This person is too murderous

Jiang Daoming understood that they came to Baiyun Mountain for one purpose to see the scenery, mainly for this Taoist.

The Taoist stopped in the red clouds, and the sword flew out from under his feet.

The Taoist points his fingers together like a sword, commanding the long sword to instantly divide hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand ways.

The densely packed long swords are like a long river of sword energy, hanging across the sky.

A burst of sword energy, with awe-inspiring meaning, shot out towards the sunset.

The sword intent that destroys everything, the Haoran that slays demons.

At this moment, a woman came from the sky, with colorful lights behind her, but there were poisonous insects.

The woman carries colorful light in her palm, and poisonous insects are overwhelming, clinging to the long river of sword energy.

Jiang Daoming narrowed his eyes and looked at the Taoist and the woman.

One is the Taoist Sword Immortal, and the other is the Southern Wilderness Wizard. They are so similar to the Wuming Immortal.

If Wumingxian's sword control skills were not different from this Taoist's, he would have suspected that this Taoist was Wumingxian.

"The Dionysian Curse."

The Taoist drank lightly and took a sip of wine. His whole body was exuding a hot breath, and the long river of illusory sword energy actually made a buzzing sound.

The sword intent that destroyed everything also increased several times at this moment.

"It's interesting."

Jiang Daoming said calmly, without interfering and letting the Taoist practice there.

As the Dionysus curse is cast, the sword energy flows endlessly, and the awe-inspiring righteousness fills the sky.

The red clouds in the sky fell on the Taoist, as if he were covered with a layer of red clothes.

The Southern Wilderness wizard woman shuttles through the long river of sword energy, her figure is graceful, like a butterfly, dancing gracefully.

The colorful light filled the air and turned into a pair of colorful phoenixes, hovering in the void.

"What a nice view."

Mo Yunqian looked at this scene and couldn't help but be fascinated.

Jiang Daoming sighed: "If Wumingxian had met this wizard woman, how could he have ended up like that?"

Compared to Wumingxian's experience, this Taoist was really extremely lucky.

The Taoist dances with his sword, the wizard girl cooperates, and the colorful phoenix flies together, revealing the deep friendship everywhere.

But Wu Mingxian met someone who was demanding and unreasonable, and eventually attacked him.

"I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind."

Jiang Daoming sighed quietly and fell into silence. Is he not the nameless immortal?

Buzz

The long river of sword energy dissipated, the figure of the Taoist gradually disappeared, and the figure of the wizard woman also disappeared with it.

Only a pair of colorful phoenixes are still flying together in the red clouds.

The colorful phoenix flew farther and farther until it turned into little bits of light and disappeared.

Yang Xuanming closed his eyes, realized this harvest, and the Dionysus curse was completed.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for teaching me the Dharma."

"Thank you very much, Palace Master, for bringing us up." Mo Yunqian cupped her hands and said, "I didn't tell you before, because I was worried that there was no trace left here, so please don't blame me, Palace Master."

"It doesn't matter, this palace master also watched a good show." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "This trip is worth it."

"If the master of the palace likes it, there will be some at sunrise tomorrow morning." Mo Yunqian said.

"Is there still sunrise?" Jiang Daoming raised his eyebrows.

Yang Xuanming said: "Sunrise, sunset, they will appear once."

"Then let's see the sunset." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"Palace Master, this harvest has been great, and the sword control technique is extremely powerful. Palace Master..."

"This is your opportunity, don't think about giving it to me, the master of the palace." Jiang Daoming waved his hand and said: "This master of the palace is also skilled in sword control, and it is no worse than the Taoist just now."

His sword control skills come from the Wuming Immortal who has survived two tribulations, and he is really not weaker than the Taoist here.

Yang Xuanming scratched his head and said: "The palace master is so powerful that he naturally disdains the art of sword control. I wonder if the palace master is interested in the relics of the Sword Immortal?"

"The remains of the Sword Immortal? The remains of the Taoist just now?" Jiang Daoming became interested: "Are you willing to share it with this palace master?"

This kind of relic should contain many benefits.

Yang Xuanming himself is not strong enough, and he still has the deputy alliance leader's father. If that fails, he can still bring Mo Yunqian's father over.

"Of course I am willing, and I also want to ask the palace master for help to solve the trouble you have in the ruins."

Yang Xuanming smiled bitterly and said: "This ruins is not a simple ruins, but a ruins to suppress demons. I don't know how many demons and monsters are hidden in it."

"Oh? Tell me." Jiang Daoming said.

"The Demon Suppressing Tower." Yang Xuanming muttered: "I don't know much. The Taoist just told me where the Demon Suppressing Tower is."

"When I first obtained the Dionysian Curse, the incomplete secret book recorded that the Demon Suppression Tower was a pagoda built by Taoists to suppress the world's monsters. There are countless monsters in it."

"After so many years, the monster deserves to die." Jiang Daoming said.

"No, there are too many monsters inside, and not just monsters, some resentful spirits are also suppressed."

Yang Xuanming shook his head and said: "The Demon Suppression Tower is a world of its own. Monsters just can't escape, but they can survive in it."

"Huh?" Jiang Daoming frowned: "This sword immortal is full of majestic energy. Didn't he kill all the monsters?"

"Master, please don't forget the people around the Sword Immortal." Mo Yunqian said: "If I read correctly, they should be from the lineage of Nanhuang Demon Masters. They keep monsters and help the Demon Masters practice."

"Yes, the Sword Immortal and the Demon Controller love each other deeply, and they keep the monsters for the Demon Controller's training."

"I see, then I will go with you." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "This is the first time for this palace master to see a couple who loves each other so deeply, and I also want to see what they left behind."

"Have you seen a lot of tragedy when the palace master said this?" Mo Yunqian asked curiously.

"Hmm." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "There is the infatuated and self-degrading green snake ghost; there is the white fox whose heart was dug out by her husband; there is the Southern Wilderness wizard who is insatiable and attacks his lover."

Mo Yunqian was full of curiosity: "Master, tell me about it."

"Wait for this master to go down and get the wine." Jiang Daoming flashed and left the top of Baiyun Mountain.

In the carriage, there were strong liquors they bought. Jiang Daoming directly moved four jars, hunted some prey, and got some firewood.

The three of them made a fire on the top of the mountain, and Jiang Daoming told them the story of the white fox, the green snake and the nameless immortal.

"That scholar is really a piece of shit." Mo Yunqian and Yang Xuanming cursed at the same time.

After hearing the story of the green snake, they could only remain silent. The green snake loved the wrong person, but Fahai was not a toy. Why did he let the green snake help him cultivate concentration and then abandon it? It was too ruthless.

As for the matter of the nameless immortal, they only sympathized with him, sympathizing with this Taoist immortal.

"It turns out that immortals can also be blind and fail to recognize people." Mo Yunqian sighed.

Mo Yunqian rolled her eyes and said, "Palace Master, tell us about the story of Tianyin, a wonderful Buddhist woman. People only know that you forced King Jiangling to death, killed Mo Ziai and An Fotian, what exactly happened?"

"Tianyin? A disappointing Buddhist, but her martial arts talent is indeed not bad." Jiang Daoming commented, and did not hide anything, and began to tell them: "At the beginning, Tianyin was so holy that she fascinated..."

"How about I tell the rest of the story for Palace Master Jiang?"

A cold voice sounded, and the sky suddenly became full of black fog, covered with spider silk, and the aura of the devil and Buddha was overwhelming.