Chapter 49

After flying at top speed for about half a day, there were no longer any human cultivators within a hundred miles around him. Looking into the distance, an endless ocean stretched out before his eyes. Who could possibly imagine the hidden dangers lurking beneath this still-beautiful sea?

Chen Si, however, laughed and said, "That's simple enough. Through the dome, of course." Following the direction Chen Si pointed out, Gu Fengshou gradually noticed tiny drilled holes along a wall of golden bricks. These holes continued all the way up the dome and vanished directly above the emerald lotus flower.

Ling Fan looked toward Vice Curator Hong. This counter-question of his was exceptionally well-put; at least based on the clues currently available, he had no way to prove it.

As for the Falling Cloud Sect, although half of its spiritual vein had been seized, its mountain gate remained intact, which was indeed a rather peculiar matter. It seemed that the faction responsible for plundering the spiritual vein possessed rare restraint and benevolence, allowing the Falling Cloud Sect to preserve a thread of its legacy.

Just as Chen Yuxiang was about to set off, a sigh echoed amidst the spatial turbulence, and an incomparably exquisite and ethereal figure appeared before him.

"Leave your name, so that I, Fengchao, may know who my opponent is." A Qi-Refining realm cultivator retreated quite a distance before turning back to shout sternly.

"Ying Zheng!" Ying Zheng stated bluntly. Since he did not want others to know his identity as a palace slave just yet, he used his real name. Why not use Dures? Because by this time, that name was already resounding like thunder throughout the Yan Dynasty.

"Uh..." Ling Fan was momentarily struck speechless. He had only thought that he must never let Tianyu come to any harm, yet he had never considered what kind of consequences this matter would bring upon her, nor had he ever imagined how Tianyu might react if she were to learn of this decision of his.

To the east of the Sakura Kingdom lay the Azure Dragon Continent. If Chinese players from the Azure Dragon Continent wanted to cross over, it would take them three days to traverse the continental battle paths. Because his side had always maintained the upper hand, he had not requested reinforcements from the Chinese players on the Azure Dragon Continent, but now it seemed he truly needed to ask for help.

Lowering her head, she looked in utter disbelief at the Tianchen Sword piercing through her body, feeling the aura of death continuously pouring out from within her, her eyes wide open.

At this thought, several whip-like appendages erupted from beneath Muzan's feet, lashing out together and shattering the earth.

Although Ling An's words filled Li Shimin with pent-up frustration, upon careful reflection, they were indeed the truth.

Yet, braving the wind and waves, Liuli stood closest to Fuzhu, confronting the most powerful demonic beast with her solitary strength.

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He swiftly returned to the human realm, where numerous human cultivators joined forces to set up formations, sending countless rays of light soaring into the clouds like blooming fireworks of various colors.

Only by understanding the combat power and abilities of one's subordinates can one formulate better strategies. However, if it required sacrificing a Transcendent subordinate, it simply wouldn't be worth it.

His original purpose in coming here was to leverage the power of renowned sects like Mount Longhu to better propagate his teachings to the world.

Once such a palm print or fist strike was unleashed, if it failed to instantly kill the Demon Queen, the caster would be devoured by her.

Yet when that delivery truck drove alongside a row of ambulances and was about to pass them by, right at the moment of making a turn, it inexplicably swerved as if guided by a ghost.

Strangely enough, despite such a major event occurring, the Great Elder of the Haotian Alliance never showed his face from beginning to end.

The words spoken by the mysterious figure were like a whirlpool, pulling at her body, tearing at her hair, and dragging her down into an endless abyss.

The few of them exchanged glances and were just about to agree when Zhan Kexin returned unexpectedly, her sharp voice piercing in from outside.

Disregarding everything else, the blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the human cultivator ahead, who was leaping and dodging like a nimble monkey.

If Liu Huaidong really held a grudge over that missile and struck out with a single palm, let alone Liu Changchun being unable to protect his son, even everyone in this room combined probably wouldn't be able to block Liu Huaidong's casual blow.

Ling Feng remained utterly indifferent to all of this. He believed that if things continued along this path, the Xuantian Sect would surely come to seek him out.

Riding a white horse, she brought the tightly wrapped Chenfu to the banks of the Gar Chu River, hacked him into pieces with a bovine-horn dagger, and tossed him into the Gar Chu River piece by piece.

Seeing her like this, how could Leng Changlin possibly fail to guess her thoughts? He smiled faintly, raised his left hand, and pressed his heavy palm onto Xiang Wan's back.

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Ling Feng was deep in thought. He had experienced the trials of the third and fourth floors, recalling the performance of this Lu Xueqi just now.

Struck by such a powerful impact, Broly's body leaned forward and he nearly lost his balance. He hurriedly adjusted his posture, attempting to use a backflip to regain his footing.

Just as Gohan thought he had escaped disaster and prepared to launch another attack, a bloody slash suddenly split across his face.

Hongying and Luliu had once been defeated by Li Bufu, and the Twelve Bronze Men Formation had also been broken by Li Bufu.

"Young Master Yong, do we really have to cripple one of our hands? Can't we just go over to the Huichun Courtyard later and pay some money to settle it?" Tianqi clung to a sliver of hope.

"Isn't this place the Mirror Realm? Why are you still asking for my true feelings?" Moyuan retorted. From the very moment of entering that temple in a daze, she had recalled the lingering moment when she finished talking with Lu Zhiming and left the room.

Xuan Wudao's reason was that taking the teleportation array prevented one from seeing the scenery along the way, and he wanted to enjoy the landscape during the journey.

She struggled to part the branches and caught sight of a figure in blue robes closely following a man in black-and-gold robes. Could it be this young master in blue?

Chu Hao had not yet returned to look for them or ask about it. Never mind, she would wait until Chu Hao asked himself.