This person is too murderous

Early the next morning, the geniuses from all regions gathered in Qingdi Pond.

The liquor in Jiang Daoming's gourd has been replaced again, and this time he went to drink it himself.

Everything is still the same in Qingdi Pond, with three thousand peach trees, peach blossoms in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.

Cyan light filled the air, and the Holy Maiden of the Blue Emperor was clothed in cyan light, bathed in endless vitality.

Although I saw the Saint of the Blue Emperor last night, seeing her again this time gave me an unprecedented sense of amazement.

The rich vitality, dressed in fine clothes, wearing a crown, and clothes embroidered with flowers patterns, is full of infinite vitality.

What's more important is that Saintess Qinghuang is also a powerful person in the late stage of Heavenly Immortality!

The geniuses present do not have any inferiority complex.

The reason why the Holy Maiden of the Qing Emperor was able to take the lead was because she had obtained the Qi of the Qing Emperor.

If they had the chance, they would catch up soon.

"Welcome to Qinghuang and participate in the Holy Ceremony." The voice of the Saint of Qinghuang was soft, like a pair of girl's hands caressing her heart: "Everything remains the same this time, civil and military fighting."

"The winner can make a request to the Qinghuang Holy Land. Even if he reaches for the stars and the moon, he can satisfy it."

If it were before, Jiang Daoming might have admired him, but now, with his ability, it is not difficult to reach for the stars and the moon.

Ordinary stars are just in the mortal world like China, but now he can blow them up with one palm.

As the Qinghuang Holy Maiden finished speaking, some Qinghuang Holy Land disciples presented melons, fruits and drinks.

Jiang Daoming and Li Xuanqing, monk Shiming, sat together.

Looking at the lotus flowers and three thousand peach trees in Qingdi Pond is a pretty sight.

"Is there still a literary struggle? Can't you write poems and songs?" Jiang Daoming asked: "In that case, wouldn't Brother Xuan Qing be able to capture him?"

After all, he is a descendant of Li Taibai? But that’s not possible? Memorizing three hundred Tang poems is enough.

Li Xuanqing smiled bitterly and said: "The master of the palace is really good at joking. This literary fight? It's not a fight? It's just a discussion of martial arts and breaking moves."

Jiang Daoming understood? In this literary fight, one party makes a move? One party breaks the move? If you can't break it, you will admit defeat and you won't get hurt.

"This is a great test of talent. Wen Dou's move can take up to a quarter of an hour." Monk Shi Ming said.

If you can't think of a way to defeat the opponent's tricks within a quarter of an hour, you will give up.

Jiang Daoming nodded and said, "It's interesting."

"The palace master is moved?" Li Xuanqing asked.

"No." Jiang Daoming shook his head.

He doesn't need any fighting, nor does he need to think of ways to break his moves.

What he knows is that if one palm is not enough, he will give him another palm.

If the Immortal Execution Palm can't kill it? Then use the God-Destroying Seal. If the God-Destroying Seal doesn't work? Go directly to the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Thunder.

So far, in the realm of immortals, I have not met anyone who can withstand the dragon-elephant thunder.

Drinking strong wine, I watched the geniuses from various regions begin to compete. Some came to fight first, and rushed to the sky to fight.

Holy Son Xuantian and a genius fell on the lotus leaves of Qingdi Pond and started fighting.

Immortal light filled the air and the light was bright. Holy Son Xuantian used Xuantian's secret skill and let the opponent break it.

The geniuses of all the major forces, those who came this time, even if they were not the Holy Son, were still close to the Holy Son.

Saintess Qinghuang left. After announcing the rules, she did not stay long.

Jiang Daoming drank strong wine and watched their competition. He was somewhat looking forward to it at first, but after watching it, he felt that it was not interesting.

There is a huge gap between these saint sons and geniuses and him.

The strongest one is only in the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal, and he can already kill the peak Celestial Immortal.

Watching them compete, it felt like watching children dancing with swords.

"An Yuyi, please ask the palace master to break the move."

There was a soft drink, and An Yuyi came to Qingdi Pond in the air and looked at Jiang Daoming provocatively.

All the prodigies were surprised. An Yuyi actually asked Jiang Daoming to recruit him?

They all saw Jiang Daoming take action last night.

Bingxuan, who was in the early stage of Tianxian, didn't even have the ability to do anything in front of Jiang Daoming.

Jiang Daoming frowned slightly, rose up in the air, landed on a lotus in the Qingdi Pond, and said indifferently: "You are not the opponent of my master, why do you invite me?"

"I am indeed no match for the Palace Master, but I have never been defeated by the Yin and Yang Qi of the Golden-winged Dapeng."

An Yuyi said proudly: "I want to know how the master of the palace can break the two qi of yin and yang, and also, the five-color divine light!"

"Ha." Jiang Daoming chuckled and said, "Then the master of this palace would like to ask, how do you defeat the master of myths, the Supreme Taoist, who transforms the three pure beings with one breath?"

"Can the master of the palace transform the three pure beings with one breath?" An Yuyi frowned and said, "Moreover, the five-color divine light may not be weaker than the three pure ones with one breath."

"Then why do you ask, how can this palace master break your Yin and Yang Qi and five-color divine light?" Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

"What does the palace master mean?" An Yuyi said in a deep voice.

"It depends on who has the magical power." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "The eighteen dragon elephants of this palace master are enough for your yin and yang."

"The palace master is confident, do you dare to suppress your strength and try it?" An Yuyi's expression was slightly condensed.

Jiang Daoming shook his head slightly and said, "Not interested."

"The palace master doesn't dare anymore?" An Yuyi said anxiously.

"The gap between you and this palace master is too big." Jiang Daoming pointed out, "Your opponent is not my palace master."

An Yuyi's face was ugly. Jiang Daoming's words were obvious. She, An Yuyi, was completely unqualified to be Jiang Daoming's opponent.

Suppress strength?

To what extent is it suppressed, in the realm of immortality?

Jiang Daoming was not interested in suppressing his strength and playing with An Yuyi.

If it were a great demon at the pinnacle of heavenly immortality, he would still be somewhat interested.

When he was a human immortal, An Yuyi was defeated. Now he is at the peak of the earthly immortal, and has reached the point where An Yuyi needs to look up to him.

"Arrogant!" An Yuyi gritted her teeth.

Jiang Daoming returned to his seat with an indifferent expression.

The surrounding Tianjiao were silent. Jiang Daoming's words were not only for An Yuyi, but also for them.

No one present could be Jiang Daoming's opponent, not even the Saint Son level!

"Palace Master, your words are too hurtful." Li Xuanqing muttered: "An Yuyi is probably mad at you."

"If she is mad, she should go back and practice hard. When she has the ability, she can ask this Palace Master for face again." Jiang Daoming said lightly.

"Amitabha, this Buddha is leaving." Monk Shi Ming flew into the air, selected an opponent, and went to the Qingdi Pool to fight.

Li Xuanqing also moved. He also wanted to compete with these Tianjiaos. Even if he failed, he could improve.

Jiang Daoming sat alone in his seat, drinking strong liquor, feeling a little bored.

This kind of literary fighting method is to find the opponent's weaknesses, which is very troublesome. When it comes to a real life-and-death fight, there is no time to think.

If the strength gap is too big, even if you know the weakness, you can't do anything to the opponent.

However, this method is indeed suitable for people like them who are not much different.

"Palace Master, the Fifth Elder invites you."

A Qinghuang disciple came and said respectfully.

Jiang Daoming stood up and said, "It's just right, this Palace Master also feels bored, so I'll go see the Fifth Elder."

As the disciples left, the direction they were heading was not where the Fifth Elder was, but the palace of the Qinghuang Saint.