Chapter 207: Wang Yu, the Anti-Toxin Vanguard, Master Mangxiang, and Loyalty

Just like a long and treacherous game of power, the ambition of the great cultivators burned like a raging flame.

Wang Yulou had seen the rising thick smoke from the very beginning; it was only amidst the flickering firelight that the hidden truth became clear to him today.

The ten-thousand-year-old demon Master Mangxiang and the Xian Alliance partner Qingrui have already played their cards.

Now, Qiu Mile and Xuan Zhuan stand before the Dharma body of the Divine Light, waiting only for this legendary Xian Zun of the Western Sea to play his card.

Divine Light, it is your turn.

In a daze, a voice calling her name after another reached her ears.

Just near this spiritual stone, a golden-furred monkey stood tall, its waist straight, wearing a grass skirt, with empty eyes gazing at the immortal stone before it, appearing to smile and cry, to be angry and resentful, full of strangeness.

"Put him down, and the Saint might spare your life out of consideration for your years of hard work." Suonan's voice was somewhat stiff, cold as frozen iron.

From the Mu family, Mo Wangchen learned that the first ancestor of the Asking Dao Xian Sect, who was also the founder of the sect, had once emerged from Zhi Canglan.

She had always known Helian Zhanzhi minded the matter of Shen Yanxi, but seeing him bring it up so awkwardly was the first time.

The family's ascetic forest is a very dangerous place for ascetic practice, filled with fierce wild beasts. It is said that disciples who enter to practice asceticism face nine deaths and one life, with very few truly surviving to come out.

Just now, he wanted to put on a subtle show of arrogance in front of Ye Di, in front of great beauties like Helian Xue'er and Xizi Qing, which would be the most fatal.

"Dad, it's not that I oppose your opinion; actually, I also want to go play in the NBA right now and earn money sooner. However, I have a promise and an agreement with Xunyao first, so I need to discuss it with her before making the final choice and decision." Neil said, looking at his parents with difficulty.

Now, in the void around, powerful experts of the Meng family at the Immortal Realm are hiding; Meng Hong does not believe that the Holy Son of Desperate Death would truly dare to attack him.

A familiar voice came over, making Sun Lin involuntarily shiver; he could tell that the voice was that of Master Wuchao.

Hearing the words of the Dongdong, every demon beast fell into deep thought, and flames of hope burned in their eyes...

Here, not only is there a mighty great formation guarding, but also the country's most elite Imperial Guard; outside the city, nearly a million Central Army troops are stationed. Moreover, within the city, a vast number of Saint Fetus experts are stationed. Most importantly, in the depths of the royal palace, a Shen Tong Zunzhe with overwhelming power guards.

Indeed, the words "reward" plus the statement of large quantity immediately made him full of energy, his eyes shining brightly.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Then there's no problem, as long as it's not a waste." That was a Heavenly Grade War Blade; there are only a few in the entire Tianhuang now. If it were truly cut off like this, he would really be heartbroken to death.

Hearing Situ Xing's words, not only Li Tiangang, but also Lai Dabu showed shock in their eyes.

"You don't even know this? Dart skills are divided into levels of Grandson, Son, Father, and Grandfather. Those with good skills can be Fathers or Grandfathers; those with poor skills can only be Grandsons or Sons." Wei Yuhang said indifferently.

Garen, who was crying and screaming, seemed to turn into a meat grinder, spinning wildly and transforming into a huge windmill, carrying a feast of flying flesh and blood.

Thus, the group traveled north by land to Yue Port, then boarded a merchant ship heading north from Yue Port, passing through several places, and finally arrived in Tianjin.

Lu Tian also put away his casual expression and solemnly warned them of these matters. After receiving their agreement, Lu Tian withdrew his aura.

Time flew, and the bright sun in the sky slowly tilted quite a bit. At this moment, Han Feng rode his Harley out of the villa, then simply bid farewell to that middle-aged man. He still hadn't told Han Feng. He wasn't stupid; on Baidu, the chairman of the Wangde Group wasn't him, so who was he?