Chapter 598: A High School Student's Lifelong Enemy, the Company Founded by

Some things are too much of a good thing. When you reach a certain level, you will naturally know. Reaching "Mythical Mythological Daluo" is the threshold for crossing this boundary.

Compared to "Wen Zhong," "Lord Wu'an/Bai Qi," "Hermes," "Indra," "Shiva," and others who were based on hearsay + self-speculation;

His own teacher was the ultimate existence of the "Heavens and Myriad Worlds/Unofficial History Phenomenon," the "Geng" who smashed a bunch of "Dao Contenders" and reached "Pro/True Infinite: Lord of Falsehood (Lord of Unofficial History)."

"Isn't it the top three? How did it advance one more place in the blink of an eye?" Mi Yiqing looked bewildered.

"Li Yi, what are you and Chen Ming talking about? Are you plotting something bad again?" Lin Ke'er asked.

Ouyang Lietian was filled with cold air. From that moment on, a more hidden thought grew in his heart: he wanted to be strong, strong enough to Iron Rule the entire empire.

"Liuli, this spicy flavor is strong!" Mei Xiang said while crying wildly. Then she had to be provoked by Uncle Chu Lin to compete in drinking. Zi Liuli shook her head and quietly finished her share of the meal.

Prince Hao said, holding Tao Hua's face, staring at her tear-stained smiling face, and lowered his head to gently kiss her eyes.

The Wu-Beginning Holy Demon wanted to force his way in, but after a few efforts, there was no reaction at all. Shortly after, the True Saint who had disappeared appeared before everyone again.

Just as a brilliance flashed, a top-tier True Saint with a full beard arrived outside the city wall, standing opposite the blood cloud.

"Teacher, you are..." Murong Shan's tone was full of worry. Outside, there was thunder and lightning, and strong winds were blowing. Presumably, the heavy rain, like a bursting river, was also about to arrive.

"En, good, you all go out first, I want to rest here for a while." Taylor waved his hand, signaling them to retreat. But for no reason, he felt happy in his heart. She, after all, still had some feelings for him, otherwise, how could she have saved him?

"This master, our flower-dan has been asleep for less than two hours, do you think..." The procuress saw that Wang Fan refused to state his purpose, but the other party's tone didn't seem to be at the point of a fight, so she walked over and said to Wang Fan again.

The fragrant meat chunks were oily but not greasy, with a bright color. Because they were braised for a long time, the meat was soft and almost melted in the mouth. Mu Feng only took one bite, and his eyes lit up completely.

Sir Gareth and Sir Bedivere nodded repeatedly. It was impossible for the two of them to tell anyone, especially Sir Mordred.

Amos was clearly forcing Deborah to take action today, and Hosea's words were to relieve Deborah, just letting Deborah communicate with Cang Hao, rather than demanding that Deborah must do something.

Wang Fan looked at this Xu Bing with a smile. Was there anything like what he said, that what he wanted would be sold in the Three Realms Supermarket? Regarding this point, Wang Fan really couldn't figure it out.

On the sixth day, another morning of discussion. Today was not as intense as yesterday. Finally, Daoist Wuxu of Wudang sat in the position of the alliance leader for this encirclement and suppression of the Divine Eagle Sect.

The host smiled like a flower, silent. The gradually intensifying background music and the increasingly rhythmic, drum-like applause of the guests cooperated, sending invitations and friendly pressure to the team members. Gradually, the standing guests even began to stomp their feet, pushing the heat of the scene to the highest point.

The freak ignored the wounds on his body. Strangely, although the wounds were deep, no blood flowed out. Electric light flashed in the wounds, and he seemed very happy.

Just as the group walked out of the laboratory with grim expressions, Xu Le, who was sandwiched between two military police, finally woke up slowly. His pupils gradually returned to normal, but his pale complexion did not improve for a while.

After all, at this juncture, no one wanted the people from the Pantheon Exchange to suspect that they were sincerely against them, or that they might be the ones destroying the Ghost Train. ===== CHAPTER 602 =====