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Chapter 492 Gate of Hell(2/2)

They set up a trap on the ground and let the few spiritually awakened people and fantasy types cover it up.
As long as Lin An lands on the ground, he will kill someone.
They will have a chance to strike back violently!
While he was still thinking of counterattack, Zhao Gang, who had the ability to become invisible, was leading his confidants, whispering over and over again:
"Master Lin An... we didn't scold you... I didn't want to join the war either..."
"Kill them... don't kill me..."
"Can't see me...can't see me..."
Zhao Gang looks like a physical type, but he is actually a rare spiritual type.
He touched his bald head and withdrew his mental perception with a pale face.
He didn't know whether Don't mess with En or not.
but.
Under his mental perception, Lin An standing in mid-air was like a violent sun, and the radiating mental power frightened him.
Lin An's strength was not consumed at all!
In other words, the first time he took action before, it was not at all his full strength.
I just don’t know why Lin An hasn’t taken action yet, and I don’t know what is brewing.
Looking at the countless voices mocking Wanhe Palace in the chat channel, Zhao Gang simply ignored them.
It's him, it's not you who beat Lin An!
I want to fuck you!
Just when the survivors in the Chinese war zone were making various speculations and wondering whether Lin An had no solution, a sudden change occurred.
In mid-air, Lin An suddenly closed his eyes, and a strong chill suddenly burst out from his whole body.
Zhao Gang, who was hiding far away, sensed the rise of strong resentment and was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his mental power and remained motionless.
coming!
Lin An is about to take action!
At this moment, the team of Awakeners hiding in another place were cheering each other on.
With their weak mental strength, they only felt that the air around them seemed to have become much colder. 0
"Chairman Lin's method still works. Look at Lin An! He doesn't even dare to move. He must be afraid that he will be killed by our concentrated fire as soon as he lands on the ground!"
Looking at Lin An who suddenly closed his eyes in the picture, Lin Yumin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Lin An really couldn't do anything to them.
If it drags on, time is on their side.
As long as Lin An couldn't help but attack one spot, they would have a chance to take advantage of the chaos and lock him in instantly!
However, almost the moment he was relieved, the scene on the screen suddenly changed.
"Legion of the Undead!"
After drinking it coldly, the resentment stored in the Death Crystal surged out, almost condensing the surrounding air into ice.
The darkness that blocked out the sun enveloped the entire sky of Wanhe Palace, and a bronze door to hell slowly opened behind Lin An.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Thousands of ghosts scream.
sky.
Went out.

Chapter completed!
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