As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 186: To die together? Come on, who is afraid of whom!
I am Immortal and I Only Practice Forbidden Technique Chapter 186 We will die together? Come on, who is afraid of whom!
In the abandoned palace, Wei Shouguang looked at this scene with a confused face: "???"
What kind of extreme angry situation does a person have to burst out your power? Stretching out his little hand, he can easily hold a monk who has perfected his Qi training?
Are you **** kidding me, I am also extremely angry, why can't I...I want to explode...
The complexions of the people in Lingcan Mountain changed slightly, and they stared at Jiang Ming coldly.
"Let him go!" A foundation cultivator shouted coldly, "He Fang Xiaoxiao is pretending to be a ghost here, dare to bully my Lingcan mountain disciple?"
Jiang Ming squeezed that wrist, but didn't let it go at all. He said with a smile, "You bullying disciple of Lingcan Mountain? Didn't you send someone to catch me on board, and now you want me to be cannon fodder to scout the way?" What? I'm not used to it when I change roles..."
"Looking for death..." On the bamboo chair, the middle-aged man's voice was cold, and the terrifying power permeated the palace, pressing down on Jiang Ming.
Although he was seriously injured, the coercion of the successful foundation establishment is enough to be honored here...
Kacha
Jiang Ming was not used to them at all, with a slight force on his hand, the tall monk's arm broke instantly, and Jiang Ming threw him to the corner of the wall, screaming...
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Boom boom boom!
There was no need for the middle-aged man to speak at all. The other three foundation-building cultivators of Lingcan Mountain jumped into the air for the first time. The surging spiritual power erupted like a tide, and the three extremely powerful magic weapons flickered. With a dazzling aura, he came towards Jiang Ming to kill him fiercely.
They are all masters of Lingcan Mountain. They have been tempered and killed for a long time, otherwise they would not be sent here to explore. Although they look down on Jiang Ming, they are extremely cautious about this sudden change. The first time So he shot with all his strength to kill this presumptuous kid into scum.
The eyes of several people are full of killing intent, and they also contain a strong light of self-confidence. No matter what the origin of this kid, his cultivation base is within the range of foundation establishment, and it is impossible to stop the combined attack of the three of them.
"The dignity of the six blessed lands cannot be challenged by anyone..."
Peng...
The entire palace collapsed and collapsed under the terrifying pressure of spiritual power, spraying waves of smoke and dust, and three figures stood in the air, surrounding the figure below in the center.
Clang clang
The magic weapon suppressed and killed, terrifying loud noises continued to come from the smoke and dust, and dazzling ripples continued to erupt, as if the sharp weapons of magic weapons were colliding violently.
"How come?"
The faces of the three Lingcanshan foundation builders all changed slightly, this guy can block their attack?
The magical artifacts in their hands were specially given by the sect for this expedition. They can explode with power far exceeding that of magical artifacts of the same level, and they will be damaged by one point every time they are used. It can be said to be an extremely precious consumption. The product can almost raise the combat power of the foundation-building monks by a small level. With the combined efforts of the three, even the monks who have completed the foundation-building have to avoid the peak temporarily. How can anyone dare to fight it?
"Could it be some rival sect, send someone to attack me at Lingcan Mountain, could it be that he also possesses some kind of powerful magic weapon..."
The three of them looked at each other, their gazes were darkened, and they realized that this opponent was a little abnormal, and they didn't dare to hide any more. The incomparable brilliance, like three small suns, suppresses and kills the enemies below.
On the other side, Wei Shouguang has long since fled to the distance, looking at this scene in horror: "Brother Zhang Shan, what is the origin of..."
The rest of the casual cultivators and warriors were even more stunned to see the sudden outbreak of battle. They started fighting no matter how well they said it. Aren’t those adults from Lingcan Mountain? Who is so bold to provoke such a person? ?
"Hahaha, what a blissful place...but that's all!"
Among the ruins of the collapsed palace, there was a sudden burst of laughter.
A figure leaped up suddenly, smashed a fist on a golden stove, and sent it flying upside down, the flames overflowed from the stove, spilling all over the ground, as if being punched It's like vomiting...
clang
clang
Two more punches in a row, terrifying blood-colored ripples erupted, smashing a glazed mirror and a purple jade seal and flying out.
Peng...
The Purple Jade Seal groaned and cracked, and hit the foundation-builder cultivator of Lingcan Mountain who was urging it. It shattered his arms, and then forcibly embedded into his chest, knocking him down. Flying tens of meters, the seven orifices bleed...
"He, is he carrying these three magic weapons with his body?"
The other two didn't care about their companion's injuries at all, but looked at Jiang Ming, who was shaking the three magic weapons with his fists, with extremely horrified expressions.
"This is a monster that first established the foundation of martial arts..." A monk frantically took the glass mirror back into his hand and shouted in shock.
Only by building a foundation in martial arts first can one have such a terrifying physical body.
Boom!
Jiang Ming didn't look at him, blood burst out from under his feet, he borrowed force suddenly, and his figure struck out like lightning, and landed in front of him, pressing down with a palm.
Boom...
Even though the cultivator sacrificed the glazed mirror to resist, he was still wearing the mirror, and was slapped into the brick ruins with a palm, with wounds all over his body bursting and blood rushing...
"Only you are left!" Jiang Ming looked at the last person and walked towards him step by step.
Wei Shouguang was dazzled by the sight, and murmured excitedly: "Warrior, this is the real warrior..."
Other aborigines in Xuanguang City trembled when they saw this scene, and their breathing became a little short.
They, the aborigines, cannot cultivate immortality forever, and the only hope is the road of warriors. However, this road is extremely difficult, and even breaking through to the top requires a lot of energy and time.
And in the common cognition of everyone, if there is no Xiuxian Road as a guide, it is impossible to build a foundation in martial arts first, and perhaps only in the era when the Black Stone Ruins were once brilliant, could they be born Out of this evildoer.
Who would have imagined that such a peerless genius really appeared today...
"Bold... stop!"
The middle-aged man lying on the bamboo chair finally couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ming with a figure like a lake, looking at Jiang Ming with an extremely ugly face: "Let's stop here...it was considered a I have misunderstood, and I ask fellow Taoists to take a step back for the sake of my Lingcan Mountain, so why not let it go?"
"Elder Fengming, be careful, this person is not normal!" The early stage foundation cultivator behind him reminded in fear as he looked at the golden stove in his hand with a dozen fist marks and finger marks on it.
"Wise men cooperate, fools fight desperately... Fellow Daoist, I believe that neither you nor I are fools!" Wu Fengming, the leader of Lingcan Mountain and a perfect foundation monk, laughed.
"When I shot just now, I looked like I was going to beat me to death, but now I can't beat it... so I come to the trick of 'the wise cooperate, and the fool fights'?"
Jiang Ming's eyes were strange, and he said with a half-smile: "Before you grabbed us from outside the ruins and boarded the boat without saying a word, when you encountered danger along the way, you threw a group of people as cannon fodder to attract attention and die... Now you actually I don't even want to say a word of apology, I just want to expose the matter for an empty misunderstanding..."
"Do you think this is a play house?" Jiang Ming said at the end, his voice was a little cold.
Wu Fengming's eyes flashed a hint of anger, but he forcibly suppressed it, suppressing his anger and said hoarsely: "Then what do you want?"
"It's very simple. Among the scriptures I collected, there is a small spell. I wonder if you have heard of it?" Jiang Ming showed a gentle smile: "The name of this small spell is called Soul Seeding..."
"Impossible...you are too deceitful!"
When Wu Fengming heard this name, he almost ran away immediately, his whole body surged wildly, and his eyes fixed on Jiang Ming: "If you dare to say this technique again, I can only fight to the death together and kill you Here..."
"Fellow Daoist, please be careful!"
Wu Fengming held the long sword tightly in his hand, as if he would strike at the slightest disagreement.
The expressions of the other Lingcan Mountain monks also changed drastically, and they stared at Jiang Ming in shock and anger: "Don't go too far, my Lingcan Mountain is not a soft persimmon that you can knead at will, what are you doing?" Introduce yourself to death!"
The four young disciples were even more angry and wanted to rush up to fight Jiang Ming.
Soul planting is not a clever secret technique, but few people dare to use it openly, because this kind of spell is extremely cruel, and the caster can plant a soul thought into the soul of the caster , fully monitor every move of the caster.
The soul is the most mysterious and fragile part of a monk. After being implanted with the soul, as long as the caster moves his mind, he can directly destroy the soul of the caster and turn him into a fool on the spot...
This kind of spell can only be cast on some lowly servants. They, the arrogance of Lingcan Mountain, have always been high above the others. If they want to cast the soul-seeding spell, they will cast it on others. When will anyone dare to treat it like this? them?
"Fellow Daoist, please change another condition. No matter what magic weapon or secret technique you need, as long as I have something, I can take it out!"
Wu Fengming said in a deep voice: "If you and I both lose, then fellow Daoist, you are not worth the loss. The situation doesn't have to develop in that direction..."
As he was talking, his eyes were extremely calm, and he decided that the kind of soul art that Zhang Shan mentioned just now must have opened his mouth to the lion, and the rest was nothing more than a bargain.
He has seen this kind of scene a lot, and he came here to explore for some profit, who would fight to the death for no reason, that is the most stupid thing...
However, including Wu Fengming, these monks at Lingcan Mountain naturally don't know, maybe everyone in this world cherishes life... But there is only one person who puts life and death aside, who happens to be standing in front of them.
"Sometimes, interests are not the most important thing... People live in the world, and what they fight for is one breath!"
Jiang Ming said with a serious face of righteousness, and said with a sneer: "If you want to fight, then fight, why bother mother-in-law... Even if I die today, I will make such a fuss. Go to hell!"
Boom...
His blood energy erupted, and the blood ripples were like crimson flames, rising around his body surface.
The next moment, Jiang Ming charged out with the Chili Sword in his hand, and the **** sword lights surged towards Wu Fengming like waves.
"Madman..." Wu Fengming saw himself talking for a long time, but this kid was desperately going to fight, so angry that he almost vomited blood, and quickly raised his sword to parry.
Boom boom boom!
The horrific battle started, and the sword lights collided... Like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, several layers of surrounding vegetation, trees, rocks and rocks were immediately plowed away. /
Puff...
However, within a dozen or so moves, Jiang Ming's Chili Sword suddenly cut across Wu Fengming's shoulder in a strange arc, bringing up a bunch of blood.
The terrifying burst of sword energy caused Wu Fengming's shoulders to explode, revealing a lake of flesh and blood, and the stubble of bones was exposed...
"Damn it..." Wu Fengming's face became paler and paler. He was seriously injured, but now he met such a guy with a body like a monster, and he was almost overwhelmed.
Boom!
Jiang Ming kicked out, and Wu Fengming's body was hit with a terrifying force weighing more than 10,000 jun. It immediately broke his bones and tendons, and flew hundreds of meters horizontally, smashing into the ruins in the distance.
Whoo
Jiang Ming's figure kept moving, he rushed out like lightning, chasing after him...
"Even Elder Wu can't beat him?" The rest of the Lingcanshan monks all looked at this scene with pale faces.
"If Elder Wu hadn't been injured, how could this kid be allowed to act violently?" A foundation cultivator said unwillingly.
"Don't mess yourself up first, the background of my Lingcan Mountain, how can a kid who is killed casually be presumptuous~IndoMTL.com~Elder Wu still has a hole card in his hand, that Zhang Shan can't turn the sky..."
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In the ruins in the distance.
"Since that's the case, don't force me to use the ultimate move!"
Wu Fengming struggled to get up, with a flash of determination in his eyes, even those monks in the early stage of foundation establishment had treasures from the sect, how could he not?
He flipped his wrist, and a small silver sword appeared in the palm of his hand. A talisman was attached to the body of the sword. Wisps of electric light diffused from the small sword, as if it contained terrifying power.
Wow
Wu Fengming untied the talisman, and a terrifying electric light immediately filled the surrounding void, within a radius of more than ten meters, the ground was scorched black.
"Go!"
Wu Fengming's palm was also scorched black by the electric light, he endured the severe pain, and threw the small silver sword violently.
Boom...
However, the small silver sword long in the palm of your hand burst out into the sky with an incomparably bright sword light, like thousands of electric lights gathering, and slashed at Jiang Ming who was rushing.
"Huh? Is this breath...a pill formation?"
Jiang Ming's eyes changed slightly, and from the small sword, he felt an aura that did not belong to the establishment of the foundation, and locked him firmly, even if he moved around, he would be cut by the small sword.
Any of the foundation-building cultivators would have died in the face of this sword...
"As expected of the six blessed lands, an expedition team randomly sent out has such a treasure..."
Jiang Ming sighed in his heart, but he didn't panic too much. Although the little sword erupted with an aura that surpassed the foundation, it was just a dead thing after all...
"Since I came out of the mortal world, I have never used this technique to deal with the enemy... let's try it today!"
Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, the strongest technique he has mastered has been used on himself, but no enemy has been able to force him to use it...
"Six Seals of Forbidden Spirits!"