She has also seen Ling Chuxi advance like a leap, but that was when her strength was low after all. Other emperor-level masters could be stuck at a small bottleneck for more than ten or twenty years. It's better for you to advance one level after another.
Not even breathing. At this speed, how can I catch up?
Not only Lan Xinyu, everyone felt a huge sense of frustration. In front of Ling Chuxi, they suddenly felt that their cultivation was a joke.
"The Territory Lord is the Territory Lord, and he is so perverted even when he gets a level up." After a while, Jing Ziyu smacked his lips and said with emotion, more like comforting himself.
This sentence reminded others that Ling Chuxi was a titled domain lord. He was destined to become a legend in the heaven domain in the near future, something they could compare to. Thinking about it this way, they finally
I have regained a little confidence, otherwise I might not even be able to raise the spirit to practice in the future.
Feeling much better, everyone ran towards Ling Chuxi again.
"Don't come over!" Ling Chuxi frowned and suddenly shouted in a deep voice.
Lan Xinyu and others realized that although the last spiritual thunder and Ling Chuxi's Nine Heavens Thunder Method were powerful, they might not be able to kill Liang Bo, and the crisis was not resolved. So they all stopped and moved toward
Looking from where Uncle Liang was before.
A deep pit was created on the ground by the spiritual thunder, and the surrounding area was scorched black. Uncle Liang was leaning over in the middle of the pit.
At this time, Uncle Liang no longer had any of the splendor of a god-level master. His white hair was turned into a chicken coop by thunder and lightning, with green smoke rising from the middle. His coarse linen clothes were turned into rags, with strands hanging on his head.
On his body, there was a big bloody hole in his lower back. It was obvious that the sea of energy had been shattered by the spiritual thunder.
It stands to reason that even a god-level master would be completely destroyed after suffering such a serious injury, and there would be no threat at all. However, for some reason, Lan Xinyu and others could faintly sense a dangerous aura, which was even more dangerous than before.
"Okay, okay, Ling Chuxi, I have been traversing the world for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that today my boat capsized in the ditch, and I fell into your scheme! But your good luck ends here. If I don't kill you today
, I swear that I will not be a human being." Uncle Liang's bones rattled, he stood up slowly, and said to Ling Chuxi through gritted teeth.
"Just because of you, the sea of qi is completely destroyed and my cultivation is completely useless. How can you kill me?" Ling Chuxi snorted coldly, pretending to be contemptuous, but she clenched the Luochen Sword again.
It wasn't until Uncle Liang stood up that she saw that the blood hole on his body penetrated from the lower back to the lower abdomen. It was not just a sea of qi, but even the internal organs were in pieces. Even a god-level master was a useless person at this time, but he was such a useless person.
The sense of crisis brought to her was even greater than before.
"Yes, I fell into your scheme and my Qi Sea was completely destroyed and my cultivation was completely ruined. But do you think that I can't kill you? Even if we die together, I will drag you to be buried with me!" Uncle Liang said with a sinister smile on his face.
He grabbed Ling Chuxi with a palm.
There was no power at all in this palm, but Ling Chuxi did not dare to be careless, and she still struck out with a sword. She could hear that Uncle Liang's words were by no means alarmist, but that he was really sure to kill her.
The Cang Yuan sword light in the late Emperor level was many times stronger than before. In this blow, Ling Chuxi also used all her strength, just like what Uncle Liang said before: she would not be able to kill him without killing him.