Chapter 78: Returning to the Origin Spirit Realm, the Cause and Effect of Returning to Emptiness (Chapter Three, Three Thousand Char

Regarding the killing power of the Five Elements Immortal Light, Chen Daoxuan gave a slight nod.

After a brief practice, Chen Daoxuan could calculate that if he exerted his full strength in deploying the Five Elements Immortal Light, it should be somewhat stronger than the supreme Dao art Yin-Yang Axe that accompanied the Yin-Yang Great Transformation Immortal Scripture.

But looking at the Five Elements Immortal Light, which had become illusory by a tenth, and the magical power he had consumed, Chen Daoxuan shook his head slightly.

This was yet another 【truncated in source】 between the Five Elements Immortal Light, the Four Symbols Immortal Wall, and his original three Immortal Arts.

So the two came to Jiangjun Fu and saw the gate guarded layer upon layer by Yicang soldiers. They did not dare linger and gawk at the entrance, afraid of arousing suspicion, and could only swallow their anger, hurrying past the gate with lowered heads.

Jun Wuxie grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage, lifting the curtain, only to see Luo Qingyue's right hand dripping with fresh blood, while she leaned against the inside of the carriage as if on the verge of collapse.

And this time, after finally seizing a chance to capture Xu Xiangxiang and bring her back for good, who would have thought that Ye Qingcheng would appear at this very moment.

Pei Chengyue's face instantly went deathly pale, staring at Mo Zihan in astonishment. He truly could not understand why Mo Zihan's eyes had noticed the guard behind him, someone who could not possibly draw any attention at all.

In the carriage heading home, Gu Lanshan kept her big eyes wide open, silently watching the familiar scenery flash past the window.

"Tears left on the face, dried by the cold wind, will make the face hurt…" Although his voice was still low and hoarse, not pleasant to hear at all, she nevertheless felt a thread of warmth and tenderness.

In a daze, she returned to the past; she saw that naive, pure Xu Xiangxiang who had loved Ye Qingcheng with all her heart.

Startled, the man was about to spring up, but immediately felt the coldness transmitted at his throat, and forcibly stopped the motion of leaping up.

Gu Lanshan's face flushed even redder in an instant; she bit her lower lip, opened her sleep-hazy eyes, and glared at Shengshi.

Taking her fiercely, wanting to melt her into his own bone and blood — this way, she would still belong to him, wouldn't she? From the very beginning, everything of yours must belong to me.

Seeing this scene, the Huaxia warriors guarding the rooftop were so enraged their eyes nearly split; one after another they swung their gun muzzles around, madly firing at this enormous demon ape.

Lin Moyan trailed behind Ji Ruchen, chattering nonstop, just short of grabbing Ji Ruchen's sleeve and crying.

After folding the tissue in his hand into a neat square and stuffing it into the trash bin, Shen Junkong gave a light laugh, his tone brimming with undisguised contempt and coldness.

Both of them were in tattered clothes, drenched in blood, their bodies covered everywhere with wounds inflicted by the claws of the Heavenly Demon Cat.

Although Mu Qing's fans had not openly torn into Jin Yanxuan, they had long since begun boycotting the things Jin Yanxuan endorsed.

Following a burst of the sounds of blades, swords, fists, and kicks, a sweet voice drifted from afar into Li Yunxiao's ears. The voice was extraordinarily pleasant, like a gurgling stream flowing gently, striking the heart.

Chi Yuan did not pay it much mind — Chi Dun's bad reputation was not something of just a day or two — but what exactly was that Anti-Chi Faction?

This was just like how a single force shatters ten thousand laws: when strength reaches a certain degree, it can break through spells. This Ghost General had actually blocked Ao Tingxin's offensive through sheer, decisive combat skill.

In normal combat, explosive-type Star Skills and control-type Star Skills cooperating with each other can produce very high output.

Just this kind of freakish physical control ability, and what could be called battle experience forged through a hundred fights.

The eyes of each and every elder of the Golden-Pupil Tribe blazed with golden light, and one after another they hurriedly retreated.

Nor did Beichen Yeyan keep it for himself alone; reaching out, he handed that jade pendant to Beichen Shuopeng, who sat nearby.

Ouyang Feng nodded noncommittally; he could be certain that Zhang Fan's result this time had definitely exceeded 15 seconds.

"Tian Ge, look — those patrol soldiers are starting to tire, they're yawning one after another. Should we begin our move?" Liu Lang observed that the patrolling men were yawning, and even the guards were "worshipping the gods" and dozing off.