Chapter 1101

"Peak of the Sovereign Realm!"

Xu Qing's expression was as usual, with no abnormality.

This matched the Young Master's own posture. Although he was despised by many cultivators because of his lechery, almost everyone had to admit one thing.

In terms of cultivation, combat power, and aptitude, he had not disgraced the identity of the Son of Aurora.

His cultivation was only half a step away from being a Quasi-Immortal, and as for combat power... it was even more astonishing.

Many years ago, he had a record of fighting against a Quasi-Immortal.

The warm breath, following Asou Nami's movements, rushed straight toward Lin Canghai's ear, and a burst of fine hairs stood up following Asou Nami's movements.

Especially the siblings Yulong Feifei, they were all very shocked that such a young Situ Ruifeng was actually a powerful Dou Huang realm expert, yet even so, he could not break through that thin layer of cyan light screen.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from afar, which instantly caused the expressions of the three old men to change drastically; their eyes were completely filled with intense fear, and their complexions turned pale in a flash.

Compared to Ye Yi's boldness, Lin Ming was a bit innocent. After all, he was just a nerd from the Celestial Empire; although he could think about it at will in his mind, once it came to real things, he was still very serious.

Squinting his eyes, Lin Rui was also weighing in his heart whether to take action; the danger was really too great, and he could not guarantee that he could leave alive.

Hua Yan was originally a bit confused, and in this confusion, he could vaguely see, or rather, could feel, that what was placed on his neck was the Yanming Sword.

"You must still remember the things from the time of the God-Demon War, right? After I used the three-colored light, many gods died in an instant. Because I showed mercy, many of them escaped," Saint Puss recalled calmly.

Meteor asked: "Xixi; tell us how to adjust, which flight posture is safer."

What's more, that was an attack by a Dou Zun realm expert; even if it was an attack using a drop of water or a leaf, it possessed an attack power unimaginable to ordinary people.

As a coach, Liu Guoliang certainly knew that these words of his would have a great impact on the domestic basketball sports field, and might even offend some people and cause Zhao Mu to bear a lot of pressure because of this.

The halberd is one of the ancient weapons, created after the bow and arrow; its shape is slightly similar to the dagger-axe, both are horizontal blades; old sayings say it is a straight blade, I don't know what the basis is? What makes it different from the dagger-axe is that the support is slightly raised, forming a slanted shape, and there is also a blade on the top of the inner side. Ancient noble families all stood halberds at the door to show official honors, so it is a weapon that also serves as an honor guard.

Zhang Yuanhao estimated that his current level was about the same as it was on the Qingxuan Continent, around the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. It's just that on the Qingxuan Continent, he had comprehended the true meaning and had multiple profound spells, so his combat power was naturally much stronger.

The current Kunlun team, each person has a sea beast gold medal, a team of two thousand people, all gathered on the island to practice formations.

Zhang Yuanhao called back Fuling and quickly climbed the stairs, only to feel that this staircase was like an endless one; he couldn't see the end looking forward, and couldn't see the way back looking behind, and finally only a vast expanse of white remained.

Under such terrifying sword momentum, several powerful Nascent Soul late-stage experts at the scene had cold sweat on their foreheads; such power, even they did not have the confidence to take this move.

The first few days were basically quite satisfactory, and it was completely within You Jingyan's expectations.

The male ghost did not answer Huiwu's words. Seeing that he had really escaped, he rushed to one side and roared loudly. Cold wind blew again around them.

Daoist Tianchen led a group of family heads, as well as sect masters, and there were also several Tribulation Crossing loose cultivators, which could be described as extremely grand.

Some were killed by him in his previous life, with no grievances or enmity; some were slaughtered by the previous owner of his body in this life; and some were killed by his own hands after he was reborn. The number added up to more than a hundred, and at a glance, almost a thousand.