A little while later, the Aperture sped up, Wang Lin could barely stand firm himself, secretly cursing, at that moment, not far away suddenly infront of them a dark cloud appeared.
The Cloud seemed weird and unpredictable. Bursts of lightning and thunder emerged intermittently. The speed was also very fast. Was about to hit the aperture, Liu Wenju’s face sank, whispered: “Shangguan, Song Yu, Wang Lin, you three stand firm.”
With that he took a deep breath, as his hands moved rapidly forming techniques, the aperture suddenly quivered. After that paused for a bit, then with a faster speed quickly drawing an arc, bypassed the dark cloud.
This aperture with a flickering stopped the crazy speedup, and at that instant had created an unimaginable impact force, the people standing in the circle fell down immediately, several disciples were even flung crazily, one was falling towards Wang Lin.