At the peak of his power, he looked like two different people.
Xiao Buchong's intention is to break through the realm, and he only wants to fully understand the semi-sacred law.
He no longer tied his hands and feet, and as soon as he took action, he obtained two top-grade Jiang family's immortal arts personally taught by Jiang Lin'an.
The Great Luo natural disaster affects karma, attracts inner demons to emerge, inadvertently absorbs cause and effect, and brings down thirteen false tribulations of heaven.
The Good and Evil Forbidden God moves the good and evil signs in the world, and arouses good and evil thoughts in all living beings. It gathers good and evil thoughts into one body, and extracts the two thoughts into "wandering energy", which will damage the soul if touched.
He knew very well that Wen Gu Bi Ling was an ancient holy weapon of the Wen Palace. His physical body was unimaginably powerful and could not be resisted by the body of an ordinary immortal.
In a physical fight, he could not gain half the advantage in the close combat. It was purely a thankless and stupid move.
Furthermore, the literary bone pen contains inexhaustible resources of immortal power, which can be secretly absorbed at any time, and is blessed by a temple of literary energy, which has an extremely profound foundation.
To put it simply, the opponent can fight with him while making supplements with confidence.
Always maintaining a prosperous attitude, focusing on consumption, gradually turned the situation around.
This is the biggest fundamental difference between a tool and a person, and it is also the real reason why Xiao Buchong has delayed until now and has been stuck in hesitation again and again.
He knew that he only had one chance to fight for his life with all his strength.
He couldn't act rashly, let alone impulsively ignore Suning.
Achieving the Holy Eucharist was important, and it was a step he had always dreamed of taking.
In other words, among all the practitioners in the three realms, who doesn’t want to reach heaven in one step and completely surpass the way of heaven?
If you regard the Great Path of Saints as the end of spiritual practice, it will be out of reach.
Then the Half-Saint Threshold is a realm of hope that is tangible and tangible, a bright road that everyone wants to bet on.
Including Xiao Buchong, he thought so too.
But compared to Suning, this "small world ant" who is inextricably linked to his master. Without seeing him break the desperate situation with his own eyes, and without ensuring that he can successfully escape from China, he lives an ignoble existence.
The lame old man would rather give up the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years.
He agreed to Jiang Changnian and told Qiao Wantang that unless he died, unless Xiao Buchong died and died in China, no one could harm the young man of the Su family who he regarded as Jiang Linan's reincarnation.
This is the obsession buried deep in his heart, the pain of being powerless six thousand years ago.
He has been waiting and watching.
He risked his life to give Suning a chance to survive. Of course, he also wanted to prove himself.
Fortunately, he really waited.
The unexpected reversal is shocking.
He couldn't understand why the masked woman who was a direct disciple of Wen Palace would help Suning uncharacteristically, and even want to kill Wen Gu Bi Ling, who belonged to the same sect as her.
The only thing he understood was that the opportunity was too late to come back. Whether he could become the fifth Half-Saint in the Three Realms seemed to depend on today's life-and-death battle.
"You guys, don't come to help me."
The secret sound transmission is divided into three parts.
One message was sent to Suning, and the other message was sent to Dao Huo'er.
The last sound gathered into a line and echoed in Lingxi's ears.
Xiao Buchong said coldly: "If I lose, Wen Gu Bi Ling will be seriously injured."
"At that time, the three of you can eradicate him with all your killer moves."
"If I win, this matter in China will be known to heaven and earth, and to the four of us."
"Quan should repay your kindness for helping Suning, so that we can clear up the relationship and owe each other nothing."
"The hatred between you will depend on who will live and who will die when you meet in the future."
As soon as the words fell, the endless river of the abyss strangely returned to calm.
After the storm calmed down, the lame old man was seen dodging again and again, and the wind of his fist swept across Wen Gu Bi Ling's face.
The latter's face did not change, his figure was sloppy, and the lingering voice lingered: "Get the upper hand, get the opportunity, damn lame, do you think you can force me to use my hands to solve those two immortal arts?"
"Oh, you are very good at calculating."
"You don't dare to fight me head-on, you only pick on my weaknesses."
"But have you forgotten that in terms of soul alone, I am stronger than you?"
