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  As soon as a small sprout of spiritual power emerged, it was swept into countless violent spiritual power oceans. The small sprout had never seen such a scene before, and was stunned on the spot.

  After a few seconds, the small sprout trembled and reacted. It shook its buds and leaves, and with a little selfishness, it first looked for the spiritual power belonging to its father.

  First, it touched its father's spiritual power, and then looked for the uncle's, and also Sister Huaya, Uncle Lingqi, and the uncle next door...

  This was the first time that the small sprout had to stick to so many spiritual powers. It didn't last long, and the owner of the small sprout fell back to the bed with a snap.

  Because it fell too suddenly, his head hit the window frame, and it was directly bruised.

  Although the window frame made the short-armed cub a little confused, the cub didn't care about his forehead at this time. He closed his eyes and frowned.

  "Boss, our mental power...is back to normal!"

  In the chaos, someone suddenly shouted excitedly, and then more and more people followed suit: "Mine too!"

  Amid the many exclamations, Zhan Rao's red eyes gradually faded.

  His mental power was the most out of control, but now, like everyone else, his mental power was suddenly calmed down. The mental power

  was no longer rioting, which naturally meant that they could finally let go and slaughter these disgusting bugs that wanted to occupy their territory.

  The battle ushered in a reversal.

  While their mental power was temporarily not out of control, everyone worked together to carve a gully at the junction of the place where the Zerg crawled in and the entrance to the desolate planet.

  The gully was unfathomable, like a new stone barrier.

  The warm light of dusk sprinkled on the gully and on the dirty faces of many people. They looked at the battlefield that had finally calmed down, and they leaned, lay or sat down to breathe heavily and rest.

  Zhan Xi and Zhan Rao were the closest. They were both in a very bad state. Because they had killed too many insects, their faces were stained with blood and their clothes were too dirty to look at.

  "Boss."

  Zhan Xi's chest was heaving violently. He was not excited about the peace of the battlefield. He tried his best to steady his breathing and said to Zhan Rao in an affirmative tone: "Someone has been guiding our mental power."

  He couldn't sense who did it, or even how the other party did it.

  He only knew that his violent mental power was like a raging tiger and leopard, suddenly breaking into a quiet forest, and then, as if the wind was caressing and the rain was moistening, he completely calmed down.

  Zhan Rao, who was standing in front of him, had an unclear expression on his handsome face.

  "I know."

  Zhan Rao, who had also calmed down, sounded normal, but his eyes were frighteningly bright: "The last time I lost control, I was guided once."

  Zhan Rao and Zhan Xi had both been guided before, but they had never found out who did it.

  "Brother, how do we check?"

  "Clean up here first. After cleaning up, I will check it thoroughly."

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