Chapter 1871: World-Shocking Demon Hero

"Encrypted text..."

"Could it be that I must infiltrate the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass clan to obtain their inheritance? Forget it. Finding a single Nine-Leaf Sword Grass and killing it directly to plunder its soul is better."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment, then continued looking downward.

"... The Heavenly Dao is space, the Great Dao, and cause and effect... The divine soul transforms into the sword embryo, the spirit becomes the sword bone, and the soul forms the blade edge. Temper the Dao seed with the seven emotions and six desires, and guide the tribulation waves of the universe to cast the sword embryo.

One must cut off all three thousand strands of worry, at the Nirvana Realm

"Unbelievable! An employee falls ill during work hours, the company ignores it, and then they even fire the employee. What kind of rotten company is this! What is their company's name? I'll find someone to investigate them!" Jiang Yi said coldly.

Ten years, or perhaps more than ten years, two people who had faced each other morning and evening, inseparable, yet never managed to cross that step.

Without further hesitation, he began circulating the spiritual energy in his body according to the first form of the Sensing Fist Technique. It was very clumsy; he could only blame himself for not practicing hard enough in the past.

Even more terrifying was that as time passed, the energy contained within those illusory fire pythons grew stronger and stronger.

In her view, most men in this world were like this; they cared only about money.

The three thousand starry stars were connected to each other by that crystal coffin, just like three thousand Bodhi seeds growing on the branches of a Bodhi tree.

Meanwhile, Guan Lu Changfeng flipped several somersaults in mid-air, finally landing in the arena covered in yellow sand. His feet slid backward several meters before he could stabilize himself by plunging the Soaring Dragon Cold Spear into the yellow sand.

These people were the Slave Masters of the Prison Dragon Arena in Sword Casting City. As for what kind of place the Prison Dragon Arena was... the unfortunate slaves, including Luo Changfeng, had seen it with their own eyes.

Situ Kong held red wine, gently swirling it. His expression was soft, with a hint of a smile, looking very warm.

Dong Xue Yu Sheng nodded. Having obtained a Divine Body disciple, Dong Xue Yu Sheng was extremely happy in her heart. However, Dong Xue Yu Sheng understood that the matter of the Divine Body was of great importance; the news of the Divine Body must be sealed. If outsiders learned of it, it would be troublesome, and Dong Xue Huayin might die.

Lin Yongfang also expressed great surprise. Duoduo's cooking skills were all learned from her; she had never made egg fried rice like that.

Tang Lele nodded and said, "Alright then. I have already prepared the ingredients. Come to my place tomorrow, and I will teach you." "Really? That's great. Then Mona, I will definitely come tomorrow." Misha was very excited.

Afterwards, although Les was also punished for killing Count Dawn, since a life-and-death pledge had already been made, the Light Shield Family could not go too far and could only leave the tragic Dawn Pruss family to fend for itself.

Duoduo was fiddling with the overlock machine and the sewing machine. Hearing Na Baichuan's words, she thought he was asking about the things that happened in the morning. She originally did not intend to tell Na Baichuan, because she felt those things had nothing to do with Na Baichuan; he was not really her man.

With communications so advanced now, why waste time and energy searching blindly? Why not just call to make contact? Yet he actually wasted time accompanying her to search for half a day. Bai Shitong, suddenly realizing the solution, felt he was truly stupid. But fortunately, he could still wake up; he wasn't that stupid.

"Tsk tsk, she has the Fire Phoenix bloodline, which clashes with the Profound Yin Heavy Water. Just now, she was truly seriously injured," Lan Mei chuckled.

If Tao Ai-jia's cold aura radiating from her entire body could be resisted by Fu Hongmei relying on her obese body, then the chilling cold aura radiating from the Glacier Prince Na Baichuan made people only want to flee for their lives.

This was an emotion that had never appeared in Lin Zhi's eyes. Even when encountering the most difficult desperate situations, she never despaired; she never begged.

This was the difficult part. These people were merely a temporary combination. Pang Tong had the authority to lead, but this authority was extremely limited. Because he could not forcefully order anyone on how to act.

The players, finally relieved, couldn't help but mutter privately that their new coach must have reached menopause. Otherwise, how could his behavior be so changeable?