Chapter 335: Driven to the Nine Mountains, the Demon Ancestor Descends

The colder Xuehe Laozu's face grew, the more numb Pang Shishu's feet became.

Honestly, he truly felt… that Xuehe Laozu should have been killed off by Master Chengkong.

The Xuanweiwu Sect, sigh.

The Clear Serenity Bamboo, sigh.

How could it screw me over like this?

Although Xuehe Laozu's appearance was a bit abrupt, Zheng Fa and the others had long been prepared.

Zhang Shijie waved her hand, and the Shanhe Seal in her palm whirred out, flying straight at Xuehe Laozu's head.

Sun and Moon

"Mm." Chen Zimo waved his hand, left, and never came back to this company again. This place was not his own.

The one she loved, Xuan-Yuan Haotian, was somewhere in the palace, waiting for her to return.

As she swore this oath, little did she know that a trial of blood and storm was about to descend upon her.

Lan Mo was kissed until her head spun and her body had no strength left; finally she stopped being stiff and softly leaned her whole body against his chest.

Accompanied by Yang Yang and Mu Dongxue's simultaneous great roar, the bald man was startled too, slamming on the brakes hard; the tires left a long skid mark on the ground, the friction sound in the night like a scream at dawn.

"Leave? Where to?" Every time leaving was mentioned, Lan Mo became a little unwilling — this place was so good, why leave?

"Haozi, you've got the most ideas, what do you think we should do?" Yang Yang pulled Wu Haoyu over beside him, his face full of misery.

"What place does she have to go to outside the palace?" She steadied her anger and asked, enduring it.

Luo Feng stepped out of the tent and conveyed Qi Zeyi's meaning to the kneeling soldiers; after a moment, the outside finally returned to quiet, with no more shouts.

Thinking of this, Xiao Caifu suddenly fell silent. She felt that no matter what, she would definitely be able to wait for someone to come fetch her.

She finally understood why the other side had chosen so many purple- and blue-robed disciples — it was to highlight the subtlety of the formation.

"Wasn't it this guy who said he wanted to race me, so the two of us went and did a lap on the outer ring?" Zeng Yi wore an expression that clearly said "you're an idiot" — it must have been Big Mouth who dragged Old Eagle out to race.

"Yang Zuzhang, this is the notice from the Flame Dragon Clan, handed to me by Wang Ruolin. I don't know if the Yang Zuzhang will attend? It's the coming-of-age ceremony for the Night Hope Yang Zuzhang's son." A subordinate walked over and said.

Gu Chen took a deep breath, then charged straight forward; Ling Yang watched Gu Chen leave, a helpless look on his face, sighed, then sat cross-legged right there and entered cultivation.

Xu Mo, who had kicked them flying, was not feeling well either — after all, the hidden injury from his failed breakthrough to Soul Transformation still lingered in his body, and this stunt caused it to flare up all at once.

By Gu Chen's calculations, if he wanted to raise his cultivation again, at his current speed he would need to seclude himself for at least a thousand years; only then could his cultivation truly be raised.

So, now that they had returned, the first thing they had to do was naturally to rest first.

After speaking, he waved his hand; two identical farmers stepped out of the void ahead, and his two index fingers shot toward the farmers' brows like lightning.

"Threaten me?" Huang Xiaotian looked a little displeased. He had only heard the people around him discussing his actions and wanted to scare the other party; he had no intention of truly finishing off Tang Zhe here, let alone eating him.

At once, these twelve thousand Vajra thoughts turned together, and Yang Wang's physical body radiated ten thousand beams of Jin Guang, piercing through the clouds.

Basketball and football are different — in football you can stop the ball at any time to observe, then dribble again, but in basketball you can't; once you stop dribbling, you can only choose to shoot or pass, you are not allowed to dribble again, and a double dribble is also a kind of "violation" on the court.

Li Zhe this time nearly failed to even get the ball out — the Wu Sect's players were pressing too tight, he didn't dare pass rashly; in the end he finally hand-passed the ball to Sun Qian, who had circled around to his side, but the moment Sun Qian turned, the ball was knocked out of bounds by the Zhang Sanfeng team's relentless point guard.