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But the immortal on the side was obviously not so comfortable.
In the balance space, the same perception and damage were applied to his body exactly the same, and of course, it was also the same part.
Only in this part, the immortal is more fragile than Jiang Lu.
The immortal's expression changed, he screamed and stepped up to his feet, reaching out to cover his weak points with a very frightened expression.
"Hmph, hum, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing me roaring a a pained roaring a snarling a snarling a snarling a snarling cry of pain.
Seeing that the attack was effective, Jiang Lu did not stop there. Instead, he increased his strength and pointed the quenching spearhead directly at the immortal:
"Isn't this enough? It seems you are not as powerful as I thought."
The immortal was sweating profusely, and his eyebrows were filled with shock.
"You crazy person!"
Jiang Lu shrugged: "How can you blame others because your skills are inferior to others?"
"You call this inferior skills?!"
Although Jiang Lu was burned, the burning sensation caused by the holy flames and the piercing pain caused by the bullets were real.
This made the immortal begin to tear his clothes uncontrollably in order to cool down.
Although he knew in his heart that Jiang Lu wouldn't move and his feelings wouldn't change no matter what he did, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't care less at this time, just to seek some mental comfort.
After tearing open his pants, the immortal was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Lu glanced at it from a distance and couldn't help but frown.
This damage to Jiang Bao was nothing, but the same damage caused irreversible damage to the opponent's foundation.
Although it was not completely burned, the immortal's foundation was completely devoid of energy at this time.
Jiang Lu didn't know what color it was originally. He only knew that what he saw at this time looked like a burnt black pigskin that had been drifted by a flamethrower. It was shriveled and wrinkled, hanging there, looking a little pitiful.
Not only that, but from time to time, a big bubble appeared on its surface, and then exploded, like exploding popcorn, causing it to sway left and right and crackle.
The immortal wanted to pick it up with his hands, but he didn't dare, for fear that it would fall off if he touched it.
Seeing that the proof that he was a man was gradually fading away, even though he was all-powerful in the past, he was still helpless and felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair for the first time.
In the end, all the immortal could do was to look up to the sky and sigh, tears streaking across the corners of his eyes, and then let the pain and despair overwhelm him, destroying his will, and finally fell to his knees under the pain that touched his soul, losing any resistance. Ability.
Just like all the explosive boys, they can't use their strength and have no intention of using it at all.
Jiang Lu looked at the other person's, then looked down at his own, feeling suddenly happy.
"It has to be me."
As the saying goes, if you build your happiness on the pain of others, you will get twice the happiness, and if you build your confidence on the inferiority of others, you will naturally get double the self-confidence.
Out of pride in the evil god's foundation, Jiang Lu's happiness and self-confidence were unprecedentedly high.
But new questions also filled his mind.
Let’s just say, why haven’t we seen this efficient and fast method in relevant information before?
Why do the protagonists of fantasy novels never pick out birds when they fight?
This is a pain that goes straight to the soul that even an immortal cannot bear.
It can only be said that the imagination of predecessors still has limitations of the times.
The immortal, whose body was weak and whose limbs were limp, lay on the ground like a toad with his eyes closed tightly. He was fighting fiercely with himself in the spiritual platform, trying to defeat this natural protection engraved in his DNA. measures and stress responses.
Suddenly, there was a burning sensation on my head.
The immortal knew without looking that Jiang Lu was approaching.
His foundation, like the Sword of Damocles, hangs over his head and may be cut off at any time.
Perhaps, he thought he had a sure win...the immortal thought so.
As expected, Jiang Lu's indifferent voice came from above:
“Once your foundation is burned, you will have an extra weakness. As long as I use the Holy Flame to penetrate the hole and add a few bullets, my prostate system will be fine, but yours will definitely be destroyed.
By then, even if you try to rebuild your body, it will be useless. There will be a huge gap in your body, and your soul will become permanently damaged."
Jiang Lu was very despicable. In line with the idea of making the best use of everything, he made the parts that were completely covered by the Evil God's foundation the targets of attack, and the systems that were integrated into the system were all part of his game plan.
Trading his prostate prowess for the immortal's prostate explosion seemed to him to be a sure-profit deal.
"hehe..."
The immortal was unwilling, but helplessly said with grief and anger:
"I will never let you defeat me in this way. At worst, I will stop being a man..."
The next moment, Jiang Lu's ankle was pinched violently by the immortal.
He didn't expect that at this time, the immortal would still have the strength to resist.
But Jiang Lu was holding a gun in his left hand and a hair in his right hand. He couldn't move his hand and even shook it several times without shaking it away.
"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"
Jiang Lu became angry from embarrassment, increased the movements of his hands, and began to attack his prostate violently.
"Uh!" The immortal groaned, then slowly raised his head, with endless anger and resentment in his eyes: "It's useless! It's useless, it's useless, it's useless!!"
As he spoke, he stood up with difficulty and waved his hand under Jiang Lu's shocked gaze.
The charred black object drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell to the ground, bouncing a few times.
However, Jiang Lu did not pay attention to such a thing, but thought that the immortal had done something to him, and anxiously felt around his body to see if any parts were missing.
"what have you done?!"
he growled and demanded.
"I have cut off the root of my troubles..." The immortal's eyes gradually became clear.
Jiang Lu was stunned and looked down at the ground: "Where is it?"
Just after he asked, he finally saw a piece of something full of holes, which looked like a black glue pipe after being burnt.
"How did it become like this?" Jiang Lu took a breath of cold air.
"This is all thanks to you, bastard!"
The immortal roared, and then cut off his arm like a brave man, tearing off a shriveled piece.
Jiang Lu's eyelids twitched: "What kind of cunt thing?"
"You are such a beast!" The immortal beat his chest in hatred: "This is my prostate!!"
"Brilliant."
Now it was Jiang Lu's turn to sweat. He didn't expect the immortal to be so cruel. In order not to be checked by him, he actually castrated himself directly, and the castration was very thorough.
Without his weakness, Jiang Lu's advantages would naturally disappear.
So there is no point in burning his own Jiang Bao now. Thinking of this, Jiang Lu put away his weapons.
"Burn it, why don't you burn it?!" The immortal got up from the ground and gritted his teeth.
"No...I don't want to burn it." Jiang Lu turned his head away awkwardly.
Just when Jiang Lu was thinking about how to break the situation, he suddenly noticed something, and at the same time, he felt a strange feeling in his body.
"Hey, why did you grow it again?" Jiang Lu asked in surprise.
The immortal looked down in surprise, then covered his crotch in panic.
"I was so fucked that my intestines leaked."
"Fuck!" Jiang Lu suddenly realized: "I mean, I feel like someone is touching my intestines!"
The feeling of the intestines moving around in the body was naturally uncomfortable, but Jiang Lu didn't say much. At least compared to the other party, the current situation was still within the acceptable range for him.
After stuffing the intestines into his stomach, the immortal used a secret method to seal the gap in his lower body, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Jiang Lu, wishing he could tear the person in front of him into pieces.
The terrifying look in his eyes made Jiang Lu swallow his saliva, and said sarcastically: "Don't worry, wait until I think about whether there is any way to kill you."
But when the immortal heard this, not only was he not angry, but he suddenly felt relieved.
He had thought of something.
"Haha, I'm so stupid. This kind of secret technique to open a different space must be very expensive. I don't need to worry at all. As long as we wait quietly, we will be forced to leave here sooner or later."
As he said that, he patted Jiang Lu's face with the hand that had just been used to remove his intestines and had not yet been washed, and showed the same gentle smile as when he appeared in front of everyone in the Bailiu Sect:
"I'm not in a hurry. Just wait. You won't survive after we get out."
broken! Found!
Jiang Lu was shocked.
The equal-weight balance does have a time limit of one hour, and the two individuals inside will passively leave after that point. This is also the reason why Jiang Lu and the corpse were able to leave smoothly after they lost the ability to move due to forced balance.
Although he never thought about solving the other party here from the beginning, after the other party realizes this, he will be more mentally prepared and lose the sense of urgency brought by the unknown, so as to weaken his purpose as much as possible It will be a hundred times more difficult.
He is self-harming while the other side is healing himself. As long as he only concentrates on doing this from beginning to end and is not distracted by anything, then his conspiracy will be considered a complete failure.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lu decided to do something.
He suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Oh, you are thinking too much, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"
"Damn it..." Jiang Lu frowned again: "As expected of an immortal, is it so hard to deceive?"
"..."
The immortal was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He just wanted to brew his murderous intention alone and wait quietly for the balance space to open again: "Besides this trick, you don't have any other tricks, right? Just wait and die."
I have to say that without the root of trouble, speaking will be tough.
The immortal was thinking about how to kill Jiang Lu without any injuries, so when he encountered a threat, his first thought was to avoid the fight. But now, he had taken out the whole piece and thrown it away, so naturally there was no such thing. Worried.
The mentality of an immortal is already invincible!
But just when the immortal said these words and was about to go to the side to do it, no matter how hard Jiang Lu tried to make sure that his strength would no longer be damaged, he suddenly noticed something.