From the moment he appeared to the moment he attacked, the Storyteller gave everyone the impression that he was a reclusive cultivator with unfathomable depths. In the end, he was knocked to the ground by a single move.
This reversal was so fast that Jun Changxiao and the other martial artists almost fell to the ground.
"Peak of the Truth-seeking Realm?"
Gongsun Ruoli's expression became interesting.
That was not right!
He looked unfathomable just now. Why was his aura not as good as hers now?
"F * ck!"
Jun Changxiao broke down. "Don't tell me this guy's so-called decent ability is to stick two onions on his nose and pretend to be an elephant?"
"My turn!"
"I can do it too!"
Back then, Gou Sheng went to the Alchemy Hall and specially spent 500 reputation points to buy a bluff suit. In terms of bluffing, he was definitely not weaker than anyone else.
Why was it useless?
The Storyteller came from the Star Spirit Realm to cause trouble.
If he used it to impersonate him, unless he had an overwhelming aura, he would definitely be exposed in a real battle.
Besides.
Even if the bluff suit could disguise oneself as an expert, why would it pretend to be a third-step powerhouse?
Therefore, this kind of prop used to bluff had to be used according to the occasion. If it was used carelessly, the outcome would be the same as the Storyteller.
Of course.
It was already good enough that the Storyteller was at the peak of the Truth-seeking Realm.
However, the upper realm was in danger at this moment. A powerhouse of this level obviously could not create miracles, let alone become a savior.
"Damn it!"
Anger gradually appeared in the general's eyes as he stood in mid-air.
When the Storyteller appeared, he regarded him as a strong opponent, but in the end, he was deliberately playing with him!
"Die!"
"Whoosh whoosh!
The general raised his hand angrily, gathered the surrounding energy of heaven and earth, and blasted it toward the sunken ground like a cannonball.
"Boom boom boom!"
The power of anger bombarded the ground again and again, and the sunken area continued to extend.
"…"
The corners of Jun Changxiao and the other martial artists' mouths twitched.
Since the Storyteller was not at the Truth-seeking Realm, he would definitely die after being bombarded so crazily!
However, when the general stopped and the dust gathered around dissipated, they saw that the Storyteller was still lying in the deep pit that spread even wider, still rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth.
"This …"
Jun Changxiao and the others were stunned.
The general also had a look of disbelief as he said, "How is this possible?!"
The top experts present here had basically determined the true strength of the storyteller, but it was truly inconceivable that he was still able to remain unscathed after suffering a round of bombardment!
Unless …
Can this guy take a beating?
Boom!
Boom!
The general continued to gather power and attack. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth howled, and the space was stirred up to the point that it was gradually collapsing.
After a while, the Storyteller was still lying in the deep pit. Although he looked a little miserable, he still maintained that state, like … a cockroach that could not be killed.
"Impossible!"
The general roared angrily, "Impossible!"
This fellow's strength was clearly far inferior to his, and killing him could be said to be a piece of cake. But why was he still able to withstand the bombardment for so long?
"Ai."
At this moment, the Storyteller stood up slowly from the deep pit.
He first brushed off the soil and flew out. He sat cross-legged on the ground and summoned a small table.
"Pa!"
The gavel was placed down.
"Shua!"
He gently waved the feather fan.
After a short period of preparation, the storyteller began to speak in an exaggerated tone, "Speaking of which, a long, long time ago, when the Upper Realm was first opened and the Heavens and Earth withered, the first batch of living beings were born …"
"…"
Jun Changxiao and the martial artists were speechless.
Big Brother! Why are you talking about books at such a critical moment!
"Understood!"
The general seemed to have understood something and sneered, "If I'm not wrong, you should be deliberately stalling for time."
The Storyteller's eyes flickered slightly. Obviously, his thoughts had been guessed.
"However …"
The general said indifferently, "To be able to withstand so many bombardments and still be able to stand up, your strength shouldn't be so weak. Could it be … that it's not your original body?"
Not my original body?
Jun Changxiao was stunned.
"Sigh."
The Storyteller shook his head and said, "Have I been discovered?"
"That's right."
He generously confessed, "This is just an incarnation of mine. Because of my attachment to my hometown, I left it in the Upper Realm."
Damn!
This was a little explosive!
Jun Changxiao and the martial artists were dumbfounded.
They originally thought that this fellow was a bluffing liar, but they did not expect the plot to turn around again!
"Tsk tsk."
The general said, "Even an incarnation has such a cultivation base. I'm very curious, how strong is your original body?"
"You'll see soon," the Storyteller said.
The general crossed his arms and said proudly, "Don't disappoint me."
He had already guessed that the Storyteller was deliberately stalling for time, probably waiting for his original body to rush over. Since that was the case, he would give the upper realm a chance to survive.
Although he had come on orders this time to take revenge, he still wanted to fight with a combat strength of more than ten thousand.
"Don't worry."
The Storyteller said, "I guarantee that you'll be satisfied."
…
The general insisted on waiting for his original body to come, so the slaves gathered around him and the fighter jets that filled the sky did not attack.
The Storyteller's stalling tactic was very successful.
However …
He was worried in his heart, "It will take some time for my original body to come to the upper realm. I'm afraid that this fellow won't be able to wait and will destroy all living beings first."
Sigh.
He was too careless.
If he had known that the invader was very strong, he would have rushed over earlier.
The general was waiting for the Storyteller's original body. Jun Changxiao and the various martial artists were also waiting, hoping that he could save the people from the fire and water.
"Buzz!"
A few hours later, the space suddenly trembled slightly, as if it had been cut open by a sharp sword, and fine sword marks appeared.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A special airwave emerged from the crack and instantly filled the entire upper realm.
His original body was here?
The general turned his head to look, his eyes flickering with fighting spirit.
The aura that appeared was not strong, but his intuition told him that his strength should be extraordinary.
Jun Changxiao and the various martial artists also locked onto the torn crack, their expressions extremely serious.
"What's going on?"
The Storyteller was stunned.
At this moment, all the martial artists present thought that his original body had come. In fact, he knew best that it would take at least a few days to reach the upper realm!
Moreover.
Even if he had come in advance, he should not have torn space!
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The space continued to tear, and the traces gradually expanded.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Suddenly, three streams of light flew out from the crack and stopped in the sky of the upper realm. When the light dissipated, a middle-aged man with an honest appearance, a woman with a child in her arms, and a monster with a human body and a crocodile head appeared.
Everyone was stunned.
There was more than one original body of this Storyteller?
There were men and women, old and young, and there was even someone who was neither human nor ghost?
"In-law."
The crocodile head, who had just arrived in the upper realm, was rather surprised. "I didn't expect that the end of the space-time tunnel would be connected to a plane!"
"Yeah."
The middle-aged man said, "It's a little unbelievable."
Hmm?
At this moment, he noticed countless fighter jets and dozens of steel warships gathering in the distant sky. He narrowed his eyes and said, "This thing … looks a little familiar."
The woman beside him whispered, "Not long after our son was born, similar warships appeared in the Mountain and Sea Realm. They were all destroyed by our husband's axe."
"Pa!"
The middle-aged man slapped his forehead and said, "I remember now!"
"Mountain and Sea Realm?"
The general's gaze gradually turned cold as he said, "Could it be that you were the one who destroyed the Fourth Fleet of the Star Spirit Realm?"
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