Chapter 405: 15th Rank Coordinates, Transmigrator Alliance, Honey Trap

"Little friend, long time no see."

Meng Yi casually slapped him a few times, and the 'Form Correction Palm' solidified the indescribable "Transmigrator Player" from an information state into a human-like form.

"Hmph! The winner is the king, the loser is the thief."

"Since you have completed the 'Multiversal Metamorphosis,' then kill or carve me as you please!"

The black-clad transmigrator was stubborn and unyielding; even in the face of death, he did not waver in the slightest.

Resistance is meaningless.

Everyone felt that although this Monk Wuxiang often wore a smile and was completely different from the many serious-faced monks they had seen in the past, they now discovered that this Monk Wuxiang had a solemn appearance, like a high monk. Invisibly, the image of this Monk Wuxiang in everyone's minds was greatly elevated.

At dawn the next day, the Qing army couldn't wait to open the gates and come out. Banners covered the sky and earth, and combat troops were densely packed, almost pouring out in full force, crowding the entire horizon until it was impassable. Looking from afar, it was as if an extra black wall had appeared on the edge of the sky.

Now that Xiao Ruyun's background could no longer be hidden, the matter that had weighed on Xiao En's heart for many years naturally surfaced: the hatred of his wife's murder, how could it not be avenged?

"Is there more?" In front of Luoxue, Mu Lingtian didn't need to hide anything; whatever questions he had, he could ask directly without worrying about exposing his identity.

Jiang Yun's injuries were no lighter than those who hadn't woken up. Fortunately, before Jiang Yun regained consciousness, he was able to transform his Yang body in a dream, and having the foundation of the Inner Yin Art, his healing ability was too strong; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to wake up.

At this time, Tian Ming, having left Qingfeng Residence, directly cast "Star-Shifting" and arrived at the Nine Netherworld, after which he headed straight for the Fengdu Ghost City.

Du Youjia's family was just a silhouette, and she was still foolishly worried about her debut, bothering her all day long; perhaps all of this was a joke in her eyes... She tried hard to wipe the tears from her face, but why did the tears keep coming the more she wiped?

Liu Tai was busy cleaning up the battlefield, picked up Zhu Chang's Third-Grade flying sword, flicked the blade, and nodded: "Not bad." Then he picked up Zhu Chang's portable gourd, which turned out to be a Five-Treasure Gourd.

"Not wishing for the monarch's edict, only hoping for the minister's gaze"—the reputation of Sang Muqing of the Wangyou Pavilion in the capital had already spread across the land.

Further ahead was a gloomy corridor, and with no lights lit, it appeared pitch-black. In this silent palace, this corridor seemed bottomless, as if it were leading to the depths of an unknown space-time.

"How about this: you personally go find Elder Ouyang and discuss it. If he is willing to withdraw voluntarily, then this qualification will be yours." After a while, the Maple Leaf Sect Master suddenly rolled his eyes and suggested this.

"Thank you for the teaching, Senior. Even so, this junior will definitely be able to break this eternal curse and, in a hundred years, clear the first layer of the Xuanyu and march into the second layer of cosmic space." Ying Zheng was extremely confident and spoke decisively.

It is not that the Earth has not been hit by meteorites, and it is not that the Earth has not experienced volcanic eruptions and lifeless ice ages. No matter how harsh the conditions, even if all living things go extinct, the Earth is still the Earth.

"It remains to be verified, and besides, it's not convenient to talk here..." Wang Yao looked up and scanned the room, speaking faintly.

"The sky is still that same sky, but this land has undergone great changes; things remain, but people have changed." The Spirit of Primordial Chaos sighed softly, his voice filled with sorrow.

"Rest assured, I will not search your soul. I want to keep you alive forever. Then I will capture your brothers and sisters one by one. I will pull your tendons and peel your bones, refine your souls and destroy your spirits right in front of you. Then I will wipe your hometown, the Titan Empire, from the universe." Ying Zheng's voice was like a demon from the Nine Nether Hell, making people shudder.

The ground was covered with a thin layer of ash like snowflakes. The ash fell day after day, but the ground always had only a thin layer.

I still pretended not to hear, then hugged him tightly and buried my face in his chest, refusing to let go.

These two scenes of the children had no real interaction with Bo Jin and Hai Song. When these two scenes ended, in the evening, the six children began their scenes with Bo Jin and Hai Song.

The vast majority of people have the curiosity to watch big events, not to mention cultivators who had not seen the power of the demons with their own eyes and had been notified to leave the border in a hurry shortly after starting their training.

"I have not seen this person yet; can you lead the way for me!" Just as that "Toilet Wife" was covering her soul-scattered old shameless face and returning home after cheating, she suddenly saw a crowd of people crowding over, surrounding her and spinning around.

In fact, the Boundless Sword Saint was not Pan Hun's junior brother; the two were just good friends, or one could say brothers.

Although Xia Lan's absent-mindedness did not affect the progress of the activity, the newcomers nearby saw it and all thought Xia Lan was affected by the reasons they had mentioned, and couldn't help but feel amused and smug in their hearts. It was as if they had surpassed Xia Lan, who was about to emerge again.

Wu Nuandong responded crisply, "I know!" Then she remained silent, drawing a fleeting glance from Abu Tianhe.

"No matter how hard it is, we can't let this pair of villains off!" Old Qian said through gritted teeth.

Luo Qiaoyu was provoked by him and suddenly became angry, "Who says I can't do it!" She said, slapping the yellow talisman in her hand onto the purple jade box, and then began to chant the incantation.

Luo Zhen was also stunned on the spot, listening to the mocking laughter of the people around him, his eyes staring coldly at Jinxiu.

Ouyang Zilan's gaze was attracted by a row of sticky notes on the edge of the table, which were densely recorded with important events.

It must be known that Yang Jiao was skilled in weapons, and the Yang family's spear technique was a top-tier art whether on the battlefield or in martial arts. Now that Yang Jiao was not using a weapon, it could already be considered a concession.

You must know that these few cities had already been turned into battle positions; how could these outsiders be allowed to enter easily?

Hearing the man's half-teasing voice, He Muwan turned her head and saw the man's handsome face close at hand. As luck would have it, as she turned her head, her lips actually pressed directly onto the man's lips.

Seeing Yun Qi Bingyan's serious expression, as if she were scrutinizing him, Xiao Beiye felt flustered for a moment.

Yun Luochen watched her from afar. He really wanted to walk to her side, but he was afraid of disturbing her. He really couldn't bear to destroy this pleasing scene. Yun Luochen felt that if he walked into such a perfect and flawless picture, he would become the only flaw. ===== CHAPTER 406 =====