This person is too murderous

Buzz

The sky-suppressing power shrouded several miles around, and countless sky-suppressing words fell. The sky-suppressing power shattered the light of the heavenly sword and destroyed the gray air current.

Rumble

The words Zhentian stirred up the sky. Jiang Daoming raised his right palm lightly, using the power of the dragon and elephant, and the aura of the palm power of killing immortals and destroying gods filled the air.

"Stay!"

The palm power of Zhu Xian Destroy God covered the sky and the sun. Under the power of suppressing the sky, the bodies of these immortals stiffened, and the bodies of some of the weaker ones even cracked.

With a bang, those earth immortals exploded and turned into blood mist.

At this moment, both forces understood at the same time.

The gray figure was furious, and his gray body was twisted at this moment.

"Damn it, there's no Wen Zhitian here at all. Did you lure us out on purpose?"

The gray figure roared, and the gray air quickly spread under the power of Zhentian.

"It's not too stupid." Jiang Daoming looked indifferent: "If Wen Zhitian is found, will the master of this palace let you know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dragon Elephant Killing Immortal Palm carried endless power and suppressed it.

"Block!"

In the lineage of the Heavenly Sword, the two immortals roared, triggering thousands of sword lights to impact the heaven-suppressing power.

Rumble

Under the Dragon Elephant Immortal Killing Palm, thousands of sword lights collapsed, and the gray air flow dissipated.

Among these people, only the gray figure is stronger, with the strength of the peak of the Celestial Immortal, while the others who are the strongest are only in the late stage of the Celestial Immortal.

The Dragon Elephant Killing Immortal Palm cooperates with the mighty power of the sky, and falls mercilessly, crushing all power.

Rumble

The Earthly Immortal exploded into a blood mist, and the Heavenly Immortal's body cracked. It was also unbearable. The body exploded and the energy and blood dissipated.

The gray figure was directly scattered and turned into gray mist again.

The world was turned upside down, and a huge palm print was imprinted on the earth. The five fingers formed five ravines, up to a hundred meters deep.

Waves of dust soared into the sky, obscuring sight and billowing smoke, like a sandstorm.

The aftermath gradually subsided, and Jiang Daoming stood on the carriage? Only the gray mist still existed.

Jiang Daoming stretched out his right palm, and the majestic suction force spread out. The gray mist flew out of control and flew towards Jiang Daoming's right palm.

"Jiang Daoming, you have destroyed the forbidden area again and again, and the forbidden area will never let you go!"

The gray mist roared and shook violently.

"The barking of an incompetent person will only make this palace master disgusted." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "You must have had a lot of dealings with the Tianjian lineage. Do you know the power they have secretly established?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" Hui Wu said coldly.

Jiang Daoming said coldly: "Then do you think I will keep you?"

"If I fall into your hands, do I still have a way to survive?" Hui Wu sneered.

"It seems? You know this palace master very well."

Jiang Daoming said lightly and grabbed it hard with his right hand. The gray mist exploded and there was no trace of breath anymore.

"Kill the Corpse Immortal? Loot 10 life points."

118 life points, a good harvest!

As long as he keeps killing, less than ninety years of hard training will soon be enough.

Buzz

The earth shook? The power of heaven swept out, and the Holy Maiden of Tianmen descended from the sky. With the power of heaven's power, she mobilized the earth and repaired the cracked ground.

The three-legged golden crow spread its wings and landed on Jiang Daoming's shoulder.

"Come out." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "You and I are also considered drinking buddies. I didn't expect that you have been hiding this from me."

"Why."

With a sigh and the strong smell of alcohol, Mo Qingyan fell from the sky and nodded: "Palace Master, I am polite."

"You have found Wen Zhitian a long time ago, why don't you contact the master of this palace?" Jiang Daoming said calmly: "Are you afraid that the master of this palace will kill him?"

Mo Qingyan smiled bitterly and said: "Palace Master, Wen Zhitian's cultivation has been exhausted and he has become a useless person. His time is short. Give him a good old age."

"It's not that the master of this palace won't let him go, it's the Heavenly Sword lineage and the forbidden area." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "The main thing in this hall is the information about the Heavenly Sword lineage. What are they planning?"

"Pindao knows." Mo Qingyan said in a deep voice: "But Wen Zhitian has been avoiding it and doesn't want to face it. He just doesn't want to get involved."

"Now that you have seen the situation, even if this palace master does not intervene, do you think the Forbidden Land and the Heavenly Sword lineage will let him go?"

Jiang Daoming said calmly, walking slowly towards Mo Qingyan: "It is safer to stay with the master of this palace."

Mo Qingyan fell silent.

With Jiang Daoming's strength, if the Golden Immortal doesn't come out, there's nothing anyone can do.

The Holy Maiden of Tianmen also said: "Now everyone is looking for Wen Zhitian. How long can he hide for? We have already found him."

"What cannot be avoided will eventually have to be faced." Saintess Qinghuang said: "What will be the consequences if we don't know Wen Zhitian is nearby this time?"

"That's all, Pindao will take the palace master to see him, but if the palace master agrees to Pindao, don't force him." Mo Qingyan said in a deep voice.

"The master of this palace will not force it." Jiang Daoming promised.

Mo Qingyan led the way, and the hunchbacked old man drove away in a carriage.

Flying away in the air, they entered a dense forest with towering primitive trees. A young man in ragged clothes looked haggard and smelled of alcohol.

His long hair was a mess, his face was covered with dust, and he looked very slovenly. Even his boots were in tatters.

"Is this Wen Zhitian?" The Tianmen Saint was startled.

"Hey." Mo Qingyan sighed slightly and said, "When I found him, he was already like this. He was not willing to take a bath and change clothes. He just wanted to drink."

Wen Zhitian was already asleep, and the Three-legged Golden Crow said: "It's really him. When he broke into the forbidden area, he was high-spirited. It's a pity."

It's a pity indeed.

At this time, Wen Zhitian was already a candle in the wind and could die at any time.

His cultivation wasted, and he also lost the immortal's life span of ten thousand years. It was already good to have a few years.

"Did he say anything to you?" Jiang Daoming asked.

"No." Mo Qingyan shook his head and said, "Every time I asked, he went crazy, got drunk, vomited, and fainted."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently, "Wait for him to wake up."

"I can wake him up." Mo Qingyan said.

"No need, let him sleep, this hall master will wait for him to wake up." Jiang Daoming said indifferently, walked to the fire and sat down.

Tianmen Saint did not say anything, and sat by the fire with Qinghuang Saint.

Seeing this, Mo Qingyan did not say anything, and drank on the side.

Jiang Daoming opened the wine gourd, and the two drunkards drank.

The three-legged golden crow landed on the side and said, "Three drunkards gathered together."

Jiang Daoming smiled slightly, they really were three drunkards.

There was no conversation all night, Wen Zhitian slept until noon, and then woke up, and he woke up hungry.

Wen Zhitian opened his eyes, and the rich aroma of meat filled his nose. Mo Qingyan handed him a chicken leg: "Eat it."

Wen Zhitian took the chicken leg and saw Jiang Daoming and the other two. His eyes changed: "You..."

"Human, do you still remember the great me?" The three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and landed on Jiang Daoming's shoulder.

One of its three claws was holding a chicken leg.

"Three-legged golden crow!" Wen Zhitian's eyes condensed, and he looked at Mo Qingyan in shock and anger: "You brought them here?"

Mo Qingyan said nothing, which was considered as tacit agreement.