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Chapter 1608 Transformation

From the appearance to the action, the storyteller always gave everyone a feeling of being reclusive and overhauling, and it was unfathomable. As a result, he was attacked and worshiped from all directions and fell to the ground.

This reversal happened so fast that Jun Changxiao and the various warriors almost fell to the ground.

"The peak truth-seeking realm?"

The expression on Gongsun Ruoli's face became wonderful.

That’s not right!

It seemed unfathomable just now, why is Toufa's aura not as strong as his own now?

"Depend on!"

Jun Changxiao collapsed and said: "The decent skill this guy is talking about is not sticking two green onions in his nose to pretend to be an elephant, right?"

"Change me!"

"Me too!"

Back then, Gou Sheng went to the Alchemy Hall and spent 500 reputation points to buy a bluff suit. It was simply a lie, and he was by no means weaker than others.

Why doesn't it work?

If someone comes from the astral world and shows off, they are ruining the situation.

If you use it as a pretense, unless you have such overwhelming momentum, your secret will definitely be exposed immediately in a real fight.

not to mention.

Even if you can disguise yourself as a master in the bluffing suit, how can you disguise yourself as a strong person in the third step?

Therefore, the use of such props for deception depends on the occasion. If used indiscriminately, the end result will be the same as that of a storyteller.

certainly.

It is already good for a storyteller to reach the peak of truth-seeking realm.

But the upper world is in danger at the moment, and a strong man of this level obviously cannot create miracles, let alone become a savior.

"Damn it!"

The eyes of the general standing in mid-air gradually showed anger.

When the storyteller appeared, he regarded him as a strong opponent, but in the end he was deliberately playing a trick on himself!

"die!"

“Hoo ho!

The general raised his hand angrily, gathering the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, and blasted towards the sunken earth like a cannonball.

"Boom boom boom!"

The power carrying rage bombarded the ground again and again, and the depression continued to extend.

"..."

Jun Changxiao and the warriors from all walks of life twitched their mouths.

Since the storyteller is not in the Heavenly Mystery Realm, if he is bombarded in such a crazy way, he will definitely end up in a miserable state!

However, when the general stopped and the dust gathered around him dissipated, he saw that the opponent was still lying in the wider pit, still rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth.

"this……"

Jun Changxiao and others were stunned.

The general also looked in disbelief and said: "How is that possible!"

The true strength of the storyteller has been basically judged by the top experts present, but it is really incredible that he can survive a round of bombardment without any harm!

unless……

Is this guy durable?

"boom!"

"boom!"

The general continued to gather strength to bombard, the heaven and earth spiritual energy roared, and the space was stirred and gradually collapsed.

After a while, the storyteller was still lying in the pit. Although he looked a little miserable, he still looked like... an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

"impossible!"

The general roared angrily: "Absolutely impossible!"

This guy's strength is obviously far inferior to his own, and it's easy to kill him, but why does he remain strong despite being blasted for so long?

"Why."

At this moment, the storyteller stood up from the pit.

He first shook off the dirt, flew out, sat cross-legged on the ground and summoned a small table.

"Crack!"

The gavel was put down.

"brush!"

The feather fan swayed slightly.

After a short preparation, the storyteller spoke in a pretentious tone: "Speaking of which, a long, long time ago, the upper world first opened, the heaven and the earth withered, and the first batch of creatures were born..."

"..."

Jun Changxiao and the various warriors were speechless.

Brother! Why are you talking about books at this critical moment?

"Understood!"

The general seemed to have an enlightenment and sneered: "If I am not wrong, general, you should be delaying time on purpose."

The storyteller's eyes swayed slightly, apparently his thoughts had been guessed.

"but."

The general said calmly: "To be able to withstand so many bombardments and still stand up, your strength should not be so weak. Could it be that... you are not me?"

Not me?

Jun Changxiao was stunned.

"Why."

The storyteller shook his head and said, "Have you been discovered?"

"That's right."

He frankly confessed: "This is just an incarnation of mine. Because of my attachment to my homeland, I left it in the upper world."

I'm going!

It’s a bit exciting!

Jun Changxiao and other warriors were dumbfounded.

They thought this guy was a bluffing liar, but they didn't expect the plot to take another turn!

"Tsk, tsk."

The general said: "An incarnation has such a level of cultivation. I am very curious about how strong your true self is."

"You'll see it soon," the storyteller said.

The general hugged his hands and said proudly: "Don't let me down."

He had already guessed that the storyteller was deliberately delaying time, probably waiting for the master to arrive. In this case, he would give the upper world a chance to survive.

Although I was ordered to come here this time for revenge, more importantly I wanted to fight against the enemy.

"Don't worry."

The storyteller said: "Baojun is satisfied."



The general insisted on waiting for me to arrive, so the slaves gathered around him and the fighter planes filling the sky never launched an offensive.

The storyteller's time-delaying tactic was successful.

but.

In his heart, he was worried: "It will take some time for me to come to the upper world. I'm afraid this guy won't be able to wait and will take action first to wipe out all living beings."

Why.

Too careless.

If we had known that the intruder was very powerful, we should have come earlier.

The general is waiting for the storyteller, and so are Jun Changxiao and various warriors, hoping that he can save the people from the fire and water.

"Buzz!"

A few hours later, the space suddenly trembled slightly, as if it had been scratched by a sharp sword, with tiny sword marks appearing.

"Hoo ho!"

A special wave of air emerged from the gap, instantly filling the entire upper realm.

I'm here?

The general turned his head to look, his eyes flashing with fighting intent.

The aura that emerged was not strong, but his intuition told him that the strength should be pretty good.

Jun Changxiao and various warriors also locked onto the torn gap, their expressions on their faces extremely serious.

"What's going on?"

The storyteller was stunned.

At this moment, all the warriors present thought that his true form was coming. In fact, he knew best that it would take at least several days to reach the upper realm!

not to mention.

Even if you arrive early, you shouldn't tear apart the space!

"Click!"

"Click!"

The space is constantly torn apart, and the traces are gradually expanding.

"Boohoo!"

Suddenly, three streams of light flew out from the cracked gap, and then stopped in the sky of the upper world. When the light dissipated, a middle-aged man with an honest appearance, a woman with a child in her arms, and a man with a body and a crocodile head appeared.

monster.

Everyone was confused.

Does this storyteller have more than one identity?

Are there men and women, old and young, and are there people who are neither human nor ghosts?

"relatives by marriage."

Crocodile Head, who had just arrived in the upper world, was quite surprised and said: "I didn't expect that the end of the space-time channel is actually connected to a plane!"

"yes."

The middle-aged man said: "It's a bit weird."

Um?

At this moment, he noticed countless fighter planes and dozens of steel warships gathering in the distant sky, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "This thing... looks familiar."

The woman next to her whispered: "Not long after my son was born, similar warships appeared in the mountains and seas, and my husband destroyed them all with an axe."

"Crack!"

The middle-aged man slapped his forehead and said, "I remembered it!"

"The realm of mountains and seas?"

The general's eyes gradually became cold and stern, and he said: "Did you destroy our fourth fleet in the Star Spirit Realm?"


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