Chapter 428: Supreme Spirit Pills, the Calculations of the Blazing Sun

Sect Master Song was experiencing for the first time what it meant to feel like a thorn in one's back.

Had they not been on University Island in the Nine Mountains Realm, the crowd behind him would surely have erupted into chaos.

If a glance could kill, his body would already be riddled with countless holes.

He sneered inwardly, pondering silently: You only see me kneeling, yet you do not know that I am only worried I am not kneeling fast enough!

If I do not kneel, I will truly die...

The Jiushan Sect is truly rewriting the path of alchemy!

Those behind him

Gaoxing, who was naturally obsessed with weapons, took one look and immediately fell in love with these several long swords. He could not help but step forward to examine them closely, walking back and forth, stopping and starting, until for a moment his eyes grew dizzy from the sight.

Not only the mercenaries of the Wolf Tooth Mercenary Team, but even their captain, Xie Guang, dropped to his knees with a thud, begging for mercy again and again.

When life is going well, Su He would not think of these things, but now that she has been wronged, coupled with Chen Zihang's words, her mind is filled entirely with the image of Chen Zihang.

"It should have been traced to Yan Huo's place, a certain Eunuch surnamed Sun... The specific time was too long ago; this servant cannot recall it clearly." Ning Xue spoke hesitantly.

However, since this cultivation technique is performed by force, once unleashed, it will also cause damage to the user's own body.

At the instant Dai Oike fell to the ground, Ye Chen's figure appeared, the Dragon Chant Sword in his hand still dripping blood.

Zhao Qingshan said nothing. Judging from the situation after the dagger contacted the talisman shield just now, that shield could not only protect its master but also destroy anything it touched like a cutting machine.

Ye Chen let out a bitter smile. Clearly, you simply cannot catch my movements, alright? He extended his right hand and flung him flying once more.

"You must take good care of yourself; be sure to drink less alcohol." He Qing said with reluctance, offering her parting advice.

Yi Wei Dong did not look at all like a sixty-year-old man. He was burly and handsome, appearing more like a middle-aged martial arts hall master from a movie.

"Enough, enough. Feng Mo would not like you crying like this. When he returns later, have him come find me. This old man is leaving first!" After Mo Mo finished speaking, he stepped outside the door, then activated his acceleration skill, darting out in a flash. He subsequently found the place where he had drunk with several elders that day and hid there.

Yan Ting frowned. Having no opportunity to counter someone's sudden attack, he glanced at Xi Zhan, who was equally silent, and his frown deepened even further.

Seeing the door open, he felt as though he had arrived in heaven. Without a second thought, he stepped inside in one stride.

As he spoke these words, a sorrowful expression inevitably appeared on his face once more; he must have been thinking again of his deceased father and elders who had met a tragic end.

After Xie Zhentian finished speaking, Xing Yue prepared to turn and leave, but just then, Xie Zhentian's voice sounded again from behind.

Although the three were somewhat panicked now, they could all unleash their battle qi. Although they could not outrun Mo Mo, they still felt no fear of him in a direct confrontation.

"Haa—" Fan Yu panted heavily at this moment. A hint of confusion seemed to appear in his eyes, and his body swayed slightly at this time.

"Hehe, Third Brother, our luck is not bad; we managed to run into two fat sheep even like this," said the man blocking the alley entrance.

Strange to say, just at this moment, a strange wind arose, and the lightbulbs on the stage hissed, then all went out.

The bones were stark and white, not rotten, and as Bai Lao's incantation began, this skeleton actually rose up as if it possessed life.

The carp spirit immediately plunged headfirst into the sea, and Qing Qing, with a flash of green light all over her body, followed right in.

Ye Qinqin was surprised; her momentary words of dejection had caused Song Yuyi to lose all desire to discuss the ritual dance.

By now, a mighty momentum rolled around his entire body, his hair flying wildly. His fists, having clashed repeatedly with the Lei Jie, had long since cracked and become a bloody mess.

Who would have thought that after the male master scolded, the big black dog did not give up, but instead roared at him even more fiercely.