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Chapter 302 The Legendary Spiritual Power

As soon as she said that, everyone then closed their feet and looked around.

This is the plain at the end at a glance. Because the sky is dark, it looks a bit foggy from a distance, but it does not hinder your vision.

The ground was covered with gray-brown weeds, full of thorns, and hung them on everyone's trousers, shoes and socks.

347 was originally unhappy with Ling Luoyu, but now after taking a look around, he couldn't help but shout.

"123, don't worry about the morale of the army there. We are going well, how could we be going around in circles?"

He raised his hand and pointed forward.

"You have seen the map. The destination is that mountain. There are only one direction around us. How could we go wrong?!"

In his opinion, the iconic marker is right ahead, and there is only one, so you will never go wrong.

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to argue with him.

It's simply playing the piano against a cow.

The sky is dark, giving people a sense of visual repression, and the obvious mountain is a subconscious guide.

For others, it is correct to move in that direction.

But for Ling Luoyu, she could feel the repetition of the aura.

This means they are repeatedly going around.

If you walk like this, you will never be able to walk through that mountain in a year.

"That...123 is probably right..." a small, confident voice stumbled.

347 kicked him suddenly: "215, when is it your turn to speak?!"

215 is not very old, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and is the youngest and thinnest among them.

He drooped his head, his face was pale, his breathing was low and his eyes were erratic, as if he was afraid of others, and he never looked up at them.

Ling Luoyu didn't understand why such a person was not incorporated into the cannon fodder group at the time.

"Bang!"

A man next to him suddenly stepped out and blocked 347.

"What are you anxious about? See what he says!"

This person is code-named 168 and has a tall figure. Although he is at the ninth level of Xuanba, he is born with divine power and blocks the 347th foot wind.

347 was afraid of being angry with the public, so he could only stop his feet, but he said unwillingly: "Just listen to him fooling around here! The so-called mental power is all a lie, so I will deceive you, the country bumpkins who have never seen the world!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled, his mental power?!

This is the first time I heard of a word besides the ancestor.

Does this 215 also have mental power?!

In this world, there are very few people with mental power.

Controlling mental power is equivalent to controlling the laws between heaven and earth. As long as these laws are operated properly, you can practice to become a Dharma God.

There are only three magic gods in the entire Xuantian Continent in legend.

Now that the fourth person with mental power has emerged, how can Ling Luoyu not be moved?

215 As if he was greatly humiliated, his whole body began to tremble, as if he was crying.

Ling Luoyu took out his handkerchief and handed it over silently.

215 silently took the handkerchief and covered his face and cried.

"I just don't want everyone to go to the wrong way... We started going around half an hour ago..."

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes trembled, and he was surprised in his heart.

They did start to walk back half an hour ago.

347 exaggerated sarcasm and sneer: "What you said seems to be true!"

When he said that, 215 cried even more sadly.

"I didn't lie to you... I can feel it!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled slightly, drawing out the ancestor's mental power and exploring 215.

He suddenly stopped crying, raised his head in horror, and looked at Ling Luoyu with more white and fewer black eyes.

Can he feel it?!


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