The explosion lasted for a while, and then the terrifying energy gradually faded, and the light dimmed.

Looking at the previous restaurant, it has turned into a giant circular crater, and everything has been blown up.

More than a dozen figures appeared, it was Fan Lang and these people, they were all unscathed, and no one was fine.

This is the credit of An Zihao.

At the last moment, he unleashed the barrier, protecting everyone and forcibly withstanding the impact of the explosion.

"My perception is really not wrong, this White Star Lord is not at ease. An Zihao waved his hand and cleared the surrounding flames and smoke.

"This time thanks to the seniors, otherwise we would probably have suffered. Now that you've done it, you don't have to be polite, how to deal with the Bloody Clothes Army before, how to deal with Bai Wanxing now!"

Fan Lang's voice was fierce and fierce, and he opened his mouth and spit out all the previous meals.

The others did the same, spitting poisoned food onto the ground.

Sou!

A streamer flew up, it was the White Star Lord himself, he flew into the air, glared at Fan Lang and the others, and said with a bite: "This group of foreign thugs has a bad plot and dares to attack the main city, all the officials listen to the order, and they will join hands with me to kill this group of thugs on the spot!"

It was obviously the Lord of the White Star who would take revenge, but at this time, he beat him up, and in turn said that Fan Lang and they were plotting against him.

This is to make the teacher famous and give an explanation to the people of the world.

Long before this, the White Star Lord had already made all kinds of arrangements, and all the military attachés were ready to make a move.

At the sound of an order, hundreds of streamers flew up, all of them were powerhouses on the White Star, there were hundreds of them who could be included in the lower gods, and the rest of them were at least Xuan Sheng.

Taken together, such a force is quite powerful.

"Array!"

The White Star Lord shouted again.

Many military attachés joined hands to arrange the formation, and the cooperation was quite tacit, and it was obvious that they had practiced many times before. The formation is extremely mysterious, and everyone shimmers and shines, intertwined into a special luminous picture, like a constellation pattern in the universe.

The nine-headed snow dragon flying in mid-air was pulled by the formation, swaying its slender body, and flew around the formation, merging with the formation.

The White Star Lord stretched out his hand and pulled hard.

A snow-white long sword condensed out of thin air, the sword body was slender and straight, from the tip to the hilt, it was white, dotted with blue patterns, and it looked holy and beautiful.

With the appearance of this sword, the temperature on the white star, which was already very cold, plummeted and became even colder.

Even the ubiquitous Heavenly Dao was frozen, like ice flowers, emerging between heaven and earth.

The earth was frozen for thousands of miles, and everything in the world was covered with a layer of ice, and many people and living beings were frozen to death. Those burning flames were extinguished in an instant, and no matter how hot the flame was, it was difficult to resist such coldness.

The white star lord grabbed it in the air, and the white sword flew into his hand, and the person and the sword resonated with each other, breathed and shared the same fate, and had reached the superb realm of the unity of man and sword.

"Winter Sword!"

Fan Lang looked up and recognized the origin of this sword at a glance.

The most famous on the white star is this winter sword, this is a seventeen-star divine sword, the sword is as its name suggests, there are many abilities related to cold, a sword out of the sheath, the world freezes.

Dragon Burning Doom is only fifteen stars now, which is lower than the Winter Sword in terms of star rating.

As soon as the Winter Sword appeared, the Dragon Burning Doom shouted as if it had been beaten with chicken blood: "This mother-in-law white sword mark is nasty, use me to cut it off later!"

Fan Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the end of the dragon burning, and still looked up at the Winter Sword.

Now that he has turned against him, there is nothing to worry about, he must get this winter sword.

"We saved his daughter, but he wants to kill us, so that a good will take revenge, more hateful than the group of blood-clothed soldiers before. I'm already angry. ”

Fan Lang's voice was cold, and his heart was even colder.

He wasn't sure why the White Star Lord was taking revenge, so he could only vaguely guess a few guesses.

The reason is not really important, what matters is that Eun will take revenge on the matter itself.

"Senior, let's kill!" Fan Lang said fiercely.

"I'm busy again. An Zihao immediately made a move, his eyes lit under the mask, and he released his thoughts.

His thoughts become substances, outlining a virtual image of the world, and this image is the world he has constructed in his mind.

This world was shaped by him for hundreds of thousands of years, and everyone in the fantasy world has independent thoughts, can think independently, act independently, and stage countless joys and sorrows, life and death partings every day.

True and false, like a dream.

When fantasy is developed to the extreme, it will become an invincible force that sweeps the world, suppresses the eons, changes the color of the storm, and makes the gods fall.

Rumble!!!

An Zihao's thoughts spread out, scattered in all directions, and fiercely suppressed those enemies.

Those people in mid-air couldn't move one by one, and the formation that had just been arranged was directly shattered and collapsed, and it was no longer sustainable.

Even the White Vast Star Lord himself was imprisoned and froze in mid-air, revealing a look of horror. It was the first time he had encountered such a powerful idea, and it simply broke his cognition.

It turned out that the mind could be so powerful, and with just one thought, he could force him, the Star River Realm Martial God, to remain motionless.

Horror, horror.

"It's not normal, it's too abnormal, even if he is the peak of the lower god, he shouldn't have such a strong mind, is he the middle god?

The heart of the White Star Lord set off a stormy wave.

If you can't even move, then you can only be slaughtered by others, and there is no chance of winning.

In a hurry, the Lord of the White Vast Star urged all his strength to compete with An Zihao's thoughts, and also invited the Heavenly Dao Incarnation of the White Vast Star to help.

This is his star, and even the way of heaven will be used by him.

A white-haired iceberg beauty descended from the sky, her long white hair dancing in the wind, and the power of the entire white star was converging towards her.

She flashed in the air and appeared behind the White Star Lord, stretching out her palm and patting it on the other party's back.

With the help of the Heavenly Dao Incarnation, the White Star Lord finally forcibly broke free from the suppression of thoughts on his body.

With a loud bang, the White Star Lord regained his freedom and could barely move his hands and feet.

In fact, the suppression of thoughts is still there, and he is forcibly moving, just like Mount Tai pressing on the top, walking with the entire Mount Tai on his back. In this case, even if he can move, he will be greatly weakened and his strength will be greatly reduced.

Although An Zihao's mind is strong, there is a limit after all, and suppressing so many martial gods at the same time is already a miracle, and he can't be counted on for anything.

"Senior, you only need to be responsible for suppressing these people, and we will deal with the rest. ”

Fan Lang jumped high, and the ever-changing gods turned into twelve flying wings, blooming violently. The Jinyang War Lion then pounced and held up his master with his back. The Dragon's Burning Doom suddenly came out of its sheath, bringing fire to this icy world.

"The White Star Lord will hand it over to me, and those who can't move will hand it over to you, and give me a hard head!"

Fan Lang let out a loud shout, stepped on the Golden Yang Battle Lion, spread his twelve flying wings, and rushed towards the White Star Lord with his sword.

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