This person is too murderous

The land of the Southern Wilderness was filled with wailing and blood flowed like a river.

Tribes were almost wiped out.

The once powerful tribes were directly crippled by Jiang Daoming.

The tenth-level warriors and demon-controlling wizards who were once high and mighty could not escape the fate of death.

The Crocodile God had been following Jiang Daoming and witnessed the slaughter.

Endless blood could not wash away the sins of the Southern Wilderness.

Only some small tribes were oppressed and fooled by wizards, and their sins were not deep, so their sins were preserved intact and survived.

Tribes were cleansed one by one, and warriors fell one by one and turned into life essence.

Jiang Daoming used the useful soul stones himself, and let the Crocodile God take the useless ones, or returned them to the people of the tribe.

Of course, Jiang Daoming would not return the soul stones of the big tribes.

The soul stones of these big tribes came from other tribes, not condensed by themselves.

In the southern wilderness, the strong prey on the weak, and the big tribes have always oppressed the small tribes and squeezed their blood power.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

Jiang Daoming's cultivation was also improving rapidly. The cultivation of the peak of the ninth level was not far from the limit.

"Jiang Daoming, I curse you to die a miserable death!"

"In the future, you will become the sin in your mouth like us, and be cleansed by others!"

Before falling, a tenth-level warrior roared, and the shrill curse resounded through the sky.

"This hall master will not become a sin, because this hall master is destined to prove the way to become an immortal, and will not die for ten thousand years!"

Jiang Daoming said proudly, and the sacred power of repression suppressed the void, and took the crocodile god away to the next tribe.

He will not fall, although the tenth level requires more than 600 years of hard practice, if it is just ordinary hard practice, the life span is not enough to cultivate.

But the Southern Wasteland was cleaned up, and Daxia was also cleaned up. The warriors were cleaned up, and there were still those immortal gods and obsessions, and even reincarnations.

This world has too many sins, and it has turned into a world of sin.

In the last days, before the end of life, everyone has forgotten the dignity and pride of warriors, and only the madness of wanting to prolong their lives remains.

Flying down from the sky, the power of heaven descended, and the power of sacred repression enveloped the entire tribe.

Jiang Daoming looked indifferent: "Sinner, your death can wash away the sins and bring life to the tribe!"

Boom

A powerful momentum rose, and a tenth-level early warrior soared into the sky, looking at Jiang Daoming gloomily: "Your Majesty is dead, is this not enough to pay for the sins of Tianshan? Do you really want to kill the entire Southern Wilderness?"

"Sins should be paid with life!" Jiang Daoming said coldly: "The Southern Wilderness is filthy, and it cannot be solved by an emperor."

"The Southern Wilderness is filthy, how is Daxia better than us?"

The tenth-level warrior said coldly: "Why don't you clean up Daxia? In this world, everyone is the same, why are you different? Why do you want to be an enemy of the whole world?"

"The world is wrong, so let's make things right." Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "As for Daxia, after cleaning up the Southern Wilderness, this hall master will go back to clean them up."

Raising his palm lightly, dragons and elephants gathered, and thousands of sword beams submerged the tenth-level early warrior.

The tenth-level early warrior did not resist, nor could he resist.

The sword light slashed across the throat, severing the life.

"You went to die, but you won an intact body." Jiang Daoming said indifferently, looking at the house below, where there were pieces of soul power stones.

After collecting the soul power stones, the sky eye opened, and some ninth-level warriors with serious sins were not spared.

After cleaning up this tribe, Jiang Daoming took the crocodile god and continued on the road.

Not too far away, there were some smaller tribes nearby with ninth-level warriors sitting in charge, which also needed to be cleaned up.

Flying down from the sky, the sky eye opened, but there was no wizard figure, only some people from the tribe.

Jiang Daoming frowned: "Escaped."

"Half a month, Palace Master." The crocodile god couldn't help but say: "If it were me, I would have run away too."

After killing for half a month, he vomited several times, but Jiang Daoming was still killing and purifying the world as always.

Buzz

A gray true energy flew from the sky, it was a demon.

Jiang Daoming looked puzzled, staring coldly at the flying demon: "You are so brave, you dare to appear in front of this hall master."

"Jiang Daoming, stop it!"

The demon spoke in human language, and said in a deep voice: "If you continue to kill, you will definitely attract public anger."

"Public anger?" Jiang Daoming sneered, and said: "What is public anger? The Emperor of the Southern Wilderness is dead, why is there no public anger?"

The Crocodile God narrowed his eyes and said: "Speaking in human language, is it the same as this god?"

"It's just using the body of the demon to speak, and the real body dare not come, which really makes this hall master disdainful." Jiang Daoming sneered.

"There are still immortals above the tenth floor, you are not invincible in the world!" The demon said coldly: "Do you really want to cause trouble to provoke immortals?"

"Does he dare to take action?" Jiang Daoming sneered.

"The Southern Wilderness is about to be gone, what are you still afraid of?" Yao Xie said coldly: "If you really want to make trouble to that extent, no one will benefit."

"Then this Palace Master will wait for you human immortals to take action."

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent, and the dragon elephant true qi flashed, and the demon evil exploded and died.

In half a month, Jiang Daoming had no idea how many warriors he had killed and how many soul stones he had collected.

Now he is close to the limit of the ninth level, and it only takes about thirty years of hard training to enter the tenth level.

He will not stop, whether it is a sin or for the sake of improvement.

"Palace Master, do we really have to continue?"

The Crocodile God asked carefully: "What if we really provoke a human immortal?"

"Then let's see if this palace master can survive his attack."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently, if a human immortal takes action, he will definitely be rejected by heaven and earth.

As long as he can hold on, it will be fine. There is another possibility, that is, if the human immortal cannot make a move, he will be excluded.

Without finding a way out, the immortals dare not take action. Once they are excluded, they will never come back.

Endless starry sky, no way out, where to go?

There is no new world to be found, and the immortals will only end up old and dead under the stars.

One person and one demon are on the road again, heading to the other tribes.

However, the warriors of these tribes had already received the news and escaped first.

Jiang Daoming was not disappointed and continued to search for the other tribes with the Crocodile God.

They can hide for a while, but not forever.

Another half month has passed. In this half month, Jiang Daoming and Crocodile God have only found one or two ninth-level warriors, and none of the tenth-level warriors have been seen.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao, and the name can be named, but it is very famous..."

"...The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as mutt dogs; the saints are unkind and treat the common people as mutt dogs..."

Suddenly there was a loud sound, coming from a mountaintop in the distance. A Taoist with white hair and a childlike face was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain: "Master Jiang, please come down and talk."

"Taoist Immortal?"

Jiang Daoming's eyes narrowed and he looked at the Taoist. He had an immortal air, a childish face, and a simple Taoist robe, exuding a ethereal and sacred aura.

He couldn't see through it at all. The Taoist in front of him had transcended this world and could leave at any time.