The southern wilderness is full of wails and rivers of blood.

One tribe after another, almost slaughtered.

The former powerful tribe was directly crippled by Jiang Daoming.

In the past, the tenth-layer warriors who were high in the sky, the demon wizards, could not escape the end of death.

The crocodile god had been following Jiang Daoming and had witnessed the killing.

Endless blood, the sins of the Southern Wilderness that cannot be washed away.

Only some small tribes, oppressed and fooled by sorcerers, did not have deep sins, and their sins were preserved intact and spared.

One tribe after another was cleansed, and one warrior after another fell, transforming into a life element.

The soul power stone, the useful Jiang Daoming used it himself, and if it was useless, let the crocodile god bring it, or, return it to the people of the tribe.

Of course, the soul power stone of the big tribe, Jiang Daoming will not return it.

The soul power stones of these big tribes came from the rest of the tribes, and they were not condensed by themselves.

In the southern wilderness, the weak eat the strong, and the big tribes have been squeezing the small tribes and squeezing the power of their bloodlines.

Time passes, in the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Jiang Daoming's cultivation is also improving rapidly, and the cultivation of the nine-layer peak is not very far from the limit.

"Jiang Daoming, this seat curses you, you can't die well!"

"In the future, you will be like us, a sin in your mouth, cleansed by others!"

A tenth-layer martial artist, before falling, roared angrily, and a terrible curse resounded through the sky.

"The lord of this hall will not fall into sin, because the lord of this hall is destined to become an immortal, and he will not fall for ten thousand years!"

Jiang Daoming said proudly, the power of divine suppression, suppressed the void, and took the crocodile god away to the next tribe.

He will not fall, although the tenth layer requires more than six hundred years of penance, if it is just ordinary penance, Shouyuan is not enough to cultivate at all.

But the Southern Wilderness has been cleaned up, and there is Great Xia, the warriors have been cleaned up, and there are those immortal obsessions, and even, reincarnation.

There are too many sins in this world, and they have turned into a world of sin.

In the era of the end of the law, before the longevity was approaching, one by one they had forgotten the dignity and pride of the warriors, and only the madness of wanting to continue their lives remained.

Descending from the sky, the power of heaven descended, and the power of divine suppression enveloped the entire tribe.

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent: "Sinner, your death can wash away your sins and bring life to the tribe!"

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A powerful momentum rose, and a tenth-layer early stage martial artist rose to the sky, looking at Jiang Daoming with gloomy eyes: "Your Majesty is dead, this is not enough to repay the sins of Tianshan Mountain?"

"Sins should be paid for with life!" Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "The Southern Wilderness is filthy, and it can be solved by an emperor." ”

"The Southern Wilderness is filthy, how much better is Great Xia than us?"

The tenth-layer martial artist said in a cold voice: "Why don't you go and clean up Great Xia? This world, everyone is the same, why are you different? You want to be the enemy of the whole world?"

"If the world is wrong, then set things right. Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "As for Great Xia, after cleaning up the Southern Wilderness, the hall master will go back to clean them up." ”

With a light lift of the palm, the dragon elephants gathered, and thousands of swords flooded the early martial artists of the tenth layer.

The early martial artists of the tenth layer did not resist and could not resist.

The sword slashed through his throat, cutting off his life.

"You went to your death and won the whole corpse. Jiang Daoming said indifferently, looking at the house below, there were pieces of soul power stones inside.

After receiving the soul power stone, the eye of heaven opened, and some nine-layer martial artists who were deeply guilty did not let go.

After cleaning up the tribe, Jiang Daoming took the crocodile god and continued on the road.

Not too far away, there are some smaller tribes nearby, with ninth-layer martial artists in charge, which also need to be cleaned up.

Descending from the sky, the eyes of heaven opened, but there was no wizard, only some people of the tribe.

Jiang Daoming frowned: "I escaped." ”

"It's been half a month, hall master. The crocodile god couldn't help but say, "If it was me, I would have run away." ”

After killing for half a month, he vomited a few times, but Jiang Daoming still killed the pure world as always.

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A gray true qi flew from the sky, it was a demon.

Jiang Daoming's eyes showed doubts, and he stared coldly at the flying demon: "It's really daring, I dare to take the initiative to appear in front of the master of this hall." ”

"Jiang Daoming, stop it!"

The demon and evil man spoke in a deep voice: "If you continue to kill, you will definitely attract the wrath of the people." ”

"Public anger?" Jiang Daoming sneered coldly and said, "What is public anger? The Emperor of the Southern Wilderness is dead, how can you not see public anger?"

The crocodile god's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Isn't it the same as this god?"

"It's just a voice through the body of the demon, and the body doesn't dare to come, which really makes the hall master disdainful. Jiang Daoming sneered.

"Above the tenth floor, there are still immortals, you are not invincible in the world!" The demon said coldly: "Do you really want to make trouble and provoke human immortals?"

"Does he dare to make a move?" Jiang Daoming sneered.

"The Southern Wilderness is going to be gone, what are you afraid of?" the demon said coldly: "If you really want to make trouble to that point, no one will be able to benefit." ”

"Then the hall master, just wait for your immortals to make a move. ”

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent, the dragon elephant's true qi flashed, and the demon exploded and died.

In half a month, Jiang Daoming no longer knew how many martial artists he had slaughtered and how many soul power stones he had collected.

Now it is far from the limit of the ninth layer, and stepping into the tenth layer only takes about thirty years of penance to complete.

He will not give up, either for sin or for the sake of ascension.

"Hall Master, do we really want to continue?"

The crocodile god asked cautiously, "What if you really provoke a human immortal?"

"Then it depends on whether the master of this hall can survive under his move. ”

Jiang Daoming said indifferently, if a human immortal makes a move, he will definitely be rejected by heaven and earth.

As long as he supports it, there is another possibility, that is, if the human immortal can't make a move, he will be ostracized.

If they don't find a way out, the immortals don't dare to make a move, and once they are ostracized, they will never come back.

Endless starry sky, there is no way out, where to go?

I can't find a new world, and the immortals only have the ending of the starry sky of old death.

One man and one demon hit the road again and headed for the rest of the tribes.

It's just that the warriors of these tribes have already gotten the news and fled first.

Jiang Daoming was not disappointed and continued to take the crocodile god to find the rest of the tribes.

They can hide for a while, but they can't hide for a lifetime.

Another half a month has passed, and in the past half a month, Jiang Daoming and the crocodile god have only found one or two ninth-layer martial artists, and none of the tenth-layer martial artists have been found.

"The Tao is good, the Tao is very good, the name is famous, the name is not ......"

“...... Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are dogs......"

Suddenly, the sound of the Tao rang through, and from the top of a mountain in the distance, a Taoist with crane hair and a childish face sat on the top of the mountain: "Master Jiang Palace, please come down and talk about it." ”

"Taoist Immortal?"

Jiang Daoming's eyes froze, his eyes looked at the Taoist, the fairy wind and bones, the crane hair and childish face, wearing a simple Taoist robe, exuding an ethereal and sacred aura all over his body.

He couldn't see through it at all, the Dao person in front of him had already transcended this world, and he could leave at any time.