At that moment, the Exiled Immortal Sect Master had already thrown out a ring, intending to loop it around Yang Ni.
But Long Chen could not concern himself with that much. Even if he did not know the weight of the Crimson Gold Stone, he still had to take it out of this boulder, right?
After learning that Horn Fort's situation was unexpectedly favorable, even the Blessed Land slowed its assembly speed considerably.
A moment later, Su Yang arrived on the eleventh floor. Sure enough, just as he had expected, the demonic beast on this floor had once again transformed into a single beast. Only, it was now blood-red, and its cultivation had reached the Mid-stage Second Order, the same realm as Su Yang.
After all, they were not robbing or killing anyone. Even if they had now been encircled from both front and back, Long Chen had no direct evidence.
Thus, all sides could not help but bring out their ultimate weapons: deploying the exceedingly rare Feather Realm Mighty Experts.
Among these more than two million players, over ten thousand had voluntarily chosen to livestream this war.
However, Long Chen did not know about their discussion. If he had, he would surely have sneered again.
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Changkong Xingyu had no idea why, so he asked in confusion.
In truth, Jian Yi had no better option with this arrangement. After only one round of the top ten contest, there had already been one death and two serious injuries. He no longer cared whether trouble might arise. Since Su Yang and Hou Ba had a blood feud, he might as well let them settle it as soon as possible. Perhaps once their hatred was gone, these people would finally behave themselves.
"Alas, you were an unyielding and loyal subordinate. Ye admires you." Ye Juntian sighed, dug a pit on the spot, and buried Xiao Sancheng. He even carved out a crude stone tablet and wrote his name upon it—Tomb of Xiao Sancheng, Unyielding Loyal General of the Zhao Kingdom.
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"Because when I went ashore, I ran into these people and overheard their conversation." Jian Ling'er spoke with a grave expression.
Zongzheng He felt nothing but bitterness inside, yet he still had to put on a calm front. He was truly cursed by bad luck. He had no idea why he had been assigned second. Not only was there too little time to prepare, but being near the front also meant a greater chance of being subjected to a storm of criticism, didn't it?
Was it because the other gods had no resistance to Black Mud, or because this fox spirit was a sweet-looking schemer, making Black Mud unable to corrupt her? Lin Xiu secretly speculated while beginning to spin lies aloud.
Though they did not know how severe the consequences would be, Ao Kan and the other two were all experienced and knowledgeable. They knew there would certainly be aftereffects.
Just then, a sudden change occurred. A pile of rocks a hundred meters from Ye Juntian abruptly shot like flying arrows in a frenzied sneak attack against Ye Sheng.
The next day, Lin Sese rose early. When she opened the door, she saw Lin Xiaomo eating breakfast. She retreated into her room, found that card in her suitcase, then walked over and sat beside Lin Xiaomo.
Although Xu Yan was strong, barring any surprises, the Heavenly Venerable realm was beyond his reach.
For a time, with Mu Yunshu at the center, Su Qingyu stood frozen in terror on one side, while two handsome men who wanted to "save the beauty" but lacked the ability to do so stood on the other.
Moreover, he worried that if Huo Tianyou married Princess Anhe this time, Huo Tianyou would have Huihe's influence behind him from then on. Would his position as the Young Master of the Prince of the North still remain secure?
The brutal battle at Shuqing Market had finally ended. Countless sacrifices, countless acts of loyalty, and countless streams of blood left behind a splendid legend for future generations. Yet at this time, Li Tian, thousands of miles away, still knew nothing of it. He did not know that the market he had once defended had fallen. He was rejoicing.
—Eh? If so, Yan Zhong'an's status would be far higher than Jun Miaorong's! I wonder what the "acting city lord of Dreaming Dinghai City" would think of that?
Rebecca noticed the strange expressions on the two demons' faces. She lowered her head to glance at her clothes, and her face immediately turned as red as an apple.
Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked over. In the dim, sinister shadows, a Black Wind Wolf King, taller and stronger than the other Black Wind Werewolves, floated several feet above the ground and slowly flew toward him.
Sitting upon a Dragon Throne more than one rank higher than anyone else's meant that he had to possess understanding a level above others. When he had first ascended the throne, he had still been ignorant and naive. But after last year's upheaval in Tanzhou, Emperor Zhao Heng had experienced far too much. At the very least, he now understood the crucial balance of gains and losses between ruler and ministers.
Three Golden Core cultivators appeared side by side before Shui Xin and the others, openly blocking their path. They blocked the fastest and easiest road to Sky Fire Sect.
Outside the Spirit Beast enclosure, several Tianyan Sect cultivators stood guard. But this thin defense was immediately shattered by the Xuannan Sect warriors, who rushed into the enclosure and began attacking the Spirit Beasts.
That light was quite bright, yet not at all dazzling. It was completely unlike the explosive burst from when it had fought monsters before.
In the price system of the early Song Kingdom, the purchasing power of ten thousand strings of cash differed greatly from that of a century later. Three copper coins could buy one dou of grain; one could imagine how much grain ten thousand strings of copper coins could purchase.
Boss Sun instinctively glanced at the famous watch on his wrist and discovered that only a quarter of an hour had passed. The impatience on his face finally eased considerably. At least one thing had gone his way.
Yuan Chen's ancestors had, after all, been Sword Forgers. At their core, the Four Great Sword Gods were all first-rate Sword Forgers. The fact that they had been entrusted by Heaven and Earth showed that their sword-forging skill had been recognized by Heaven and Earth. This forging talent had likewise been passed down to Yuan Chen through his bloodline.
The Demonic Beast Patterns once inscribed on Yuan Chen's body had now all been imprinted within his bones. His pale skeleton became strangely divine, as though All Gods and Buddhas had fashioned a golden body, fused with Heaven and Earth, natural and flawless.
This press release had caused an uproar within the industry at the time. It was extremely rare for a press release to so openly disparage another celebrity. It was practically two celebrities and two entertainment companies publicly tearing into each other.
Yet in truth, he easily dodged the blow. The instant he darted lightly out of the inner hall, the people outside also rose and walked over.
This man did not look much like Wan Jiang or Wan Dongsheng, but for some reason, Lin Ran felt that he was a member of the Wan Family. His relationship with Wan Jiang was likely as close as Wan Dongsheng's, perhaps even closer.