Chapter 411: The Fourth Heavenly-Grade Supernatural Power

"Hmm, it counts as an encounter."

Lin Mo said so.

However, there were no ripples in everyone's expressions.

Both Lin Mo and Chu Wange had heaven-defying luck.

Especially the former, although his luck value wasn't that high, the number of opportunities and encounters he encountered was very outrageous.

Yu Linglong and Long A had already experienced this point long ago.

As for Feng Geng, he also witnessed it during this trip.

The building was directly blown into powder. Yang Jian took advantage of the monster's obscured vision and released a "Slash Heaven Thousand Sword Art," releasing hundreds of "Slash Heaven Broken Sword Art." "Thousand Swords into One," all the sword shadows instantly merged into one and slashed toward the monster.

"You will die if you continue like this. Do you want to know who I am even if you risk your life?" The voice had no emotion, cold and icy, just like a call from the other shore, formless and drifting, as if it could take away human souls at any time.

This was obviously another unique means of the Xiangli clan, but it was unknown whether it came from the stick technique or the Demon-Suppressing Stick itself had such power.

And the important figures under the Marquis also gathered for the first time. Looking at those important figures around, everyone's reactions were different.

Sunlight shone through the leaves, sprinkling stars on the ground, adding a little temperature to the air on the mountain.

In a mountain peak of the Dao Xuan Sect, an old man wearing a purple-gold Bagua robe sat cross-legged beside the cliff, facing the cliff with his eyes closed as if comprehending something.

Who knew that as soon as I let go, Liuli slid down from my body. Fearing she would fall, I instinctively raised my leg to catch her slippery body.

Mastering the second supreme divine artifact of the Red Flame Legion, Tian Yajing, with the peak strength of a God King level, was completely capable of instantly killing these God King level extra-territorial beasts.

"If we had that number of abyss creatures, we would definitely store them." Li Wu said.

On his head, it seemed he was wearing a hat made of branches and leaves. Dewdrops slid across his forehead, across Luo Tian's face, which still had tear stains, and flowed into his mouth. It was cool and sweet, and his throat, lungs, and abdomen were filled with coolness and vitality.

"The Tribulation of the Three Realms Karma Fire?" Huashang was shocked. This kind of statement seemed to exceed the statement of the birth of the Fire Spirit Marrow.

"You have seen Old Ancestor Han?!" The Valley Master of Migu looked at Luo An'an cautiously and suspiciously, with "I don't believe it" clearly written on his face.

It must be said that the current audience can be considered Jerry Chen's home supporters, and they indeed behaved as if they were home supporters.

The Chen family had mentioned to Old Master Fang more than once to send He Jiaxian to a relative's house in the countryside to raise the fetus. Old Master Fang refused; he trusted He Jiaxian.

When no amount of light/teasing/slow/twisting could satisfy the hysterical desire deep in the body, it triggered a more fanatical tsunami.

After washing up, the two ate breakfast at the inn and were finally ready to embark on the road to Xiumei Village.

Drawing the long sword from his waist, a powerful aura of the eighth rank rose, wind elements wrapped around his body, and he attacked Feng Xi with extreme speed.

Feng Xi could clearly feel their current physical condition. Although they were seriously injured, it was not enough to be fatal.

Of course, it also bred more desperate people. Anyway, they would die if they went to prison, so they might as well fight hard against these law enforcers.

"But... but..." The National Teacher rubbed his hands hesitantly, his gaze occasionally glancing at Yan Qin Qing, then shifting away, "You are a cultivator, if you enter the Monster Clan." That would be nutrients for the Monster Clan's trees. He didn't dare to say this in the end.

Qing Yunzi, floating in the middle of the open mountain top, still had his eyes closed, his body as immovable as a mountain without the slightest tremor. Only the sound of the wind pulling his sleeves could be heard, and under the moonlight, one could faintly see his brows relax a bit.

However, he didn't intend to say it through. Although he couldn't get love, he was still willing to help achieve a good marriage. ===== CHAPTER 412 =====