Chapter 571
Because of the strength displayed by Mu Fan, only those divine sages could possess such power, and in a tribe, divine sages were practically regarded as deities.
The sky shattered and the earth quaked, as a howling hurricane accompanied Mo Wen's furious roar, causing the entire world to begin to change.
Fortunately, after we passed through, we didn’t encounter Li Mu. What infuriated me was that the fifty million behind the car had vanished without a trace. Li Mu got the money but went back on his word—what a bastard.
At that moment, the crowd below had also learned about the Soul-Settling Nail and its corrosion. Although it was a precious treasure, everyone seemed disinterested.
At that time, Su Ye was still unaware of the challenges he was about to face, completely believing that Su Yanjue was showing mercy by allowing him to breathe a little easier.
Under the manipulation of Ichimaru Gin, the divine spear shrank and then shot out like a torrential rain towards Mo Wen.
Listening to Zuo De's taunts, the gloomy old man—once a figure that struck fear across the continent, the holy-level master Hal Roger—wore a sullen expression and remained silent. It wasn’t until Zuo De’s laughter gradually faded that he spoke again, his tone ominous.
After Lin Yu reached the shore, he glanced back and chuckled; he couldn’t even see Lin Yi’s shadow. This time, he was bound to lose.
The pain of betrayal still haunted her. No matter how hard she tried to control her emotions, tears of grievance continued to fall from her eyes, her delicate shoulders trembling, utterly weak.
Just then, a powerful male voice suddenly rang out, accompanied by a chilling wind that hit her face. Dai Min felt a bad premonition and quickly turned to run back for the copper mirror.
This was what made the two of them resonate more with the essence of this world, and it was also the key to ascending to the imperial level.
“No problem! I added a bit of pain-relieving agent while making it!” Lloyd answered Randerson’s question.
Before the Celestial Master, there was a powerful being who also possessed the essence of slaughter—the Shura Emperor, who unified the Underworld.
Huo Bao fumbled with the stone bow, the familiar sensation growing stronger; it couldn’t be wrong—the divine bow and the stone knife shared the same origin.
Even so, when faced with these "colossal beings," the suffocating fear remained.
To be honest, even after six years since the apocalypse began, Li Daoran still had no idea about the levels of this world.
At this moment, Qiongqi was surrounded by swirling demonic energy, exuding overwhelming pressure; it was clear that his true form had descended, and his aura crushed everything.
This sounded a bit strange, but it was enough to show that Huo Youxian was not the type to shirk responsibility. Lin Xi couldn’t help but smile genuinely.
According to the evolutionary laws of the Honghuang world, the first to establish the Heavenly Court, even if it was a flawed Heavenly Dao, would surely be recognized and showered with immeasurable merit.
Lin Xi smiled wryly and waved his hand, then continued into the next tree hole. However, after successfully leaving the secret realm, Bai Miao also joined the exploration, making things much more efficient, at least for Lin Xi.
“Those four great demon kings—Yushan Baicao Wang, Dawu Shimao Wang, Xueshan Xuediao Wang, and Qilai Huoxiong Wang—do they all rule their own mountains? Can we find them by entering those mountain ranges?” Tang Xiao asked the Zhu sisters, wanting to clarify since they were already on the topic.
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**Chapter 657: You’ve Really Caused Us Trouble...**
“This is prepared for Li Mo, since you’ve already taken on the fate of the Great Shang, breaking and then establishing anew…”
The King of the South took out a yellow object, holding it in one hand, and cleared his throat, his expression turning serious.
He was about to unfold it to read when he suddenly noticed Li Mo quietly retreating behind the crowd.
Zhong Qin: “?”
“Now that Young Hero Li has the national fortune of the previous dynasty, his name is right, his words are smooth, and it’s time to achieve great things!”
“The heavens have perished; the Phoenix must rise! Long live Shang, King Li Mo!”
“Not…”
Listening to the curious and admiring voices, Julian couldn’t help but smile wryly. This trip had truly been unbelievable.
Those who had originally been watching from the sidelines, hoping to profit from the situation, had already fled cleanly the moment the double pupils appeared.
The cultivators of Jin'ao Palace were quite diverse, including demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and human cultivators. They didn’t seem to reject each other, as if they were already accustomed to it. At this moment, they all listened intently to the elder on the throne.
Both of them were hit at the same time; Zou Yexing’s neck was twisted, but he managed to support his head with his hands, twisting it back with a loud crack.
Seven days passed in a flash, and this prolonged battle finally came to an end. The “Supreme Mirror” successfully overcame the tribulation to ascend to the status of a celestial artifact, becoming the first celestial artifact in the mysterious world.
“Hahahahaha…” Suddenly, the classroom erupted with deafening laughter, everyone turning to look at Shao Jiang, seemingly waiting for his response.
Ancient battle techniques demanded exceptional hand speed and reaction ability; they were something that required years of practice.
Bai Zhi turned around and found that, she didn’t know when, a grass doll rabbit was following her.
The iron gate was rusted, and upon opening it, the yard was overgrown with weeds. The concrete floor had cracked in many places, and several tiles on the roof were damaged, with some tables and chairs scattered messily inside.
The pilots of the Zaft army were the elite among elites; losing even one would cause them great distress.
Sitting directly across from Lauren, Wilson’s expression was calm as he looked at Lauren’s unsheathed sword.
The “Old God of War” Murong’s doubts left Murong Rourou feeling perplexed. Murong Rourou was a simple-minded person, always thinking about what he wanted to say. Unless facing the invincible Dongfang, he would be psychologically repelled and try to remain silent to minimize the risk of provoking Dongfang.
Strangely, when Savi touched Dracula’s neck, the previously invisible collar revealed its true form.
That said, ordinary people wouldn’t come to such a place for a stroll; after all, no one came here during the day, and it was even quieter at night. After wandering around without any discoveries, Feng Yi didn’t feel disappointed; he turned to leave.
“I don’t see how that man could have done that to his wife!” Wan Ziyan said, unable to suppress the fear he had just witnessed. Remembering the man’s submissive attitude towards his wife, he thought he didn’t seem like the type to do such a thing.
A flash of light passed, and on the banks of Jiangdu, under the shadows of the emerald willows, Lu Chuan’s figure suddenly appeared, strikingly out of place.
The old monk still refused, but the two persisted, especially Yun San Niang, who had just given birth. Despite her physical discomfort, she attempted to get out of bed to plead with the elder. This made it so that if the old monk didn’t agree, he would be seen as a sinner. He admitted he had lost to this couple and to this child.
The trembling of the gun barrel caused pain in his hands. He glanced at the opponent’s released fighting spirit, feigned a downward strike, and as the gun barrel returned to his palm, the blade of the Hunting Dragon Spear aimed directly at the opponent’s throat.
The person had already turned to dust; where would the resentment come from, and how could it affect future generations? Feng Yi thought it was absurd and was about to retort, but then he changed his mind.
“Look, look, look! You’re unwilling to settle scores, yet you won’t let me go or forgive me. You want me to forgive you? That’s just too much to ask.” Liu Yuesheng said sarcastically.
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**Chapter 658: Blank Auspicious Days**
“So what does ‘standing tall and firm’ really mean?”
The bald-headed Jin Peng scratched his head, asking Murong Feng.
“It’s used to praise men, but I always feel… that’s not what Senior Qin meant.”
“Then what does Senior Qin mean?”
“Go play; you don’t need to think about such complicated things for now. After a while, you’ll understand it with your wisdom without me saying anything.”
Murong Feng patted his bald head, showing a look of pity.
At this moment, Li Mo had also finished preparing the last dish.
After sorting out his thoughts, Bai Li Du returned to the temple master Liu Changsheng. After several rounds of conversation, he once again secured an 80% wholesale price.
So even with the battle formations protecting them, the pressure on the martial artist troops was still immense. Although they were in a realm of internal energy circulation, they were still not very familiar with martial artists.
Originally, the guards of the city lord’s mansion had already informed them that Bai Zhanfei had been captured, but what was unexpected was that this turned out to be true.
Feng Yunxiu was not a foolish person; how could he not know about Murong Xue’s feelings for him? At least from the very beginning, he should have sensed it.
Feng Yunxiu was overjoyed; all his companions were now safe, and Wen Rou and the teacher had been taken to the Illusory Sound Workshop, where they would meet soon. What could be more joyful than hearing this after escaping death?
On the other hand, although Zhou Ruolan was still inside the building, she had evidently been allocated some experience points and merit. Such a rare large-scale notification naturally left Zhou Ruolan in awe.
“Why do aliens need so much money? Do they spend Huaxia currency over there?” Xiahou Chui asked.
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