The runes on it circulated, clearly containing great power.
"Oh? Clone? Quite a nice ability..."
Faced with such a powerful attack, Lin Lang's eyes did not show a trace of fear; instead, a glimmer of excited battle spirit ignited.
He flashed forward, charging towards Pablo's true form like a bolt of lightning.
At the moment when the rifts approached!
He suddenly leaped up, leveraging a powerful force, stepping several times in the air, cleverly avoiding those deadly space rifts.
And those clones charging at him appeared like paper under Lin Lang's gaze.
His left fist punched out, releasing a surge of tremendous force!
Instantly pulverizing a clone that came directly at him, dissolving it into a golden light that scattered in the air.
Immediately!
He twisted his body; his right leg swept out like a black whip shadow!
"Bang!"
Another clone was kicked away!
The scepter flew out of his hand, spinning in the air before falling.
...
"What!"
