On the broken mirror, a big blue bird suddenly flew out.
It fluttered its wings and cried to the sky, kicking up circles of frost and falling on the defensive formation set up by Chao Wendong.
Then, there was only a "click" sound, the transparent light mask suddenly shattered, and the majestic immortal power flowing within it disappeared in an instant.
On the flower bridge, Chao Wendong, who had the upper hand, turned a blind eye and said with an evil smile: "Use Jiang Changnian's peak method of condensing the dharma of his life to defeat my inferior defensive formation. Hahaha, you will make a lot of money."
"If that crazy woman knows that you don't cherish the life-saving cards she gave you, I don't think she will protect you a second time."
Suning ignored it. After the defensive formation was broken, he immediately handed over the Semi-Saint Dead Leaves to Wenren Siyu.
The latter calmed down a little and took a long breath and said: "Go, go back to Kunlun and wait for my good news."
Seeing that Suning was unmoved, he hid aside to watch the battle knowingly. Wenren Siyu's eyes flashed, and he secretly said: "Except for this semi-holy withered leaf, you can't do anything else to help me."
"If you stay, there is a high probability that Chao Wendong will use him as a bargaining chip to constrain me."
"Go, go far, let me win this battle without any distractions."
Suning hesitated and said: "I still have ten full-strength blows of the 17th grade True Immortal here, all from the hands of my master."
"Including five valuable Ten Thousand Miles Instant Talisman and some high-quality healing elixirs."
"And a few bottles..."
Before he could finish his words, Wenren Siyu forcibly interrupted: "No need."
"Chao Wendong is the head of the three hundred demon lords, and is undoubtedly the eighteenth grade true immortal."
"How can the seventeenth-grade Luo Chen compete with him?"
"As for the valuable Ten Thousand Miles Instant Talisman in your eyes, hehe, I'm afraid you have forgotten my identity as the Lord of a Realm."
Suning suddenly said: "You really don't want me to help you?"
Wenren Siyu pretended to be angry and said: "Get out."
While the two were talking, the high-grade immortal technique "Flowers Blooming on the Other Shore" was completely destroyed by Chao Wendong.
Holding a short gun, he locked eyes with Wen Ren Siyu and said with a sarcastic face: "I advise you to put away the remaining two killing moves as soon as possible, so as not to waste them on me."
"After all, it is something left by the ancestor Wenren 30,000 years ago. It is useless if it is useless. I can finally think about it."
Wenren Siyu pushed Suning away and signaled him to leave quickly.
The next moment, she really put away her two fingers in the sky just as Chao Wendong said.
The two people who once vowed each other looked at each other through the air, but their original love was no longer there.
Hearing that Siyu's eyes showed hatred, his murderous intention became stronger and stronger.
Desperate for revenge, she wished she could skin the man in front of her, twitch his muscles, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.
Chao Wendong, on the other hand, smiled lightly, took it calmly, and quietly waited for Wenren Siyu's next attack.
"Uh-huh."
I don't know how long it took, but a golden withered leaf rose in front of Siyu, and immediately shed thousands of golden lights.
She moved forward and said at the peak of her momentum: "Chao Wendong, when you poached my charming heart that night, did you ever think that I would still have a chance to find it?"
"Keke, you must not have thought of it, right?"
"I'm afraid you never dreamed that I would meet her in China. The heart that left my body for eight thousand years, she, is back."
The childish voice echoed in the mountains, mixed with Wenren Siyu's thousands of years of resentment that seemed to break through the sky.
Chao Wendong's expression suddenly changed, but he quickly regained his composure.
He stroked the short gun and said in a playful tone: "It's indeed something I didn't expect."
"but......"
When the conversation changed, he calmly said: "You are seriously injured at the moment. Even if you find the charming heart to fuse with it, you will never exceed the cultivation level of the 18th level of a true immortal."
"Besides, if you place your hopes solely on this semi-holy withered leaf, I can only tell you that your wishful thinking is totally wrong."
"You know me, you know Chao Wendong eight thousand years ago."
"In eight thousand years, all mountains and rivers will change, let alone people?"
