Chapter 1829: The Eye That Leads to Immortality by Following the Flow

Drip, drip...

On this battlefield where the rule-space had shattered, raindrops began to fall, like the morning rain in a village, creating a sense that was both normal and jarring.

Drip!

A single raindrop fell upon the Chaotic Dharma Form's Reverse Chaos Yin-Yang Seal, causing it to tremble slightly.

This scene was terrifying.

The Demon Emperor's inheritance, the mighty attacks formed by numerous powerful beings arrayed in formation, had been shaken by a single, insignificant raindrop.

If she remembered correctly, the Ju Wu Mansion would recruit a batch of disciples every year to practice combat martial arts under the instruction of the Wu Qu Star Lord.

After carefully reading through the entire script, Luo Lianghan couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath of cold air, while his heart was also wildly excited.

"Elder Heng! Does cultivation of this physique also have levels?" Teacher Ouyang Zhui Fan asked with a puzzled expression.

Hearing Qi Ling's words, Master Chu turned his gaze in thought, then suddenly flew into a rage. Qi Ling, sensing the situation, calmed Master Chu's emotions and simply explained his intentions to him.

In the direction of the Sword-Controlling Sect, the stone spring that had caught Teacher Ouyang Zhui Fan also contracted its pupils in that instant, filled with extreme terror.

The Lion and a few Flathead Brothers, seeing Cao Da's expression, instantly understood; they knew his meaning was that there was a trick here, and their vigilance rose significantly.

However, two days ago, when they saw that Kong Liang had actually been defeated by this Lin Zhong, they immediately began to harbor other thoughts, after all, no one would support the weak.

Seeing that Mo Yuan was unwilling to say more, Lady Sui immediately stopped asking, nodded, bid farewell to the two, and left directly.

Qi Qiqi didn't laugh either; after all, those who do not study formations would not deliberately distinguish how many types of formations exist.

Chen Fei turned off the light and immediately dove into Chen Yulu's bed; Chen Fei felt Chen Yulu's breathing become a few degrees more rapid.

"I know a good place where there is no human habitation for dozens of li! Come with me!" Li Chengfeng's words directly gave Li Fengying an opportunity, so Li Chengfeng took the easy way out, finished speaking to Li Chengfeng, and flew ahead to lead the way.

Was he willing to continue maintaining a state of peaceful coexistence with himself, or had he already become suspicious of him?

Shen Yuechen lowered her head slightly, saying nothing. She knew she had nothing to say; if a servant is incompetent, it is the master's incompetence; if servants make mistakes and cause great disaster, ultimately, it is equivalent to her, the mistress, making a mistake and causing disaster.

The Fatty also found a red egg in the box, the size of a soccer ball. He grinned from ear to ear; without needing a contract, he knew it was a pet egg. The rest was just a bunch of miscellaneous materials, which Tian Qi had all handed over to Bai Mu to sell in the shop.

Empress Luo and Princess Yan personally accompanied Lady Zhu on a tour of the Imperial Palace, with Yun Jingchu also accompanying them on the side.

"Complete!" Li Chengfeng slowly opened his bright eyes within the cave dwelling world, his eyes filled with excitement.

Yun Senior Qian Ge quietly lifted the corner of the quilt and saw the man sitting quietly by the bedside, cold and indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking. Winter sunlight poured over him; his hair was the most popular slicked-back style of the moment, and a black woolen overcoat made him look extremely stern.

Entering the door, the Lieutenant turned back to close it, then stood at attention facing Wang Lang and snapped off a military salute.

Waving his hand to break the spatial barrier, Kang Mang'ang leaped out with Lu Qi, and the fence and the guards of the Eight Great Families charged forward.

Originally, my seat was in the very middle, but for the convenience of sleeping, I moved my seat to the very last row, to Zhao Dahai's original spot.

If only it were daytime, perhaps one could use some primitive means to start a fire, such as drilling wood to create fire.

This time, Immortal Yun Ying returned from her tribulation; he was more nervous than anyone, even more concerned than Immortal Yiyue. Before Immortal Yiyue had even made a move, he had already begun to plot, wanting to send her back into the cycle of reincarnation again while her cultivation was gone, to thoroughly resolve this major trouble in his heart.