Psychics don't die from gunfire

Crack.

Suddenly, a slight tearing sound resounded from heaven and earth, interrupting the two sides who were ready to fight.

The god sitting on the cloud and the coiled dragon looked at one place suddenly.

A blue crack appeared in the air, and a burly man with five-colored mist stepped out, followed by a beautiful woman with a cold expression and sheathed her sword.

"Five Phases Rotation", Wang Chenlie.

"Quiet Abyss Still Water", He Xuan.

The two generals of the Beiting Defense Line, the crack just now was caused by He Xuan's spiritual power, and her [Balance] field was "space".

However, at this moment, the god and the dragon's sight did not stay on these two generals at all, they looked behind them in disbelief.

It was a middle-aged man in a cloak military uniform.

His physique was not as burly as Wang Chenlie, and he could only be barely considered strong.

His temperament was not as cold and unstoppable as He Xuan, but rather a kind of neutral and peaceful.

The man walked out of the crack and took off his military cap. Wang Chenlie, who was standing beside him, took it over immediately.

He stopped.

"You have been in seclusion for a long time."

The man smiled.

"When you are very quiet, you want to move. Come out for a walk."

In the body of Panlong, before Chu Tonglu and others could react, Song Shi stood up suddenly.

With the help of the vision shared by Xu Yudu, the young man stared at the other party closely, with a strong eagerness in his eyes: "That is... That is——"

Beiting Defense Line.

Grand Marshal.

Visit this place in person.

Chu Tonglu was shocked.

As a person of Donglu with a good family background, especially a psychic who has obtained the third ring of psychic power and can be called a strong hand, he clearly understands what the three words "Grand Marshal" mean.

——But now, what shocked him even more was.

From the moment he saw the other party appear, the dragon body and the spiritual energy brewing on it began to operate almost crazily!

That was a scene that had never appeared when facing Feng Lian. It was as if this fifth ring [Transcendence] decided to go all out without hesitation and burn his boats!

It was as if, if he didn't do this,

there would be no chance of winning at all.

"Do you want to interfere in our affairs?"

The god who had been sitting upright since his appearance slowly stood up.

As he stood up, the heavenly soldiers and generals, Taoist officials and spirit beasts who were determined to slay the dragon all gave up their original actions, their spiritual energy kept churning, and they were ready to fight, showing a majestic and surging momentum, and all looked at the man in front.

On both sides of the Grand Marshal, Wang Chenlie on one side had his eyes and nose closed, his nose and mouth closed, and his mouth was concerned, holding his military cap meticulously, while He Xuan lowered his eyes and stood on the other side with a sword in his arms, without saying a word.

"We are the Pan-Eastern Continental Union."

After saying this, the Grand Marshal's sight moved away from the other party and swept around.

In the few short breaths after the "Grand Marshal" appeared, a new terrifying spiritual energy fluctuation emerged in the Eastern Continental Republic. An eight-armed demon with a height of more than a thousand meters and a mighty power like a prison stood on the ground, staring at the former with great solemnity.

It was the head of the Da Cang Lin family, another fifth ring of the Eastern Continental Republic and a first-class family.

In the territory of the Council of Knowledge, beside the [Corrector] Ruan Fa, a data incarnation quickly condensed and appeared. It was the Saint Sect of the Information Technology Institute, [Observer] Shiquanwei.

In the Four Brilliant Heavens, except for the "White Brilliant" leader who was still in seclusion, the three leaders of "Green Brilliant", "Black Brilliant" and "Red Brilliant" all arrived, and their originally interested expressions became even more excited.

And farther away.

——A place outside the Pan-Eastern Continental Union.

The ice and frost that used to be in the Rockal Plains had long since melted away, replaced by fertile soil and abundant solar resources.

In the vast sunlight, a majestic metropolis stood in the light, with sky rails circulating, tall buildings standing tall, and prosperity, just like the great kingdom of the sun god in the Rockal mythology.

The only difference from the past was that a ray of light that ordinary people could not see was rising from the city, reaching the sky and the earth.

A middle-aged man stood quietly in the sky under the scorching sun, and his handsome face still had a paleness like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

He and Panlong formed a faint resonance, so his sight spanned thousands of kilometers and fell on the land of Nari County.

In the palm of the man's raised hand, the halo of spiritual energy swayed and turned, giving people an inexplicable illusion, as if even the boundary between "life" and "death" could be reversed.

"Hmm?"

Noticing the sight of the corporate alliance, the Grand Marshal uttered a sigh, and there was a hint of surprise on his brows.

But he didn't pay attention for too long. His sweeping sight finally settled on the Panlong that covered the sky in front of him.

"Xu Yudu." The Grand Marshal said slowly: "The Pan-Eastern Continental Union is not a place you can come and go at will."

Xu Yudu didn't answer at all. He just raised his spiritual energy to the limit, and even continued to burst out towards the "limit" above the limit!

"Don't talk? Well, that suits my heart."

The Grand Marshal nodded and smiled indifferently.

"The fifth ring is passing through. No matter what, take my punch first, and then talk about other things."

At the same time as the calm tone, a hand reached out.

It was an ordinary right hand that was not smooth or rough.

Five fingers together, tightened, and clenched into a fist.

Just like the instructor in the boxing gym demonstrating to the students, the movements were neither slow nor fast. Some of them were just after thousands of trials and tribulations, and every even the most subtle movements were clear in mind, with a unique beauty of extreme familiarity.

Inside Xu Yudu's body, Chu Tonglu's eyes suddenly darkened. The overly powerful spiritual energy fluctuations were like a giant passing through the sky, squeezing all the extraordinary senses. He subconsciously wanted to scream, but even the sound was not allowed.

As if a strong storm swept through, the crown of the god was suddenly lifted up, revealing the face underneath that was light and dark.

Those arrays of heavenly soldiers and generals standing in the clouds, covering the sky and the earth, were like frost under the scorching sun. They did not make any effective resistance and melted along with the clouds under their feet.

The Panlong, which was entrenched in the four fields and eight wastelands, raised its head with all its strength. In a trance, all the colors in the world before its eyes disappeared, leaving only a fist that held the world in its palm.

It was just a simple punch, but at this moment, everyone had the same feeling, that the winding dragon for dozens of miles was much smaller.

A line of mighty divine light suddenly bloomed and lit up between heaven and earth, and then expanded at a high speed. The pure blazing white light filled all vision until it slowly faded away after a long time.

Huh——

The black rainstorm that once seemed to be about to fall from the sky disappeared.

Ten thousand acres of blue waves, spotless, a line of bright sunlight fell from above, slowly passing through Nari County.

"The opponent is quite powerful."

The Grand Marshal looked at the empty front, then looked at the palm of his hand, and said to himself: "He took advantage of my punch and ran away."

"Alas."

He sighed.

"No way."