Chapter 151: Dragon-Worship Cult

The power of the dimensional space was very strong.

The human avatars it captured were not in the same cosmic dimension, but some worlds were normal, some worlds were unfinished buildings, and some even worse worlds were cesspools.

Deng Ken had just encountered an unfinished building; fortunately, it wasn't a cesspool world, otherwise, he would have had to figure out a way to blow it up and be done with it.

An unfinished building, after all.

It could still be lived in with repairs, but that was the job of a True God; there was no doubt...

The roars of the lions rose to the sky like a raging fire, sweeping across the boundless desert; everyone was terrified by it.

"Was there a car accident?" Sika was stunned; she had long heard that Wu Yanqing's driving wasn't great. Last time he took Yoona to Busan, he almost took Yoona to heaven.

The Nets' passing wasn't as bad as imagined; their players were actually quite decent on offense at times. And then there was this young coach whom he had never been in close contact with before.

Ji Chang was at such a turtle's pace, how could he run far? Before he had even walked out of Zhaoge, he was caught up by Chao Tian and Chao Cuo leading the cavalry.

But the helicopter was like a drunken giant bird, desperately circling in the sky.

This was a famous minister of a generation, one of the three dukes of the current dynasty who held the military power of the Jin State, Grand Marshal Wang Bin. Although he was prominent in public, he appeared simple, upright, and not luxurious.

"His Grace the Duke does not have such great power." Midia put her hood back on, not forgetting to pick up the clay pot before leaving.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the police car led the way, and the journey was smooth and unobstructed; the group had already arrived in front of the old house.

These 12 extra shots were precisely the second-chance scoring opportunities created by Sun Dahei grabbing offensive rebounds! 12 shots represented 12 scoring opportunities, and the reasonable reason for the Cavaliers' fifteen-point deficit was found.

As for the moment, Wang Siyan said nothing, quietly listening to Murong Hua's roaring in rage. However, Wang Siyan was thinking about things and didn't hear exactly what was being roared. Suddenly, amidst the roaring, a bell-like sound like a clear spring rang out.

Because, on Yang Xiao's body, the starlight was even more brilliant; with a casual point, a large amount of starlight surged out from his body, similarly transforming into a long sword of starlight, which struck Deacon Qin's shoulder.

Besides this, there was no clue about the news of the Sun Essence Fire he had specifically been paying attention to, and he was even less willing to leave just like that.

Not only that, he also secretly infiltrated the laboratory of Changsheng Pharmaceutical, and according to the formula he had researched earlier, manufactured a special potion.

But if it were soul trauma combined with physical trauma, even if one lay down for half a year, the injuries might not necessarily improve.

"So, Fellow Daoist Zhen Luo is seeking me out because he wants to join forces to finish off the Mother of the Mayfly Insects." Lin Hao pondered with a contemplative expression for a long time before speaking slowly.

Seeing Bureau Chief Cui's rare serious expression, Han Yu couldn't say anything, so he had to leave obediently.

Lei Qingrou suddenly remembered that Fang Hui was a super expert; having experienced so many great changes since entering the secular world, it had actually made her forget this point.

Gou Ye was also a clever person; otherwise, how could he still want to fish for some benefits in the critical moment of extreme danger just now?

Feng Hao was still in the middle of sleeping, his brain seemed to be having a beautiful dream, and a very happy smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. To Gong Yuting's calling, Feng Hao did not respond.

Right now, Chen Yujiao's performance had already caused a commotion among the martial artists present. People were already pointing at Chen Guanlin.

Being spoken to like this by him, Lan Siqi was actually a little shy, her pretty face blushing slightly; she slowly released Chen Hao's arm and stood to the side, lowering her head and saying nothing. Chen Hao also coughed in some embarrassment and said, "Qi'er, this is a senior expert from the Changhe Sword Sect."

Pondering for a long time, whether it was heaven's will or a coincidence, Yang Tianming didn't know, but he had thought through the pros and cons of this matter. ===== CHAPTER 152 =====