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As soon as Nan Lingâs voice fell, a thunderous voice sounded in everyoneâs divine sense sea. Everyoneâs minds buzzed at this moment, as if countless needles were pricking them and could explode at any time. Even Nan Ling was affected by this divine sense attack and could not help but curse, âBastard, are you trying to destroy Huang City? Bastard!â
At this moment, even the power of the five Divine Realm experts in Huang City was actually unable to resist a divine sense attack. This was a mental attack that only Divine Realm experts would have. It was directly aimed at a personâs divine sense sea. Once they could not withstand it, they would collapse. At best, they would be delirious, and at worst, they would die.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, ordinary Divine Realm experts would definitely not take such an attack unless they were very confident. After all, the level of a personâs mental strength was not necessarily proportional to their divine power. Once their mental strength was inferior to others and they suffered a backlash, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ming Guangâs spiritual power was famous in the 33 Heavens. Coupled with his status, he had never looked down on anyone from the Central Continent. He had indeed used such a powerful spiritual attack to make Huang City suffer.
Pop!
An earth-shattering sound rang out. From the ground of Huang City, an energy barrier that was like transparent water waves rushed into the sky. At the same time that it enveloped Huang City, a huge amount of energy crashed fiercely towards the attacker in the sky. Under the backlash of the powerful force, a muffled groan came from the sky!
âMing Guang, are you crazy? Arenât you afraid of losing the dignity of the strong? You actually attacked some innocent people! Bastard, youâre really unworthy of being the King of Light of the Spirit God Race.â
In Huang City, a clear voice sounded. Three figures rose from the ground. Standing in front was a young person in fiery red armor. She was exceptionally beautiful and had a pair of pitch-black glass eyes. When Nan Ling saw her, it was as if he had seen Beiting Huang. He was instantly overjoyed. Behind her were two silver-armored youths who were like war gods, guarding the young person in front firmly.
âShe has someone to protect her, but my Little Ninth doesnât have anyone to protect her. All along, she has been thinking of ways to protect the people around her!â Nan Ling sighed in his heart and missed Beiting Huang even more.
âXu Xiaomo, itâs actually you, Chi Fei, and Chi Lan. Why are you here?â In the sky, Ming Guang, who had suffered a blow from Xu Xiaomo, was very uncomfortable. Xu Xiaomoâs strength was not inferior to his at all, and Xu Xiaomoâs attack was too ferocious and sudden, making it almost difficult for him to parry. Ming Guangâs face was gloomy as he sneered. âSince when did the little princess become a saintess and start paying attention to the lives of these ants?â
Xu Xiaomo looked at the people on the ground who were running for their lives. Her beautiful brows frowned fiercely, and a flame of anger burned in her eyes. In her right hand, a thorny claw had already appeared and pointed mercilessly at Ming Guang, âMing Guang, you actually dare to attack my brotherâs people. Today, even if you are Ming Hongâs favorite son, your life must be sacrificed here, you bastard!â
Facing the four Venerables and Nan Ling, Ming Guang could mock and despise them without taking them seriously. However, at this moment, Xu Xiaomo was the one who questioned and criticized him. Ming Guang couldnât brush her off. Xu Xiaomoâs temper was famous for being bad among the few large factions in the 33 Heavens. She acted wantonly. Helpless, she had an extremely impressive and awesome father and an especially protective uncle from the Sacred Wind Heavenly Region.