Suppressing her heartfelt happiness and joy that was beyond words, she put away her sword, floated down from mid-air and said, "Why don't you ask me why I want to help you?"
Suning said indifferently: "When things go wrong, there must be a monster. Some questions are not worth asking, and there is no need."
Lingxi said playfully: "A dying person has good words. You should ask me."
"Perhaps I can help you return to the demon world without any injuries?"
"Boom."
What answered her was Suning's attack that had reached the extreme of patience.
He took thirteen steps in a row, leaving afterimages at each step, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
"What a fast movement."
Lingxi's beautiful eyes flashed, she resisted with her sword, and her delicate body retreated: "What is this move called?"
"Wow."
The thirteen afterimages were extinguished, and Suning appeared behind Lingxi and said: "Thirteen steps of Yaoyun."
His hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her down sharply, letting the demonic energy seep in continuously.
Until her body expanded and exploded, turning into a wisp of literary energy and spreading around.
Suning was unmoved and looked gloomy.
"Come again?"
She provocatively formed her true form dozens of meters away to the right and said: "The ninth level of True Immortal Dzogchen is probably not the highest level of cultivation that you can use. More or less, you have some spare power."
"You have black bones on your body that are specially designed to cover up your magical powers. Like me, my intuition tells me that you can step into the early stage of the tenth level of true immortal at any time."
Suning said nothing and raised his finger to the center of his eyebrows.
At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue, spitting out a large amount of blood mist and said: "I am only going to kill you to avenge the Dharma Prime Minister for being swallowed up."
"If you don't show up, how can I dare to alert someone?"
Lingxi held a long sword in his hand and said with an even brighter smile: "So you deliberately created the passive situation of being trapped on the top of Phoenix Mountain to lure me out."
"Kill me, and with the semi-saint trump card in your and Dao Huo'er's hands, plus the real strength of the two of you that can compete with the tenth-level True Immortal Dzogchen, it will not be difficult to escape from China, and the chance of winning is seven to seven.
Eighty percent.”
Suning's face flushed red, and she allowed her index finger to absorb the essence and blood from the tip of her tongue unscrupulously, and then merged with the flickering yellow light between her eyebrows.
Until the blood mist was gone, until his entire fingers could no longer withstand the majestic pressure that had gathered in the dark, causing his flesh and blood to become blurred, he straightened his waist and bowed slightly, gasping loudly: "You're right."
"I never cared about those local chickens and dogs at the foot of the mountain. Heigu said, looking at the three realms of immortals, demons and demons, I am the only one who can break through the four realms and kill the enemy."
"Huo'er, who has become a demon disciple, can't do it, and my third uncle, who is born with knowledge of fate and dharma, can't do it."
"Including you, you can't go all the way to the semi-saint Yuan Zulong without bottlenecks."
"Click."
Lean forward and point your index finger into the void.
Suning's eyebrows were grim, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering due to the severe pain.
But even so, he still pointed forward regardless and said: "This move is a secret technique not taught in the demon world, the Immortal Killing Demon Finger."
"Besides Black Bone, I am the second person to understand this secret technique."
"Killing the enemy by one thousand will result in eight hundred losses. I shouldn't be practicing."
"But as long as I can kill you..."
"Stab it."
The sleeve of his right arm was completely destroyed, and Suning shouted at the top of his lungs: "Everything is worth it."
Lingxi's expression was solemn and he retreated calmly.
She has already sensed the terrifying power contained in this finger, which is an existence that directly exceeds the Great Perfection of the Ninth Level True Immortal.
"Damn Suning, stinky Suning. He is bullied by others every day in the fairy world. He either runs away or is on the way to escape."
"Oh, it's rare for me to be so powerful, and I'll use it to deal with my own wife."
"you you you......"
"Hmph, I hate you."
She muttered, accompanied by the dragon's roar floating in her body.
After a short while, she bit her lip and took out a small wooden box and said, "I can't cure you, what about it?"
