I'm not immortal

Chapter 878 Dragon
A huge thunder dragon hovered next to the boy in white, majestic and domineering, emitting heart-stopping fluctuations, like a king coming to the world, looking down on the world.

"Roar!"

The Thunder Dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and a terrifying breath of thunder swept through the void. The Thunder Dragon opened its bloody mouth and spit out thick streaks of thunder.

Shooting towards the area where Jiang Qi was, every ray of lightning contained destructive power, and the void was torn apart.

Jiang Qi's eyes narrowed, and there was also a bright silver light emanating from his body.

Transformed into a group of silver-armored warriors to guard the surroundings, these silver-armored warriors are wearing armor, like a copper wall and an iron wall. They are bathed in lightning and have amazing defensive power.

"Boom." A series of violent explosions sounded, and streaks of silver light continued to annihilate.

Those silver-armored warriors could not withstand the lightning attack and gradually shattered.

Jiang Qi's heart trembled and he waved his arms violently.

Those broken silver-armored warriors quickly condensed and guarded him again, preventing the thunder from approaching.

When the boy in white saw this scene, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he flicked the strings with his fingers.

Another streak of thunder light shot out, each one carrying powerful thunder attribute power.

The space was filled with a destructive aura, as if it was about to be destroyed.

"Pfft."

"Ah." Screams came one after another, and those lightning beams shot into the body of the silver-armored warrior.

Thunder raged, and the body of the silver-armored warrior was instantly destroyed and turned into pieces.

However, I saw those fragments condensed together again, as if they were alive.

"It's really tricky. We have to find a way to crack it."

Jiang Qi murmured. He knew that the young man in white would not hold back, so he did not dare to hesitate.

He immediately activated the Nine-turn Star Art, and wisps of brilliant star light fell down from his body, enveloping him in it.

When the starlight fell on Jiang Qi, those thunder lights touched the starlight.

It was like encountering a nemesis, unable to penetrate and perfectly isolated.

"How could it be?" The young man in white looked stunned for a moment. What kind of treasure are these shining stars?
Jiang Qi ignored the boy in white and rushed towards the boy in white.

Both palms blasted out at the same time, and two palm prints mixed with the terrifying power of thunder rules smashed towards the young man in white with tremendous power.

However, an icy coldness flashed through the eyes of the boy in white.

He raised his fist and blasted out towards the two palm prints. Their attacks collided with each other, making a roaring sound, and the aftermath swept out, setting off a billowing storm of sand and dust.

"Is this guy still human?"

Jiang Qi was shocked and speechless. With his strength, he was enough to crush existences of the same level.

However, the young man in white in front of him actually blocked his attack with only his physical body. This was simply shocking.

"Is this all you have?" The boy in white looked at Jiang Qi indifferently.

"It really disappoints me."

Jiang Qi's eyes suddenly became sharper, and the aura in his body rose to an extreme.

A manic and terrifying fire power emerged around him.

The space behind him suddenly burst into flames, and his body seemed to turn into a sharp sword, piercing the sky.

"Die." Jiang Qi shouted angrily, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the boy in white.

"It's a small skill." The young man in white looked very proud, and he spread his palms, and a long black stick appeared in his hands. This long stick is black in color, and is covered with ancient lines, revealing a hint of vicissitudes of life, and appears to be extremely solid.

"clang."

The young man in white raised the long stick in his hand and slashed forward. In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out from the long stick.

One after another, terrifying gun shadows roared out, overwhelming Jiang Qi, and the friction between the gun shadows and the space created fiery sparks.

Jiang Qi stared forward, with a flash of edge in his eyes, and took a step forward.

Both palms were pushed out, and a huge monster beast jumped out from the palms, roaring and killing.

The phantom of the monster and the shadow of the gun collided together, making a clanging sound and sparks flying.

"So tough." Jiang Qi's face was slightly stiff. In this confrontation, he was obviously at a disadvantage. The person opposite was far stronger than him.

The young man in white looked at Jiang Qi, with a hint of joking in his eyes, and said sarcastically: "So this is your support. It seems that it is too weak."

After that, the young man in white continued to attack with a long stick in his hand. Every blow was so sharp and powerful that Jiang Qi retreated steadily and could not resist it at all.

"As expected of the Holy Son." Jiang Qi sighed secretly, and then looked at the other battlefields.

There was one person who had the upper hand and was killing others crazily. It was obviously the man he had arranged.

This person's name is Zhao Yang, and he is a person sent by the royal family. He is extremely powerful. Although he is only at the second level of Emperor Yuan, he can compete with the martial arts cultivators at the third level of Emperor Yuan.

"Bang!" Jiang Qi was so shocked that he stumbled backwards, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned slightly pale. He raised his head and looked at the young man in white, with a dignified look on his brows.

He had tried his best just now, but he still couldn't hurt the other party at all. On the contrary, he was still traumatized.

"Since you can't show your full strength, then it's my turn." The boy in white said loudly before he finished speaking.

His body suddenly disappeared on the spot, and an afterimage flickered, appearing above Jiang Qi's head in an instant.

"Boom!"

Along with a dull sound, an extremely dark long stick slammed down.

Containing huge power, Jiang Qi felt as if a towering mountain appeared above his head, trying to suppress him.

His expression changed, and he slapped his palm fiercely, releasing a palm print from his palm.

The palm print and the long stick struck together, and a sharp and harsh sound came out. The palm print instantly collapsed and shattered, and the long stick still fell downwards, like a mountain bearing down on top.

Jiang Qi's heart twitched suddenly, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes. He moved quickly, trying to avoid the long stick, but the long stick seemed to have locked onto him and pursued him closely.

"Boom!"

Another extremely dull sound came out, and Jiang Qi's body was blasted thousands of meters away. A large piece of his chest was sunken. He spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath was weak, and his face was as white as paper.

The young man in white stood in the void, overlooking Jiang Qi lying in the ruins, and said, "Do you want to admit defeat?"

Jiang Qi got up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

There was a hint of crazy obsession in his eyes. How could he, a top figure in the Eight Desolate Regions of Xianling City, give in so easily?

"Come again." Jiang Qi shouted with a loud voice, and his body burst out again. His figure was like a ghost, drawing strange arcs in the void.

The speed is extremely fast, giving people a sense of erraticness.

"Huh?" The boy in white frowned, seeming a little surprised.

The move he just made was already considered a very superb move, but Jiang Qi was still able to dodge it, and his speed seemed to be faster. What was going on?

(End of this chapter)