As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

In the dark and lonely void, a star road spreads to the endless distance, no one knows where it leads.

A figure walked unhurriedly on the star road, and a moment later... suddenly there was a nebula and mist steaming up in front of it again, and a blurry scene gradually manifested.

It was a vast immortal cultivating dojo, where all kinds of powerful and terrifying formations gathered, condensing an incomparably powerful force, and a figure in white stood in the center of the formation, like a celestial being exiled from the dust.

The white-clothed figure lightly flicked the long sword in his hand, and calmly said: "What makes you live and destroys space... I will break it with a single sword!"

The long sword mingled, responding to its master's fighting intent...

Clang!

The long sword moved thousands of killing formations, and the dazzling sword light soared into the sky, cutting through the dark night sky, and cutting into the gorgeous thunderclouds all over the sky.

clang clang clang~

The thunder fell down mercilessly, turning into thousands of magic soldiers, screaming together, smashing the dazzling sword light, and killing the white-clothed figure.

After a long time, the white clothes were bleeding, the figure was disheveled, almost pierced through the head, no longer the previous elegant and calm...

And the thundercloud became more and more gloomy, as if it was about to fall in this dojo, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and the whole world seemed to be squeezed without gaps.

boom……

The thunder came down with the light and mist, and amidst the intertwined thunder and light, a figure walked out, with the Thunder long sword emerging from his hand, standing opposite the white-clothed figure.

"You guys... are finally here!"

The white-clothed figure was not surprised, but calmly looked at the thunder-condensed figure: "The people who have survived the catastrophe, are they branded in the catastrophe... Unfortunately, they are all losers."

"Maybe, I'm just one of these losers..." The figure in white murmured, but then his tone was sharp: "But maybe, I'm the first person in history to break through this world!"

boom……

Although he was seriously injured, the aura of the white-clothed figure became sharper and sharper, as if his whole body had turned into a sharp sword.

"Hey, can you hear me..." Jiang Ming waved vigorously, trying to talk to the other party, but the figure in white was still talking to himself and didn't respond to his movements.

"It seems that it's really just a brand from the past..." Jiang Ming also sighed, stopped talking, and raised his sword to meet him.

boom!

The battle started without any accidents. Jiang Ming's martial arts power was banned in this battle, and he could only use spiritual power and spells. It was a pure battle of immortal cultivators.

The cultivation of the white-clothed figure was suppressed until the Qi training was complete, and the only spells that could be used were various spells during the Qi training period, but they were all extremely exquisite, and all kinds of spells came easily, and they were cast in unexpected ways , Jiang Ming, who was killed, retreated steadily...

"There is no hope of winning this battle..."

Jiang Ming was speechless and could not use forbidden techniques. His qi training was even worse than martial arts. Facing such a ruthless person who dared to fight against the catastrophe, it was really not enough.

Jiang Ming could only observe the opponent's fighting style desperately in this battle, learn from his combat experience, and improve himself in the battle.

Although those who were killed were constantly defeated, this kind of combat experience was extremely precious to him, even more precious than any scripture exercises...

Moreover, during the battle, Jiang Ming also noticed in surprise that the world where the cultivation place was located seemed to flicker on and off from time to time, as if it was extremely unstable.

And the space between heaven and earth is cracked from time to time, filled with strange things such as horrible chaotic mist, black flames, and vague fragments of the void falling from time to time, piercing the sky like meteors, leaving gorgeous trails, and the whole world It seems that everything is crumbling and about to collapse...

Although Jiang Ming is the body of thunder, but he can feel the heaven and the earth carefully, and he can really feel that the despairing and uncomfortable aura of silence seems to descend on him at any time, which makes people feel terrified.

"What's wrong with this world..." He was confused.

Suddenly...Jiang Ming thought of the four words spoken by the figure in white, Cheng, Living, Bad, and Empty!

Jiang Ming's heart was shaken. Is it true that the so-called "consisting, living, and emptiness" is true?

"When I first entered the cave here, these four words also faintly rang in my ears... Could it be that the world where the sword cultivator in white is located is in the process of 'bad' or even 'empty' world collapse and destruction? middle?"

Jiang Ming's mind was swaying, and he couldn't help but think about the era he lived in, what stage were Yunmeng Mountain, Yu Kingdom... in?

Could it be that one day, there will be such a terrifying scene of destruction of the world?

"If that day comes, will the so-called longevity still be meaningful?"

The whole world is being destroyed, what should a person's immortality do, wandering in nothingness?

boom……

The white-clothed figure charged forward with a sword, piercing Jiang Ming's heart and making him shake. Without thinking about it, he could only fight with all his strength.

Finally, after less than a cup of tea, Jiang Ming's thunderous body was completely illusory, almost disillusioned by being killed...

boom!

With the last sword strike, Jiang Ming's cultivation level was unsurprisingly raised to be equal to the true strength of the figure in white.

The light of the sword is like a bright sun, carrying endless power of the sky, burst into a shocking collision...

A twilight was born in the center of the collision, the fragments of the avenue sprinkled on the body, the figures of the black stone slab and the white dumpling reappeared without any surprise, and continued to be baptized by the light and rain...

Jiang Ming's angle of view gradually rose, and the figure disappeared like a bubble, but this time he suddenly saw a second thunderbolt figure descending from the sky, continuing to kill the white figure...

"The most powerful warrior from the primitive tribe before didn't seem to have reached this point, and failed to draw a second opponent from Jieyun!"

Jiang Ming thought to himself, it seems that this sword cultivator in white has gone farther than that warrior... Maybe after defeating the second person, the shimmering light will be even brighter.

"Where I came from, that ray of light pierces through the heavens and the earth... How strong should the person who crosses the catastrophe be? How many opponents has he defeated..."

Wow~

The war started again, but Jiang Ming's figure was completely shattered, and he could hardly see anything...

At the last glance, Jiang Ming only saw those chaotic weapons, pitch-black strange fire and void fragments, which seemed to cause endless destruction on the earth, and how many creatures disappeared among them...

...

On the star road, Jiang Ming recovered from his injuries and let out a long breath.

What he saw in this battle was so shocking that he couldn't calm down.

"If it's not strong enough, can it just die in this empty space?"

Jiang Ming suddenly thought of many future scenes. If the world is completely destroyed...will he become a ghost in nothingness, wandering around?

He looked up into the distance, just like those broken stars, and the horrible dead bones covering the stars...

"I don't want to end up like this!"

Jiang Ming sighed softly, then shook his head fiercely: "No matter what the future holds, if this day really comes, and I'm just a little qi cultivator, I can't change anything no matter what... I still have to be strong enough! "

He put these things behind him, his eyes were calm, and he continued to walk on the star road.

In the third battle, an alchemist who had mastered the power of fire turned out to be using the whole world as a melting pot, trying to refine Heavenly Tribulation into a batch of pills...

Of course, the ideal is grand, but the reality is very skinny. In the end, the furnace exploded, and he was covered in blood... Jiang Ming also fought in this battle extremely miserable. He was continuously smelted. There is no difference in looking at a big tonic.

"The ones who can survive the catastrophe are all monsters..." Jiang Ming felt uncomfortable all over, and for the first time, he couldn't wait to leave the battlefield.

...

Battle after battle, Jiang Ming relied on his immortal body to go farther and farther on the star road, and met different opponents one after another, all of whom were amazing robbers. A terrifying existence that counters Tianwei.

Every battle is an extremely precious experience, which will be of great benefit to the future path of practice.

In Jiang Ming's body, there are an unimaginable amount of fragments of the Dao, and he has accumulated a lot of insights during the battle, such as the strange method of melting the world, and the exquisite magic of the sword repairer, etc...

Forty-first battle.

This is a vast ocean, and the person who crosses the catastrophe is actually a dragon transformed from an ordinary carp. status, Jiang Ming's nose was bruised and his face was swollen...

"Am I here to be beaten!"

Jiang Ming was a little speechless. Since the first round, he has never gained the upper hand, and has been beaten until now...

Compared with these real Tianjiao powerhouses, his hang is really too frustrating.

boom!

The last blow collided, a glimmer of light appeared, and the debris of the avenue fell...

Jiang Ming's figure was about to disappear, but his eyes suddenly widened.

He saw that mountain-like flood dragon, whose body was suddenly broken inch by inch at this moment, completely shattered into light rain...

The endless light and rain merged into one point, turned into a somewhat illusory little carp, emitted infinite divine light, and leaped vigorously in the void, as if sublimated to the utmost, jumped into the dim light of the center of the catastrophe...

Wow~

The scene in front of him dissipated, Jiang Ming stood on the star road, a little dazed, that carp...was it successful?

His eyes were strange, and he always felt that this was not a real way to cross the catastrophe, but rather like some kind of smuggling method...

"Cheng... Live... Bad... Empty..."

At this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded in front of him, it seemed to be puzzled, but also seemed to be sighing.

Jiang Ming's body shook and he looked up.

This voice was exactly the same as the one he heard when he was in the outer cave...

Is it because he can hear this voice that he can walk on this star road?

In front of him, light and mist were transpiring, and a figure slowly emerged, pacing back and forth slowly, murmuring, back and forth... only these four words.

The scene gradually became clear, but Jiang Ming was stunned. It was different from the previous battlefields... Whether it was the mountain tops of the primitive tribe, or the endless killing array of white-clothed sword cultivators, they were all fought against the catastrophe. exist.

But the place in front of me...

In the early morning, the sun is rising... In an ordinary farmhouse, the sound of cocks crowing and dogs barking incessantly, a few old farmers walked to the field with hoes on their shoulders, holding thick black bitter tea in their hands.

In the farmhouse, the remaining women are cooking, weaving, and each has their own work. From time to time, naughty urchins run across the yard, tripping over some pots and pans, causing a burst of anger among the women at home. spit fragrance.

Jiang Ming walked slowly on the field ridge path, and the others walked past him as if they couldn't see him.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming stopped by a field and looked at the farmer in the field.

It was an old man with gray hair, dressed in ordinary clothes, no different from other old farmers, he was hoeing and loosening the soil, preparing for the upcoming planting...

But when Jiang Ming looked at him, the gray-haired old farmer suddenly stopped and looked up at Jiang Ming.

Wow~

All the other farmers and fields disappeared, and the cocks and dogs barking in the distance, the farmers' women and children also disappeared... Only this piece of farmland and the two people in the field remained in the world.

"How did you find out?" The gray-haired old farmer looked at Jiang Ming and suddenly said.

A look of shock flashed in Jiang Ming's eyes, and he finally confirmed thoroughly that the scene this time was different from all previous battles.

The old farmer in front of him actually has a clear consciousness, not a brand of the past...

Jiang Ming took a deep breath and said slowly, "I saw the real you!"

"The real me?" There was a strange look in the old farmer's eyes, and then he looked straight at Jiang Ming. After a long time, he finally smiled: "Unexpectedly, I met a fellow traveler!"

Wow...

The last farmland dissipated, along with the old farmer, but a figure reappeared where the old farmer was originally standing.

It was an old man with a stern temperament, the same as the old farmer's face, but his eyes were not calm and indifferent, but bloodshot, and a trace of confusion and even despair flashed on his face from time to time.

In his mouth, he kept chanting "Cheng... Live... Bad... Empty", as if caught in some kind of obsession.

This is what Jiang Ming saw... That's why he was found in the farmland.

The old man's clothes were scorched black, his body was covered with injuries, and he was walking slowly on a single road... It was a star road in nothingness, with darkness in all directions, only some dilapidated scenes in the distance, floating in nothingness.

"He is also walking on the star road..." Jiang Ming was shocked: "It's just that the star road doesn't seem to be in the same place as me."

Those dilapidated scenes far away from the star road where the old man was located were completely different from where Jiang Ming stood.

"Did the two star roads intersect..." Jiang Ming murmured.

However, at the next moment, Jiang Ming suddenly caught a glimpse of a pitch-black stone sword in the old man's hand, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

The old man's chanting to himself stopped suddenly, and he looked up at Jiang Ming:

"Do you recognize this sword?"

Jiang Ming looked at the black sword that had been chasing after him just now, but now it fell into the hands of the old man, and he didn't know how to speak.

"I picked this up in a dead starry sky a few years ago... It was stuck deep in a meteorite, and it has been silent for at least tens of thousands of years. No one has seen it since I picked it up!"

The old man looked at Jiang Ming quietly: "If you are not an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, then there is only one possibility...you and I met each other in different time and space!"