Chapter 443: City Entry Assessment

Xianlin City, White Jade Tower.

Surrounding a celestial platform, seventy-two virtual shadows slowly emerged.

Among them, some figures had unclear faces, some had expressionless faces, and only a small number of figures had flickering gazes.

"According to a report from a fellow Daoist from the Haiyuan Realm who is guarding the city today, two cultivators have arrived from outside."

"They claim to be cultivators from the Tianyuan Realm. The Tianyuan Realm is of the same origin as the Tianming Realm and is a subordinate cultivation realm of the Immortal Palace, an Immortal King-level force in the Immortal World!"

He and his Master were both men full of Yang energy; those dirty things didn't dare to get close and couldn't harm them.

At 2:00 PM, Takeda Shingen's main force of 2,000 soldiers and Baba Nobufusa's 1,000 soldiers climbed the hillside at the southern end of the basin. Following them was that high-flying Furinkazan horse seal.

Xiao Yu's meeting with Wu Yu was very brief. He was a superior, so naturally, there was no need to care about what an Immortal Master thought. Wu Yu clearly knew her place; an Immortal Master had no right to speak in front of a Divine Master, especially since the other party was about to become a Divine Messenger of the Fate Witch Palace, so she naturally dared not offend him even more.

It wanted to be resurrected in flesh and blood. Recalling that day, several bishops accidentally broke in, were caught by the black energy, had their souls swallowed, and then were put back into the human world to set up a conspiracy to lure strong people to come, absorb the other party's flesh and blood essence, and let itself be resurrected.

Zhao Huan hadn't seen Ye Lingxi for a while. She knew she had many things to do, so she didn't go to disturb her.

And after doing this experiment, one cannot eat that relief medicine, because it contains conflicting ingredients, but Lin Anuan ate a lot, so she coughed up blood.

As they spoke, envious and jealous glances couldn't help but be cast toward Chang Li. The Outer Object Peak was mostly disciples with no hope of Foundation Establishment, who could never truly fly in this life.

Feeling the wind whistling past his ears, his body seemed to be swept into a vortex, drifting and turning for a while, before suddenly stopping.

"Yes, Master, disciple will definitely keep it in mind." Yan Xiangnuan listened to the teachings earnestly and also kept the three rules of the sect mentioned by Zhang Yuan firmly in mind.

"So you think the Sanhao family has a conspiracy? Did they notice our plan?" Yu Qiuping asked.

Zhao Yun picked up his phone and saw a message sent to him. Zhao Yun looked at it, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"This is the punishment given to us when the Blade of Blood Weeping trained us." Xia Hou Dun said slowly.

This sentence, heard by Fisherman Eighth Master and the black ghost brought back by Wang Chong, sounded like the voice of a judge from the eighteenth level of hell.

Seeing Tian Quanshi and others die suddenly at home today, Guo Tonghai already believed Zhao Yan's words deeply, fearing that his son would also die early, so he hurriedly scraped together some money to beg Zhao Yan.

"Old Adams, don't worry! Our mercenary group will be the most powerful mercenary group in all of Africa! You will also be the most powerful mercenary group leader!" Zhao Yan raised his hand and grabbed into the void, grabbing a bottle of champagne and two wine glasses.

The sound of metal colliding rang out. Zhao Yun's Dragon Spear was knocked away by the pillar in Su Lie's hand, saving Baili Xuance.

"Is that so? Could it be that I, your father, wronged you?" The Underworld Throne said in a tone of disbelief.

"No, you guys split it!" Old Zhang said indifferently and continued walking toward the security room.

Su Zixu didn't feel anything wrong and turned to go home. Su Nian'an heard the footsteps getting farther and farther away before jumping away from Qiao Chu's arms, avoiding him like the plague.

The caravan guards around breathed a sigh of relief, rejoicing that they didn't have to fight these damn monsters—even if they knew they feared fire, that didn't mean these monsters weren't terrifying.

Yan Yuqing's expression changed. After taking an elixir to restore spiritual power, she stepped onto the Qingtong Spirit Sword silently and chased toward Zhu Jue from the air.

Even Qian Zixuan glared fiercely at that unlucky guy, obviously thinking that the other party had lost his face. ===== CHAPTER 444 =====