"Time correction!"
boom!
With a deafening roar, flames formed a small mushroom cloud in mid-air, the force of the explosion seemingly engulfing everything.
"Longshan!" the middle-aged bespectacled man shouted through gritted teeth, almost straining to get it out.
"Professor Yang, we must go! Now that the Holy Spirit has appeared, the other Holy Spirits must be not far behind!"
The oppressive aura of bloodline had vanished with the explosion, and those who had scattered and fled earlier returned to protect the middle-aged man with glasses.
"Who said you could leave?"
The flames had not yet dissipated when a voice from hell called out to everyone.
"He's not dead!"
"Long Shan was carrying a new type of concentrated explosive, with a yield exceeding 100 TNT! How could that not kill him?"
The middle-aged man with glasses and his group were worried. They knew that in the face of absolute power, even sacrificing a thousand lives to kill a hundred enemies was impossible.
"You all leave, I'll handle this!"
Just when the situation was critical, someone stepped forward again and rushed towards Jiang Yuan without hesitation.
"You guys really aren't afraid of death!" Jiang Yuan's eyes were icy, but this time he wouldn't let them have another chance to get close.
"Divine power suppression, bloodline pressure!"
The unique attribute suppression combined with the bloodline pressure rendered these humans, whose cultivation levels were already low, like lambs, with no chance to resist.
"Damn it!" Seeing that he couldn't get close to the other side, Long Yun almost gritted his teeth. If even a suicide attack couldn't work, then they had no chance of survival.
The middle-aged man with glasses suddenly noticed Jiang Yuan's brow and exclaimed, "He's not the Holy Spirit!"
"Look, that's Longshan! He's not dead!"
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