The heavy stone door slowly closed, and the thousands of stairs transformed by the immortal energy exploded.
No one saw that on the other side of the stone gate, under the distant void, there were countless spheres flying and turning.
In the darkness, it looks like a shining gem, extremely dazzling.
At the same time, Baoshan City, at the foot of Wutong Mountain.
Suning was caught in the formation and had no way out.
It's not that he can't break the defensive formation set up by Meng Bailou, but it's just that he can't free his hands to violently break the formation at this moment.
The round-faced old man holding the seal did not hesitate to use the eighteen-level deadly trump card of force, floating above the river, smiling mischievously.
At this critical juncture, it seems that there is only one choice left for Suning.
The peach stone that he was reluctant to use and prepared for yellow vine wine must be taken out.
"Boy, after I catch you and absorb your memory, I want to see which crack in the stone you jumped out of."
"Why did you help Kunlun and steal the six-vein soul blood for no reason?"
"What is the relationship between you two and what are your intentions?"
Meng Bailou asked three times in a row, with a cold tone.
There was light flashing in his eyes, as sharp as a knife.
Suning didn't respond, and the Xunlong pen was hidden in his sleeve. It was replaced by a black peach stone given by the old man in a Taoist robe.
He held it tightly in his palm, slightly hesitant.
Yes, I don’t want to use it, but I have to.
"Whoa whoa whoa."
Thousands of red threads seeped out from the seal, forming a giant palm that covered the sky with Mengbailou as the center.
With the five fingers together, the palm prints are clearly visible.
As it appeared, the snow suddenly stopped.
The terrifying coercion came one after another, covering the area below like an overwhelming force.
In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the river surged.
Rocks rolled down and smoke filled the air.
The Lingxi River in the distance is retreating uncontrollably.
Under this majestic pressure, the spiritual power in her body was strangely frozen.
The body is clearly moving, but involuntarily.
Seeing the crisis approaching, she did not hesitate to crush the jade she had prepared in advance.
"boom."
A blow containing the seventeenth level of Suning's force was quietly unleashed, allowing her to temporarily resist the force.
Lingxi turned around and ran away, quickly disappearing into the night.
Suning gasped loudly and did not forget to warn: "Protect yourself, I don't have a big problem here."
"If that doesn't work, go to the hotel and wait for me."
Mengbailou approached leisurely, and said in wonder: "How dare you say that it is not a big problem when you are about to die. Hahaha, interesting, you are really an interesting person."
"If I didn't want to kill you, do you think you can stand here unharmed with your seventeenth level of martial arts cultivation?"
"I'm not talking about what's below the semi-immortal realm. I'm just talking about what's above the semi-immortal realm. The difference between one level and one level is really a thousand miles away."
"You and I are both at the seventeenth level of martial arts and at the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts. Do you really not understand the huge difference between us?"
He showed amusement in his eyes and said enthusiastically: "You have a very special physique, half human and half demon, which is rare in the world."
"So, what secrets do you hide?"
"Don't worry, I will find it slowly."
"In the future, I will have plenty of time to play with you."
Suning looked up at the sky and looked at the giant palm without changing his expression.
There is no doubt about the fluctuations of the eighteen levels of force.
But compared with the power inside the peach core, it seems to be much weaker.
At this moment, Suning could not help but doubt the identity of the old man in Taoist robes.
Where did this guy get the peach core?
Such a powerful protective trump card, just give it to me.
The two have never met and have no friendship. What does the other want?
This problem has troubled Suning for a long time.
It's hard to figure out the explanation, and it's hard to find the cause and effect.
In the past, he might have been narcissistic and believed that he was handsome and was taken care of by God.
