Meng Bailou cursed loudly: "Liu Sansheng, you have a crow's mouth."
The latter smiled brightly and said, "Can you blame me for this? A person is better than an expert. Su Xinglan can think of any way to defeat the enemy that I can think of."
"He's smarter than me, that's the truth."
"If it weren't for that group of people secretly stealing the energy of creation, perhaps he would surpass you and me, surpass all the old monsters in China, and become the first person in our generation to enter the true fairyland."
"There is no doubt about this."
Mengbailou ignored what was going on outside the window and wanted to compete with the soul of "Su Xinglan".
The seal exploded into pieces, and he bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation.
Eighteen red maple leaves as thin as cicada wings float in front of you, rising and falling, forming a transparent light curtain.
Under the giant blood-colored eyes in mid-air, sword energy surrounded them, layer upon layer.
Meng Bailou said angrily: "I took away Xuanmen's biggest trump card, Qimen Yin, so I didn't have the nerve to take the sheep's autumn cicada leaves."
"The transformation of essence and blood is not as powerful as one-third of the treasure itself."
Liu Sansheng said disdainfully: "What do you mean? Look down on Kunlun?"
"Even if you have Qiu Chanye to combine offense and defense, don't forget that Xinglan has Taixuan Sword."
"We are both at the seventeenth level of martial arts, and you can't do anything to him without using Xuanmen's trump card."
"There's nothing you can do, and neither can I."
"Of course, I'm talking about a real fight."
Meng Bailou was filled with righteous indignation and said: "Fart, if those bastards hadn't used the earth soul to swallow the energy of creation, would you and I have to work so hard to suppress our cultivation to avoid the thunder disaster?"
"Thunder disaster is not terrible, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky."
"I'm just afraid that successfully surviving the thunder tribulation will attract the attention of those people and end up with a dead end."
Liu Sansheng pointed to the air calmly, no longer wanting to look at it and said: "This situation is evenly matched, resolve it as soon as possible."
"Well, I'll go buy groceries first and have a drink with you at noon."
"Well, congratulations, neither master nor disciple can live up to your expectations."
After saying that, he patted his trouser legs, picked up the bamboo broom and left.
Leisurely hummed a ditty: "Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together, the spring scenery in the garden is intoxicating."
"Quietly ask Xiaomeng, is Lao Liu beautiful? Lao Liu, is he beautiful?"
Meng Bailou felt sick and vomited violently.
...
Chunxi County, hotel suite.
Suning's face was flushed and his spiritual energy was in confusion.
He sat on the bedside for a long time, his eyes were hazy and cold to the bone.
In the fight just now, I didn't take any advantage. Of course, I didn't fall into a disadvantage either.
If we really want to make a careful calculation, Suning is doing it secretly while the other party is doing it openly.
It seems to have an advantage, but in fact it suffers a heavy loss.
After all, I almost succeeded in finding the location where my family members were hiding by using the enlightenment of heaven.
The failure made Suning shocked and angry.
What was surprising was the opponent's cultivation level. Being able to fight him on an equal footing showed that he was a master of the seventeenth level of martial arts.
In the six branches of China, the major sects supported the fifteenth level of force.
So where did the "monsters" on the seventeenth floor come from?
The first thing Suning thought of was Blind Tong.
Yes, China is so big that apart from San Bo, who is at the bottom of the Demon Killing Pond, only Blind Tong has fully comprehended the way of heaven and advanced to the seventeenth level.
Apart from him, Suning could not think of anyone else.
But when I analyze it deeply, I always feel that something is not quite right.
For example, why did Blind Tong want to arrest Suning’s family?
Could it be that Lingxi was forced to reveal his demonic identity under unavoidable circumstances?
If this is the case, the Taoist can definitely announce it to the world with great fanfare and gather the power of the six meridians to target themselves.
Is it necessary to attack the Su family? Are you still hiding your head and tail?
Isn't it unnecessary to take off your pants and fart?
Suning couldn't figure it out and racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.
