At this moment, 8 Lu Ze kill prompts popped up continuously in the upper right corner of the screen!
Tianyu Canling suddenly became anxious: "Leave some for me!"
“…”
Lu Ze spread his hands helplessly.
"I didn't expect them to be so weak..."
The move he just used was the one Jiang Lingfeng used whenever they met.
In reality, Lu Ze might not be able to quickly see through the essence of the moves.
This is an illusion.
After the last match of "Battle of Immortals and Demons", Lu Ze obtained the magic spell [Formless Realm] from the remnant spirit of Tianqiu, which is a top-level magic spell specializing in illusions.
Everything in the illusion was just a string of data in his eyes.
Whether it is replicating moves or modifying illusions, it is a piece of cake.
"How dare you steal my magic?"
Jiang Lingfeng spat out blood and crawled out of the ruins in a panic.
He quickly used his magic to conjure up a bottle of elixir, which he quickly poured into his mouth to restore his blood volume.
"Elder Jiang..."
There was a hint of coldness in Lu Ze's slightly narrowed dark eyes.
"If you're really worried about not being able to defeat him, you can kick Lu out of the illusion right now."
Jiang Lingfeng's face flushed red as he roared, "Bah! Stop looking down on me!"
If Lu Ze hadn't said it, he really planned to kick him off the line without anyone noticing.
But now that the other party has brought it up so openly, it’s actually difficult to do.
Lu Ze knew this very well and deliberately said it out loud in front of everyone.
Everyone knew that countless eyes in the world of immortal cultivation were watching Lu Ze's live broadcast room. If something like this happened, Jiang Lingfeng would be completely humiliated.
If Lu Ze was even more shameless and left the illusion on his own, Jiang Lingfeng would not be able to explain himself.
Of course, Lu Ze didn't intend to do that.
In the fantasy world, he has infinite confidence.
Even if something really goes wrong, there is still the trump card of Tianyu Canling.
"Hmph, I admit... you do have some talent in illusions."
Jiang Lingfeng put away his previous contemptuous attitude and looked at Lu Ze seriously.
He quickly formed seals with his palms.
"Who knows, maybe in another hundred years, you can surpass me."
A huge formation suddenly appeared within a radius of several hundred meters below Lu Ze's feet.
"Now..."
A triumphant smile appeared on Jiang Lingfeng's lips.
He had been here and wasting so much time with Lu Ze just to buy time and help the other party set up his formation.
If the formation is complete, I will be invincible!
"Not worthy yet!"
Countless blood-red phantoms of gods and demons appeared in the formation.
For a moment, the air was filled with blood and murderous intent surged.
The young man in the center of the formation smiled calmly.
The next moment,
With him as the center, a large formation with a radius of one kilometer quickly condensed.
The formation and patterns are exactly the same as those used by Jiang Lingfeng!
Countless golden phantoms of evil gods condensed from all over the formation and instantly tore the blood-red phantom into pieces!
"Elder Jiang."
Lu Ze shook his head leisurely.
"These past hundred years seem to have passed a little too quickly?"
“No… How is this possible!?”
Jiang Lingfeng exclaimed in despair.
Standing at the center of the formation, he was fully aware of the terrifying presence of the evil god's phantom, whose body was covered in golden symbols.
How could a mere infant monk create such a terrifying monster?
How did the other party see through his formation in such a short moment?
"no way."
Lu Ze shrugged and smiled easily.
"My parameters are higher than yours."
Seeing the evil god's shadow raising the sword in his hand, Jiang Lingfeng quickly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and used magic to save his life.
The golden symbols engraved on the sword seemed to have a special corrosive effect, easily penetrating the defensive spells he had set up.
Jiang Lingfeng looked at the cold tip of the knife with despair on his face, which was approaching his head little by little.
When death is about to come,
Countless golden swords fell from the sky, chopped all the evil gods in the formation into pieces.
"Friend Lu..."
"Let others be merciful when you can."
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