This person is too murderous

On the Black Wind Mountain, the situation was turbulent. Jiang Daoming's palm received the power of the dragon elephant, and the dragon elephant captured it and attracted the demon master.

The powerful Tianlong cooperates with the seven dragons and seven elephants to powerfully suppress the seven levels of demons.

The seven-layer demon exploded and died, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky.

The demon master looked flustered and roared repeatedly, but they were the screams of a weak person.

"You have been doing evil for so many years, you deserve to be destroyed."

Jiang Daoming pressed the top of his black robe with his palm and said with an indifferent expression: "The demons here will go down to accompany you and continue to do evil in hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out his true energy, and the seventh-level demon master's head exploded, with blood splattering everywhere.

As soon as the demon master died, the demons in Black Wind Mountain were left unchecked and roared one after another, rushing down the mountain.

Jiang Daoming circulates the image of the Buddha of Killing, and the power of boundless suppression permeates the sky. The mighty heavenly dragon, the flying dragon shoots out in the sky.

Rumble

The Black Wind Mountain exploded, and the terrifying dragon-elephant Buddha power destroyed the mountain and destroyed the stone.

Killing them one by one was too slow, so it was faster to level the Black Wind Mountain directly.

The boulders rolled down and dust flew up. Jiang Daoming struck out with several palms, and Black Wind Mountain finally collapsed. The monster on the top of the mountain was crushed to death by the boulders before it could even rush out.

Jiang Daoming exited Sifang Mountain with the wonderful sound, stood at the foot of the mountain, formed a mudra with his hands, and dropped the dragon-elephant big mudra.

The rumbling sound was endless, like muffled thunder, spreading for miles.

Black Wind Mountain was lowering, countless boulders rolled down and shattered, and the demons were buried in them.

After seven consecutive big hand seals, Black Wind Mountain finally collapsed, stones piled up, and countless demon flesh and blood were mixed among them.

What was once a good mountain now only has a three-meter-high stone slab.

"Let's go."

Jiang Daoming took back the seven dragons and seven elephants, turned around and came to Miaoyin's side, and got on his horse with her.

Miaoyin looked back at Sifang Mountain, and gained a new understanding of the power of the Eighteen Dragon Elephants.

Destroying mountains and breaking mountains is just a matter of time!

Just seven palms destroyed a mountain.

"Did you use all your strength just now?" Miaoyin asked.

"No, a small mountain is not worth my efforts." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

A flash of surprise flashed in Miaoyin's eyes: "You're not going to step into the golden elixir avenue soon, are you?"

"It's still far away, but if I meet a warrior from Jindan Avenue, I would also like to compete." Jiang Daoming smiled faintly.

He also wanted to know whether the Dragon Elephant at the late seventh level could fight with the Golden Core Dao warrior at the eighth level.

Miaoyin was silent. Jiang Daoming's strength was so amazing that she had nothing to say.

"Let's go to Jiangling and meet the King of Jiangling."

Jiang Daoming looked towards Jiangling City.

Before, he was not strong enough and was just an ordinary palace master, so he did not want to go to Jiangling City to meet this prince.

It's different now. He is already the master of the main palace, and his cultivation has reached the late seventh level. When he meets King Jiangling, he doesn't worry about being looked down upon.

On the other hand, Black Wind Mountain and his party received too few life points, only 6.2.

Without hesitation, everything was transformed into cultivation, and the true energy improved a little.

This time, the two of them no longer traveled day and night. It was more like traveling around the mountains and rivers, and the journey slowed down.

On the contrary, the matter of Black Wind Mountain was checked by warriors and spread.

For a time, Jiang Daoming became famous in Jiangling again.

Destroy the Divine Sword Villa first, and then level the Black Wind Mountain. Real peace!

A mountain peak was forcibly beaten into a three-meter-high stone slab. If it wasn't flat, what was it?

Five days later, the two arrived in Jiangling City.

The majestic city covers an unknown area, and the ancient city walls contain the vicissitudes of time.

Jiang Daoming looked up at the city wall. It grew to a height of a hundred feet, and six layers of warriors could not climb over it.

On the city wall, there are also formation patterns carved on it.

"This is the real city." Jiang Daoming praised.

Entering the city, there is a lot of traffic, row upon row of houses, a huge flow of people on the streets, and the constant sound of vendors selling their goods.

Jiang Daoming stopped a pedestrian and asked, "Brother, do you know how to get to Jiangling Prince's Mansion?"

"Prince's Mansion?" The passerby was stunned for a moment, then pointed in one direction: "Go from here, turn left on the second street, walk another three miles, then turn left..."

Jiang Daoming wrote down the route, thanked him, and led his horse away.

"This Jiangling Prince's Mansion is really far away."

Jiang Daoming shook his head. Fortunately, their footsteps were not slow, but they didn't care about the distance.

The two walked along the route, turned a few turns, and found that there were fewer and fewer pedestrians.

"drive."

A familiar soft drink sounded, and Basan came on horseback: "Master Jiang, Master Miaoyin."

"Basan."

Jiang Daoming stopped and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

"This is no coincidence. As soon as you entered Jiangling, the prince got the news and asked me to come to greet you."

Basan grinned and said: "Get on your horse, let's go to the palace quickly."

Jiang Daoming suddenly said, yes, if there is someone worthy of his attention who goes to Jiangshui City, he will know it immediately.

The two of them got on their horses and followed Basan.

Pedestrians on the road gave way to them and did not curse. These people obviously knew Basan and looked respectful.

"The prince and the princess have been waiting for the palace master to come for a long time." Basan said with a smile while riding the horse: "I heard that the palace master Jiang directly defeated Heifeng Mountain. He is worthy of the palace master. Such a feat can only be done by the palace master. arrive."

"It's a matter of responsibility." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "The palace is located a bit out of the way, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians."

"The prince likes peace and quiet and does not want to live in a busy place."

Basan explained, "The prince has already prepared a banquet. Palace Master Jiang is in a good mood. This time, the prince has invited the best cook in Jiangling."

"Then I have to thank the prince for his kindness." Jiang Daoming smiled.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the horses stopped and the three of them came to the front of the palace. There were two stone lions at the door. There were two sixth-level warriors guarding the door. Seeing them coming back, they hurried forward to lead the horses.

Ba San led them into the palace and walked straight to the back garden.

"The prince is enjoying the flowers in the back garden." Ba San explained.

Jiang Daoming nodded and followed him.

In the back garden, there was a pond with blooming lotus flowers and goldfish swimming in the pond. In the pavilion in the center of the pond, Princess Jiangling and a middle-aged man sat opposite each other.

Yuyan and Yuhuan stood on both sides and served them tea and water.

"Prince, Princess, Palace Master Jiang and Master Miaoyin are here." Ba San knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

The middle-aged man and Princess Jiangling looked up and said in a gentle voice: "Palace Master Jiang, Master Miaoyin, please come in and have a chat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Daoming bowed and took Miaoyin into the pavilion.

The middle-aged man had a resolute face, black hair tied up, wearing a purple python robe and a beard.

He had a restrained aura and a bright light in his eyes, and looked very ordinary.

But Jiang Daoming could see that the King of Jiangling was also a strong man.

How could he be bad if he could train a daughter of a seventh-level warrior?

Even if he was not at the Golden Core Avenue, he was close to the Golden Core Avenue.

"Palace Master Jiang has an extraordinary demeanor, and it is even better to meet him." King Jiangling said with a smile: "I often hear Han'er mention you."

Jiang Daoming glanced at Princess Jiangling and bowed: "It's just a little bit of fame, not worth mentioning."

"If you are not worth mentioning, then no one is worth mentioning, please take a seat."