Chapter 1142 Damn, He Seems to Have Seen Me

The perception of the God Star Clan by Nagris and others is based on Beimao. Although he has a secondary origin body, his strength is just like that, so everyone naturally thinks that the God Star Clan is just like that.

But now a beam of light from Nanmao shows the true strength of the God Star Clan. This beam is not the kind of slow magic, but a beam of light, just like the holy light of a little angel. You have been hit when you see it.

But what is more terrifying than the holy light is that the beam is more condensed and will not spread as the distance increases. From the moment he swung his hand to the moment he hit the target tens of thousands of meters away, the power did not decay at all.

One strike killed a mourning undead soldier, which shows the power of the beam. What kind of attack is this? Is it the power of the origin?

Ang didn't say anything, but the Great Speaker said: "Neither, this is his famous trick - the Southern Crown strike, locked eyes, long-term accumulation of power, terrible power, I have seen him accumulate power for up to 98 seconds before, and one strike blew up such a large plane under his feet."

"Hiss--" Nagris took a breath of cold air. The illusionary rock plane under his feet was not large, with a diameter of only 70 to 80 kilometers, but it exploded with one strike. Isn't this Southern Crown a walking world-destroying array?

Moreover, his Southern Crown strike was not the original power, but a simple energy beam, that is, he was purely suppressing people with force, which means that he has great power.

The most terrifying thing about Ang is also his great power. He has Little Ghost and Kram on him. These two are at the level of plane will. There is not much else, but a lot of energy. As long as Ang's body can withstand it, he can win many enemies by brute force.

This feeling of being stronger than others is refreshing.

"Ah!!!" The older undead soldier of mourning let out a desperate wail. He watched the child die in front of him, which was more desperate than his own death.

Swinging the body in his hand, the older undead soldier of mourning attacked like crazy.

Nan Mian kept retreating, his figure was like a candle swaying in the wind, lightly and easily avoiding all attacks.

Negris couldn't stand it anymore: "He is so perverted. He doesn't kill people directly, but prolongs the battle process just to enjoy the other party's anger and despair. Is there something wrong with him?"

Anthony also frowned. He had seen too many perverts. Killing people didn't matter, but he especially hated this kind of guy who liked to see others angry and desperate.

"No, I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to kill him. Ang, you protect me." Negris volunteered.

"Puff..." No one else reacted, but the Great Speaker laughed out loud. Now that he had just told others not to laugh, he laughed the loudest, which immediately alarmed Nan Mian.

Nan Mian's thoughts swept over and he shouted: "What the hell!"

The Great Speaker covered his mouth tightly, with a look of annoyance and shame on his face, and looked at Negris with some resentment, as if saying: It's all your fault for telling a joke...

Ang put his hands behind his back.

The Great Speaker was soon surprised to find that although Nan Mian's thoughts had clearly swept over, he did not find them, but showed a puzzled look.

"Really can't find it? His thoughts have swept over, is it because of the sapling?" The Great Speaker asked in a low voice.

Negris spread his hands: "Even if he can't find it, he will notice something wrong. Anyway, it's exposed. You still asked me not to laugh, and you laughed louder than me."

"I..." The Great Speaker wanted to say 'It's all your fault', but he couldn't say it. It was indeed because he laughed too loudly.

Although Nan Mian's mind couldn't see anything, he would never think that he had heard wrongly. There must be something nearby.

Realizing this, he didn't care about the mourning undead soldiers. He turned a corner and flew to the ground, waving his hand far away.

Countless low-level dark element energy balls fell like raindrops, covering large areas. Before this wave of energy balls fell, Nan Mian waved his hand again, and another wave of energy balls fell, extending to a farther place.

This is the real God Star Clan. They have high energy levels and high speeds. They can burst out super-strong attacks when they are charged. After reducing the intensity, the number can make people despair. Every move is powerful, just like... just like Ange.

The energy ball fell to the position of Ange and others without any surprise. The sapling quickly retracted its branches and covered its head with true leaves. However, after thinking about it, it separated another true leaf and moved forward to cover Ange's forehead.

But how could Ange let these dark element energy balls fall on everyone? He took a step forward, and the body of the star god emerged from his body. He swung his hands behind his back.

He used the same posture as Nan Mian, and swung out an identical beam of light. With a flash, it hit the stunned Nan Mian. The strong light flashed, and a white crystal flew out of the strong light.

The Great Speaker's eyes widened: "How come you also know his special move?"

Negris and Anthony were also stunned.

Ang tilted his head and said puzzledly: "You said, charge, lock."

"Puff - I said you know it? I also said that the origin of the void is very powerful, are you too?" The Great Speaker vomited blood. He learned Nan Mian's special move with just two words he said? It's better to believe that he is the origin of the void than to believe this.

Ang nodded truthfully.

What do you mean by nodding? The Great Speaker was secretly puzzled, but it happened that Negris thought of something and interrupted his thoughts.

Negris patted his waist muscle and said: "You really can do it as soon as you say it. Ange used to be able to accumulate power. Whether it is the magic delayed concentrated burst integrated molding technique or the original mourning hand, isn't it all for accumulation? If you can accumulate power, are you still afraid of not having energy?"

"Okay, okay, let's not discuss it for now. Let's run quickly, sir, spores." Anthony interrupted everyone and said quickly.

Everyone hurried over. Ange flicked some almost invisible powder in the direction of the mourning undead soldiers carrying coffins in the distance, and then quickly rubbed the teleportation array with his hands to prepare for teleportation.

When everyone got closer, Anthony shouted to the older mourning undead soldier above: "Are you going or not?"

The mourning undead soldier has been in a daze since Ange threw out the beam. Hearing Anthony's words, he pointed to his nose without knowing why.

Anthony shouted impatiently: "Hurry up."

"Oh oh." The older mourning undead soldier flew down with the body in his hand.

Ange slapped the teleportation array to the ground, and a white light flashed, then the light faded, and everyone disappeared.

After being teleported to a new place, the older mourning undead soldier was in doubt, looking left and right.

The Great Speaker just breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately thought of something: "Damn, he seems to have seen me, Nan Mian seems to have seen me."

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