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Chapter 189

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Lin Mo scratched his head: "..."

Refine all things, one elixir becomes immortal!

This declaration was indeed mighty.

But in the Earthly Nine Continents, no one has yet ascended to immortality, so such empty words as "one elixir becomes immortal" might fool children.

But fooling Lin Mo? That barely suffices.

But to be fair, alchemy is extremely profitable—just look at this outrageous elixir formula.

He hadn't noticed earlier, even if

If he didn't bring Xu Shao along, and someone tried to sabotage him, it would be a net loss.

The Immortal Dao Sovereign is not bound by fate, able to master his own destiny, because he stepped beyond the Great Cosmic River of Fate and is no longer subject to its rule.

But strangely, three days after the wedding, the husband died suddenly, and his hundred-billion-asset fortune was successfully transferred to Li Qingxin's hands.

Ji Tian was stunned—he now realized that when Kong Xuan chased him, he hadn't even used three-tenths of his strength; if Kong Xuan had gone all out, Ji Tian might not have even had time to react.

Wu Mei felt uneasy—they were advancing diagonally downward, and this depth was unimaginable for ordinary people.

At this moment, the Earth Heart at the root of the Eastern Forest Lord was gradually being compressed; layer upon layer of dense earth-energy fluctuations shifted from passive attraction into overwhelming pressure, pressing in from all directions toward the Lion Clan Grand Saint.

For safety, he used a submachine gun to create several large collapsed gaps along the staircase they passed, ensuring the humanoid puppets couldn't climb up, then stopped to rest on the twentieth floor.

He had a feeling that Journey to the West might become wildly popular because of this incident, so he wanted to catch this last train.

Electricity crackled in Lu Shiyao's palm; she drew her hands together, cooperating with Ji Xueyan to extinguish the beam of light before them.

If they could find a spiritual tree and extract its spiritual energy, building the next base point shouldn't be a problem.

A private lawyer is like a house—found in every major city worldwide, ready to handle any trouble at a moment's notice.

Fox spirits and other demons spend their days in the great mountains, absorbing the essence of sun and moon and spiritual energy, and are all masters of manipulating spiritual energy.

Ju Shouwen breathed a sigh of relief—he knew Yuan Shao was always indecisive, and he'd feared Yuan Shao might spare Yuan Shu. This way, he was spared the trouble of arguing.

As soon as she entered, she saw Xu Xiyu sitting on the sofa without rising, and her curses immediately poured out.

Shi Jin turned his head and saw Wu Liuyi waving at him; he immediately walked over and saw the infantry vehicle marked 207.

Beneath his sunglasses, Doflamingo's gaze grew even more ferocious, yet his smile remained unchanged.

As he raised his hand, he removed the sealing barrier at the entrance of the Dragon Vein Blessed Land; Shen Yuze and Su Jingxian followed behind.

At this moment, Shen Yuze's instinctive awareness was like being washed away by a flood, becoming extremely hazy and unclear.

Chu Xianzhi lowered his eyes, bent his knees, and knelt down with a thud; his eyes brimmed with self-reproach and guilt. "Master, I'm sorry… I've dragged you down again."

"Bad! The First Battalion has been ambushed!!" The one-armed Elder roared to the disciples of the Jietian Sect behind him.

Qian Mian had already explained the minimum wage for workers in Sangye City, land rent, and utility fees.

"I'm talking to you—good dogs don't block the road, get out of the way!" A black-clad man shoved the purple-robed youth aside harshly.

"Tell me—has your choice been thoroughly considered?" Cliff's eyes burned as if with raging flames.

Moreover, the Shadow Demon Wolf's attack carried an electric ability; the current crackled beneath its claws with a "sizzling" sound, its power formidable.

Fu Lan nodded. In two days, the major gangs of District Sixty-Nine would decide next month's labor allocation, and Fu Lan must soon select the combatants for "Ming Die."

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