Energy shields, ice walls, fire walls, all kinds of superpowers intertwined together to form a solid barrier to block the Mao superpower user's bombardment.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of the energy impact was deafening, the ground was full of potholes, and filled with smoke and dust, as if it was the end of the world.
Mou Xuan stood in the center of the formation, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
He did not rush to fight back, but silently felt the energy fluctuations around him, and the time power slowly flowed in his body.
He felt that he had a better control over time, as if he had opened the door to a new world.
He could clearly feel the changes in the flow of time and even capture subtle energy fluctuations.
"This feeling is so fucking great!" Mou Xuan was secretly excited. He felt that his supernatural power level was increasing rapidly.
The alliance's psychics were filled with admiration when they saw how calm and composed Mou Xuan was.
They found that Mou Xuan was not only powerful, but also calm in times of crisis. He was a leader worthy of following.
Admiration, like an invisible flame, quietly spread among the alliance members.
The attacks of the Mao mutant leader became more and more fierce, and cracks began to appear in the alliance's defense formation, and it seemed that they were about to collapse.
Suddenly, a clear voice, like a spring, broke the tense atmosphere.
"Everyone, please be patient and listen to me."
A man in a white robe slowly walked out of the crowd.
He had a gentle smile on his face, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.
His appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Who is this immortal?" The Noon Alliance psychic couldn't help but mutter, looking at the person who came curiously.
Mou Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at this uninvited guest. His eyes were deep, like the endless darkness.
He didn't say anything, but just looked at the person who came quietly, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
"I am Si, and I have come here today only to mediate your conflict." The man in white robe smiled slightly, his tone calm, but with a majesty that could not be ignored.
He slowly raised his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and then said softly: "Why don't we all sit down and have a good talk?"
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