Chapter 210: The Nighttime Wedding Procession! Pitfalls Everywhere! (Please Subscribe)

Upon hearing Lin Mo's method, Yu Linglong was stunned for a moment before immediately reacting to what the other party meant.

If one could determine the basic mechanics of the dungeon, then things would become simple.

Slaying evil ghosts and rescuing residents could both earn points.

According to basic game logic, if all the evil ghosts were slain, would that count as saving all the people in the city and clearing the first round of the Mystical Realm?

As for accidentally harming a few billion residents in the process...

He gripped the Qingming Sword in his hand tightly, and the four Immortal-Slaying Swords around his body shook in unison, erupting with immeasurable Heavenly Dao killing power.

Mu Dingzhen took a sharp breath, his pupils constricting, revealing a certain indescribable meaning—it was both surprise and astonishment, mixed with excitement and joy.

Located at the very front, the Crimson Typhoon leaped forward, using its three giant steel hands to grab onto the wing on the right side simultaneously.

A sudden sentence, like firewood meeting a wildfire; she took a square interface charger out of her pocket and handed it over.

Vaguely, a strange voice was seducing her to offer up everything. Her hand, which had reached out unconsciously, suddenly changed direction just as it was about to touch the stone tablet, pulling Wan Jiaojiao, who was almost falling into madness, away.

Even if he truly had no one to use under his command, he himself was an Innate Great God; he only needed to manifest a clone or bestow a treasure, and wouldn't that solve it regardless?

He nodded, then waved his hand, and immediately countless immortal herbs and spirit fruits flew out from every corner of the palace, converging into a brilliant radiance that drifted toward Yu Yuan.

When she flipped to the ninth page, the formation Su You saw had a ninety-nine percent similarity to the unknown formation in this water prison.

Over here, the old man took that thing in his hand, flipped it left and right, and then casually threw it into the large urea bag he used to store scrap.

Five Mo Sect disciples stood in mid-air, shouting in unison, their long swords flying out and transforming into a sword net that rapidly covered the lake surface.

In her view, people driven out of their homes should live in misery, not lead a good life.

Wen Shi didn't care at all whether Ling Yaxian had a rash or was poisoned, and she had no intention of personally treating Ling Yaxian or finding a physician.

However, just as Sun Pengju finished this sentence, Yang Jian went up and grabbed his collar on the spot.

Zhao Yuan's heart stirred; since he had come to the military camp to mingle, he couldn't waste the opportunity. If he could perform meritorious service and be enfeoffed, requesting a blessed land as a fief would also count as "land."

"Thanks for your help; you came just in time." Iron Horse emitted a buzzing, distorted sound; it seemed the speaker had some problems.

The foundation for the house construction had been completely finished, and all the various materials had been brought back.

On this point, the first time he saw Bardock, Jiang Chen had already confirmed this matter.

To tell the truth, Su Jun hadn't intended to make this matter so complicated, and most importantly, it would be good enough if they could understand some of it in their hearts; it wouldn't be right if it suddenly turned into something else.

An Nianchu only had one feeling in her heart: she had been played!!! Damn Qiao Chu. Forget it, even if he was a jerk, he hadn't done anything truly jerky, so he still had a kind heart and wasn't trying to send her home.

Yuzhu didn't stand on ceremony with her at all, directly finding an opportunity to catch her, not only preparing a grand meal by the window but also tattooing her in a sensitive spot.

This made Qiu Xuan have to sigh that there was truly no comparison; in other cities, a very good inn cost only one silver coin or a few silver coins a night, but here it was hundreds of times higher. One had to know that one gold coin could be exchanged for one hundred silver coins.

His palms, compared to her own, were slightly broad and thick, making one feel a sense of peace.

Jiang Yu looked at this prince of the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom indifferently, the substantial killing intent not weakening in the slightest.

The sudden system prompt made Qin Xuan, whose head had been completely blown off, miraculously recover. ===== CHAPTER 211 =====