Chapter 1911: The Supreme Art of the Sword Dao

The Eight Tribulations' Ashen Feather descended from formlessness!

It wove through solidified time, shattering space-time and the Great Dao; nothing could block it, not even the star river painting that had already been demoted from three dimensions to two.

Beneath the feather, everything was melted and cut by intense heat; it remained locked onto the young man in green's soul essence, and even the Six Realms Reincarnation dream could not obscure it in the slightest.

Such an attack cannot be deflected; it can only be forcibly blocked!

That very night, with the moon bright and stars sparse, he saw the old Daoist again; having met him only five or six times in total, he paid him special attention.

Although they could not bring back all of their strength, bringing back a single divine tree should still be achievable.

Lu Fan was already a sixth-rank powerhouse with extremely precise control over energy; at this moment, his palm strike was enough to shake the brown-red zombie inside the eggshell to death without damaging the shell.

Ebony Maw reached out with a wave, and his telekinesis directly took the box from the Black Dwarf's hand, floating it before him.

Pity that, from the moment the divine chain thought of breaking away from Lu Fan, the two had begun to grow estranged.

Yuan Buqu, unwilling to yield, once again shifted his figure downward bit by bit; having his name left off the Heavenly Character List made sweat flow down his forehead.

Those innocent dead; they perhaps never saw with their own eyes, nor knew whether these people were good or bad, yet a feeling of self-blame had already arisen.

"In that case, it seems you cannot survive." The leader spread his hands, revealing an expression of regret.

"Mother! Listen to Mu Gen's nonsense; we truly accepted not a single penny of benefit! If we are lying, may the whole family die a wretched death." Upon hearing Mu Gen pin these fabricated matters on him, Mu Sheng's facial veins bulged out.

I originally thought that after Fang Xinyi heard me say this, her face would show disappointment, but the reality was not as I had imagined.

She continued listening to Jun Moshen's account; it turned out this ancient castle had only come into Jun Moshen's possession within the last two years.

When I left the sales department, I glanced at the new deputy manager of sales, Li Jingxiao.

But anyone who enters here, regardless of their origin, must follow the rules of this place.

"If there is nothing else, I will return first; if they come to cause trouble again, just call for me in the town, or ask the villagers for help; if all else fails, use money; the main thing is to ensure your own safety." After Xu Weizhou spoke these words, to Jiang Suyuan it sounded as though he were speaking to Liu Shaofen.

After asking the soldier nearby the way to the Charge Regiment, Yan Ming shouldered the Weeping Blood Divine Spear and walked toward the Charge Regiment.

Clearly, when Confucius said this, it carried multiple meanings; because Zhao Si and Lu Wan were quite close, they had committed no small number of illegal and disciplinary violations.

The group returned home; Zhou Shuilian had already prepared dinner. Seeing everyone return, she hurriedly brought the dishes to the main hall. After everyone had eaten, they all washed up and went to sleep.

What was it? That as long as he lured the person over, he need not worry about anything else. Had Mu Liancheng not discovered the clues, he wouldn't even have needed to expose his identity.

"Ah, I'll go hit him right now, I'll go hit him right now." In truth, how did Steward Yan not also dislike having Ding Ding stay here, gloomy and sinister all day long, looking so chilling?

After a few seconds passed, I suddenly realized: the worms contained human blood; these dried corpses were all caused by the worms.

Not long after I had gone to sleep at night, someone on duty woke me, saying something had happened in the big pit and urging me to go see immediately.

This took less than three seconds; by the time Jin Shanghua, Director Zhou, and the others reacted, they could not believe what had just happened, staring at one another in disbelief.

I stopped in my tracks and looked at her gratefully, saying, "Thank you for keeping all of these for me, and even for helping me piece them together." Because that dormitory had a total of two beds; besides me, only she would occasionally stay overnight at the store during her shifts.