Chapter 41

If I guessed correctly, the Yin-Yang Old Monster has mastered some heaven-defying healing divine art, allowing him to recover completely by now, Mu Xiurong said thoughtfully.

Those demonic beasts' ancestral graves have been dug up; will they let the matter rest so easily? However, this Yin-Yang Ancestor is truly too ruthless.

It's over, it's over, Grandfather protect me... Xuanlong ran back and forth in the tomb tunnel, dodging flying stone chips and exclaiming in panic.

Amidst his astonishment, Mido only saw Yu Han's familiar face suddenly glance at him with disdain, wearing a mocking expression. After doing all this, his eyes closed once again, and the vessel fell back into the dead cycle of a relentless tug-of-war between the black mist and the liquid, as if the scene from a moment ago had never happened at all.

Fresh blood trickled down Lin Tian's arm onto his hand. At this moment, Lin Tian failed to notice that the unremarkable ancient ring on his hand was actually emitting faint points of light.

Reminded by Lu Qingyu, Ma Xu hurriedly restrained his expression and quickly downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Yet Xia Tian was blaming himself, having no idea what was wrong with him. If his Nascent Soul hadn't been making trouble, none of this would have happened at all.

Unfortunately, the wish was wonderful, but reality was cruel. Aside from the very first time the enforcer's light sword collided with his heavy sword, he made the sorrowful discovery that his sword never touched the opponent again, not even a corner of their clothing.

Inside the mysterious base, Dr. Gero was working frantically at the experimental table, totally engrossed in his research. Lying upon the table was none other than Android 17, whom he was painstakingly modifying into one of the ultimate androids.

There were no lights below. Dusong picked up a flashlight and shone it inside, but Su Lü impatiently snatched the flashlight right out of his hand.

The few of them stood on ceremony, bypassing the table without a second word and walking straight up. The three cultivators from the Giant Sword Sect led the way in front, the Thousand Dreams Sect walked in the middle, and the Sky Cloud Sect brought up the rear.

Nothing much, Han merely has a superficial understanding of puppet arts and refined a few for driving purposes. How could they possibly catch the eyes of you two fellow Daoists? Han Li replied indifferently.

Facing the unexpected and sudden attacks of the Rat King and the Insect King, Lu Wu was caught completely off guard and sustained minor injuries. Because of this, he could only temporarily avoid their sharp edge and chose to retreat immediately, using his spatial ability to turn invisible and vanish into the night.

A wave of cold air descended from the equator, and Nanjiang entered the coldest period of the year, though it remained uncertain when snow would finally fall.

As for this newly born younger sister, although she "hijacked" the name of another sister from his memory, Li Chengqian still liked her very much.

In such a grand banquet hall, a refined figure like Li Muybai had specifically sought out Rong Haishen, and judging by that tone, there was clearly an air of watching a good show.

Li Si curled his lips. Although he didn't quite understand all the various uses of these soul crystals, he could tell from the attitude of City Lord Zuo that they must be of great importance. Moreover, judging from the spiritual energy emanating from the soul crystals, the larger the crystal, the purer the spiritual energy it contained.

At the same time, just as the skull was about to undergo a massive explosion, and the two secondary spaces were on the verge of catastrophic spatial destruction due to a failed fusion, the Wing of Slaughter released a red and blue intertwined radiance.

When Li Chengqian saw this imperial edict, his first reaction was that his moral character was indeed steadfast, and his dear old man hadn't doubted for a second that he had fabricated the data.

Our Qingxu Temple was founded by Patriarch Bodhi, and following the Son of the Star God to the death is our mission. Old Daoist Kongxu pays his respects to the Master, the Son of the Star God! Old Daoist Kongxu knelt before Congyi.

In other words, is the framework of the system established back then no longer adaptable to the current situation? After a cult leader brought up this issue, he spoke thus.

He had a deep understanding that in such enterprises, high-level executives were busy merely coping with banquets, socializing, and engaging in treacherous power struggles. The only ones who genuinely worked hard and solidly were the grassroots lower-level managers struggling bitterly at the bottom.

Just by extending a single massive hand, Han Lang could sense the supreme divine might emanating from it, feeling appalled in his heart. It was hard to imagine just how powerful a true quasi-god could be! Could they truly cover the sky with one hand and slaughter all these Soul Clansmen completely?

Li Yun usually caught usable fish from the Black Sea. Han Lang had tasted them before; they were extremely delicious and carried a rich concentration of elemental energy, which deeply astonished Han Lang.

Recalling everything that had happened upon entering the Heavenly Meteoric Ruins this time, Zhu Yan felt as though it were all a dream. Had he not saved Han Lang's life at the critical moment, he probably wouldn't have encountered such an opportunity, let alone have the chance to reunite with his wife.

It was precisely by relying on this calm-in-a-crisis resourcefulness that Chen Congjia managed to escape danger time and time again.

Nanfang Xue's body shuddered with anxiety once more, and she almost cried out loud to object. But she also knew that if she showed an overly enthusiastic attitude toward the Mount Hua Sect, it would inevitably arouse Jiang Liezhen's suspicion, making this act impossible to carry on.

He nodded toward Chong'an, a trace of coldness actually curling the corner of his lips. Whoever became emperor was all the same; what business was it of hers?

Coupled with a growing desire to retreat and seeing that the Eagle Wang remained as cold as ever toward Xiang'er, Yun Shan grew even more disheartened.

Sister Qing on the other end of the phone immediately grew nervous, Detective Chen, can I not go? Haven't I already written down my testimony? She still harbored great apprehension toward the Li family, fearing retaliation.

Yunque gave her a sideways glance and pointed casually. Pan Jinlian expressed her gratitude, walked over to the meat-cutting table, gathered some sauces for herself, and went into the inner hall.