Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

The evil spirit suppressor has arrived.

The two Tiangang flew to the outside of the Nether Valley in unison. A chilling aura of the Netherworld, accompanied by a howling cold wind, whistled through the valley. Long Ming and his entourage stopped on the cliffs on both sides of the valley with stern expressions, their eyes cast towards the narrow Nether Valley.

"Old Bai, the mysterious man who suppressed the witchcraft you mentioned... is he in the Nether Valley?" Long Ming carried a knife in his right hand, and murderous aura emanated from his body, tearing through the whistling cold underworld, like a red-hot iron ball thrown into ice water. In an instant, the cold air faded away and was replaced by a heat wave.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Gu Qianqiu's palm lightly touched the icy cliffs of the Nether Valley. The subtle sound of the beating hearts of the Gu insects reached his eardrums. Feeling the huge swarm of Gu insects hiding in the entire valley, Gu Qianqiu frowned.

"There are so many poisonous insects. It seems they are on guard against us."

Gu Qianqiu's expression was slightly tense.

But my heart was extremely gloomy.

The Ten Thousand Mountains were originally his nest, and he didn't take the Gumie Sect's trash seriously at all. But he didn't expect that the Gumie Sect would merge with the evil spirits and attack other tribes. Finally, a mysterious man emerged and took over the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"Damn it! I have to personally lead the Tian Gang to destroy the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Gu Baizui must have already defected to the other side, but Gu You..." Gu Qianqiu's expression darkened slightly, and he thought to himself, "When necessary... nothing can be abandoned."

This group of people.

They are just his pawns.

"After we deal with the troublemaker, we'll kill Long Ming. We need to kill him instantly and block the news. After all, if we want to accomplish that, Long Ming's origin alone might not be enough."

Even if there are troublemakers involved.

Want to open the path to becoming an immortal.

There is still a gap.

"What's there to be afraid of! We two Tiangang are here in person, why don't we just go up and kill him!" Long Ming held the knife in his hand, and the sharp blade light flashed from his waist. His fierce eyes were bulging, and he stood on the cliff, like a human-shaped beast, ready to burst out with terrifying evil spirit at any time.

"I'll steal the poisonous insects, and you'll clear the way."

Long Ming smiled coldly: "Haha, okay."

"I'll leave the rest to you!"

"Yes!"

Gu Qianqiu opened his hands, and his black robe fluttered, making a rustling sound. Then the sound stopped strangely, and he took a step forward, quietly sinking into the darkness and disappearing.

Long Ming's eyes narrowed fiercely, and he thought to himself that Bai Butou was very skilled. Even he could not detect any trace of his presence. Although Bai Butou was a thief, he was able to become the ninth Tiangang, which meant he was indeed very capable.

Gu Qianqiu was the first to sneak into the Nether Valley.

He was very familiar with the Nether Valley. He had walked through every corner and felt where the poisonous insects were hiding. However, Gu Qianqiu did not steal them all and left behind the sleeping Gu.

"I can't let you deal with the troublemaker so easily."

He wants,

It was the injured Long Ming.

We can't let it easily break into the Nether Valley.

And the sleeping Gu of Gu Baizui.

It is undoubtedly the best choice.

That was a poisonous insect raised by a method of Gu Shu. He couldn't steal it quietly just by relying on his stealing skills. Even if Long Ming was dissatisfied, he had nothing to say.

"Enter!"

Long Ming's fingers tapped rhythmically on the knife on his waist, counting silently in his heart. After about ten breaths, his eyes widened instantly, and he stomped his feet heavily. The shadow of a ferocious blood dragon coiled around his body, transforming into a giant humanoid dragon, plunging straight into the depths of the Nether Valley!

"It's a steal, don't play tricks on me."

Roar!

The ferocious blood dragon roared madly.

Long Ming's figure moved swiftly on the cliff of Nether Valley, and the fierce and murderous aura of the military strategist condensed into substance, like two huge machetes tearing apart the huge rocks on the cliff. The fierce roar shook the ice wall, and the rocks in the entire valley shattered and fell down.

"Ok?"

Long Ming's expression darkened.

There was a faint sense of trance in the mind and soul.

"The Sleeping Gu...wasn't stolen, or...was it deliberately targeted at me?"

Long Ming shook his head, and the ferocious blood dragon surged and crashed in his soul, resisting the sleeping poison technique induced by the sleeping poison.

Then he flipped his wrist and pulled out the knife from his waist. He immediately raised his right arm, and the blood dragon inscription on the blade flashed with blood. He slashed with one arm, and the huge knife energy was like a giant dragon, tearing the Nether Valley apart!

Click!

The ground tore apart and the cliffs on both sides collapsed.

The sleeping insects exploded in an instant and were crushed into slag.

Long Ming jumped high, holding a dragon-shaped long sword in his right hand. His robes rustled, revealing his scarred face. His throat moved, and a terrifying sound wave rushed straight into the depths of the Nether Valley.

"Ants...get out!"

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Such a strong and murderous aura."

Gu Baizui trembled, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "Shall we go out?"

"Let's go and meet him." Chen Yuan's eyes became more and more confused. Gu Baizui just glanced at him lightly, as if he was in a vague place, with black and white vortexes circling around him, boundless and fascinating.

"What the hell is this body he cultivated?!" Gu Baizui complained in his heart.

All traces of the origin of good and evil are gone.

There is only chaos.

Not to mention seeing his eyes, even being close to him made my head feel woozy, my feet felt weak, and there was an unreal feeling, as if I was wrapped in a pile of cotton and couldn't use any strength.

Chen Yuan rushed out of the Nether Valley in a flash, with a strange vortex swirling around his body, turning into a storm and coming in front of Long Ming and others. With a wave of one hand, a strong wind whistled, rolling up tornadoes, which spread disorderly between the rubble of the cliffs and tore out hideous cracks.

A ferocious blood-red dragon.

Also torn apart by the chaotic storm.

It transformed into a sky full of blood-red light, floating down like fireflies, dotted among the broken walls covered with cold light, lighting up with red light, mixed with the whimpering hum, drowning and disappearing.

"What a magical power!"

Long Ming lowered his head and looked down at Chen Yuan.

No wonder he was able to suppress the three major tribes in the Ten Thousand Mountains. This magical power alone, which was able to shred his bloody sword energy, was enough to show how advanced his magical powers were. Except for Gu Qianqiu, the other three Gu Masters in the Ten Thousand Mountains... were really no match for him.

"who are you?"

Chen Yuan raised his head, staring at Long Ming with his chaotic eyes. The corners of his mouth raised, and fighting spirit surged. Chaotic dust swirled around him, as if he was a wild beast that might lose its mind at any time, his eyes full of chaotic madness.

"Long Ming."

"Tian Gang...which one?"

"ten."

"The strength is good."

"You can try."

Long Ming held the dragon-shaped long sword with his backhand. The blood-colored lines on the sword seemed to come alive and stretched out countless fine threads, wrapping around Long Ming's palm. Streams of murderous blood gushed out.

"Dual Origin... It's not like I haven't chopped it before!"

The dragon-shaped long sword sucked Long Ming's blood, and suddenly the whole sword turned into liquid and wrapped around Long Ming's flesh, opening up fine flesh buds and sticking to the sword. In an instant, his body was covered with blood, his clothes were torn, and the entire chest and back revealed a winding blood-red dragon!

Ferocious blood dragon!

Compared to the ferocious Qilin before Chen Yuan.

Obviously much stronger.

This blood dragon... is a being born from the true source of evil spirit, coiled around Long Ming's flesh and blood. As the flesh and blood grew, two blood-red dragon horns stretched out from Long Ming's head, his ferocious face was covered with dragon whiskers, and sharp dragon teeth were bared at the corners of his mouth, just like a human-shaped evil dragon!