This person is too murderous

Rain Tribe, in front of the wooden house.

Jars of strong liquor were absorbed by the gourd. More than ten jars in a row failed to fill the gourd.

Yutong finally believed that this gourd could really hold a lake of water.

An old woman, leaning on a cane, stood aside with an old face and sighed softly: "This wine gourd is so similar to the legend."

"Grandma, what legend is it?" Yutong asked quickly.

"Let our ancestors, the lord of the Kingdom of Rain, fall." There was a hint of coldness in the old woman's eyes.

Jiang Daoming looked indifferent: "I didn't expect you to remember it."

"Of course I remember. Although the records in the books are very vague, I just know that he was a Taoist with a wine gourd."

The old woman said quietly: "His gourd is very big, with heaven and earth inside, and the wine inside seems to be endless."

"He is a Taoist Sword Immortal. It was indeed him who caused the fall of the Lord of the Rain Kingdom."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "If you don't take me to find the remains of the Kingdom of Rain because of this, I will not force you to do so."

The old woman was silent for a long time, and then said: "What is the purpose of your coming here? The original Rain Country no longer exists."

"Please make it clear that the master of this palace is not his descendant and is not interested in your grievances."

Jiang Daoming said calmly: "This Palace Master is only interested in sins. If I find out that someone in your tribe kills innocent people indiscriminately and forces people to condense soul stones, then don't blame this Palace Master for being ruthless!"

"Soul Power Stone..." The old woman looked slightly cold: "Our tribe cannot do such a thing. Did you get this jade pendant from another tribe?"

"Have you ever heard of the Xuanming Sect?" Jiang Daoming said lightly.

"Of course I heard that the Xuanming Sect, under the banner of their ancestors, went around doing evil and collecting soul stones. This has harmed many compatriots." The old woman said with disgust.

"Grandma, what is a soul stone?" Yutong asked curiously.

"The soul power stone is a stone condensed by your blood and soul power. Once it condenses, it will cause great damage."

Jiang Daoming explained: "The master of this palace got this jade pendant only after he killed the leader of the Xuanming Sect."

"My own blood and soul power?" Yutong's face turned pale: "How could there be such an evil method?"

The old woman sighed softly: "Because of greed and selfishness, these evil methods are born. They just want to become stronger."

Crocodile God floated next to Jiang Daoming and said: "I have also seen soul power stones. Some wizards are really nothing."

"Yutong, go cook and entertain the two distinguished guests."

The old woman ordered, and when she raised her hand, the zhenqi flowed, the ground shook, and several jars of strong wine flew out.

"Thank you, old man." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "I promised Yutong before that if you help me fill up this wine gourd, I can do you a favor. Is there any trouble that needs to be solved by this palace master?"

The old woman was slightly startled and said: "It's just some wine, not worth a shot from a master like you."

"My Lord thinks it's worth it." Jiang Daoming smiled lightly and said, "Killing comes first, drinking comes second."

The old woman pondered, frowned, and said: "If you are really willing to help, when you get to the ruins of the Kingdom of Rain, if you have a crown, please bring it to Yutong."

"Crown?" Jiang Daoming raised his eyebrows: "What's so magical about it?"

"The crown contains the inheritance of the original leader of the Kingdom of Rain. Yutong is too weak." The old woman sighed.

Yutong's strength is only at the peak of the sixth level, not even the seventh level.

Moreover, after so many years, their lineage has lost too much inheritance. Otherwise, there would not be a single ninth-level warrior in the entire tribe.

There are not even wizards. They can only be regarded as normal Southern Wilderness warriors. They can raise some Gu insects and do not have advanced methods of controlling monsters.

"Yes, as long as you don't do evil." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "If you do, the master of this palace can only wipe you out with his own hands."

"The master of the palace is joking, we don't have the ability to do evil." The old woman sighed.

Their tribe is too weak, otherwise, they would not easily agree to take Jiang Daoming to hunt for treasure.

Rumble

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Suddenly, the earth shook, and boulders rolled down from the distant mountain peaks, followed by the faint roar of dragons.

Jiang Daoming's eyes narrowed slightly, soaring into the sky and setting foot high in the sky.

The crocodile god and the old woman quickly followed.

With golden eyes, Jiang Daoming looked across the vast void and looked down at the earth.

Dozens of miles away, a huge tail loomed on the ground. The ground shook as it swung.

"Huh?" Jiang Daoming looked indifferently: "Is that the dragon soul?"

"It's it, I can feel that terrifying aura." Crocodile God looked horrified: "This aura is getting stronger and stronger, and it actually affects this place."

The old woman looked ugly: "The dragon should be in the seal. Why did it make such a big fuss?"

"It has been hundreds of years, and the power of the seal has long been weakened. Moreover, this dragon continues to grow stronger."

Crocodile God said solemnly: "I have felt it several times before, but there was no such big movement. Now it seems that the seal is about to be broken."

"Once the dragon seal is broken, then our tribe..." The old woman looked worried.

The dragons were once able to match the strength of tenth-level warriors. Now hundreds of years have passed. Even if they have not improved but have just recovered, they cannot resist them.

"The darling of heaven and earth." Jiang Daoming praised: "The strength of this dragon is not bad."

"Palace Master, can you deal with it?" Crocodile God asked quickly.

"I don't know. Just from this section of the dragon's tail, I can't tell the depth. We have to get a closer look at the whole thing to know."

Jiang Daoming muttered: "You go back, and I, the master of the palace, will go and take a look."

After saying that, the dragon-elephant auspicious clouds gathered and stepped into the air.

Rumble

The mountain peaks were still shaking, the earth was cracking, dust was flying, and the grass and trees collapsed, just like an earthquake.

Inside the earth, the lines of the formation lit up. The seal still existed, but it was very weak and could not trap the dragon.

A huge dragon was swimming underground, constantly impacting the seal.

Jiang Daoming's eyes penetrated the seal and spied on the dragon.

The dragon not only exuded a monstrous fierceness, but also a pure breath of the earth, the earth veins!

The huge body was like a pillar of heaven, a hundred feet long.

The dragon paused, looked at Jiang Daoming in the sky, and made a high-pitched dragon sound.

Ang!

The dragon's roar was heard, shaking for dozens of miles. On the huge dragon head, two meat bags bulged and jumped violently, as if something was about to rush out.

"Is it going to turn into a dragon?"

A trace of concentration flashed in Jiang Daoming's eyes. The two meat lumps on the dragon's head should be the nurturing of dragon horns.

Once the dragon horns grow out and then transform into a dragon body, it will be no different from a real dragon.

He looked at the dragon, and the dragon also looked at him.

Jiang Daoming's eyes looked through the seal and looked at the dragon's eyes. He only saw tyranny and cruelty, a monster without intelligence!

"This hall master is waiting for you to come out." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

Ang

The dragon roared and hit the seal, as if it wanted to rush out and tear him into pieces.