This person is too murderous

Deep sea bottom.

On the mountain peak under the sea, a Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

Behind the Taoist, there were two immortals standing, and black mist enveloped the top of the mountain.

As soon as each sea clan approached the top of the mountain, they turned into blood and merged into the sea water.

"Master, there was a sea tribe sneaking here before. They should be the subordinates of the real dragon." A heavenly immortal said.

The Taoist closed his eyes and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. Soon, the real dragon will send his men to ask me to give him the antidote."

"Master's methods are brilliant, but the real dragon really doesn't know how to praise him. If he surrenders as soon as possible, how can he suffer?" Another heavenly immortal said.

Buzz

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea water in the distance rippled, and a surge of power and dragon power swept over him.

"Here we come." The Taoist opened his eyes with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect the real dragon to come in person. It seems that he knows what's going on."

"Haha, as long as the real dragon surrenders, we will have inexhaustible dragon blood and dragon meat." The two immortals said excitedly.

Didn't they come here just for the blood and meat of the real dragon?

As for the dragon?

Bullshit dragon transformation, even if you really help those sea snakes transform into dragons, they are just miscellaneous dragons with impure blood. How can they be compared to pure-blood true dragons?

hold head high

The high-pitched dragon roar resounded, and thousands of golden lights illuminated the bottom of the sea. Ao Guang took the lead in arriving at the top of the mountain: "Taoist bastards, I will tear you apart!"

"Um?"

The Taoist's eyes turned cold, and the surrounding black fog dispersed. He looked at Ao Guang coldly: "Has the poison on your body been cured?"

He could sense that there was no toxin on Ao Guang's body.

"Are you surprised? Your poison can't stop me!" Ao Guang said coldly.

"It's the Banlong clan, those old guys, who didn't hesitate to expend their power to force out the poison for you, right?"

The Taoist sneered coldly: "They should be seriously injured now. As long as Pindao gives an order, the newly built East China Sea Dragon Palace will probably be destroyed!"

"Really?" Ao Guang said sarcastically: "Come and call all your troops. I can't deal with you. Someone can destroy you."

The Taoist frowned and said disdainfully: "You called for help? I want to see who dares to wade into this muddy water."

"Hall Master, no one has taken action until now. It seems that there are only three of them here."

Ao Guang spoke out.

He took the initiative to come out just to see if there was any ambush from the Sea Tribe of the Dragon Transformation Alliance around, but it seemed that there was no such thing now.

"Palace Master?"

The Taoist's expression changed, and the two immortals turned pale: "Could it be...Jiang Daoming?"

Rumble

In the land of the deep sea, silt rises to the sky, the seafloor cracks, and the mountain peaks tremble.

A mighty force that overwhelms the sky comes in force, and the sound of a dragon roaring like a moo resounds through the bottom of the sea.

Thirteen dragon elephants, like substance, span the void and block all directions.

A figure had its hands behind its back. Wherever it passed, the sea water retreated, forming a vacuum zone.

The three-legged Golden Crow and Zhu Xingtian followed behind, looking at the Taoist with eyes full of disdain.

"It's really him!" The faces of the two immortals changed drastically, and their bodies were trembling. The terrifying power of suppressing the sky fell, making it difficult for them to activate their immortal power: "Master, what should I do?"

The Taoist's expression darkened, what should I do?

He also wanted to know what to do. This terrifying power made his immortal power feel like it was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to activate it.

In the late Golden Immortal stage, he was as small as an ant at this moment.

The person in front of me is like an ancient sacred mountain, coming with astonishing pressure.

Jiang Daoming looked indifferent and strode towards the Taoist.

"It doesn't matter if it's Jiang Daoming, my poison can still kill you!"

The Taoist shouted coldly, and the black mist rolled around him, and the poisonous energy in his body surged out: "I have poisoned more than one Golden Immortal, how can I be afraid of you?"

Buzz

Thirteen dragon elephants circled, the terrifying dragon and elephant divine powers intertwined, the black mist evaporated instantly, and the poisonous energy was completely destroyed before it could break out of the mountain top.

"How is that possible?" The Taoist's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Sinner." Jiang Daoming looked indifferent. He stepped out to the top of the mountain and looked at the Taoist indifferently: "Where is the Dragon Transformation Alliance?"

The Taoist's throat rolled, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he said with difficulty: "No, I don't know, I am from the North Dao Sect, from the Poison Immortal lineage..."

"You have discredited Daomen."

Jiang Daoming said an indifferent word, raised his right palm slightly, and suppressed it with a mighty force that shook the sky.

"The Poison Immortal lineage will never let you go..."

There was a bang, before the Taoist finished speaking, his body had exploded into a mist of blood, leaving no bones.

Jiang Daoming's eyes were cold as he glanced at the two immortals: "Where is the Dragon Transformation Alliance?"

"Yes, thousands of miles away..." The two immortals trembled and said quickly: "Spare, spare your life..."

"Very good, the master of this palace will leave your bodies intact." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"No, we are from the Taoist sect..."

"Daomen, it's such a shame to have you." Jiang Daoming snorted coldly, flicked his finger, and the dragon elephant's divine power was like a sharp sword, piercing the center of his eyebrows: "If the Daomen come looking for me, let them go to Daqian to find the master of this palace."

After saying that, Jiang Daoming left the mountain and turned towards the Dragon Transformation Alliance.

The real dragon was horrified. The Poison Taoist in the Golden Immortal Realm couldn't even make a single move?

What state has Jiang Daoming reached now?

The poisonous mist that can threaten Jinxian in the later stage cannot get close at all.

What's the use of poison that can't reach God?

It’s of no use at all!

"If I had known earlier, I should have asked Jiang Daoming to intervene earlier." True Dragon thought in his heart.

Although this is somewhat embarrassing, Jiang Daoming's strength is too terrifying.

With him sweeping the East China Sea, he can also quickly control the entire East China Sea and prepare to achieve the Golden Immortal with peace of mind.

Donghuang Taier said disdainfully: "You are really a weakling. I haven't even made a move yet."

Ao Guang rolled his eyes. With Jiang Daoming here, how can you have a chance to make a move?

"Let's go. Don't waste time. After dealing with the Hualong Alliance, we still have to go to the Great Wilderness Forbidden Land." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

"The Palace Master wants to go to the Great Wilderness Forbidden Land?" Ao Guang asked in surprise: "I wonder what the Palace Master is going to the Forbidden Land for?"

"Looking for the Supreme Taoist." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "The Forbidden Land Army owed the Supreme Taoist a favor, and it's time to repay it."

"The Supreme Taoist is still alive?" Ao Guang said in surprise.

The Supreme Taoist has existed for many years, and he is still alive now?

Three thousand years ago, he entered the Great Wilderness Forbidden Land and he was not dead?

"He should still be alive." Jiang Daoming was not sure whether the Supreme Taoist was dead or alive.

The phantom that appeared at the beginning might be just the remains of Zhang Sanfeng, or it might be a residual soul. Everything would be known only after seeing the Supreme Taoist.

As he spoke, Jiang Daoming had already led them across thousands of miles of sea to the location of the Dragon Transformation Alliance.

In the pitch-black seabed, one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. There was nothing but thick mud for several miles.

Jiang Daoming flicked his finger, and the dragon-elephant divine power fell, and a series of array patterns emerged on the dark seabed.