Chapter 68

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Inside the Primal Shield, the myriads of powerful beings were struck with great panic, looking up in shock as the previously thick energy barrier grew abruptly pale and thin at this moment.

"Report, Colonel. I am blocked in the enemy's escape tunnel. I will try to blast the tunnel open with my autocannon. If I unfortunately perish in action, please tell my father..." Park Hae-chao's voice abruptly vanished from the channel at that exact instant.

"You don't need to prepare anything. Just stay home and wait for me!" Having said that, Fei Liangyan hung up the phone.

Ren Tiezui lay in the east room, snoring heavily. After waking up from his nap, he suddenly felt something was amiss in the west room. He cupped his ear and listened for a moment, but couldn't make out anything, so he turned onto his side again and continued to sleep soundly.

Today, the arrival of Ko Ji-hyun brought immense surprise and joy to Sun Xiaohong. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected that such an academic prodigy would come to visit her at her home during her most disappointed and lowest moments.

Peng Mo nodded slightly, her tensed nerves relaxing a fraction. Ever since she first saw Jin Zhe in the Imperial Garden, she knew he was a clever one.

As Cui Feng practiced the Ten Directions Yama Sutra to the twenty-ninth layer, the might of the Nine Nether Spirit Bullets also surged drastically. Landing on the Hao Celestial Dog at this moment, it directly tore away patches of fur from its body, leaving it completely bald.

"Get lost, you trash." The young master turned his gaze to the three scarred, sturdy men, his expression instantly turning icy. At his tone, the complexions of the three muscular men turned ashen instantly; not daring to leave, they hurriedly dropped to their knees and begged for mercy continuously.

Wrapping his arms tighter around Yu Die's delicate body of his own accord, Xie Qiao reached his other hand toward his waist out of habit, only to find it completely empty, which made his heart tighten involuntarily.

"What are you thinking about?" At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind. Wang Xuanlong turned around to see a huge dragon-shaped light projection appearing behind him, and simultaneously, at the tail of the dragon, there was also a golden figure.

The door was kicked open abruptly, accompanied by a rush of cold wind pouring into the room all at once. Aside from this, the room was exceptionally silent. I said nothing at all, merely casting a glance at the item tossed onto the heated brick kang: it was an all-red tunic and trousers set, dazzlingly gaudy to the extreme. Was I supposed to wear this thing?

This was precisely Ryan's skill, a method of mental domination utilizing spiritual power to manipulate the physical body, bursting forth with all of its potential and converting it into speed.

Time was pressing, and Chen Xi naturally had no idle time to wear himself out near the elevator platform against the Zerg. Earning evolution points also depended on the circumstances; their top-priority task was to escape from this area besieged by the Zerg. As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood—no matter what, nothing surpassed the importance of this.

Driven to a desperate end, the Japanese chose to use a nuclear bomb to defend their last remaining shred of dignity. The extreme, fanatical nature of this nation was vividly displayed at this moment, shocking the entire world. Fortunately, this was the last time.

"Sub-leader Flash! Make your move! Kill this murderer!" Hizcliff appeared behind Sub-leader Flash at some unknown point, speaking in a tone that was calm yet filled with both temptation and threat.

To place a bishop under house arrest, and moreover to make her obey the rules so obediently—such a feat was truly rare.

Suddenly, an Audi A6 drove into the journalists' field of vision, and they began filming without a word, following the principle of rather killing by mistake than letting anyone slip away.

After brief instruction, Yang Jian and the others also learned how to use parachutes. However, since the terrain below was a dense forest rather than flat ground, a certain amount of danger still remained, though for cultivators, this was hardly a major issue.

As a late-stage Spirit King realm cultivator, Shuli's exclamation actually carried a trace of trembling chill, as if she had sensed some extremely terrifying omen.

Zhao Ming walked and stopped by turns, carefully examining those scrolls. Some of the scrolls here were not of very high grade, while others were of quite a high grade, but everything depended entirely on one's own luck; whether one chose well or poorly was a matter of destiny.

"However, I don't know how to absorb it." Yang Jian looked pitifully at Meng. Given this fellow's family background, he must have been in contact with such items quite often.

They weren't staring at him alone, but rather at the entire cruise ship. Individual people or objects were no longer qualified to be their targets; only the collective gathering of all characters could catch their eyes.

"Rest assured, I won't make a joke of my child's life." Having said that, Zhuang Zhongren snatched the antidote right out of Zhong Rushui's hand.

"Just teasing you, let's go." Ji Muyu smiled happily, then left him with the view of her retreating back.

"Wang Tian," Yang Jian called out. Wang Tian blinked his eyes sleepily; presumably having slept for too long, it took him quite a while to finally wake up.

"Wan'er, listen to me. How could I possibly want to harm you? This medicinal material really is for treating insomnia," Murong Feng argued defensively.

To think she had made such a massive fuss searching all over for the two of them for so long, only to find out they had simply gone off to complete a mission?

Yuan Kai had completely lost his mind. Like a madman, he lunged forward, smashing his head forward with desperate, reckless force!

"Well, regardless, although this Sumeru Secret Realm is dangerous, the opportunities within it are quite substantial. If we cherish them well, we might gain many benefits," Prince Yan nodded, looking somewhat excited.

That the Spirit Masters' Academy occupied such a vast area in the inch-of-land-an-inch-of-gold Cloud Sky City demonstrated just how much importance the state attached to spirit masters.

The lingering sense of weakness after the secret technique used to boost strength failed, coupled with severe injuries, left Ye Muxiang's body already fragile. Following that, she continuously crashed through several large trees, making Ye Muxiang feel as though her body were falling apart. At this moment, Yang Ye pressed down on her again, and Ye Muxiang could not help letting out a weak, soft moan.