow traveler!"

  Wow...

  The last farmland dissipated, and the old farmer disappeared with it, but a figure reappeared where the old farmer was originally standing.

  It was an old man with a stern temperament, similar to the face of the old farmer, but his eyes were not calm and indifferent, but bloodshot, and a trace of confusion and even despair flashed on his face from time to time.

   In his mouth, he kept chanting "Cheng... Live... Bad... Empty", as if caught in some kind of obsession.

  Jiang Ming saw this scene... That's why he was found in the farmland.

  The old man's clothes were scorched black, his body was covered with injuries, and he was walking slowly alone on a road... It was a star road in nothingness, with darkness in all directions, only some dilapidated scenes in the distance, floating in nothingness.

   "He is also walking on the star road..." Jiang Ming was shocked: "It's just that the star road doesn't seem to be in the same place as me."

  The dilapidated scenes in the distance of the star road where the old man is located are completely different from where Jiang Ming stands.

   "Did the two star roads intersect..." Jiang Ming murmured.

  However, at the next moment, Jiang Ming suddenly caught a glimpse of a pitch-black stone sword in the old man's hand, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

  The old man's muttering to himself stopped suddenly, and he looked up at Jiang Ming:

   "Do you recognize this sword?"

  Jiang Ming looked at the black sword that was chasing after him just now, but now it fell into the old man's hand, and he didn't know how to speak.

   "I picked this up in a dead starry sky a few years ago... It was inserted deep in a meteorite, and it has been silent for at least tens of thousands of years. No one has seen it since I picked it up!"

  The old man looked at Jiang Ming quietly: "If you are not an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, then there is only one possibility...you and I met each other in different time and space!"

  (end of this chapter)