Rumble!

I don’t know if the energy collision was too violent. The bottomless lake water in Jueming Lake was completely evaporated with the full blown attack of Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei. There was also a water mist visible to the naked eye in the air rising into the air, like boiling boiling water.

As for Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei, they were all lying at the bottom of the lake after suffering a frontal impact.

Fortunately, when the two powerful forces collided with each other, they almost scraped off a layer of the ground, so they didn't have to worry about being dirty by the mud.

Of course, even if the silt was not scraped away, they would not have the strength to dislike it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have lie on the ground without any image.

Zhong Qinglei lay motionless at the bottom of the lake and said weakly: "The immortal boy over there, are you still alive? I don't know what your name is yet, don't die so quickly."

"I'm afraid I'll be so heavy when I die? My body is not as strong as yours." Liu Zhengyang took out a pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and used the medicine to recover a little, then stood up again and walked to Zhong Qinglei to look at the other person carefully.

I have to say that the body of the demon cultivator is really strong.

Also in the battle, he was hit head-on by the powerful energy, Liu Zhengyang felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and there was no pain from head to toe. There was hundreds or thousands of small wounds on the surface of his body.

Even if it doesn't hurt your muscles and bones, the bloody look of the whole body is scary enough.

Although Zhong Qinglei was lying weakly, he was not injured much. He looked like he was exhausted.

Liu Zhengyang looked down at himself, and was very upset that he emitted energy and shook the blood in his body.

Zhong Qinglei heard Liu Zhengyang's voice and slowly turned his eyes, and happened to see Liu Zhengyang who was clean all over.

He glared at him, and his eyes almost flew out.

"How is that possible?" Zhong Qinglei took a breath and shouted in disbelief: "Being hit by my attack just now, you will have to lose half of your life even if you don't die, right? But, why do you look like you are fine? Are you hiding your strength in the battle?"

"No, there is no need for me to do that." Liu Zhengyang replied honestly.

"No! That's impossible! I don't believe that it's true!" Zhong Qinglei's outlook on life was seriously impacted.

In his perception, even a cultivator who is stronger than him is hit by his full force, he will lose most of his life, let alone Liu Zhengyang. Liu Zhengyang's current energy-filled appearance should be absolutely impossible no matter how he looks at it.

It is precisely because of this that he survived in Jueming Lake until now and killed all the monks who dared to disturb him from practicing Buddhism.

But even though his mind was shocked, Zhong Qinglei didn't have the strength to stand up and figure out the situation.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled freely and said, "Forget it, if you lose, you lose. If you want to kill or cut, you should do whatever you want. I don't have the strength to resist anyway."

"When did I say I want to kill you? What are the benefits of killing you?" Liu Zhengyang asked speechlessly and disgusted: "I told you from the beginning. I just wanted to hear you talk about the devil cultivators and then the immortals and demons are fellow practitioners."
Chapter completed!