Chapter 1791: Realm of Seven-Colored Divine Light

The Realm of Colored Divine Light.

This is one of the most famous and beautiful Upper Realms in the Fallen Immortal World, where seven-colored light shrouds every place year-round.

This is one of the core Upper Realms of the previous Immortal Sect, the Formless Heaven Gate, serving as the inherited territory for the Shadow Demons and the Formless Dao Disciples across generations; no one knows why a sect that most loves concealment and assassination would favor such a beautiful, such a bright realm.

In the late stages of the Great Calamity, the weakened Formless Heaven Gate was destroyed by the Seven Slaughter Xiangong.

The Seven Slaughter Xiangong, as a matter of course,

She felt she had been teased; this fellow was truly too wicked—If you have an intention to buy a car, just say it directly; being so furtive like this, isn't this forcing me to think in twisted ways?

Hearing Xu Xianchun's words, Ximeng also laughed; to be honest, his plan was exactly that.

Recently, it seemed as if a rope had already tied these two together; wherever Guo Dalu was, Yan Qi was there.

Whoever has suffered the pain and torment he has suffered should have already learned to hide emotions in their heart.

"And then there is your grandfather's Eastern Depot," Wei Ximeng turned his head and said to his grandfather, Wei Zhongxian.

Below this, there was also a picture: a business car had been overturned and lay on the ground, while a truck was parked right there, with two rows of wheel friction marks on the road surface behind the vehicle.

In her heart, she felt a bit disdainful toward Feng Jun's question—Just because a Jin Dan cannot do it, doesn't mean no one can.

Tan Haicheng was driving the car; she originally thought he would eat something casual nearby, but the car drove to a restaurant in a five-star hotel.

This voice I found somewhat familiar; when I turned my head, I saw it was actually Chen Zhibin. Why did he appear now? After the battle at the mass grave, he had vanished without a trace, so how could he suddenly appear now?

The reason this Taiji Diagram is said to be eerie is that ordinary Taiji Diagrams are composed of black and white colors, whereas this Taiji Diagram is composed of red and black colors. The red of this object is like blood, as if inside it lies the hell of corpse mountains and seas of blood, while the black is like ink, and also like an abyss bottomless and deep.

Yun Cheng coughed once: "Alright, feeding you; don't say anything about when I wore open-crotch pants, I wasn't even sensible then!" Saying this, he picked up a mouthful of white rice and fed it over.

"Your Brother Xu said he likes you and asked me what your attitude is," Xu Li glanced sideways at Xu Duan and said.

"Old Man Nie, will there really be no trouble?" Feng Qingsu asked lightly, breaking the atmosphere in the car that had been covered by Old Man Nie's laughter.

"The material things I want, you cannot give; what I want is very simple: I want to seal his spiritual power for two years!" Huo Xincheng pointed at Wu Tengshan.

"One year within the Thirty-Three Heavens!" Qingwu answered truthfully; seeing a barely perceptible curve cross Huo Xincheng's corner of his mouth as he finally woke up, she gained another skill: in the future, whenever Huo Xincheng fell asleep, she would use this move to wake Huo Xincheng.

Although she couldn't even name them, she still had an eye for quality; the things here were summed up in two words: precious! Let alone her boudoir, even her mother's residence could not compare to this place; the difference was vast.

The matter of Li Yuanba's resurrection was too incredible; it had already exceeded the scope of Li Yang Dongsheng's understanding, but since Li Yang Dongsheng could travel through from thousands of years in the future, Li Yuanba's little matter was truly nothing in comparison.

Originally, Qin Guyue thought Shangguan Tianqi would take them to see "old friends in Yunjing City" early in the morning, but instead he was woken up by him early in the morning, waiting until well past noon when the heat was unbearable and there were hardly any pedestrians on the streets, before he slightly changed his appearance and left the gate of this Jisai Trading Firm.

"Uh... let's just forget it!" Hen Ang refused with righteous determination; if Wan Yue harbored evil intentions and let him walk into a trap, wouldn't that be too unjust?

General Gu simply could not believe his ears: "What does this Deng Zhihua want to do?"

After listening to the words of the Remnant Scroll, the Asura Heavenly Venerable's expression was full of unhidden desolation; taking a deep breath, the feeling of fate being firmly controlled in others' hands was truly helpless.