The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 913 Froz's Confusion (One more update!)

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With the blazing flames, some juicy tree trunks and flesh were tumbling wantonly in the fire.

There is a strange smell in the air: the poisonous gas of burning plastic products, cloth products, etc., the strange smell of something evaporated, and the smell of fat on the high-temperature grill...

Even after a long distance, people's faces are still full of fear and anxiety.

They didn't know what their leader was going to do, but an instinctive, creepy feeling gave them a chill.

This is naturally abnormal, after all, they are not those weak civilians.

They live a life of licking blood, and killing and death seem not so far away from them.

For such them, how could they be afraid of an ordinary fire?

Just looking at the constantly churning and distorted flames in the distance, a shadow appeared in their hearts involuntarily.

The red flame, like a demon showing its strength and terror wantonly.

And their leader, Froz, stood quietly in an area closer to them watching the fire.

The fire originated from his instruction, and everyone did not understand his intention.

But they believed in him. After all, he was one of the few in this land except those lunatics who dared to directly confront those American soldiers.

Of course, they also knew that their leader would not be such a benevolent or kind guy.

It doesn't matter, they are not good things anyway...

Old and mighty dragons...bloody and brutal flames...gazing in the dark...crows' crooning...

Some words full of unknown words spit out intermittently from Froz's mouth.

He seemed to be suffering from hysteria, losing the aura of wisdom in front of his eyes.

But the flame seemed to become more and more violent with his strange behavior.

In the midst of the fire, it seemed that the wailing of enemy soldiers could be faintly heard, but this was obviously impossible.

This fire has been going on for a long time, and it is impossible for them to struggle for so long in such a ferocious fire.

But as time went by, those screams and howls seemed to get louder and louder!

It's coming soon... it's coming soon!

Froz stared at the raging fire, his pupils turned into cold vertical pupils at some point:

That vertical pupil seems to be connected to another cruel and powerful life, and it is staring at everything in front of it through the eyes of this mortal.

And at this moment, it seemed that something fell from the sky!

boom!

The violent explosion caused flames to radiate, like blooming flame mushrooms!

But without the interference of that strange force, the flames splashed to other areas did not cause much impact.

After all, this area doesn't have so many combustibles. If it weren't for the extinct volcano behind it, there wouldn't even be a market town here.

No!!!

Froz looked at the fire that had not yet dissipated, his eyes were full of ferocity and anger!

Who, who dares to stop all this!

He stared at the smoke and dust in the center of the fire with eyes full of anger, and he knew that the damn guy might be hiding inside.

But before he could see clearly what the other party was, he hurriedly saw a fierce, violent wind like a tornado blowing everything into a whimper!

The wind was supposed to help the fire, but the overly strong airflow made the oxygen in the air extremely thin, which made the flames that had lost the interference of supernatural powers begin to slowly extinguish.

At this time, Froz, who was barely standing still with the dragon wings behind him, moved away the arm blocking his eyes.

Then, he was completely stunned:

Not far from him, in the area that was supposed to be covered by flames, a giant who was up to the sky was staring at him with his golden light shining like a star...

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Fuck!

Zhifei sprayed a mouthful of water on the front screen, he hurriedly put down the thermos in his hand, and then hurriedly cleaned the screen.

Then, he sat on his seat with the look of seeing a ghost still on his face.

Zhifei felt that there should be a lot of things lingering in his mouth now, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhifei felt that he should call Sun Daoren, but he remembered that Sun Daoren should be practicing at this time, so he probably couldn't get through the phone.

But this didn't affect the surging emotions in his heart now, he felt that his heart was beating crazily at a speed that shortened his lifespan by ten times.

Of course this is just an illusion, his heart is still in his body.

But Zhifei felt that his soul was probably gone.

In fact, Zhifei is not unaware that the painting style of his own saint is somewhat different from that of the sages.

After all, there will always be some unavoidable differences among saints accomplished in the context of the new era.

However, the difference in painting style to the extent that he has to complain is something Zhifei never thought of.

Zhifei knows that Daoren Sun is afraid that he doesn't know it now, after all, it seems that the saint is showing his ability here for the first time.

Could it be that this is the legendary heaven and earth?

Zhifei looked at the calculation based on the human body size, and quickly got the information of the opponent's specific body size data, and said a little absent-mindedly.

It's not that Zhifei has never seen a scene with such a body type. After all, Sun Daoren used some kind of Taoism to drag him into an illusion before.

But the illusion is just an illusion after all, although in terms of direct senses, it is indeed much more shocking than the information composed of cold data.

But after all, it cannot approach the impact brought by that real power.

Zhifei slid the screen, and he looked at the huge pothole on the ground.

If you use a bomb, it is actually not troublesome to cause this effect.

But when this kind of power is just an effect that can be easily achieved by a certain unit's routine actions.

Zhifei knew that it was another kind of abyss-like deep gap...

With some trembling, Zhifei picked up the thermos cup on the table. He couldn't taste the warm boiling water mixed with wolfberries.

It was as if his sense of taste had also lost its perception due to the strong stimulation.

When Zhifei gulped down a glass of water, he finally recovered from the scalp-numbing shock.

For the first time, he knew what kind of unimaginably vast world the end of the extraordinary power that has always been covered with a layer of mist is!

And looking at the strange young dragon and that reckless guy in the picture, he looked dazed and obedient.

Zhifei suddenly felt a little happy:

Yes, you have a magic academy and dragon veins, and you also have super reagents that are being explored and developed, shining like stars...

But the stars, after all, originate from this yellow land...