Chapter 815: The Ten Saints’ Imaginations

The huge Sealing Dragon rushed towards the crossed arms of Crispy Noodle Taoist with a powerful light effect, but before it got close, the Dragon turned around on the spot, and with a beautiful move of the Dragon's tail, it went straight back to bite the twelve sect masters.

The reversed situation instantly made the sect masters on the fighting stage feel half disappointed.

"Rebound spell?"

What kind of ability is this...

They have never seen this kind of magic.

It is true that there are actually quite a few rebound-type spells, but most of them can only reflect a part of the damage, but they have never seen such a magic that is returned intact.

The moment the dozen or so sect masters saw the Sealing Dragon rushing back, they were in despair.

They had no chance of winning this game...

Because this Sealing Dragon gained more powerful power under the mutual resonance of the twelve sealing magics, far beyond their expectations, and now it was rebounded intact, none of them could stop it.

They could only try their best to resist and see if they could hold it off.

Originally, their joining forces was the safest way, but they had overlooked the fact that the other party would bounce back, so the current situation was like shooting themselves in the foot.

At the moment when Fu Long was bounced back, the twelve sect masters lined up and cast various spells to remove the curse.

"Remove the card!"

"Remove the seal!"

"Sunflower acupuncture-removing hand!"

...

Buzz!

After a dying struggle, Fu Long finally fell down, and more than a dozen sect masters were all imprisoned in place, unable to move.

The winner of this game has been decided...

All twelve people were fixed, and even if Crispy Noodles Daojun did not cast a spell, he would win if he swept all these people off the stage!

"Lost."

"What a pity, these sect masters are only one step away from the grand prize!"

Many media below were taking pictures, and the flash lights kept flashing.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot me!"

On the fighting stage, the crispy-faced Taoist had already unsealed the seals of the sect masters, and the sect masters who stepped down from the stage covered their faces.

Twelve people lost to one person, which was really embarrassing.

On the immortal ship floating above the void, the ten generals were also watching this entertainment performance below at the same time.

As true immortal-level strongmen, with a God's perspective, they could feel how powerful this seal dragon was.

The dragon was extremely fast, and had a strong imprisonment ability, and... it also had the effect of sealing spirits.

Under normal circumstances, the moment the dragon rushed over, the crispy-faced Taoist should have no strength to resist, and would definitely not be able to perform any magic.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

General Yi crossed his legs and floated in the void, wearing a white training suit that moved without wind. His eyes were sharp and restrained, and he had his own sword energy. At the moment the seal dragon rushed over, General Yi was also analyzing the moves. In the face of this move, ordinary magic is useless, unless he uses the "Wuji Sword Dao" to break the move, there is room for cracking.

But the problem lies here.

Even if it is a true immortal, it still takes time to crack this dragon.

But this crispy Taoist can bounce back intact, which is really surprising.

"Although it is not certain, it is certain that this Taoist does have the power of heaven." Marshal Jiang frowned: "The core members of the War Research Bureau are indeed not simple people... True Lord Diulei actually hid such a bomb until now."

In fact, before coming to the War Research Bureau.

The War Research Bureau kept a close eye on Master Ling, but they didn't expect that a crispy Taoist suddenly appeared at this time.

And Master Ling, who they wanted to investigate the most before, was standing beside them at this moment, and... This Master Ling did not seem to be as powerful as the legend said.

Is the intelligence wrong?

General Yi held the lower handle and looked at Master Ling who was sitting on the sofa. Master Ling was wearing a very thick magic armor, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The ten generals were not in a hurry to test with the True Immortal Eyes, which was very rude. Anyway, after getting off the ship, the legendary Master Ling would take off his armor, so there was no need to rush.

It was just that before, they guessed that Master Ling was the Crispy Noodle Taoist, but now it seems... it should not be true.

At this moment, the ten generals were communicating with each other through voice transmission.

"The head of state attaches so much importance to the War Propaganda Bureau. On the one hand, it is because of Wang Situ, and on the other hand, it is actually to extend an olive branch to the senior behind the War Propaganda Bureau. Therefore, our trip is not only to respond to the invitation of the War Propaganda Bureau, but also to impress this senior with sincerity... This time, whether our Huaxiu country can successfully survive the Tiandao national calamity, this senior occupies a very important factor." Medical Saint Luo Huaiqiu said.

"I think all this is a bit like a trick..." Marshal Jiang narrowed his eyes at this time.

"What do you mean, Martial Saint?"

"We have been investigating and pursuing the seniors behind the Strategic Research Bureau. In fact, we are investigating the backers behind Master Diulei... But no matter whether it is Master Cuimian or Master Ling, I have a strong feeling that this is actually a trick." Marshal Jiang suddenly said: "Have you ever thought that this Master Diulei is very suspicious?"

"What Martial Saint means is..."

"My meaning is very clear." Marshal Jiang nodded: "He is the senior behind."

"...But he is only in the Spiritualization Stage."

"This is also a trick!"

Marshal Jiang maintained his point of view: "The current Master Ling and Dao Jun Cui Mian are probably just a test for us. If we are too reckless, it will definitely not work..."

"After the analysis of Wu Sheng, I think it is really possible." Explosion Saint also said: "Think about it, why is this Master Diulei still alive after committing such a suicidal act? A person in the God Transformation Stage has made too many enemies, but he is still unscathed until now? In addition, there is Zhuo Yi."

"Zhuo Yi?"

"Everyone think carefully, Zhuo Yi's career has been so prosperous in recent months. As a Jindan Stage, he has arrested various bigwigs one after another... There are obviously people behind this. And this time, Zhuo Yi actually received an invitation from Master Diulei to set up an inspection team in the Strategic Research Institute. Is this a hint behind this?"

"Well... Explosion Saint's analysis is also reasonable!" The Ten Saints nodded one after another.

"If so, then everything makes sense!" General Yi sighed: "It seems that Master Diulei is indeed very likely the senior behind the scenes!"

"Yes! That must be the case!"

...

"..."

Inside the Immortal Ship, using the clone "Master Ling", Wang Ling easily understood the thoughts of the Ten Saints.

Wang Ling had never expected that the Ten Saints would imagine things like this...