This Dream is Funny - Chapter 283
Ye Zong’s heart was full of shock, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.
He did not expect that the situation would turn out to be like this. When the four gods descended, Ye Zong actually felt a little vague. He even felt that he could not break through to become a demigod. Maybe it was related to the coming of the gods for a long time.
The advent of the gods has affected the portal of becoming a **** that this world has finally opened, making the world’s will feel threatened, so it has become conservative, blocking the portal, making it difficult for the world’s dream transmigrators to touch the breakthrough barriers.
However, Ye Zong did not expect four gods to appear at once, and they were all directed at Du Fang.
The most important thing is that Du Fang was actually pierced by the god, and he was on the verge of death.
This is what Ye Zong didn’t expect the most, because the Fallen Angel hidden in Du Fang’s body is so powerful and miraculous, Ye Zong is very clear, so he feels that Du Fang’s safety is guaranteed.
However, this guarantee did not show its effect. Du Fang was pierced through his body, provoked like a prey, and hung in the air.
The deity’s ridicule and ridicule, like a torrent, constantly enveloped Du Fang.
Ye Zong took a deep breath, and the ghostly armor under his skin began to tremble, surging out from under the skin little by little, turning into a jet-black armor.
The body instantly crashed out of the office and floated in the air.
Looking at the coercion that seemed to pervade the distant battlefield, Ye Zong raised his hand, and inside the office, the sword box flew out and landed on his back.
Glancing at the bottom, the dreamer masters who were alarmed by his movement, Ye Zong smiled: “What should I do? I’ll go out to get some air.”
Ye Zong did not tell what happened to Du Fang. In fact, at this moment, he may be the only Ye Zong who knows what Du Fang has encountered. Because of his peeping eyes, he can always know some things that the world doesn’t know. the truth.
Sometimes, knowing these truths is not luck, but pain.
Carrying the sword box and walking in the air, Ye Zong’s speed is getting faster and faster.
Suddenly, his figure stopped,
Below, is the research institute building.
At the top of the building, Lu Taiheng quietly raised his head, wearing a researcher’s white robe, looking at Ye Zong.
Lu Taiheng knew Ye Zong too well. Although he didn’t know what happened, he could feel unease and panic from Ye Zong’s demeanor.
This is an emotion Ye Zong has never had before.
“Did you fail?” Lu Taiheng asked.
Ye Zong was silent for a moment, then nodded.
“It’s a little bit worse, but failure is failure, and there is no need to make excuses.”
Ye Zong said: “When I return, the armor will be returned to you.”
After he finished speaking, a crimson sword rose into the sky in Ye Zong’s sword box. The surging sword intent, wrapped around Ye Zong’s body, swept across the sky and galloped towards the distance.
Lu Taiheng looked at Ye Zong’s leaving back. His thin body stood at the top of the building, like a sculpture.
It was like, like a needle of Ding Hai Shen.
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The deep sigh lingered in the ears of the true god, making the true **** suddenly feel cold all over.
It was a kind of surrounding space, the feeling of being drained of heat in an instant, the icy cold like a piece of clothing that made him invisible, tightly covering him.
True God’s eyes rolled and fell on Du Fang, who was provoked by him with a golden spear.
The only thing that changed was perhaps Du Fang.
However, what puzzles the true **** is that his weapon has penetrated Du Fang, and the divine power pours into Du Fang’s body along the spear, and will begin to destroy unscrupulously, destroying Du Fang’s vitality, and destroying Du Fang’s body. The structure, in the end, made Du Fang completely dead.
This is the power of the true God, and the greatest use of divine power is not to repair, but to destroy!
spoil everything!
God, this is the most terrible thug!
However, what surprised True God was that his divine power pouring into Du Fang’s body was like a glass of water dripping into the vast ocean, without any fluctuations, and could not damage Du Fang’s body in the slightest.
this feeling,