Dimensional Fantasy Group

The twenty-second king of the human race, the White Dragon Emperor, discovers the alien conspiracy and summons the Firebird, sparing mankind a disaster!

Oh?

Seeing the third post, Ling Yu clicked on it.

It was the sight of him using his divine right to summon the phoenix to bombard the sea.

Chapter 22 - A New Spatial Rift

"Is this the twenty-second revered king of our Sahara? So young, so much promise!"

"White Dragon Emperor! A dominating name is as strong as he is!"

"This is the hope for the future of Warsaw! I do know that His Highness the Venerable King is the one who killed the existence of the eighth rank Dragon Seed!!!"

"Worthy of a king, what to do? I think I'm wet."

"Upstairs restrain yourself, I'm squirting. I didn't even say anything."

"Pfft, you two gave me a good laugh. With that attitude, you'd better wash up and go to bed. After all, maybe you made it in the dream?"

"......"

Ling Yu wordlessly closed the page, opened the website called BB, and continued his fillip.

He leaned back comfortably in his computer chair.

Ah! That's what I'm supposed to be doing!

Ding-dong!

The doorbell was rung.

Divine Power swept over and found that it was Zhang Forgetting Chuan.

A helpless expression was revealed, the moment he saw the post, he knew that this Zhang Forgetting Chuan would definitely come looking for him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Mad, I haven't finished my post yet!

outside the door

The few families who lived next door instantly saw the identity of the visitor.

"Isn't this the leader of the Transcendent Alliance's Linhe City group? That's a real high official! How did it come to be here."

"Huh? Isn't that Ling Yu's house next door? Is something wrong?" The middle-aged lady on the other side, recognizing the owner of the house, said.

"Alas, I don't know, you don't care about them, go cook." The eldest man, who was on the side, pulled her into the house.

Just as Zhang Forgotten was about to knock on the door, a voice came out from inside and startled him.

"Come in. The door is unlocked."

"Yes!"

Zhang Forgetting Chuan said respectfully and opened the door.

There was Ling Yu who was doing on the sofa, holding a computer in his hand.

"I already know about what you've come to do. Isn't it normal to be the king here guarding this area?"

"A thousand thanks!" Zhang Forgotten said with a bowed head.

"If you really appreciate it, don't give away my real face, I don't want to turn into someone who looks at me with the eyes of a cherished animal when I walk down the street." Stretching a bit, Ling Yu said.

"Oh, as for the higher-ups who already know, forget it, just don't disturb my salty life, the rest is up to you."

Zhang Forgetting Chuan, who was originally still in some difficulty, immediately said, "Thank you for your magnanimity."

Ling Yu took a glance at Zhang Forgetting Chuan to, "What else is there, say it all together. I don't believe that you came here just for the simple purpose of saying thanks."

Zhang Forgetting Chuan's face was straight, "Even if you think it is just a small matter, it has saved tens of thousands of people in Huaxia, and that alone is worthy of my personal thanks."

"However, there is indeed one more thing." Said the man, involuntarily giggling.

"What is it?"

"A new spatial rift has appeared!"

Ling Yu paused the anime in his computer and stared at Zhang Forgetting Chuan like an eagle.

Zhang Forgetting Chuan, who was being stared at by Ling Yu, seemed to be facing a flood beast, and sweat unconsciously flowed down from his forehead.

"Where is it? I need to do something."

As the mighty pressure disappeared, Zhang Forgetting Chuan exhaled a breath and began to explain, "Hoo, over the Indian Ocean, a crack has appeared, and although it is only as small as a tiny sliver of shattered glass, it has indeed appeared. A total of eighteen tenth-stage powerhouses of the world have now rushed over to stabilize the spatial rift, but it's only a matter of time before the 'door' is opened."

"Tenth-ranked strongmen, there are only eighteen in the entire world? A little too little!"

Ling Yu frowned slightly, why did he not expect that there were so few high-end warriors in this world.

Zhang Forgotten Chuan smiled bitterly, "The World Rift has only been born for a decade or so, to be able to cultivate to tenth stage strength in this decade or so is already considered the limit."

Ling Yu nodded, "That's true."

"So?"

"We hope that the moment the spatial rift opens, Your Highness the White Dragon Emperor will be able to travel to the Indian Ocean battlefield to defend against the foreigners!" Zhang Forgotten Chuan took a deep breath and condensed to.

"Time!"

Hearing Ling Yu's words, Zhang Forgetting Chuan was stunned and then surprised, "The time is about a year later."

"I'll be there then, so you can go back first."

"Thank you very much!" Zhang Forgetting Chuan bowed deeply to.

Ling Yu waved his hand, "No problem, I also don't want my daily life to be threatened, otherwise if Duan Fan is gone who will I find to cry to."

The corner of Zhang Forgotten Chuan's mouth smoked: er, this king of ours is really humorous.

After Zhang Forgetting Chuan left, Ling Yu slowly stood up from the couch.

"Will there be a major invasion in a year? Time seems a bit tight."

"System, raise my Tyrant Color Hegemony to the top and evolve the Demonic Essence."

"Ding! Whether or not to expend two thousand points for strengthening."