Chapter 1955: The Overlap Between Paths of the Sun

Four miserable sword lights arrived belatedly on this battlefield.

Zang Tian Dayan Jianzi and others held their breath, looking toward the place where the sun's radiance shone brilliantly.

Numerous divine sons surrounded the area, and numerous Jin Yu divine generals guarded it, turning this place into an endless, scorching, endless, destructive Sun God Domain, where the sun rises here to rule the boundless starry sky.

The Sun Divine Son!

The divine beasts of the Sun Divine Lord lineage were existences that produced Divine Emperors in ancient times; their inheritance was extremely terrifying and destructive.

Every control console of the Spirit Force Giant Cannon had a cutout, which was used to place the button for confirming the launch. Of course, such an important thing, the Fourth Generation could not possibly trust to others; thus, the only person here with the key to this button was Galen.

Chen Yi recalled that Pantheon's ultimate move was a half-field sit-and-jump, allowing him to fly across one-third of the Summoner's Rift.

Otherwise, if Qin Han bought this property, every morning upon waking, he could gaze into the distance and admire the famous scene of "a Gundam standing tall upon the earth."

Zhao Tieping did not rush to answer; he lit a cigarette, furrowed his brows for a moment, and said that seeing this situation, Qiu Gao Qiang truly had difficulties; otherwise, based on their previous dealings, he would not be so wavering. Therefore, do not urge Qiu Gao Qiang to give a conclusion; whatever the situation turns out to be, it will be so, and it is hard for it to shift according to Qiu Gao Qiang's will.

However, this is their own affair; asking rashly would seem impolite, so Fang Senior Qian buried this question in his heart.

It is just that, completely different from the real-life counterpart, that colossal creature weighing over two hundred jin.

"No! The AKB girls are so cute; the cover was decided long ago; why change it arbitrarily!" The editor holding the opposing view still insisted on his own opinion, almost rolling on the ground.

The only one who felt Wan Kang must live well was the Chinese Han, Senior Qian Dacheng; he gave Wan Kang one million RMB, and if Wan Kang died, in the blink of an eye it would become five hundred thousand.

The monks have emptied the five aggregates, but how can the mundane world be forgotten so easily? Ultimately, it is because their cultivation is insufficient.

The situation like Pu Yang and others today has occurred many times over the past six hundred years. If it happened only once, it could be treated as an accident. But since it has occurred so often, anyone would ponder the reasons behind it.

Chen Xiang did not notice that the Human Race Leader Ring on his finger was actually absorbing his fortune, undergoing a gradual change.

It was as if the normal state was a home computer, capable of handling its own affairs and making limited external connections, while the current state had become a supercomputer capable of running quadrillions or even tens of quadrillions of operations per second; if the network were also infinite, it could naturally connect to computers worldwide in an instant.

Even Zong Tieqi and Yin Ping, whose skills covered the world, suffered heavy injuries after taking a single palm strike from him; if it had been anyone else, they would have been splattered with blood and brains long ago.

Seeing Elder Senior Qian's smile, Manager Huang glanced triumphantly at Chairman Liu and Chen Xiang and the others, the provocative intent in his look being very obvious.

"Enough, Zou Yi, look at this." Having spoken, Zhu Changluo handed the secret letter sent by Shi Xing to Zou Yi. Regarding Zou Yi, he did not wish to conceal anything; if he could not even trust Zou Yi, then truly there was no one in this world he could trust.

Just as he was lost in wild thoughts, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body; instinctively, he looked up and saw that it seemed as if dark clouds had suddenly moved over, and many things suddenly appeared in the sky.

Without paying much attention, Ye Ming advanced again; he currently possessed parasitic ghost-hand flowers of three colors, and apart from the Golden-Eyed Puppet representing the peak of the Spirit Sea, he feared none of the others.

He noticed that Mu Qinglan's gaze at him at this moment was extremely complex, carrying a touch of pity, a touch of concern, and a touch of emotion, leaving him momentarily at a loss.

Pu Yang's single sentence blocked their two major excuses; they could no longer claim the energy consumption was too great, since the opponent even knew how to initiate it, and thus was certainly no amateur.