As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

The Burial Dragon Sword disappeared!

An Daoran's face was full of astonishment, he looked at Zhu An'an, and then at Jiang Ming.

"Did you just see who stole the Dragon Burial Sword?"

Zhu An'an shook his head, a strange color flashed in Jiang Ming's eyes who retreated to this side, followed by shaking his head to express that he didn't know everything.

This time, An Daoran was completely dumbfounded. The Dragon Burying Sword was already on the sword platform, but now it disappeared?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

An Daoran's brain was running fast, trying to figure out what was going on, but he didn't know that Jiang Ming was full of resentment at this moment.

"Little Heizi, what do you want to do? Why did you swallow the Dragon Burial Sword!"

What others don't know, and what An Daoran doesn't know is that there is a black sword on Jiang Ming's body, which directly swallows up the Dragon Burying Sword. Now, there is no Dragon Burying Sword in this world anymore.

"It's just a garbage magic weapon, nothing worth caring about."

"At first I thought it was some magic weapon, but now it looks like a piece of rubbish."

"And I dare say that this is not the Dragon Burial Sword at all, it is probably a lie fabricated by some people."

Hei Jian said indifferently, Jiang Ming subconsciously raised his brows a few times when he heard this.

"What do you mean? Could it be that the statement about burying the dragon sword is false from beginning to end?"

"The possibility is very high. It may be a scam created by the human guard who left this sword to achieve some purpose. I have to say that this guy does have some tricks. He can use a garbage sword to deceive everyone for several years. Thousands of years to nearly ten thousand years."

"I also have to say that this guy is indeed a ruthless person. In order to complete the whole game, he even dragged a monk in the infant transformation stage into this muddy water and refined him into a living dead guard."

"If this guy still has intelligence, he will definitely be pissed to death. It's fine if he is refined into a living dead guard. It's not to protect some secrets, but to ensure the success of a scam, tsk tsk."

Hearing such words, Jiang Ming was stunned.

But soon he shook his head.

"No, since Lord Jiu said to let me come here, it is enough to show that there are indeed some mysteries in this Dragon Burial Cave. He is not a guy like An Daoran, he is good at deducing everything, so it is impossible not to know about it."

"No, he might really not know. After all, the owner of the Dragon Burial Sword was a half-step existence in the Dao realm back then. Even though he is a low-level person, he should not be underestimated."

"Afterwards, he ascended to the upper realm. Whether he attained the Dao and became a celestial being or traveled through other people's channels, it is enough to show that he has a strong hole card... Most importantly, I suspect that this has something to do with the Qing royal family. "

"The person who set up the whole scam is most likely not from the Zhan family or the Long family, but from the Qing royal family!"

Hei Jian recounted his thoughts, but quickly shook his head, "Forget it, my brain is not suitable for this kind of brain-burning game, I'd better leave it to you to study and guess."

After hearing this, Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows a few more times, and then said seriously, "I think the possibility is very high."

"What the hell?"

"I mean, your guess this time may be right."

Jiang Ming said angrily, "Nothing good will happen to you when you're serious, but you're always the most charming when you're talking nonsense, and you can always analyze the situation clearly... Xiao Heizi, did you do it on purpose?"

While speaking, the newcomers had already gone online against the guards of the living dead, and the strength they displayed was horrifying.

"Another peak infant transformation?"

An Daoran was completely numb, a living dead guard who was refined and forcibly raised to the peak level of infant transformation by special means was fine.

Now why is there another living guard who is at the peak of baby transformation?

Jiang Ming was also dumbfounded, then looked at An Daoran, and instinctively spit out a few words: "How about we withdraw first?"

An Daoran swallowed.

"withdraw!"

A living dead guard at the peak of infant transformation is a headache, not to mention that there is an extra living monk at the peak of infant transformation, which will kill him.

The mysterious strong man had already noticed the situation here, but he didn't care, so he let the two go away. At this time, Jiang Ming seemed to have a sense of turning around, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Why is this breath so familiar? Who is this guy?"

Soon the three of them withdrew from the Dragon Burial Cave one after another, and even ran out of the Dragon Burial Pool in one swift motion.

"Hoo hoo!"

At this moment, An Daoran exhaled a few big breaths, and took a few deep breaths, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

Slap!

A sharp long sword was placed around his neck, and it was Zhu An'an who struck it.

An Daoran's pupils shrank, and he didn't understand why he asked: "Woman, what do you mean? We have fought together, and we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms. Is it necessary for you to treat me like this?"

Zhu An'an didn't bother to talk to this guy, and immediately looked at Jiang Ming.

"Big brother, how to get rid of this guy?"

She was very upset seeing this An Daoran, and wished she could kill him immediately.

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered a few times, and then he said, "Let him go."

Zhu An'an took back the long sword without hesitation, which made An Daoran a little confused.

What's happening here?

Why do you want to kill yourself?

Jiang Ming knew the reason why Zhu An'an brought out the sword, because this An Daoran came from the ancient Yin-Yang sect, and Jiang Ming and the ancient Yin-Yang sect also had a lot of conflicts and enmity, Zhu An'an wanted to kill An Daoran to prevent future troubles .

But Jiang Ming thought more, he didn't care about such a guy, but thought he could use An Daoran to undercover the Ancient Yin-Yang Sect.

"Take him down, I want to refine him!"

An Daoran's face changed wildly, and he wanted to escape but was easily caught.

At the same level, although the gap is not too big, he is definitely not Zhu An'an's opponent, not to mention that Zhu An'an has reached the peak level of infant transformation, and his combat power is enough to crush him!

"Ning Caichen, what do you mean? Why do you want to refine me?"

An Daoran was suppressed and knelt on the ground with an aggrieved expression on his face. He never thought that one day he would encounter such a thing.

Jiang Ming glanced at him sideways, and said indifferently: "The reason is very simple, because of some of your special identities."

"What identity."

"Are you a member of the Ancient Yin-Yang Sect?"

An Daoran was even more confused. What does it have to do with Ning Caichen that he is a member of the ancient Yin-Yang sect?

"boom!"

The next moment, a slave mark landed in An Daoran's body, which was set by Zhu An'an. This slave mark was different from others, but it was researched by Jiang Ming using special means and was recognized by heaven and earth.

Unless it is a man of destiny, this slave mark cannot be eradicated, and this is also the practical application of a method in the mysterious scroll given by Mo Lingche.