Slowly dissipated.

In the center of the explosion, a big pit that seemed to have evaporated appeared.

The edge of the pit,

Someone turned into a black line and rushed to the scene quickly.

The president, Tang Nai, in Tang suit, fell on the edge of the pit with a crutch sword.

The wind blew his white hair,

There was a deep shock in his eyes.

After Tang Nai instructed Wen Ji for some things, he rushed out of the city. As the only city-level dream master in Jiangling City, he naturally had no reason to escape.

He personally went to the front line with the goal of living and dying with Jiangling City.

However, I saw such a shocking scene.

Deep pit center,

The breathing was violently like a blower was blowing.

Zhao Lingyin's fair long legs were covered with black and blue scars. She held the spear and gasped in big mouths.

Sweat profusely, her hands and skin were completely burnt.

The hand holding the Fire God Gun was trembling, and red blood kept dripping from the wound.

Zhang Changlin looked behind her with complexity.

Mid-air.

The face under the white jade priest's mask was a little surprised.

"Blocked?"

"My attack is a real power at the national level. Is it blocked by a girl at the city level?"

Zhao Lingyin's hair was a little burnt, but she didn't care, so she slowly raised her head.

Grinned.

"Come again!"

"How many I can stop!"

Zhao Lingyin's embarrassing and tired face showed sarcasm, "If you lose, you won't lose." Although Zhao Lingyin's IQ is used to change legs,

However, I also know that at this time, I cannot be timid.

The white jade priest laughed.

"You should be Zhao Lingyin, a famous genius in the Great Xia Kingdom, the owner of Infinite Dream Spirit and half-domain, and the apprentice of Ye Zong, the president of the Daxia Dream Master Association."

The White Jade Priest saw through Zhao Lingyin's identity at a glance.

In fact, Zhao Lingyin's identity cannot be faked.

"Since you know my identity... you might as well run away."

Zhao Lingyin held the hot fire spear, pointed the tip of the spear to the ground, and said.

"Why should I run away?"

The priest wearing a white jade mask tilted his head,

He raised his hand, pointed at Zhang Changlin, and smiled and said, "Why do you think he can stop me for so long?"

"A mere dream ferry master is not even a city level..."

"Why do you think he has to stop me for so long?"

Zhao Lingyin, whose IQ has changed, does not understand the deep meaning of the priest's words at all.

Facing the inquiry from the White Jade Priest,

Zhao Lingyin said without hesitation: "You are weak! You are defeated at the national level and you can't even kill instantly. Uncle Changtian Jian comes, and a sword energy will be killed."

White Jade Priest: "…"

Zhang Changlin: “…”

What a direct and heart-wrenching statement.

However, Zhang Changlin, who was covered in blood, did not care about it and was heartbroken. Instead, he was shocked and a hint of shock and urgency flashed in his eyes!

"You are also deliberately delaying time?!" Zhang Changlin growled.

The White Jade Priest laughed again, and it was really hard to pretend to be like a brainless showman...

Fortunately, there is another sensible one.

"I forgot to tell you, my special ability...the perfect strength clone, the clone is the body, and the body is also the clone, and they can all perfectly obtain strength!"

"My body has entered the city, so my clone is naturally to have fun with you."

The white jade priest chuckled.

suddenly,

His laughter stopped.

He suddenly turned his head and looked outside Jiangling city.

He found that outside Jiangling city, it became extremely quiet.

It was quiet, and even a little disappointing.

because,

He discovered that the aura of the fallen god's clone... disappeared!
Chapter completed!