Loot Dropped? You're Not Enough on Your Own

Tang San's eyes widened, a trace of greed surfacing in them.

Not only him—even the powerful Spirit Saints and Soul Douluos, as well as nobles of considerable status, were all staring fixedly at the arena.

"Huh? Loot dropped?"

Yuan Qingtian let out a surprised sound. Looking at the soul bone that had fallen to the ground and was radiating a powerful aura, he immediately understood.

When Golden Crocodile Douluo had severed Tang Hao's right arm earlier, he had probably obtained a soul bone as well.

Tang Hao's Right Arm Spirit Bone and Left Leg Spirit Bone were both treasures passed down through the Clear Sky Sect for many years.

There was also one of Tang Hao's Storage Bags.

The oldest of these soul bones was no more than seventy thousand years old. Naturally, he had no intention of absorbing...

Xu Guzhi's expression changed, and his aura burst forth in an instant. A heavy pressure swept toward Ling'er at once.

Mei'er lay obliviously against his broad chest, like a scorching branding iron. All around them was icy water, and he was enduring the strange sensation of Ice and Fire Duality. His hand still did not dare leave her for even a moment. Before the Refining Fire within her had completely died out, she still needed his True Qi to sustain her shattered soul.

Seeing Hu Xiu like that, he felt somewhat startled. From the looks of it, Hu Xiu had most likely cultivated this kind of technique.

Watching Li Xiaoyi's departing figure, Cheng Yue sighed softly in Ye Zhu's embrace, her eyes filled with unwillingness. Ye Zhu had now returned to Leng Xiao's appearance. He lightly tapped Cheng Yue's forehead with a finger, and she immediately fell into a deep sleep.

"Is this the limit of your ability? Or did I overestimate you?" His crimson eyes were filled with disdain. If Sun Wukong's strength was truly only this much, Ling Xiao was rather surprised that he had ever wanted to become brothers with him.

But Second Brother did not think like someone from the underworld. In a sense, he was still a law-abiding citizen.

That time, Yulia won. Kainona, the loser, buried this hatred deep within her heart.

"Yeah, it's been so long since I felt this good. My wife is so obedient and cooperative too." He woke up completely, and his hands began wandering restlessly over my body, squeezing and kneading.

The sound of waves in the distance made the tune even more mournful, as though it were calling Roland's name.

Ling Xiao looked at her speechlessly. What he had done just now was merely a precaution. Since he did not quite trust Alice and Dunbaba, he had to guard against them eavesdropping. Putting the Satellite Phone in the bathroom would have been enough, so why was she still putting on such an act?

By all normal conventions, she should have been finished, yet an inexplicable smile appeared on her face.

All he could see was a white world. There were no other points of reference. The mountain ranges had been buried, and the land stretched endlessly in every direction.

During the Great Crusade, the Empire continuously conquered and reclaimed worlds and star systems. Once most of the lost Forging Worlds had been recovered, the Empire, with Mars at its back, signed new Contract Agreements with those Forging Worlds and stripped the Mechanical God Cult of its autonomy.

The Southern Liang had already learned that Gao Cheng had led the remnants of Gao Huan's forces north into Youzhou, where they depended on the Rouran for survival. Although the Rouran had weakened, their hundred thousand Bowstring Warriors remained. At least for now, Yuan Guanshou would not pursue this band of defeated enemies.

The Bingdai Iron Cavalry was certainly elite, but Liangzhou's Heavy Horse Arrows were nothing to scoff at either. Youzhou, Bingzhou, and Liangzhou—the three northern provinces—had been renowned for their mighty cavalry since the Late Eastern Han Dynasty. Today, they would finally determine who was superior, and the two armies swiftly clashed.

Li Baogu truly thought so. If Wang Jinzhi and Li Aiguo moved out, she would let Li Aiguo and his wife have the five main rooms. That way, they would not need to spend much money building a house.

On the battlefield, the wings behind the Lord of the Blazing Sun had already spread open. Orange-red Flame curled into sparks across the Pale Gold Wings.

Just when Li Xiang thought it was over, Aozaki Touko took out another transparent, deep-blue bead.

All kinds of miserable cries rang out—screams, weeping, pleas for mercy. Though the slaughtered civilians scattered in every direction, the beasts still chased them down and trampled their bodies to pieces.