Buzzing~

The small silver sword slashed through the void, carrying a large area of electric light, filled with a terrifying aura of sharp destruction, and slammed towards Jiang Ming's skull.

This is a sword that surpasses the foundation building, and it is a secret treasure that has been refined at great cost, almost breaking through the upper limit of this area, causing ripples to be born in the void...... Even the top geniuses of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land would be almost impossible to block such a sword in the Foundation Building Realm.

However, Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, and 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 thick the sky is, look for ...... death" Wu Fengming was seriously injured and kept coughing up blood, but there was a sneer on his face, is it really invincible when the foundation of martial arts is built?

The power that surpasses the foundation building, even if it is the martial arts foundation building, it is still hated by this.

This is the essence of the blessed land, how can a casual cultivator provoke it......

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

"If you dare to provoke my Spirit Silkworm Mountain, this is the end!"

Wu Fengming smiled happily on his face, waiting for the scene of this arrogant guy being pierced through his head by the thunder sword.

However, suddenly, the smile on Wu Fengming's face suddenly stopped, staring at the scene in front of him in shock.

I saw that Jiang Ming's palm was full of blood, blocking the flying sword with great precision, and then with a slight grip, the silver sword carrying thousands of electric lights stopped steadily in Jiang Ming's hand, unable to move......

"Sealed, suppressed, intercepted, transformed, banned, and destroyed!"

Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, the six seals of the Forbidden Spirit Seal were cast at the same time at this moment, and between his fingers, one rune after another flickered like a streamer phantom, flickering and disappearing, and fell towards the silver small sword......

All of this was hidden under the cover of blood energy, extremely inconspicuous, even Wu Fengming was only shocked to look at this scene, only thinking that Jiang Ming's physical body was already powerful to an extremely terrifying realm......

Wow~

One seal after another fell on the silver sword, and every moment that passed, the light of the sword was dark, and the breath also fell...... In less than five breaths, the small silver sword had completely lost all its luster, like an ordinary ornament.

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

Jiang Ming flicked it twice, turned his hand and prepared to put it into the storage ring.

The black sword suddenly screamed: "Give it to me, this thing is delicious, 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 make my efforts......

After following Jiang Ming for a while, Heijian is also getting more and more cheeky, from the beginning of the Taoist friend, the transition is extremely mellow to the current eldest brother, shouting is extremely smooth......

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel distressed, so he threw it away.

This black sword is suspected to have a close connection with the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land to which the Black Stone Ruins once belonged, and in the exploration of this ruins, it may be able to play some unexpected role......

Immediately, Jiang Ming also sighed a little in his heart: "This old man Sun's forbidden spirit seal is really a bit outrageous, the first time the six seals came out together, it was so easy to dissolve the sword that touched the Jiedan realm into an invisible ......

Recalling the fire mayfly that broke free from fate, Jiang Ming also sighed lightly, he hadn't gone back for a long time, maybe this ruins turmoil was over, and it was time to go back and take a look.

Jiang Ming immediately suppressed this matter in his heart, and looked up at the figure in front of him, Wu Fengming, the elder of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain who had just been immortal, and the Great Cultivator of the Foundation Building, was already half of his body scorched black at this time, leaning on a mountain rock, constantly coughing up blood in his mouth, and almost completely lost his combat power......

Although the silver flying sword was a secret treasure and could exert an incomparable powerful blow, it also required a price to urge it, and it was Wu Fengming's last blow, which was unsuccessful...... There is only one to be slaughtered.

"How could it be, how could it be so ......" But even now, Wu Fengming

I can't believe that my killing move at the bottom of the box will be so easily resolved.

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

"Elder Wu...... The world is bigger than you can imagine!" Jiang Mingtang smiled and said, "I won't bully you either, before the two of us fight, my proposal is still valid, do you agree?"

"Who are you, and what kind of disciple are you? What kind of grudge does my Spirit Silkworm Mountain have against you that deserves to be targeted like this?" Wu Fengming stared at Jiang Ming deadly, never believing that this was a nameless loose cultivator.

Only the top immortal cultivation sects can cultivate this kind of demonic ......

"Forces?" Jiang Ming shook his head: "I am alone, and I am a force...... As for who I am, Elder Wu should go underground and ask the king of Hades......

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

"Wait, wait...... Wu Fengming's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said, "I agreed to your previous proposal, you can cast a soul spell on me!"

What dignity is not dignified, when it comes to life and death, only survival is the most important thing......

Jiang Ming looked at Wu Fengming, who was injured, and shook his head with pity: "You are still useful to me, now you are not even as good as a dog, I am a waste of energy to cast a soul spell on you......

"The opportunity is fleeting, take advantage of it in the next life!"

Whew~

The sword light slashed, and a head was thrown high, and then it was shattered by the sharp sword qi in an instant, and even the headless corpse was completely destroyed, leaving no accidents......

"Hmm...... This ship is indeed in the hands of this man!" Jiang Ming picked up his storage ring, probed a little, and nodded in satisfaction.

The gift from the Spirit Silkworm Mountain is really extraordinary, just that magic weapon building ship is worthy of several top-notch magic weapons, not to mention his many treasures, the wealth of a Spirit Silkworm Mountain Foundation Building Perfection Elder is enough to be worth some small immortal cultivation sects......

After glancing left and right a few times and confirming that nothing was missing, Jiang Ming turned around and returned to the ruins and descended in front of the remaining seven Spirit Silkworm Mountain monks.

"Why are you...... What about Elder Wu?"

Several people saw that Jiang Ming was safe and sound, but Wu Fengming had lost his trace, and suddenly their faces turned pale, and they couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.

"Elder Wu has mastered the Thunder Sword Secret Treasure, and it is impossible to defeat ......."

"I'm fighting with you......

Jiang Ming was not used to such a noise at all, and smashed down mercilessly with a few fists, which immediately made the two Spirit Silkworm Mountain geniuses who wanted to fight with him lie on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces and moan.

And this is already the result of the mercy of his subordinates, if Jiang Ming makes a full move, even those three foundation building monks will be directly shattered under his punch.

"Wu Fengming is already dead, and even the ashes have been raised by me, fellow Daoists, don't fantasize anymore!"

Squeak~

Jiang Ming lay on the bamboo chair of Fang Cai Wu Fengming, and said casually: "But I, Zhang Shan, don't like the difficulties of strong people, now I will give you two ways to go, you Taoist friends can choose one of them, I will not interfere!"

"We have offended a lot before, and I hope that Daoist friends will forgive us, please raise your noble hand today, and if there is a dispatch in the future, we will never shirk!" A foundation building monk of Spirit Silkworm Mountain had a happy face and hurriedly said.

Jiang Ming glanced at him, do you really dare to think about it......

He was no longer verbose, and said, "The first way, I will cast a soul spell on you, as long as you can survive until you leave the ruins and not die, I will spare you...... The second way, I'll kill you with one punch, everyone, start choosing."

"You ......" Everyone in Spirit Silkworm Mountain was stunned, and then they all glared angrily, this was simply playing tricks on them.

"Do you know our identity, you dare to plant a soul thought on me, and my Spirit Silkworm Mountain will definitely die with you in the future......

The tall man who had his arm pinched off by Jiang Ming before, his eyes were red and he shouted angrily, they are the genius disciples of the dignified Spirit Silkworm Mountain, they have stood above ten thousand people since they were children, and they are the most dazzling existence, when have they received it

Such an insult.

Peng!

A sword light flashed, so fast that everyone couldn't see clearly, the tall man's voice stopped abruptly, and everyone only heard the sound of a watermelon exploding, blood rain mixed with residual bones falling one after another, broken intestines, eyeballs and other splashes everywhere, hanging on the bodies of several people.

Jiang Ming withdrew his finger and said, "If you don't die in the future, it's better to die from now on...... Is there anything long-winded?"

"I'd rather die than accept any kind of soul art...... Another young man's eyes went crazy, and he rushed towards Jiang Ming reluctantly, and his spiritual power exploded, almost breaking through the limit at this moment, and bursting out with the strongest blow in his life.

However, everything was in vain, Jiang Ming flicked his fingers, and the young man was also blown into a blood mist, and there was nothing left.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" Jiang Ming's eyes were indifferent, and he said.

There was silence all around, even if the remaining few people were hot-headed and unwilling to be humiliated, the two blood rains completely extinguished their self-esteem, and when they looked at the person in front of them again, their eyes were already filled with irrepressible fear......

They finally understood that this man was not some old fritter bargaining, but an out-and-out killer, and all the twists and turns were useless to him, only obedience or death.

"I—I don't want to die...... a foundation building monk clenched his fists, his legs as if they were filled with lead, walked towards Jiang Ming, and said with great difficulty, "I am willing...... Accept the Soul Seed!"

"Hutu, do you think you can live if you accept it?" Another foundation building monk was furious and shouted.

"At least I'm alive now......

"You ......" The foundation building monk couldn't say anything anymore, just stared at Jiang Ming deadly, his eyes were red as if he was about to shed bloody tears, and said hoarsely:

"Zhang Shan, our strength is not as good as others, I admit it today, but you are so rampant and arrogant, if you really plant a soul thought on my Spirit Silkworm Mountain monk today, you are provoking the dignity of the three major caves and six blessed lands, and in the future Yuguo Immortal Cultivation Realm, there will be no way for you to live......

"You're such a lawless cultivator, openly using this kind of evil art as a soul cultivation technique...... Sooner or later, we will be damned!"

Jiang Ming looked at him a little strangely, and suddenly smiled, "Evil cultivator? Damned? Daoist friends are joking!"

"Like pigs and dogs, you take dozens or hundreds of people from the outside world at will, use them as cannon fodder for your exploration of the ruins, and throw them out to death when you encounter danger...... Isn't this more cruel than I am?"

The Spirit Silkworm Mountain monk was stunned for a moment, and said in a gloomy voice, "Those are just ordinary people, how can they be compared to our monks......

"Oh...... It turns out that Your Excellency has been a noble foundation building monk since birth, no wonder, no wonder......" Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled, too lazy to say more to this person, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

Burst......

The sword flashed, and the person was broken in half from the middle, and the dead could not die again.

In the end, there were only four monks left in the Spirit Silkworm Mountain, two injured foundation building monks, and two geniuses who had completed their qi training.

……

Airplanes~

Jiang Ming cast a soul cultivation technique, and the power of the divine soul and spiritual power outlined a silk thread, condensed into a tiny rune, and fell into the center of the last woman's eyebrows......

Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly closed, sensing the four faint connections, as long as his mind moved, the soul thoughts planted in the souls of those four people would directly explode, completely destroying their souls...... Even the mood swings of those four people can be fed back into his consciousness all the time, containing all kinds of emotions such as fear and anger.

But Jiang Ming didn't care, he wasn't intoxicated with this feeling of manipulating people's lives, and he didn't bother to train these people, it's just that what these people did before, it was really disgusting, and now he just did what he wanted and took revenge......

Cult cultivators? Jiang Ming recalled this word, and couldn't help but sneer, compared to these high-ranking big sects, his methods were a fart cult cultivator......

Of course, this kind of soul technique also has drawbacks, the farther away it is, the weaker the connection will become, but for Jiang Ming, it is enough, and he is even worried about whether these four people can survive until the end of the ruins exploration......

When the dust settled, Wei Shouguang and other aborigines and scattered cultivators were cautiously returning, and when they saw the scene of the four Spirit Silkworm Mountain monks being respectful to Jiang Ming, they were suddenly a little dumbfounded.

"This ......," Guardian Light was stunned.

"It's all a misunderstanding, and it's been clarified!" Jiang Ming smiled gently: "I and all the Taoist friends of Spirit Silkworm Mountain can be said to be unfamiliar with each other, and now that the misunderstanding has been eliminated, everyone can rest assured that we have become friends with life......

"Misunderstanding cleared up?"

Everyone looked at the minced meat all over the ground, the blood splashed more than ten meters away, and the few people who disappeared inexplicably...... All silent.

Misunderstandings cleared up...... Turns out it means physical elimination?

"Let's go and explore the ruins here!" Jiang Ming got up from the bamboo chair with great interest and said with a smile: "This Yuan Mo Daoist said that he will take the lead in the charge, and all the opportunities in that temple will be shared with everyone for free, everyone follow up!"

"Isn't it, Yuan Daoyou?" Jiang Ming patted the foundation monk holding the glass mirror beside him.

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