The Handless Superpower User controlled the chanical Arm, raised two six-barreled Gatlings, and aid at Divine Envoy Su Wenmin, pulling the trigger.
"Da! Da!"
The tal storm burst forth once again.
The tall Superpower User decisively switched to the Super Sniper Rifle, aiming the muzzle at Su Wenmin’s figure.
"Bang!"
A stream of extre cold shot out.
At this mont.
It was clearly visible, Su Wenmin’s eyes showed an obvious look of fear.
Because in this Divine Envoy’s eyes, the speed of the light stream and bullet was more than twice as fast as before.
However, in the eyes of the two Superpower Users, it was a different scene.
Su Wenmin seed to be moving in slow motion, twisting, swinging arms, raising the umbrella, all movents were several tis slower than before, looking sowhat comical.
This was naturally the effect of slowness.
The Divine Envoy’s soul, unknowingly was being eroded by Spirit Crow’s Superpower, slowing down his thinking speed significantly, yet he was completely unaware.
Half a breath later.
The stream of extre cold hit Su Wenmin’s chest, instantly freezing this area.
Only then did the Divine Envoy move his right hand, fog quickly gathered on the surface of the Bai shan blocking in front of him.
Originally, he planned to use the Bai shan to block the light stream, but his movents were several beats slower, so this phenonon occurred.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The Blue Fla Bullets sward in like raindrops, falling on the surface of the Bai shan.
Under normal circumstances, Su Wenmin, with the high speed brought by his illusory body, could easily dodge the bullets.
Now, he was powerless, only watching as the tal storm rushed over.
Every bullet hitting the Bai shan instantly exploded into a mass of blue fla.
The Bai shan trembled slightly, a mist rose up, extinguishing the blue fla, but the Bai shan also beca slightly thinner, apparently losing a bit of strength.
The Handless Superpower User laughed wildly: "So damn satisfying!"
He never thought in his dreams, that one day he could shoot madly at a powerful figure like he was shooting at a target.
"Ka! Ka!"
The chanical Arm moved again, reloading two new ammo belts for the Gatlings.
Thirty seconds later.
The fear in Su Wenmin’s eyes had intensified to the extre.
The Bai shan in his hand beca very unstable, sotis blurry, sotis trembling, seemingly on the brink of collapsing.
A stream of extre cold flashed, landing on the surface of the Bai shan.
In the next mont.
The Bai shan was completely frozen for the first ti, turning into an ice umbrella.
A few Blue Fla Bullets imdiately followed, hitting the ice umbrella.
"Boom! Boom!"
The blue fla erupted.
The ice umbrella shattered instantly.
The Divine Envoy froze, as if ti had stopped.
After a mont.
Su Wenmin’s figure dissipated like a mist of smoke.
"Gwaa!"
Spirit Crow Black No.62 cawed, its figure flashed, instantly crossing hundreds of ters, appearing beside the smoke.
Its bird beak darted out like lightning, pecking once, and a ripple surged forth.
A hazy figure erged, its silhouette very much like Su Wenmin.
His expression was a bit confused, seemingly not understanding why he was here.
Black No.62 stared at Su Wenmin closely, with a tone of amusent: "You believe now, don’t you?"
Earlier, it said "higher level powers can prevent a Divine Envoy’s resurrection", but Su Wenmin did not believe, which is why it asked this.
Su Wenmin suddenly regained clarity, his voice trembling: "You... what do you want to do?"
Black No.62’s tone was indifferent: "I told you earlier, I’m under orders to take you in."
Su Wenmin seed to sense a mortal threat, his knees softened, and he knelt down: "I am willing to surrender!"
The Handless Superpower User couldn’t help but "pah": "Damn thing, just now was righteously chastising us as traitors, now kneeling faster than anyone else."
The tall Superpower User sneered: "Turns out the Bai shan Sect is made up of such characters."
Su Wenmin ignored this.
Black No.62 glanced at the Divine Envoy, its bird beak darted out like lightning again, hitting Su Wenmin’s forehead.
"Ah~"
A scream.
Su Wenmin exploded with a "poof".
The Handless Superpower User froze for a mont, curiously asking: "Why didn’t you accept that thing’s surrender?"
Black No.62 retorted: "Would you want to work with that thing in the future?"
The Handless Superpower User shook his head vigorously: "No! It’s so damn disgusting."
Black No.62 said: "I wouldn’t either."
The tall Superpower User asked a question: "How did Su Wenmin beco like this?"
Black No.62 replied: "This is Su Wenmin’s Seed of the Soul. If it returns to the Sacred Artifact in the Ice River Spirit Realm, it can regenerate, but Mr. Spirit Crows intercepted the Seed of the Soul."
The tall Superpower User raised a thumb, feeling eye-opening: "Mr. Spirit Crows is amazing."
The Handless Superpower User echoed: "Just now, this guy relied on having the Sacred Artifact, acting all high and mighty, turns out before Spirit Crow Lord, he didn’t count for shit."
Black No.62 once again looked at the Handless Superpower User, saying: "After returning, you should go back to Great Xia for limb regeneration treatnt."
To Great Xia now, hand regeneration is not difficult, at least thirty dical institutions dostically can do it.
The Handless Superpower User shook his head: "I don’t want to do this."
Black No.62 paused: "Why?"
The Handless Superpower User chuckled: "I want to get a tal Hand."
Black No.62 glanced at this guy, his tone quite odd: "Don’t want a perfectly good hand, want what tal Hand? You surely have so serious brain issues!"
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