Faced with Suning's doubts and provocation, Lu Qian never refuted.
His body merged under the dark shadow, controlling the red rain in the sky with astonishing power.
"Bang bang bang."
The entanglement between rainwater and sword energy is a competition of spells, and it is also a battle between spiritual power and immortal power.
Just as Suning had predicted in advance, his spiritual power was corroded by the immortal energy and could barely hold on for a while, but as time went by, he obviously fell into a disadvantage.
This is a defeat visible to the naked eye, and there is nothing to be done about it.
"You are very smart and you guessed everything right."
"My cultivation is limited by certain factors, and I am temporarily unable to advance to the True Immortal Realm."
"But so what?"
"We are both at the 18th level of martial arts, but you are still vulnerable to me."
"How can the light of a grain of rice dare to compete with the bright moon?"
Lu Qian's voice spread around the rain curtain, and he said forcefully and coldly: "It's just a little more effort, that's all."
"Wow..."
The gentle drizzle changed from the gentle and delicate one before, and fell particularly violently.
Soon, on the upper level of the sword energy gathered by Suning, red rainwater flowed like blood, and mist rose.
Suddenly, a big hand appeared.
The five fingers formed into claws and pressed down hard.
"Click."
The thick sword light exploded immediately, and heavy rain poured down, like a flash flood.
Suning's face didn't change as he drew out his Xunlong pen, the tip of his pen rising upwards.
Then, he punched the end of the pen body with a fist, and bulging veins appeared on his forehead and said: "Although the light of a grain of rice is small, it can still illuminate my way forward."
"The bright moon shines brightly, but it is obscured by dark clouds and cannot shine on the world."
"Since you are not in a real fairyland, God knows who will live and who will die."
The abyss was divided into two parts, revealing a huge dragon head.
What burst out was an extremely obscure transparent gray light.
The pinnacle strike, which contained the eighteenth level of Suning's force, directly locked onto Lu Qian's powerful right hand.
Only a "clang" sound was heard, as if gold and stone collided, sparks flying everywhere.
Lu Qian showed up wildly and said: "Boy, I have washed away the mortal flesh and bones and achieved the supreme immortal body."
"What is a fairy body?"
"As long as you live, you will be invulnerable."
"Unless you are proficient in magical arts, mere mortal spells cannot harm me."
"You will definitely die."
Suning bent down warily, breathing heavily and said, "Do you think I will believe it?"
"The so-called immortal body is nothing more than the double tempering of thunder tribulation and the energy of creation, making the physical body stronger."
"The thunder of the sky tempers the soul, and the energy of creation refines the flesh and bones."
"You can gain the upper hand and win with the protection of the immortal power."
"Once the immortal power in your body is exhausted, there will be no difference between immortality and mortals."
"At least, it would be easy for me to kill you."
Lu Qian's eyes sparkled and he said, "Sure enough, you know a lot of secrets."
"You are worthy of being a peerless demon who forces the keeper of the law to hide in Tibet. Your ability is indeed better than theirs."
"It's a pity that you can't use it for me. Otherwise, if you take charge of China for me, these six meridians will be safe and sound."
"I will be able to sit back and relax in the fairy world."
Suning pinched her fingers to make a secret, and placed her left hand between her eyebrows.
Following his gentle movements, scarlet blood beads formed a string and condensed on his fingertips, spinning up and down.
"Ziwei has a book called Fang Cun, and the scripture contained in the book is called Dongtian."
"The soul is restrained on the road to Huangquan, but the body is left in the world of mortals."
"Using the essence and blood of my soul, I opened a square-inch book and shadow, and opened the cave for the True Scripture."
"One page captures the soul."
Suning bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood from his mouth.
Lu Qian looked on coldly and said: "I remember you used this trick before. It collapsed at the first touch and was full of loopholes."
"I don't recommend you use the same move a second time."
