These mages are unfathomable, and when they can't figure out the details of their opponents, Wang Zhenling certainly doesn't dare to take the opponent's attack.

Dodge quickly, but the enemy's attacks were too many and too fast, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of shots had already been shot.

Accidentally, a ray of light had already shot at Wang Zhenling's body.

A force slammed into Wang Zhenling's Heavenly Palace, causing a slight ripple.

It's as if a pebble has been thrown into a pond.

And then......

And then there is no more!

Such an attack didn't even scratch Wang Zhenling's skin.

"I see, aren't these mages the best at the environment...... This is the Genshin attack......"

Suddenly figuring out the details of the opponent's attack, Wang Zhenling was no longer afraid, and pounced with a cruel smile.

Countless mages shot out rays of light on Wang Zhenling, but they didn't have the slightest effect.

You know, Wang Zhenling is now an immortal of Kaifu, how powerful is the Heavenly Palace Yuan Shen?

With a little attack, could it be that he could still shake Wang Zhenling's Heavenly Palace Yuan Shen?

Seeing Wang Zhenling rushing closer, these mages panicked and saw that the shock ray did not work.

They waved their staffs again, and there were puffs of blue mist.

"This fog has a strange ......"

Wang Zhenling thought in his heart, he had already rushed into the mist, and he was slightly dizzy.

But it's still the same sentence, as an immortal of Kaifu, the Heavenly Palace Yuan Shen is powerful, and this power can't affect the Yuan Shen.

Wang Zhenling tore the mist apart, and his fists and feet slammed into these black-robed mages.

But as if the front of the car hit them, they could only hear the sound of clicking, breaking bones and bones, and sinking their chests.

In the blink of an eye, these dozen or so mages can no longer die!

"That's it...... I haven't even reached the True Progression!"

He had already tried the power of these black-robed mages easily, and Wang Zhenling just sneered: "It seems that the real master has not come out yet!"

As soon as the words fell, some black-robed mages rushed in.

Seeing Wang Zhenling and the corpses all over the ground, I was shocked in my heart.

Rays shot out from the staff and shot towards Wang Zhenling.

However, this time, Wang Zhenling didn't dodge at all, let these rays come and pounced directly.

After all, this is not in the Dongchen world, and many spells cannot be cast.

And even if it can be used, it will consume extra strength to do it in this end-of-law world.

In the Dongchen World, what can be done with just one point of strength requires at least ten points in this end-of-law world.

Therefore, Wang Zhenling would rather take the most mana-saving action.

Although the various feelings of this kind of end law world are unpleasant, it is precisely because of the restraint of this law that Wang Zhenling is given this real feeling!

The rays of light could not shake Wang Zhenling's Heavenly Palace Primordial Spirit, and these mages immediately changed their tactics and summoned those light blue mist.

Wang Zhenling was stunned, could it be that these guys would only do these two tricks?

But in his heart, he sneered, and he had already repeated his old tricks, rushing into the mist, wanting to tear it apart casually.

However, the next moment, Wang Zhenling sighed, a feeling of emptiness, weakness, and the inside of these fogs actually became another space.

"It's like a divine force field!" Wang Zhenling said secretly in his heart.

As soon as the Heavenly Palace Yuan Shen swelled slightly, he immediately broke through the mist and rushed out.

However, these black-robed mages all let out such a mist one by one, as if they didn't need money.

Although it caused a little trouble to Wang Zhenling, it was like that.

Wang Zhenling broke through three or four mists in a row, but the next mist was different, and the space of the stars inside seemed to be larger and stronger.

"Could it be that this is the master among the black-robed mages?"

When Wang Zhenling was thinking like this in his heart, in the mist, a hideous spider with teeth and claws actually came out.

Not to mention the size of the face plate, among the fluffy patterns on the back, a human face has been formed, which looks more and more hideous and terrifying.

At this time, as soon as he came out of the mist, he spat out spider silk towards Wang Zhenling.

"Something!"

Wang Zhenling is just to save mana, after all, it is difficult to recover the mana consumed in this end-of-law world.

And he didn't know what the specific situation was, so he didn't dare to use his magic powers unscrupulously.

But this doesn't mean that the ability of the Kaifu Immortals is only so little!

Even if it's just a clone of the Kaifu Immortals!

A little golden light shot out from the heavenly palace and shot at this grimace spider.

Boom, this spider was ignited like gasoline, burning, flames soared, dispersing the surrounding fog, and the next moment Wang Zhenling had already rushed out.

There is no difference between the essence of the power of the Kaifu Immortals and the essence of the power of the Enlightenment Realm, they are both the power of "Enlightenment", no matter what color they appear on the outside, they are essentially golden, and they are the color of the Golden Gods.

The essence of this power has become completely different enough to dispel any illusion.

In Wang Zhenling's view, these mist are just equivalent to the divine spirit force field.

A little golden light is enough to shatter!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhenling had already rushed through the layers of mist, his hand was like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed the throat of a black-robed mage, and squeezed it.

The black-robed mage's neck snapped, twisting at an eerie angle.

Followed by Wang Zhenling, another punch slammed into a mage's stomach, almost denting his stomach.

The sound of clicking is endless, Wang Zhenling's hand-to-hand combat method is not very proficient, but it is just powerful.

However, these mages are not proficient in hand-to-hand combat at all, and their bodies are even weaker, almost one punch, and in the blink of an eye, they have counted all these mages.

However, Wang Zhenling rushed out of this room, came to the corridor and aisle, and killed the black-robed mage when he encountered it.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of black-robed mages who died under Wang Zhenling's hands.

"Too weak, too weak! The strongest of these mages is not even at the True Level.

Could their power alone be able to plunge me into that realm of illusion?

Even with that kind of light brain!"

Wang Zhenling thought so, and was originally going to kill a mage, but suddenly changed his mind at this moment.

It was supposed to be a punch in the chest, but now it was in the shoulder.

With a click, his shoulder shattered and dislocated, and the mage trembled in pain, his face turned pale, but Wang Zhenling grabbed his neck and asked, "...... you?"

Just said two words, Wang Zhenling suddenly remembered that the two sides could not communicate with each other, and they couldn't communicate!

Fortunately, this did not make it difficult for Wang Zhenling, and he immediately performed the soul searching technique.

However, the next moment, Wang Zhenling felt that something was wrong.

But it was a little divine sense, and as soon as he broke through the sea of consciousness, he immediately fell into a misty labyrinth.

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