Chapter 1952: The Divine Son Who Brothrough in the Heat of Battle

The Desolate Flame Sword Disciple and the Flame Soul Divine Son fought fiercely.

Like flowing fire, the Desolate Flame Sword Disciple slashed left and right through the boundless divine army, cutting through wave after wave of the Divine Dao forces, charging wildly toward the Flame Soul Divine Son at the very center, yet every time at the critical moment he was forcibly shifted in position; though it seemed he had charged a million li, in truth he was merely circling in place.

He alone fought tens of billions of the Divine Dao army!

Under such a siege, the Desolate Flame Sword Disciple's magic power, divine sense, and sword

"Rai, do you truly have something important to say?" Cassius looked at Rai and asked.

Because Lin Peng had been battling various weapons in the room for far too long, the precious sword had already been overburdened; now it could no longer withstand such torment and finally passed away from old age.

At this moment, all the horses were actually somewhat panicked, as if a natural predator was nearby, daring not to act rashly.

Upon hearing this voice, Robert, Patrick, and Dugu Shuqin all froze, immediately ceasing their movements.

This time, following the brothers' advice, the Giant-Eyed Dragon had the Thunder-Eyed Dragon lead twenty thousand dragon-beast demons and thirty thousand soldiers of the White Robe Legion to build three defensive lines outside the city, making preparations to fight the enemy in a bloody battle.

"So we have to go back again?" Although Zhao Chunqin had slightly recovered from her terror, the thought of facing her friend's gruesome death once more made her heart falter again.

Seeing the eyes on the human heads express extreme fear, Li Ran couldn't help but click his tongue; he suddenly lost all desire to dig to the bottom and ask exactly how the sealing was done.

Take Lanhai High School for instance; it was built from scratch by Enjing, and various factions already exist within the school, so we can start there.

Chun Jian Shuo heard this and froze. He never expected that Liu Hong, right at the final critical moment, would truly abandon the Ten Attendants. Feng Xuan was a traitor; his death was of no consequence. But Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong had raised Liu Hong; their bond was deeper than even that with Empress Dowager Dong. Chun Jian Shuo never expected that Liu Hong would actually issue the imperial decree.

The Grand Elder looked at Guo Luo. He saw the latter pucker his lips, revealing a look of outstanding excellence, knowing full well he had caused trouble.

Zhu Youjiao's Black Cloud Dragon historically died for the Ming Dynasty. In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the palace eunuch Du Xun, who was monitoring Xuanfu, requested that the Black Cloud Dragon serve in the defense of Xuanfu; Chongzhen approved. However, later, Du Xun conspired with Wang Chengyin, the Xuanfu General, to surrender Xuanfu to Li Zicheng. The Black Cloud Dragon cursed Li Zicheng and refused to surrender, and was ultimately killed.

Although there are strict regulations regarding alcohol at Feng Wuya, with ordinary disciples having strict limits on how much they may drink to prevent drunken disturbances, for someone of Yuan Zhi's status, if he wants to drink, there is as much as he desires; he need not save up money to buy alcohol like this.

If he found out and thought the gods were nothing special, would the Geo Archon not be in danger?

"What do you want with me?" Teacher Ouyang Xi had no time to listen to his long-winded speech and cut him off directly.

Lady Gao and Gao Yin, upon hearing the report that Tang Tang'er was coming, had already waited at the door to welcome her.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this humble official is ashamed; I only conceived of this flintlock gun not long ago, yet I never expected that the Western Barbarians already possessed such a thing." Having finished speaking, Bi Maokang's face showed a hint of bitterness; his newly conceived invention had been told to already be manufactured by others, leaving him naturally somewhat disappointed.

The cyclamen designed by Yao Meng was an ornament, so she did not follow the conventional embroidery of hairpins; instead, she incorporated cyclamens of multiple colors into a single potted plant, as if a single bouquet bloomed in several different colors.

Nowadays, the Luolin Mountains are truly a place where dragons and snakes mix; various factions and powerful figures are all present here. If one rushes in blindly without understanding the situation, one will likely become the target of all.

"This is fruit wine brewed by our own family; Master Lu, young master Gao, please taste it." Tang Tang'er raised her hand, and Mo Feng immediately poured a cup for each in turn.

Not only that, but on Adi's arm also rested a petal-like shawl with a holy train, resembling an epiphyllum in full bloom.