Chapter 2787: Lord of Tiankeng

At this moment, Liu Lang has been concentrating and cracking down on the slaying formation, but he did not give Peng self-recommendation behind him. Pei Duhuan paid too much attention, but faintly felt that the two of them had been following him.
However, when Liu Lang turned around, he found that Peng Zijian and Pei Duhuan had disappeared.
Liu Lang frowned slightly.
It is said that Peng Zijian and Pei Duhuan are of equal strength, but this is under his nose!
"Who is sneaky, who kind of speaks out?"
Liu Lang looked around and said in a deep voice.
"I always thought that the person who can disturb the Tiankeng is at least the top Tianzun. I didn't expect it to be just a golden fairy." As soon as Liu Lang's voice fell, a dark shadow slowly emerged from the void.
Sombra stretched his arms flat, holding Peng Zijian in one hand and Pei Duhuan in the other.
Peng Zixian and Pei Duhuan were pale and trembling. When they saw Liu Lang, they both wanted to open their mouths for help, but they opened their mouths for a long time without making a sound.
"Are you the Lord of Tiankeng?"
Liu Lang opened the real eye for the first time, but he didn't get any effective information, but judging from the other's body shape, it should be the black mist that had drilled out of the mummy before.
All indications indicate that the tiankeng is an artificial trap.
Connecting the two, Liu Lang instantly thought of the identity of the other party.
"You are smart."
The Lord of Tiankeng looked up and down Liu Lang, and said with a cold voice: "The cultivation resources that I collected with great difficulty were destroyed by you. I don't know, how to calculate this account?"
"Settle with me?"
Liu Lang curled his lips and said, "You have killed so many cultivators for your own sake, so how can you count?"
"Killing?"
Hearing Liu Lang's words, the Lord of Tiankeng laughed and said: "You are a person in the Three Realms. You don’t know the situation of the Three Realms. In the near future, the Three Realms will fall into endless wars, even if If I don’t kill those cultivators, how many cultivators will survive in the end? It’s better to do something for me before I die, I can still remember their good."
"you……"
The opponent's strong words were irrational, making Liu Lang speechless.
It was not that he could not argue with the Lord of Tiankeng, but Liu Lang discovered that the way of thinking of the Lord of Tiankeng was not on the same channel as normal people.
In this case, no matter how much truth is said, it will not help.
"Actually, I wanted to kill you."
The Lord of Tiankeng looked at Liu Lang, and slowly said, "However, seeing that you can crack this large killing array more than half in a short period of time, I decided to let you make a living."
"Leave me a way out?"
Liu Lang asked calmly, "I don't know what kind of life it is?"
"As long as you teach me the method of breaking the formation, I will send you out of the tiankeng. From then on, you and me will not violate the river." The master of the tiankeng said lightly.
"This great killing formation was not made by the master of the sinkhole!"
Liu Lang perceives a problem sensitively.
He always thought that in this tiankeng, the owner of the tiankeng had the final say. Looking at it now, there is still some independent space in the tiankeng. Thinking of this, Liu Lang's heart moved.
Previously, he had been worried that Lan Qi had already been murdered, but now, this is not the case.
Lan Qi is at the center of the killing and attacking formation. The Lord of the Tiankeng does not understand the method of breaking the formation, and the two sides have probably not contacted.
"The method of breaking the formation can teach you, but I'm afraid you won't learn it." Seeing the Lord of Tiankeng, looking at himself expectantly, Liu Lang shrugged and said.
"In this world, there are really not many things I can't learn. You can tell them." The Lord of Tiankeng was full of confidence in himself.
"In that case, come here, and I will give you a good talk." Liu Lang said pretentiously.
The Lord of Tiankeng didn't doubt that he was there, carrying Peng Zijian and Pei Duhuan and approached Liu Lang.
When the distance was less than ten feet, Liu Lang suddenly shot.
"boom!"
With a sturdy palm printed on the chest of the Lord of the Tiankeng, the black mist body of the Lord of the Tiankeng collapsed instantly.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
Peng Zijian and Pei Duhuan fell to the ground.
However, this fall also fell back to freedom.
The two stood up, moved their muscles and bones, and found that there was nothing serious, and they couldn't help taking a breath.
"Thank you Master Liu!"
"Thank you Master Liu!"
The two hurriedly saluted Liu Lang.
They knew very well that once they were struck by the black mist, they would be emptied out of their true essence, spiritual power and vitality, and they would be unharmed. It was a miracle among miracles.
"it's not finished yet."
Liu Lang did not relax his vigilance because of Peng's self-recommendation and Pei Duhuan was rescued. He intuitively told him that if the Lord of the Tiankeng was so easy to deal with, there would not be so many practitioners who would be buried in the Tiankeng.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, the black mist body of the Lord of the Tiankeng reunited dozens of meters away.
"Junior, you successfully angered me!"
The Lord of Tiankeng looked at Liu Lang, gritted his teeth and said.
He never dreamed that Liu Lang dared to calculate him, not to mention that a golden immortal could explode the power of the heavenly sovereign.
"and then?"
Liu Lang said dismissively.
There are so many people he has irritated, and he still stands here in a good manner.
"Then I decided to kill you!"
After speaking, the Lord of Tiankeng rushed towards Liu Lang suddenly.
However, before he could really approach Liu Lang, he was shocked back.
Because Liu Lang had already turned the Heavenless Sacred Stele into an invisible restraint. He stood in front of him. Through the previous fight, Liu Lang has understood that it is impossible to defeat by physical strength alone to draw people’s true essence and spiritual power. , And the black mist of the power of blood.
The only thing around him that can restrain the black fog is the Holy Vessel without Heaven.
"hiss……"
The Lord of the Tiankeng who was shocked back took a breath of air, and his black mist body was dimmed after just one collision. Now, he finally understood why the puppets sent before had failed.
"With just a touch of divine knowledge, controlling a black mist clone, you want to kill me? Wake up!"
Liu Lang took advantage of the situation to keep up, manipulating the Heavenless Sacred Stele, which was hard to see with the naked eye, and slashed according to the Lord of Tiankeng.
After a few rounds, the black mist body of the Lord of Tiankeng was on the verge of collapse.
Realizing that it was not Liu Lang's opponent, the Lord of Tiankeng gritted his teeth, and that touch of divine consciousness escaped from the black mist and fled to the distance.
Divine consciousness is a part of Divine Soul, if this touch of Divine Consciousness is destroyed, Divine Soul will also be damaged.
Without the maintenance of divine consciousness, the black mist instantly loses its human form. However, the black mist has the instinct to swallow the true essence, spiritual power, and the power of qi and blood. Therefore, even if there is no one to command, the black mist still impacts the true essence and spirit of the scene. Power, the strongest Liu Lang.
As a result, Liu Lang could only watch, that touch of divine knowledge flew farther and farther.