The snarling dog beside Erlang Shen suddenly opened his mouth wide, spit out a pillar of air like a sharp sword, and hit the ice sculpture angels hard.

Snap!!!

The air column hit the angels, causing terrifying damage. After more than ten seconds, the air column smashed the angels and killed them all in an instant.

"Virtual Image Magical Power!"

Erlang Shen shouted and cast a powerful spell again. He saw a colorful lotus-like flower popping out of his hand, radiating it with his fingers and throwing it forward.

Crash.

The colorful lotus fell in front of him and quickly shattered, and within a few breaths, it turned into angels with wings behind their backs wearing golden armor and holding spears.

When Liu Yun and Kuang Aotian saw that these angels were the more than a hundred angels who were killed before.

"Although it's just a virtual image, even the breath and taste are exactly the same magical powers, enough to be fake and real!!" Kuang Aotian nodded, with a little praise in his words.

Erlang Shen glanced at him, didn't say anything, but went straight forward.

As he approached the gate, Erlang Shen whispered: "Let's narrow down and sneak in!"

As the sound fell, his body turned again, and his body turned into the size of a fly and drilled into the inside.

The Kuang Aotian followed closely and turned into the size of a fly.

Fortunately, Liu Yun was taught this magical power without illusion, otherwise he would have cheated his father.

The three of them sneaked in and quietly entered the hinterland of the clouds, and above these clouds, there were actually these fifty huge training grounds!!

The three of them settled in the corner. Erlang Shen glanced at the angels inside and outside the cultivation grounds, frowned, and turned to look at Liu Yun: "What should I do now?"

“What else can I do?”
Chapter completed!