He lay on the ground, on all fours.
The head spun around.
Facing the sky at an abnormal angle.
Mu Liuchuan said harshly for the umpteenth time, "Whether you are a demon or not, you will only be a loser."
The mechanical metal voice seemed to be buzzing in a claustrophobic space.
Su Yuening was tired of listening and asked, "What else can I do?"
Riddles have more than just the ability to "copy"...
The riddle that becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent is the best weapon against the demons.
No matter what level Mu Liuchuan's demon bloodline reaches, he cannot escape the punishment of the riddle.
The horror of the riddle far exceeds that of the upper-level heavenly-grade martial arts.
This kind of transcendence is a transcendence of level.
Even if several heavenly-grade skills were used, they would not be able to fill this level of transcendence.
Mu Liuchuan scratched the ground with his nails, and the teeth-grinding crackling sound echoed through the sky.
"There are so many moves, just take the next one first."
He exerted force with his hands and feet and jumped up.
Like spider toast, blood-colored sticky threads spewed out of its mouth.
The red blood vessels were covered with densely packed small eyes.
Blinking.
The front end is open like a net and is as flexible as a baby hand.
It was just a hand covered in blood.
Su Yuening felt nauseous at the scene.
She remembered that the demons had the ability to devour, so she put the Peach Blossom Sword into her storage ring.
She closed her eyes.
The moment before the bloody tentacles touched her, her body was surrounded by mysterious black characters.
A circle of black text changes shape.
Transforms from black to cyan.
It then transformed from green into white mist.
The white mist slowly rose above Su Yuening's head.
One ball after another.
At the same time, there was a loud thundering sound.
The several balls of white mist "entangled" together and expanded until they covered the entire surface of the arena.
Blue raindrops fall from the white mist.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
The raindrops turned into a drizzle, and then into a downpour.
It dripped onto Mu Liuchuan's body with a crackling sound.
Mu Liuchuan roared and dodged the rain in panic.
The bloody tentacle broke away from Mu Liuchuan's mouth. It was so powerful that it seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. It did not bother to attack Su Yuening, but also joined Mu Liuchuan in resisting the green raindrops.
The smelly, bloody tentacles, like giant soft-bodied reptiles, wriggled on the ground.
The green raindrops left almost no space, and the blood-stained tentacles had nowhere to hide.
Raindrops fell on its blood vessels, corroding its blood.
The tentacles were "baring their fangs and claws", as if they were enduring great pain.
Mu Liuchuan is even worse off.
The whole person turned into a bloody man, which was even more terrifying than the fight in the ring.
He lay on the ground whimpering and twisting.
The body is very soft, twisting into a pretzel shape, then wriggling like a bloody tentacle...
It can be seen that these green raindrops have a great effect on him.
"Su, Su Yuening, admit it, you, you are also a demon."
"Only the demons can be so perverted."
"Only the demons can ignore the power of devouring."
He used several moves, but except for the initial sword shadow, there was nothing else for him to absorb.
According to inherited memories, this situation only exists among the same clan.
So he guessed that Su Yuening was a demon.
As the king of demons at the top of the pyramid, he was bullied like this by an unknown demon.
He was so unwilling.
"Are all those stronger than you demons?"
Su Yuening maintained the green raindrops, and her clothes were spotless and not stained by blood.
"..." Mu Liuchuan.
He didn't know how to respond to this question.
Yes, much more powerful than him.
It seems that it is not impossible to have unconventional tactics to resist the characteristics of the demons.
But, Su Yuening was too strong and there was something wrong with her.
His cultivation level improved so quickly and he had so much practical experience.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like an ignorant person who has just started practicing Taoism for less than a year.
His thoughts were in a mess, and Mu Liuchuan forgot the pain in his body for a moment.
Only when the sticky sound of bloody tentacles came from the other side of the ground did Mu Liuchuan scream again.
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"Could this be the legendary Qingyun Water?"
Lu Fusheng had a keen eye and looked at the white mist covering the sky above the arena.
"Sect Master, what is Qingyun Water?"
"Can it actually suppress the demons?"
Nie Ling didn't recognize the move Su Yuening used at first.
It looks strangely familiar, but when I think about it carefully, I can't remember where it is.
"Blue Cloud Water is a special move. It condenses white mist and rains down blue raindrops, causing devastating damage to evil creatures."
Lu Fusheng's eyes darkened slightly, "Looking at Mu Liuchuan's reaction, you can tell how terrifying this Qingyun Water is."
"This..." Nie Ling pondered, "If I remember correctly, the conditions for using Qingyun Water are very harsh. In the past ten thousand years, almost no one has achieved it."
"Su Yuening, what's wrong..."
Lu Fusheng rushed to say, "Because she has the physique of a saint."
"I was born with the ability to dispel and suppress evil spirits."
The four words "holy woman's physique" hit the nail on the head.
The elders recalled the scene of the sect admission examination.
At that time, Nie Ling popularized the ranking of special physiques for them.
The saintly physique ranks at the top and is well-known.
The possessor is rarer than divine talent!
"No wonder there's Qingyun Water. Saintly physique, then there's no problem."
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