Yu Bin gritted his teeth secretly. In just a short while, most of the flesh and blood stored in his stomach had been consumed.
The most important thing is.
The fourth-level adult didn't even have time to help.
Is the guy leading the opposite team so difficult to deal with?
He flapped his blood wings, avoided a ball of dark green unknown mucus, and turned his head to look behind him.
I saw that the high-level weaver hadn't even gotten rid of that kid yet.
This is in Jing'an City!
Yu Bin, who has been staying in Jing'an City for many years, knows exactly who Qin Keke is.
This is not the time to procrastinate.
At this moment, Meng Yi felt a little bitter in his heart.
The high-level divine grace was certainly not easy to deal with. He had already tried his best at this time, using flesh and blood magic, mental attacks, and pupil techniques to observe weaknesses, but the opponent did not seem to have suffered any major damage.
Moreover, if he had not performed so "outstandingly" and attracted all the attention of the fourth-level weaver in front of him, Cen Qiyun and others would probably have been attacked by the opponent.
A fourth-order divine being is fully capable of doing this.
In the small ocean outside the foundation's gate, a human figure made of water was floating up and down.
He did not attack with all his strength, but stared at Meng Yi's "performance" in amazement, muttering to himself:
"The All-Seeing Eye, the Lady of Pain, the Great Devourer, the God of Giants..."
This fourth-level weaver was extremely surprised and said:
"How many gods' authority have you stolen?
My Lord once had part of his power stolen by the evil god in Jing'an City. Someone once investigated it specifically, and it turned out that more than just power was stolen!
This bunch of ignorant rubbish!"
He was filled with rage.
It seems that low-level weavers only know that their master's power has been plundered by the evil god, and there is nothing to be surprised about this.
As a righteous God, my Lord does not care much about the tiny loss of power.
But now it seems... the loss is more than just power.
It is because our Lord’s authority has been stolen.
He suddenly felt somewhat relieved.
Fortunately, he didn't understand those low-level weaving methods, which gave him the opportunity today.
He instinctively realized that this was a shocking secret.
Even... multiple gods are involved!
The figure formed by the water flow swayed slightly, and he made a decision immediately.
What the hell.
Go first!
If this secret is offered to the gods, what will be my future?
Moreover, this guy in front of him is very strange. Although he is not as good as the fourth-level Shen En, he is much stronger than the eighth-level Shen En. He also has secrets.
Don’t kill him yet, leave it to my Lord to decide!
As soon as he thought of this, the fourth-level weaver's body shape changed rapidly.
Large expanses of ocean suddenly disappeared.
He transformed into a small, twisting and spinning tornado, with his face faintly visible above it. This was his Fuu-element form.
Seeing this change, Meng Yi was shocked.
The opponent is about to strike hard? Can you withstand it?
Finally, the wind was about to leave with a roar.
Meng Yi's expression froze for a moment. Gone? Gone now?
Immediately, he became very anxious.
If he lets the other party run away, the Blood Priest will probably slap him in the face later.
The fourth-level divine grace was extremely fast, and he couldn't catch up with it on his own, and even if he did, he couldn't capture it.
So… he took a deep breath and shouted to the sky:
"Qin! Ke! Ke!"
Summon the beast, hurry up!
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