If Su Xinglan survives the thunder tribulation without dying, it is because he is endowed with great talent and blessings.
So Suning was promoted to the 18th level of martial arts in just half a month without having to go through such a weird thing as heaven's verification. It was so frightening that Blind Tong's liver and gallbladder were split apart.
Unprecedented and unheard of.
He couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out how Suning did it.
But at this moment, he could no longer think too much.
In a life-or-death situation, saving one's life is the most important thing.
Suning went to chase Liu Sansheng, but left the Xunlong Bi, who was connected to his heart, to block his way.
The power of this once treasured crape myrtle was astonishing, but without the owner's personal control, its lethality would be greatly reduced.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, Blind Tong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"roll."
He waved his sleeves lightly and took the lead in attacking the Xunlong Pen.
He just wanted to escape quickly while Suning was temporarily unable to take action, and fled back to the Tomb of the Immortal.
On the other side, Suning was chasing Liu Sansheng leisurely and contentedly.
No matter how fast the white-haired old man in front of him flies, he can keep up calmly.
The crushing power in cultivation and the huge gap between the eighteenth level and the seventeenth level of force were vividly displayed at this moment.
Liu Sansheng obviously realized this, and he was forced to slow down and crawl into the leafy valley in embarrassment.
Suning mocked: "You think you can get rid of me like this?"
Liu Sansheng didn't reply and moved forward quickly.
His breathing became weaker and weaker.
The fluctuations in spiritual energy around him became weaker and weaker.
So much so that the sound of his hurried footsteps suddenly stopped at a certain moment.
"kindness?"
Suning was confused and immediately stopped playing.
"boom."
He slapped Liu Sansheng on the back without any reservation.
However, something strange happened, the white-haired old man disappeared out of thin air.
Under Suning's influence, he disappeared without a trace and could not be traced.
In place, black smoke billows and yellow light shines brightly.
What remains is a burning purple talisman.
Different from the ordinary talismans of various sects, this purple talisman is more than one meter long.
Faintly, a ray of soul belonging to Liu Sansheng suddenly dispersed.
Suning's face turned ugly and she said: "It turns out that this is the Kunlun Demon-Slaying Talisman."
"Not only does it contain the full force of the eighteenth level of force, but it can also be integrated with the soul to transform into a clone."
"The two complement each other and integrate offense and defense, which is wonderful."
"Liu Sansheng used this golden cicada to escape from its shell and escape."
"Haha, you underestimated this old fox."
Suning sighed, frowned and said, "When did he use the Demon-Slaying Talisman?"
"From the moment I stepped onto the main summit square, every move he and Blind Tong made was within my sight."
"There is no reason why you can hide it from my perception and be silent."
Suning squinted in thought and rose into the air.
He hurried slowly towards Kunlun Mountain, not worried that Blind Tong would escape during this time.
"The sixth peak, the catastrophe formation?"
"No, Liu Sansheng was still his true form at that time."
"Under the level of my fellow practitioners, I might have been careless. But now, my level of cultivation is one level higher than theirs, so there is no chance of me being deceived by illusions."
"so......"
Suning recalled carefully, but couldn't figure it out.
Until he returned to the main peak square and saw two killing arrays set up by Tong Xiazi.
At that inadvertent glance, his dazed eyes suddenly became a little brighter.
"No, I am not "monitoring" Liu Sansheng all the time."
