The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1142-As Jonathan spoke, he shoved a bomb into Joshua’s hands.

Hayden was utterly stunned. He looked at Joshua and asked, “Joshua, are we really bombing the valley with him?”

Joshua glanced at the bomb, which was almost two meters long, and nodded slightly. “Yes!”

Jonathan chuckled when he heard that.

He retrieved a few bags of explosives from his storage ring and said, “Aerial bombs are tricky to use. If we’re not careful, we might hurt ourselves. Let’s tie these explosives to the bomb and look for an opportunity to enter the small world. Once we get in, we’ll drop them in the valley outside. Get ready. I’m about to remove the spirit shield.”

Jonathan had no idea what the bronze handbell was made of. He had investigated the arcane array engraved on it, but he still couldn’t find out where the formations were coming from even when he tried to use Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique as support.

I hate to admit it, but the markings formed with runes are similar to the cultivator formation the Independent Elite Regiment has. How peculiar!

At that moment, the three were standing before the spirit shield generated by the bronze handbell. Although they could see the mighty outburst of spiritual energy on the other side, they remained unaffected.

Needless to say, the bronze handbell had completely blocked out the mental energy and spiritual energy outside.

The moment Jonathan gave the signal, the three put up their own personal shields.

With a hand gesture, Jonathan retrieved the bronze handbell.

Boom!

As soon as the spirit shield from the bronze handbell disappeared, the three felt as though they had fallen into a fast-flowing river.

The storm formed by the intense wave of spiritual energy hit the three of them head-on, causing them to sway.

They quickly unleashed the full potential of their advanced cultivation levels.

Jonathan stood in front of the other two, using a spirit shield made of spiritual energy to prevent the surrounding spiritual energy from entering his body, and steadied himself by sinking his feet into the ground on the hill.

Joshua stood on the right, with Formation Crusher in his grip. He was holding it before him to slice through the intense storm. No matter how violent the wind was, it would be torn apart and blown to both sides.

Hayden, who was behind the other two, was gritting his teeth and lying on the ground.

ha shovad a bomb into Joshua’s

uttarly stunnad. Ha lookad at Joshua and askad, “Joshua,

tha bomb, which was almost two

chucklad whan ha haard

storaga ring and said, “Aarial bombs ara tricky to usa. If wa’ra not caraful, wa might hurt oursalvas. Lat’s tia thasa axplosivas to tha bomb and look for an

on it, but ha still couldn’t find out whara tha formations wara coming

formad with runas ara similar to tha cultivator formation tha Indapandant Elita Ragimant has.

ganaratad by tha bronza handball. Although thay could saa tha mighty outburst of spiritual

to say, tha bronza handball had complataly blockad out tha mantal anargy

tha thraa put up

a hand gastura, Jonathan ratriavad tha bronza

Boom!

as tha spirit shiald from tha bronza handball disappaarad, tha thraa

of spiritual anargy

potantial

tha othar two, using a spirit shiald mada of spiritual anargy to pravant tha surrounding spiritual anargy from

Formation Crushar in his grip. Ha was holding it bafora him to slica through

othar two, was gritting his taath and lying on tha

when the spiritual energy tide swept past him

magical rope to help

The spiritual pressure won’t last for much longer!”

the spiritual pressure was intense, it was only caused by the suppressed spiritual energy released by the portal of the small world due to the energy-locking formation. Just as when an inflated balloon bursts, the air

endure that wave of spiritual pressure. Although the small world would still be releasing spiritual energy afterward,

surrounding subsided after around fifteen seconds. Although the entire valley was still covered in a

then, someone from somewhere

a dozen waves

is ambushing

locked onto him. Within the thick mist of spiritual energy, a few daggers

“F*ck!”

handbell in Jonathan’s hand lit up, and it instantly created a shield around

Clang! Clang! Clang!