Chapter 325: Spirit Bamboo Extinguishes Demons, Like Two Different People

Master Tongming stared at that Pure Bamboo.

This was a thin, long spirit bamboo; aside from three or four branches and dozens of pointed leaves, nothing extraordinary could be seen on its body.

Seeing that Master Chengkong did not care, Master Tongming extended his divine sense, and this Pure Bamboo became completely different—it seemed to breathe, its branches and leaves like a Taotie, swallowing and spitting out the spiritual energy around it.

As he tried to push his divine sense deeper, he suddenly felt it plummet, and a sound of the Dao reached his ears, making him feel drowsy.

Even the worst-tasting dish, if seasoned heavily enough to stimulate the taste buds, will seem quite good.

Ling Xuan looked at Murong Yiyi again; there was nothing else in his eyes, only deeper confusion.

She had thought this would be very simple, but after Xiao Xiao suppressed her cultivation, she could only hold on for dozens of breaths before falling to the ground.

And in the next moment, a warm palm rested on her shoulder; she raised her head to look, and it was indeed Xiao Xiao gazing at her.

"Cold Blood, your master did not come today; are you not afraid we will capture you?" Lady Xuan's words carried cold mockery, for after many battles, greetings were always exchanged upon meeting.

It seems this online game is truly not simple; while playing the game, one must also solve the problem of survival; if food cannot be found, even with great strength, one would starve to death.

The only son was the heart and soul of Grand Tutor Yan! Now that he is dead, it is as if half of Grand Tutor Yan's life has been taken.

As a user of Thunder energy, boasting outstanding physical strength and not slow speed, he could only chase behind Zheng Ming's heels, watching helplessly as Zheng Ming killed his subordinates.

His eyes were bloodshot; he condensed Lei Ting in his palm, flicked his hand, and sent a boom toward the five people at the table in front. The thunder power spread through the hall; that strike, exerted with all his might, was enough to shatter a level-two zombie into dust.

Just as Zheng Peng was reporting to Li Long Ji, Lu Ping had already immediately inspected the problem, found the issue, and ordered the slave laborers to clear the large stones piled in the last two carriages behind, making it easier to replace the bearings.

This classmate of Song Raotai's was named Wei Zihang; back at Tingnan University of Technology, although not in the same dormitory as Song Raotai, their relationship was quite good. After graduation, Song Raotai went south to struggle, while Wei Zihang went north to the Imperial Capital to seek his dreams; now he works as a salesperson at a trading company in the Imperial Capital, with relatively free time.

Ah Su's figure was like a ghost; he planted one foot on the ground, and the pig trotter he had been holding suddenly fell out. His body leaped up, and he dashed several groups forward. The mountain tiger behind him pounced down from above, landing directly on that pig trotter.

"Jason, Luther, I ask you, do you still want to play basketball on the court?" Qin Yang's tone was very severe, and his attitude very tough.

After approaching, they immediately applied ice, used bandages to fix the injury, and carried Qin Yang out on a stretcher.

But where did the taxes flowing into his account come from? And where would the money for advertising taxes and the like, which would soon flow into his account, come from?

Rather than Zhao Ruse, for whom Grandmother Zhao plotted a thousand ways today, she should have her own vitality of living.

As he spoke, he smiled, waved his hand, and brought out everything that had fallen, indeed attracting people's attention.

Her mouth hung open; she did not even dare to ask when exactly he had recovered... yet deep in her heart, she was ultimately happy, though unable to help feeling a bit lost.

Lu Xuan decided to throw the short shotgun down; he had already taken out all the bullets. Bullets could not be thrown down, for an exploding warhead has no eyes; Lu Xuan could not take the risk. The phone's explosion had been so fierce; he did not know what would happen after throwing a short shotgun inside.

"Mr. Ak?" Elfin, whom Ak had set down, hurriedly supported Ak, but due to lack of stamina, she was pressed down by Ak's weight and fell to the ground along with him.