Li Lingtian was in a dilemma. If he could not defeat the bloody figure, he would not be able to defeat Berserker!
This way, he would not be able to bring Qian Kong back!
"Right! No matter how strong the blood-red figure was, it was still a soul, not a physical body! I can use lightning to deal with it!"
Suddenly, Li Lingtian thought of this and his eyes lit up in excitement.
That's right. No matter how strong and powerful that blood-colored figure was, it was still just a soul body. In fact, it could not even be considered a soul body. It was just an illusion formed by resentment and evil qi. It was not a physical body at all!
And to deal with such evil and resentful things, lightning was the best choice!
With that thought in mind, Li Lingtian leaped into the air and waved his hands. Dozens of dark clouds appeared above him.
"Boom!"
"Crackle!"
