The difference between the early stage of the tenth level True Immortal and the early stage of the eleventh stage True Immortal was a whole level. Suning only used one move.
No, to be precise, this is not even a move.
Because he didn't use any spells from beginning to end, it was just a competition of strength.
Defeat the enemy with one move and win quickly.
The unexpected result was something that the demon cultivators watching below never expected. In the tens of seconds after the elder demon cultivator suffered a tragic defeat, there was silence among the crowd, and you could hear a pin drop.
"Is this over?"
After a while, someone rubbed his eyes in disbelief, stood up and said, "Am I wrong?"
Slowly, he jumped over the crowd and came to the elderly demon cultivator who was lying on the ground. He subconsciously raised his right foot and stepped down hard.
"ah......"
The latter was wailing in pain, and his life was worse than death.
The former was unmoved and added harsh words: "Trash, it turns out it's true."
While speaking, he kicked out without mercy.
Then, he raised his head with a cold face, fixed his gaze on Suning in the arena formation, and sneered in a voice that could be heard by everyone present: "We underestimated him. He is below the thirteenth level of a true immortal. Have you thought about it?"
People will be his opponents."
"Tu Yue, you and Gu Meng have the highest cultivation level here. Logically speaking, it is not my turn, "Chishen", to intervene in how to attack."
"But if they are allowed to be embarrassed one by one, not only will they lose their personal face, but they will also cause all the five hundred clans in the demon world to lose their face."
"What do you think?"
The strong young man with a deep breath and self-reported family name as Chi Shen has an outstanding level of cultivation. He is clearly in the late stage of the 14th level of True Immortal.
In the open space directly in front of the cave, Tu Yue, who was in Cao's camp and worried about Han, nodded pretendingly, and then agreed: "Yes, in the next battle, monks below the thirteenth level of true immortals do not need to participate."
"Who is willing to be the second to attack if you are above level 13?"
As soon as he finished speaking, at the very back of the crowd, a thin old man who was in the middle of the thirteenth level of a true immortal stood up.
He is not tall, about 1.5 meters at most.
He has dark skin and sharp eyes.
Wearing a gray coat made of an unknown material, he slowly rose into the air under the gaze of everyone, turning into a wisp of smoke and entering the ring formation.
"Buzz."
The body shape is not gathered together, and the green smoke is divided into four parts.
A beam fell on the opposite side of Suning, which seemed to be the old man's true form, showing an extremely weird smile.
One fell behind Suning, shaking and confused.
The other two drifted to the left and right respectively, and after a flash, they were never seen again.
"kindness?"
Suning squinted his eyes and looked at it, his mind secretly spreading out, quietly searching for the two missing green smoke.
The thin old man sneezed, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and wiped his chest casually and said: "Stop looking for it. The special skill of my Ten Thousand Spiders lineage, "Spider Web Dust Seal", has the ability to corrode and merge into the void."
"It is indistinguishable to the naked eye and difficult to see with the mind."
"Unless I take the initiative to expose them, there is no way you will notice them in advance."
Suning didn't answer and was doubtful.
The old man clasped his hands and moved forward, his fingers weaving like flowers, and he said confidently: "Of course, if your realm is higher than me, you can find them."
"It's a pity that your ability to break through realms and kill enemies comes from the demon body, and from the forbidden techniques and secrets taught to you by your ancestors."
"you......"
With an evil smile, the old man's body collapsed and he separated inch by inch and said: "You have no chance."
"Swish, swish, swish."
The sound of rustling crawling could be heard from far to near.
Rubbing the ground where the void gathered, it seemed like countless reptiles were fighting and biting.
Suning felt wary and immediately set up a defensive mask.
However, the next moment, countless black spiders poured out from all directions and surrounded him.
Densely packed, layer upon layer.
The scalp of those who watched it was numb, and they could not help but feel suffocated.
"phantom?"
Suning used his mind to inquire and quickly rejected himself: "No, this is real."
