Chapter 155: Wang Yulou, at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer realm, attempts to kill the first Foundation Establishment of Dishui Cave (1

Walking through the Yuan Shi palace, Yulou thought of a question.

Foundation Establishment elders within the sect often reside in cloud-piercing mansions above the sky; the Lin family's mansion was already large enough, yet the Yuan Shi residence could even be called a palace.

Very good, very grand, but how do these floating mansions stay aloft without falling?

If driven by formations, the spirit stones consumed would naturally be vast in quantity, and judging by the treatment where even every elder has a cloud-piercing mansion...

Before Esther took control of Freedom City, she went to Ice City to meet Mei Yi once, together with Lady Alicia—Lady Alicia this time was truly not there to spy on Mei Yi, but to escort Esther to her post.

On the grotesque face, flesh and skin began to drop off with a 'pitter-patter', leaving only that gloomy white bone.

Among fragments resembling broken bronze mirrors, Yi Ze slowly walked forward, heading toward the distance, a tall figure.

These bell sounds possessed a magical power, capable of affecting the mind and inducing a hallucinatory sensation.

"Betty, I will. You must take good care of yourself in the army." Perti also couldn't help but burst into tears.

Illya, Loloqi, Angelia, Cocoria, Lilith, and others took turns kissing the dried hand of Pope Klapaous, each unable to stop their tears.

A three-star cone blade appeared in the scar-faced man's hand; Chu Fan paid it no mind. The wound on his shoulder had just healed instantly, giving him the confidence. While dodging the three-star cone blade, he was thinking in his heart about what method could make the scar-faced man completely lose his combat ability.

Yi Ze frowned, just about to concentrate and listen, when suddenly everything around him became bright.

Although this press conference was said to have relatively affordable ticket prices, as a stage debut, whether it could gain everyone's approval remained to be seen.

My phone rang; it was Jian Mingchen calling. He said Ye Feiqing's phone wasn't being answered and guessed he must be busy. I told him he was in a meeting.

If you die, you can become a ghost to take revenge, but have you thought about the living, about your family? Have you thought about them?

When Lu Wu kissed her just now, she originally felt nothing wrong, even quite happy, but thinking of the many servants outside, many of whom she had seen for the first time, she became uneasy again.

While knocking on the door irritably, he remembered that Shen Xi had twice or thrice tried to speak but stopped herself before him. Previously, he felt that perhaps Shen Xi had discovered his filthy thoughts, so he never dared to ask Shen Xi what she wanted to say.

Before Xiao Chen could pay his respects, she raised her hand and said, "This is not a real imperial palace; there is no need for so many rules. Sit." Her voice was extremely soft and pleasant, yet within it lay an authority that could not be disobeyed.

The latest battle situation came through the radio waves. At this point, deceiving humanity was of no use; one could only tell all Huaxia people the true battle situation, while also not forgetting to encourage everyone not to give up hope.

The light of the Demon Lord's Feather and the Demon Seed around him mingled, flickering brightly and dimly, while the internal energy Xiao Chen had just used to break through the realm barrier slowly receded.

When Zhuang Yan saw our situation, his face sank terribly; the first person he glared at was Song Qianxiu. Song Qianxiu did not avert his gaze and apologized to us with guilt.

Similarly, he also held a stack of sheets in his hand, just not as many as Assistant Chen's.

Fu Xue was speechless. Her gaze fell once again on Su Jingchu's back, and she sighed, thinking, "Look, even Pei Jun doesn't believe you didn't do it on purpose."

Xiang Mingque only had a rudimentary grasp of Wu Gong; how could he compare to the Silver Angel, an old soldier of such high martial skill? Caught off guard, he was on the verge of being chopped off his horse by the leader among the Silver Angels.

Li Yueming called again, saying crude oil and gold had seen a major market movement; the teacher had started giving trade signals. He asked me to inform Aunt Qingyu. My seat number had also been applied for; once the funds were transferred, I would be a VIP client of Baina Global.