Chapter 434: Breakthroughs in Succession! Golden Core Level 6!

After about a dozen rounds, under Lin Mo's coordination, the efficiency of Chu Wange and Long A increased abruptly.

Aside from the increase in experience points for cultivation techniques and divine abilities, it was also due to Lin Mo's reasonable allocation.

Although the two were very tired, their efficiency kept rising.

After twenty rounds, Lin Mo had already figured out an operational mode perfectly suited to the two, and efficiency surged by more than another 30%!

After thirty rounds, Lin Mo's Pure Yang Heart Scripture reached Level 5 first, and his cultivation base...

Yue Feng nodded, and sure enough, he saw everyone stop. Moreover, some disciples had already started packing up, preparing to set up camp. Come to think of it, although this trip was to visit Shaolin, the Shaolin Temple had just been occupied by some evil heretics.

She was hit back by a pellet from Cheng Xinyan, who said in a tone of "iron not becoming steel": "Can you still stay here properly after being bitten?" She sighed again, feeling that her patience was wearing thin, and turned to look at her irritably; it was all caused by this weirdo.

Zhuo Anran held her face in his hands. He looked into her eyes, and there were too many things that she could not see through.

A layer of light flashed across the emerald green leaf, and the bird came to life, flapping its wings and splashing water onto my shoes.

Only after grabbing someone at random to ask did he learn that Qin Xinyi had not returned since she followed the Ancient Emperor to the Snow Region last time.

What surprised her was that Chen Chen had already woken up at some point, but was just lying on the bed without getting up.

This point seemed to have nothing unusual. They were fighting for their lives against the Evil Flood Dragon at the time; conjuring other things might not necessarily suppress, bluff, or lure this dragon away. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers; surely one pool cannot tolerate two flood dragons either, right?

"Is what I said not clear enough..." Qian Simin muttered with a pale face, his eyes dimming, his brows tightly furrowed, his expression somewhat dull. His heart felt as if it had been slashed, the wound so deep it made him feel pain.

She closed her eyes. The heart-wrenching screams just now had almost exhausted her tears. The hand holding the syringe was already sore and numb, and fresh blood kept dripping down from the long wound on her left arm.

I hurriedly turned my face away. There was no help for it; Qi Han's mouth was unforgiving. If I were to laugh again in front of Qi Taisheng, he might vomit blood on the spot.

The violent collision was like an explosion on flat ground. The surrounding space was shattered, and unstable spatial fragments were everywhere.

His own true qi had completely reached the realm of infinity, and any previous Daoist techniques or secret arts could now be summoned with a wave of his hand.

Because Fei Lie's reputation for artifact refining was too great, the stars surrounding the moon obscured his body-refining ability; perhaps he still did not understand.

"I am He Zhen, very happy to see you again." He extended his small right hand, appearing neither servile nor overbearing.

Is it good to express one's thoughts so directly? For some private words, wouldn't it be more appropriate to express them tactfully?

The Blood Blade Old Ancestor did not even have time to resist before he was shredded to pieces, along with his origin.

Youjia, who had read the records on the stone tablet, knew that the specialized spirits of the Arus Empire's army were the Vibrava, Gligar, and Aggron series.

The power of Spirit Transformation—even with all one's might, one could perhaps only barely break through the defense of this Nine-Refined Desert Sand. Fang Zheng encountered only the aftermath, so naturally, there was no movement at all.

"OK! No problem." Seeing that her brother finally let her off and didn't dwell on this matter, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This mutinous gunner laughed louder and louder, and the despair and anger mixed within made everyone's hair stand on end.

The information in this sentence was too massive. I stood frozen in place, charred and smoking from being struck by this thunderbolt.

Wang Qiao did not remember at all that their two families had once made a marriage contract; he only felt that Wen Ruixiu was simply a considerate and gentle junior, and the more he looked at him, the more pleased he was. ===== CHAPTER 435 =====