As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 188 Misunderstanding Elimination

  buzz~

  The small silver sword cut through the void, carrying a large piece of electric light, filled with a terrifying sharp and destructive aura, and fell towards Jiang Ming's head.

This is a sword that surpasses Foundation Establishment. It is a secret treasure that was 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 in the Heavenly Paradise, in the Foundation Establishment realm 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 forcefully carry this terrifying little sword.

   "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, I want to die..." Wu Fengming was seriously injured and coughed up blood, but there was a sneer on his face. Is it really invincible when you build a foundation in martial arts?

  Beyond the power of foundation establishment, even if it is martial arts foundation establishment, it should be hated.

  This is the background of the blessed land, how can a casual cultivator be able to provoke...

   "It's a pity that this thunder sword is a secret treasure specially refined for this expedition. It is subject to many restrictions. It can only be used three times before it will be completely destroyed. It is also a blessing for this kid..."

   "If you dare to provoke me, Lingcanshan, this is the end!"

  Wu Fengming smiled happily, waiting for the scene where this arrogant guy was pierced through the head by a thunder sword.

  Suddenly, however, the smile on Wu Fengming's face stopped abruptly, and he stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

  I saw Jiang Ming's palm surrounded by blood, blocking the flying sword with incomparable precision, and then lightly grasped it, and the silver sword wrapped in thousands of lights stopped firmly in Jiang Ming's hand, unable to move...

   "Seal, suppress, intercept, transform, ban, destroy!"

  Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, the six seals of the Seal of Forbidden Spirits were cast at the same time at this moment, and between his palms, one after another runes flickered on and off like flowing light and phantoms, falling towards the small silver sword one after another...

  All of this is hidden under the cover of blood strength, which is extremely inconspicuous. Even Wu Fengming just watched this scene in shock, thinking that Jiang Ming's physical body was already so powerful that it was extremely terrifying...

  Wow~

One seal after another fell on the small silver sword, and every moment passed, the light of the small sword dimmed a bit, and the breath also fell... Within five breaths, the small silver sword completely lost all luster, like a An ordinary ornament with a handle.

   But if you look carefully, you can see that on the body of the small silver sword, six runes are constantly emerging and circulating, as if forming a miniature small formation, sealing off, dissolving all the power of the small sword, and completely suppressing it.

  Jiang Ming weighed it twice, then turned his hand to put it in the storage ring.

  Hei Jian suddenly yelled strangely: "Give it to me, this thing is delicious, and I can recover a lot of strength after eating it. Don't worry, big brother. If there is danger in the future, I will definitely do my best..."

   After following Jiang Ming for a while, Hei Jian became more and more shameless. From being a fellow Taoist at the beginning, he transitioned smoothly to the current big brother, and he shouted very smoothly...

  Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel any distress, so he threw it to it.

  This black sword is suspected to be closely related to the holy land of cultivating immortals to which the Black Stone ruins once belonged. In the exploration of this ruins, it may play an unexpected role...

   Immediately, Jiang Ming sighed in his heart: "This old man Sun's spirit-forbidden seal is really outrageous. It is the first time that all six seals have been released, and it is so easy to dissolve the sword that touched the alchemy state..."

  Recalling the fire mayfly that had escaped its fate, Jiang Ming also sighed softly, and hadn't gone back for a long time. Maybe the turmoil of the ruins is over, and it's time to go back and have a look.

Jiang Ming immediately suppressed this matter in his heart, and looked up at the figure in front of him, the mighty Elder of Lingcan Mountain just now, Wu Fengming, a great monk with a perfect foundation, now half of his body was scorched black, leaning against the On a rock, he coughed up blood continuously, and almost completely lost his combat power...

  Although the silver flying sword is a secret treasure and can unleash a powerful blow, it also requires a price to activate it. It is Wu Fengming's last blow.

   "How could it be, how could it be like this..." But even now, Wu Fengming couldn't believe that his bottom-of-the-box ultimate move would be so easily resolved.

  The other party suppressed the thunder sword with bare hands, and there was not even a single wound on the palm of his hand, which was beyond Wu Fengming's imagination...

   "Elder Wu... the world is so big that it's beyond your imagination!" Jiang Ming said with a light smile, "I don't bully you either. Before we fight, my proposal is still valid. Do you agree?"

   "Who exactly are you, and which faction's disciple are you? What enmity do I, Lingcanshan, have with you, and it is worth your targeting?" Wu Fengming stared at Jiang Ming, never believing that this was an unknown casual cultivator.

  Only the top cultivating sect can cultivate this kind of monster...

   "Influence?" Jiang Ming shook his head: "I am a person, but I am a force... As for who I am, Elder Wu should go underground and ask Hades..."

  He walked towards Wu Fengming slowly, dragging the long sword on the ground in his hand, making an ear-piercing sound.

   "Wait, wait..." Wu Fengming's expression changed drastically, and he said hastily: "I agree with your previous proposal, you can cast the soul-seeding technique on me!"

   What dignity is not dignity, when it comes to life and death, the only thing that matters is survival...

  Jiang Ming looked at Wu Fengming, who was covered in injuries, and shook his head pityingly: "You are still useful to me just now, but now you are not as good as a dog. It is a waste of energy for me to cast the soul technique on you..."

   "Opportunities are fleeting, so take advantage of them in your next life!"

  Chi~

  The sword light flashed across, a head was thrown high, and then it was crushed by the sharp sword energy in an instant, and even the headless corpse was completely destroyed, leaving no accidents...

   "Well... this building boat is indeed in the hands of this person!" Jiang Ming picked up his storage ring, checked it a little, and then nodded with satisfaction.

The gift from Lingcan Mountain is really extraordinary. The magic weapon building boat alone is worth several top magic weapons, not to mention his many treasures. The wealth is enough to be worth some small cultivating sects...

   After looking around and confirming that there was nothing missing, Jiang Mingcai turned back to the ruins and landed in front of the remaining seven Lingcanshan monks.

   "Why are you... Elder Wu?"

   Several people saw that Jiang Ming was safe and sound, but Wu Fengming had disappeared, and all of them turned pale immediately, unable to believe what they saw.

   "Elder Wu has mastered the secret treasure of Thunder Sword, it is impossible to lose..."

   "I fight with you..."

  Jiang Ming wasn't used to such noise at all, so he slammed his fists mercilessly, causing the two Lingcanshan geniuses who wanted to fight him desperately to lie on the ground moaning with bruised noses and swollen faces.

   And this was already the result of his mercy. If Jiang Ming made a full-strength attack, even the three foundation-builder cultivators would explode under his punch.

   "Wu Fengming is already dead and even his ashes have been taken away by me. Fellow Daoists, please stop fantasizing!"

  Squeak~

Jiang Ming lay lazily on the bamboo chair that Wu Fengming used just now, and said casually: "But I, Zhang Shan, don't like to make things difficult for others, so now I'll give you two ways to go, you fellow Taoists choose one, and I won't interfere! "

   "Before we offended us a lot, and I hope that fellow Taoists will forgive me. Please, fellow Taoists, hold your hands high today. If there is a mission in the future, I will never refuse!" A foundation-building cultivator from Lingcan Mountain said hastily with a smile on his face.

  Jiang Ming glanced at him, how dare you think...

He stopped talking, and said lightly: "The first way, I will cast a soul spell on you, as long as you can survive until you leave the ruins, I will spare you... The second way, I will beat you to death with one punch , everyone, let’s start choosing.”

   "You..." Everyone in Lingcan Mountain was stunned, and then they stared angrily, which was simply playing tricks on them.

   "Do you know our identities? If you dare to plant soul thoughts on me, I, Lingcan Mountain, will never die with you forever..."

  The tall man whose arm was pinched off by Jiang Ming earlier shouted angrily with red eyes, they are the majestic genius disciples of Lingcan Mountain, standing above all people since childhood, they are the most dazzling existences, when have they ever been insulted like this.

  Boom!

A flash of sword light flashed so quickly that no one could see clearly, the tall man's voice stopped abruptly, and everyone only heard a sound like a watermelon bursting, blood rain mixed with broken bones fell one after another, broken intestines, eyeballs, etc. They were everywhere, hanging on several people.

  Jiang Ming withdrew his fingers, and said lightly: "In the future, it is better not to die forever, but to never die from now on... Is there anything more to say?"

   "I would rather die than accept any kind of soul art..." Another young man with crazy eyes rushed towards Jiang Ming, his spiritual power burst out, and at this moment he almost broke through the limit, and erupted the strongest blow in his life.

  However, everything was in vain. Jiang Ming tapped lightly, and the young man also exploded into blood mist, leaving nothing behind.

   "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" Jiang Ming said calmly with indifferent eyes.

   There was silence all around. Even if the rest of the people were hotheaded and unwilling to be humiliated, the two blood rains completely wiped out their self-esteem. When they looked at the person in front of them again, their eyes were filled with irrepressible fear...

  They finally understood that this person was not some bargaining old fritters, but an out-and-out killer. All twists and turns were useless to him, and he could only obey or die.

   "I, I don't want to die..." A foundation cultivator clenched his fists, his legs felt like lead, walked towards Jiang Ming, and said with great difficulty: "I am willing... to accept the soul seeding technique!"

   "Confused, 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 Establishment cultivator couldn't say anything anymore, he just stared at Jiang Ming, his eyes were red as if he was about to shed tears, and said hoarsely:

"Zhang Shan, I'm not as strong as others, and I admit it today, but you are so rampant and arrogant. If you really plant your soul thoughts on my cultivator Lingcanshan today, you will be provoking the dignity of the three great caves and six blessed places. In Yu Country's world of cultivating immortals, there is no way to survive without you..."

   "You are such a lawless evil cultivator, openly performing the sorcery of planting the soul... sooner or later you will be punished by heaven!"

  Jiang Ming looked at him a little strangely, and suddenly smiled: "Evil cultivator? Scored by heaven? Fellow Daoist, you must be joking!"

  "You are like catching pigs and dogs, arbitrarily abducting 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 encounter danger... Isn't this approach more cruel than me?"

  The cultivator of Lingcanshan was taken aback for a moment, and said in a gloomy voice: "They are just ordinary people, how can they be compared with us cultivators..."

   "Oh... so your Excellency was born as a distinguished foundation-builder, no wonder, no wonder..." Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled, too lazy to talk to this person, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

  poof...

  The sword light suddenly appeared, split the person in half from the middle, and the dead could not die again.

  In the end, among the many monks in Lingcan Mountain, there were only four left, two injured foundation-builder monks, and two geniuses who had perfected Qi training.

  …

  嗡~

  Jiang Ming performed the soul-seeding technique, the power of the soul and spiritual power outlined the silk thread, condensed into a tiny symbol, and fell into the eyebrow of the last woman...

Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly closed, sensing the four weak connections. As long as he moved his mind, the soul thoughts planted in the souls of the four people would explode directly, completely destroying their souls...even the emotional fluctuations of the four people, It can be fed back to his consciousness all the time, containing emotions such as fear and anger.

But Jiang Ming didn't care, he was not intoxicated by the feeling of manipulating people's lives, and he didn't bother to train these people, but what these people did before was really disgusting, and now he is just Do whatever you want, take revenge...

   Evil cultivators? When Jiang Ming recalled this word, he couldn't help but sneer. Compared with these high-ranking sects, his tricks are nothing but evil cultivators...

  Of course, this kind of soul art also has shortcomings. The farther the distance is, the weaker the connection will be, but for Jiang Ming, it is enough. He is even worried about whether these four people can last until the end of the ruins exploration...

  After all the dust settled, Wei Shouguang and other aborigines and casual cultivators turned back cautiously. When they saw the scene of the four Lingcanshan monks respecting Jiang Ming, they were a little dumbfounded.

   "This..." Wei Shouguang was confused.

"It was all a misunderstanding just now, and it has been clarified!" Jiang Ming showed a gentle smile: "My friends from Lingcan Mountain and I have never met each other. Now that the misunderstanding has been eliminated, everyone can rest assured that we have become life and death. Friends who meet..."

   "Misunderstanding cleared?"

  Everyone looked at the pieces of meat all over the floor, blood splashed more than ten meters, and the few people who disappeared inexplicably...all were silent.

   Misunderstanding to eliminate...does it mean physical elimination?

"Let's go, go and explore the opportunities in the ruins here!" Jiang Ming got up from the bamboo chair enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist Yuan Mo said that he will take the lead in charging, and all the opportunities in that palace will be destroyed." Share it with everyone for free, everyone quickly catch up!"

   "Is that right, Fellow Daoist Yuan?" Jiang Ming patted the Foundation Establishment cultivator holding a glazed mirror beside him.

  Yuan Mo's face was ashen, and he pulled out a smile: "What Zhang Daoyou said is..."

  (end of this chapter)