The young white-haired cultivator sighed at Wu Feng and said, "Fellow Daoist, I don't want to deceive you, but your origins are far too strange. The real world perished long ago. You claim to have come from there, but we won't believe you."
As he spoke, the young white-haired cultivator led the others in launching a joint assault on Wu Feng and the other two.
Wave after wave erupted, releasing an extraordinarily violent aura.
Wu Feng and the other two desperately resisted the assault, then used their clones, trying to shift to other locations.
Chapter 2009: Clones
Chapter 2009: Clones
However, as soon as their clones split off and reached the edges of the buildings, strange ripples would appear and easily eliminate them.
It felt as if their clones were drops of water falling onto a sponge, instantly absorbed.
"What should we do? This place really is strange. Not only can we not create clones, even the local residents are unexpectedly quite powerful."
Wu transmitted to Wu Feng, growling in frustration.
Li Yang also transmitted, "Wu Feng, you need to think of something. Otherwise, we're all doomed."
"Damn it, if you knew you were doomed, why did you charge in here?"
Wu Feng was deeply dissatisfied.
But at that moment, all Wu Feng could do was continue fighting against the local residents.
It had to be said that these local residents were genuinely quite strong. Even the weakest had around one-tenth of Li Yang's strength, while the strongest could reach roughly one-fifth of Wu Feng's level.
Moreover, there were quite a lot of them—five or six hundred in total.
If the terrain had not imposed restrictions, Wu Feng and the other two might have been wiped out before they had even been here a day.
The white-haired young man leading