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Chapter 386 The Indian State Team Destroyed Again

Chen Ping explained, flags flew out, and without knowing it, they enveloped all nine bald heads and monsters. When the last flag fell, Chen Ping raised his hand and made a thunder in his palm. With a bang, the fog in the field suddenly rose, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

"not good!"

"What's going on?"

The nine bald heads suddenly felt a great threat, but under the siege of the monsters, they could not spare their hands to check, and these kung fu were already deadly.

It was a particularly strange feeling. In the fog, all the magical powers of peeping and detecting were greatly weakened. Neither the eyes nor the mental power could penetrate three or five meters away. Although nine of them were only a radius of hundreds of feet, an inexplicable sense of isolation arose.

I don’t know who roared first and began to attack the white fog. However, when they attacked, the fog was spiritual and dispersed on its own, making it difficult to hurt it at all. However, after the fog that dispersed, the fog was still as vast as endless. No one of the companions who were close to him saw.

Not only that, as the descendants of God, their connection with their respective gods is gradually weakening, which forces them to constantly stimulate strength and draw more divine power from their own source of power. But that feeling, the feeling of tightening the ropes on their necks, is so uncomfortable.

In their eyes, the sky became so strange, and the blue and white chaotic clouds wandered on their heads like living things, pressing down little by little.

"This world, this world is closing!" Balji shouted.

"What kind of magic is this!"

In this circle, the heaven and earth are closing, the sky is hanging low, and the earth is rising. Although there is still a distance between the heaven and earth, the strong pressure has been added. Not only the nine bald heads felt it, but even the monsters felt oppression, which made their offensive even more violent and fierce.

"Is this the case?" Ming Yanwei looked at the scene below and said in surprise.

"That's right, it's this formation." Chen Ping chanted lightly: "Life and death are dark and bright, and the dust of both worlds is like dust."

"The formation map was brought by the Saint Fuxi after the end of the Avatar world. It happened that the innate Qi Taiqing divine talisman was also in my hands. Although it was not very perfect, with my five-color divine light and Tai Chi diagram concealed the secrets of heaven, it should be only stronger than the original ones. The backer behind these nine bald heads is not simple, and I don't want to lead Shiva down too. Although I am not afraid of his arrival now, if the superior god enters this world, the destruction of this world is inevitable, and only this method is appropriate."

As he said that, five rays of different colors appeared behind Chen Ping. In each ray of light, a small flag was dancing in it. When the five rays reached their peak, a peacock's virtual image was generated behind him, and the tail screen was brushed down. After a moment, nine more crystals were added in his hand.

"Here, the nine of them are fragments of the divine nature."

The three teams in the Indianzhou were wiped out again, and the cause of death was unknown.
Chapter completed!
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