Chapter 489: State of Mind Sublimation, Prison Meng Does Not Die in the Shura Field

"Bald caped monster? An outrageous way to become stronger?"

Meng Yi thought about it and knew that Prison Ying was referring to the protagonist of the "Derivative One Punch Man Worldview" — Saitama.

Saitama alone was a bit vague; adding the "Mythological Daluo · Meme" created by the meme "I'm bald, but I've become stronger" would be more accurate.

"The bald monster practiced for three years, not two and a half years; give him a bad review, otherwise he could be even stronger."

"Earth-yellow tight suit and white cape—"

He had bragged earlier that he would help win the competition, and now that others had given the boundary stone to him, he couldn't shirk this responsibility.

The five of them saw the old man in front, whom they didn't recognize, but they could also feel the other party's power. Most importantly, the other party was targeting the four of Cao Xiuming.

I don't know how long this silence lasted, until it was broken by the 'gurgling' sound of fish soup in the pot. He Hao pushed it in front of everyone. He only took a portion of instant rice and a cup of water.

He Hao could somewhat anticipate that the situation would become this dire, so he directly abandoned his scrapped dual pistols, drew the Thousand-Kill Great Blade from his constellation storage device, and, bolstered by the Gravity Impact Field, closed in on A Tong at high speed.

It turned out he had received a reply from the Sect Master early in the morning. The Sect Master told him to rest for a few days to recover from his injuries, and then secretly rush to Hengshan.

In the black torrential rain, the whistling of police sirens could be faintly heard. Through the rain curtain, red and blue police lights flashed alternately.

At this time, the bitch He and the pig-headed Tiger jumped out at the same time, cursing the Chaos Silver Dragon and the Flying Tiger.

It turned out that when Shen Mo saved Ye Fan just now, Ye Fan handed this escape tool to Shen Mo.

Immediately, the Asian man called Lu Renjia by Amier looked at Amier with excitement and said.

Then, Ling'er heard the sound of applying medicine, and then there was no sound at all. But Ling'er knew that Brother Qiyang was in great pain right now.

The camera gave to the soldiers' hands, those thick scars and calluses, which made people feel heartache when they saw them.

The iron cabin had not been opened, and the diamond-shaped iron fence was crossed and tightly closed. All fifteen Zaunites were dead drunk, gathered next to the ticket booth.

This time, without waiting for Li Yuntian to speak, Zhang Daban was already slamming the table at Xue Xingfu with a rogue atmosphere.

He saw a blood scab on Kunhua Longkang's chest, and there were signs of fighting all around, and a trail of blood on the ground leading to another door, looking like he had indeed experienced a tragic struggle.

Learning of Han Shengyu's meaning, Wang Taika also felt it was time for him to appear. However, the time was set for a little later.

Zhong Zhenxing originally had a hidden illness, a hidden illness that was most shameful for a man. Zhao Yun's departure caused his illness to change completely.

Li Yuntian didn't speak, straightened his upper body, and took a sip of tea. Then, as he looked up, he saw Zhang Daban stepping into the courtyard with a dejected look.

Yang Ke's father said, "I'm just wondering, Liu Xiao bought that hotel, and Liu Xiao's father didn't have any opinion? This child has taken on this lifelong famine; how will he live his life in the future?"

The visit to the Sichuan Army Anti-Japanese War Museum had come to an end, and at the end, the performance of the Sichuan Army in the late Anti-Japanese War was shown.

Their hearts were full of doubts and anxiety, not knowing why they were brought here, nor what would be waiting for them.

The situation in the cave was just a dream for Li Mengshang now. At the thought of Lian Haiping becoming that old, Li Mengshang felt a bit funny. If he were that old, what would she be like when she got old? Would she also be like him, with chicken skin and crane hair, with her beauty gone?

Glancing at the two people behind, Li Yang and the other, due to his duties, even with a fellow disciple leading the way, Ma Hao naturally needed to ask some questions.

Before the third watch, Qin Yong ordered Qingjiao to wake up Wang Xingxin, who was still dreaming. If he didn't get up early, he wouldn't be able to go to court in time; after all, this Earl's Mansion was outside Chang'an City.

And once the star power entered his body, Li Yang felt much more comfortable all over, and his originally very weak life aura gradually stabilized.

The withered figure looked at Li Yang, who had persisted in the great cauldron for quite a while, and was also very surprised in his heart. Logically, for a Qi Refining Fifth Level cultivator to consume spiritual power like this, his spiritual power should have been exhausted. However, observing Li Yang's moves, there was no sign that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.

Although she was a wisp of ghost from the modern era, she hadn't farmed in the modern era, and she also knew from studying history that the ancient common people lived very miserably.

One day, Village Master Lan suddenly asked Song Wan to call Lu Ping for a banquet in a place with good scenery in the village.

The dead silence that rushed toward his face ignored his physical defense and madly poured into Li Yang's body, attempting to swallow all the vitality in Li Yang's body.

What he was pointing at was a group of Cangshan cultivators. These sixty-odd people had their essence contained within, and their appearance was no different from ordinary people, but in the eyes of Zhang Yongchang and Feng Lingxiao, there was an aura on them that made both of them feel awe. Besides a Golden Immortal in the world, what kind of person could it be?

The two cursed Jiang Wei. Although their strength was not as good as Jiang Wei's, with Old Song's backing, they naturally wouldn't be afraid.

In the cave, Han Yun organized the data in the system well before walking out of the cave.

This punch made Jiang Wei's pupils shrink instantly, the Nine-Turn Thunder Battle Body attached instantly, and the fist mixed with thunder slammed heavily against the Star Luo Old Ancestor.

Karik sent Li Qingshan to the door, and facing Li Qingshan's invitation to go up for a drink, he shook his head and refused.

The two demon beasts were too lazy to even transform into their original forms, and in one step, they arrived directly beside Zhang Lang, looked at Zhang Lang with disdain, and the Thunder Eagle struck down with a bolt of lightning.

In this world, there are always people who are too kind, with the purest hearts, doing the most intolerable things in this world. Yet they endure more pain and more torment than ordinary people. Su Lin Ge had never done such a thing. But she felt she should understand; this mood might not be much better than death.

Of course, after they arrived, Douding climbed onto her father very consciously until she sat on her father's lap.

And Huo Yuan, who was on the side, saw this scene, and a touch of shock appeared on his face. The strength of this Spirit-Devouring Snake was extremely powerful, and the other party actually solved it just like that?

But unlike him, this person's eyes were pitch black, without a trace of white, revealing a strong negative aura.

Lin Xuan took a step, the air exploded, and he arrived in an instant, strangled the giant sword's neck, and lifted his tall body alive.

Clinton was truly confused. This glass production technique had long been no secret where they were, and many people knew it, but he didn't expect that in this distant Eastern country, this ordinary technique was treated as a treasure. In order to exchange for this technique, the other party was willing to pay such a high price. ===== CHAPTER 490 =====