Chapter 1033: Daluo Flying Sky Sword Control

And this "Butcher Mo Codex" was indeed useful.

In the next Earth-rank Sword Debate, facing the Vajra Sect, Mo Hua's formations were restricted to the utmost.

Conventional formations were not all that hard to deal with, especially for those veteran formation elders of the Qianxue Prefecture realm.

The general pattern of Mo Hua's formations was indeed all within their deductions.

The inherent flaws of the formations were further magnified.

For example, the slow formation of the array—even Mo

Linglong saw Lin Jiangluo sprawled in a sorry heap on the ground and raised her foot to stomp down, but just at that moment, a cold flash of light swept in from the side. Startled, Linglong leapt back a step, yet her arm was still slashed open by the blade.

Shen Xia turned her head away, looking at the reflection on the elevator wall, Han Che's large hand pressed against the elevator wall, leaving her nowhere to escape.

I pinched the muscle on his arm, and sure enough it was so hard I couldn't pinch it. He pulled me back into his embrace again, his body still carrying a faint smell of sweat that hadn't fully evaporated, but this scent instead made me feel all the more simple and natural.

Ran Qing did indeed find it strange in her heart; from the faintly sorrowful look in her eyes one could tell she was in great pain, yet somehow it was different.

Ji En had the intention to rush out and help those people, but unfortunately Feng Huang and Ed held her tightly, not letting her go out.

Zhou Ziqing tidied his clothes a bit, then left with unhurried steps. After he left, another quarter of an hour passed before a figure emerged from behind the concealed rockery, vanishing in a few leaps.

"Otherwise why would I have left halfway that day? And the final lottery draw—that was nothing but Jue Ji's deliberate arrangement. He played you again and again, didn't you sense it at all? Why is it that I love you so much, yet you feel nothing at all?" Toward the end, Han Che tightened his grip on Shen Xia's hand.

Shen Ninghua couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Bai Jin Jingjing and the others can hardly wait for me to do exactly this. Once I beat a batch of people to death with a staff, they can stir up the former dynasty's censors to impeach me for murderous cruelty, and when that time comes, my reputation will be utterly gone.

In Zhichun Hall, Shen Ninghua sat in the chair beside Bu Yunqing, sizing up Consort Li and Consort Jing beside her. Consort Li was strikingly beautiful, with not the slightest trace left by the years on her face; instead, she had gained much gentleness and charm, every gesture and movement brimming with alluring seduction.

Shen Mo felt a slight disappointment in her heart. After clearly seeing her own appearance, she went from surprise to final contemplation, yet gave no response. Suddenly a surge of annoyance came over her, and she said in a stiff voice: "You should rest early." With that, she turned and left.

At this moment, several more wooden coffins exploded, and over thirty figures shot straight up, surrounding the thirty-six Vajra disciples.

On the final day, someone brought news to Tang Ye: Blood Shadow had summoned many people to surround and kill Tang Ye. Upon hearing the news, Tang Ye merely smiled casually. He thanked that person for tipping him off—some people know how to repay kindness, while others forget favors owed.

"Madam, may I ask where you will be dining?" Seeing Su Xing come out, the servant asked respectfully but with an expressionless face.

"Since you knew she was my junior sister, why did you hurt her?" Xiao Yang's voice actually dropped low, asking only mildly.

"This isn't using him, but helping him. If you hadn't intervened, they would have used him too. Fortunately you saw it, so you must step in, must save this child," Naya comforted. This was the second time she had seen Long Jianfei with such an expression; she understood him.

My sister was so scared she gave a full-body shudder, and I was stunned too. But thinking carefully, when Bai Liunian showed my sister before, he also had to lift up her clothes, so I soothed my sister saying it was fine.

It was only because back then, in a fit of anger that he would never use the Seven-Star Soul-Suppressing Pagoda, this seat took matters into my own hands and drove the Seven-Star Soul-Suppressing Pagoda against the enemy.

And you too, little sister—although you have many shops now, if there's no one backing you up, there will inevitably be people causing trouble. I always think that one day I'll make something of myself, so that everyone can live a better life.

As the eldest of the Bo family, Bo Shaoqing today specially took leave from work with his wife Ding Yao, waiting at the gate of the great mansion for Bo Shaohua's family to return.

Fortunately, her future was not in Jingcheng; her dream was still to travel the various countries and broaden her horizons.

In Guto's voice, one saw the great shaman walk out from the dark shadows, his steps appearing quite heavy and slow.

If there was any, did Su An know? Yuan Zhenxia asked this question aloud, but Su An shook her head.

At that time Wang Ping was still amazed that such low temperatures could cause such consequences; he never expected that a hundred years later, he himself would be wearing similar clothing, toiling under even more bitter cold.

The other neighbors, seeing this, also one after another closed their doors, indifferent to it all, only fearing being implicated themselves.

Titoro also left Tetra in the castle. After all, although Lonio's current strength was so great that even Titoro had to look up and sigh in admiration, his brain could never evolve to a clever realm no matter how it evolved. If there wasn't a clever demon by his side to assist him, he probably wouldn't even know what was happening if someone sold him off.

That person was just retracting the arm that had been waving, connected with the shadow that had suddenly appeared and vanished, making it seem as if she had tucked that "Golden Pupil" into her sleeve.

On the first day of practicing Pihua Gravity, not a single student could blast apart the humanoid dummy in front of them with a casual strike—including Wei Feng.

"Master! According to Earth's calendar, it is now December 12th, 19:41 in the evening." Shennong answered mechanically.

Upon hearing Dong Yu's words, Hai Sheng's face broke into a brilliant smile, and he nodded and followed behind Dong Yu, walking toward the airport exit.

Coldly snorting in his heart, Li Xun knew concealment was useless, so he simply reached into his robe and slowly drew out two feathers.

Saying this, Jerry sat down on the only piece of furniture in the room—a chair thick with dust. Apart from that, this empty home had nothing but photographs covering the entire room.

Psychological profiling requires an extremely broad knowledge base; one must have outstanding knowledge across all fields. The more experiences or encounters one has, the more accurate the psychological portrait produced.

"Oh my, Miss Yi, you really understand Tianqing—got hungry on your own? Auntie will make you something delicious." After what Tianqing had said earlier, the ache in Ye Lingyin's heart had eased somewhat, and added to her fondness for Yi Ruxue, it made Ye Lingyin suddenly appear much more spirited.

But Fang Zhongyong never thought he would receive Wang Bo's treatment. First, with the banner of Yuantong there, the monks of Huangjue Temple shouldn't be so excessive. Second, he wasn't as stingy as Wang Bo—he would still pay for meals. After all, a monk's money didn't come for free either, uh, though it seemed some money really did come for free.

"Wine and meat pass through the gut, the Buddha sits in the heart. With Buddha in the heart, one far surpasses those who chant Buddha with their lips." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, Luna directly clapped and shouted "well said."

Then a dark-red Shadowless Whip lashed out, and two pale-white souls were sucked into the dark-red Shadowless Whip. The whip began to flicker with a fresh-red glow, looking eerie and terrifying.

The trio of tenants had already gone back. These three brothers were bored out of their minds, and on the way back they were still talking about eating their way from one end of the food street to the other.