Chapter 128: Spot-Checking the Fairy! My Husband Is Number One Under Heaven! (6K)

Lin Jingzhu turned his head at the sound and saw a tall, upright figure step out from the crowd.

A black brocade long robe with silver-thread cloud patterns subtly embroidered on it, a jet-black jade belt cinched at the waist, a face handsome beyond compare, sword-shaped brows slanting up toward the temples, radiating a cold, aloof, haughty air.

"Lord Chen?"

Seeing Chen Mo, the corners of Lin Jingzhu's mouth lifted unconsciously, and even his voice softened a few degrees. "What brings you here?"

"I just came from the Tianwu Arena and happened to be passing by. I heard some commotion and came over—"

"Xiang Yunlong." Seeing this young man, Yu Di's expression shifted. This time coming to the Ancient Trial Grounds for training, it seemed the top prodigies of every major faction had all come.

However, the black-haired giant at the back hurriedly let go of the giant python in his hands, picked up a several-hundred-jin boulder beside him, and smashed it violently toward the great rhinoceros, directly sending the great rhinoceros tumbling head over heels, rolling several circles on the ground.

Luobei's Qi had nowhere to vent; now he only wanted to wreck something. The vases in the room were all gone, only the flowers remained.

The male ghost shuddered at those words, but now being held in place by Mingchen's spatial control and facing the immediate threat before him, he could no longer spare a thought for the future threat.

Zhao Yun's fist blasted toward Jiang Kui. Neither man's attack had any flourish to it—simple, direct, ferocious.

Having cultivated to his level, his comprehension of many Cultivation Techniques, spells, and secret arts actually far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

As several special envoys and elders spoke up first, the black-robed men, whose morale had already surged greatly, all roared in unison without exception.

"Don't get me killed—couldn't you just keep these thoughts in your head and let it go?" Zhantai Liuyue said urgently.

Because the familiar surroundings of the hillside villa made Han Sanqian feel as if he had returned to before his rebirth, and before his rebirth, he and Mo Yang had been very good brothers.

The little girl raised her head and looked around at the places in the Prime Minister's residence where the lamps were still lit, then let out a long, quiet breath.

Unexpectedly, after Shangguan Nian said those words, the person opposite actually asked quite calmly, "What?"

Mu Ling watched the signal flare in that direction go out, and a sudden feeling of despair welled up in her heart. She lashed her horse whip viciously and galloped toward the place where the signal flare had been launched like the wind and lightning. Liu Heming, General Meng Yunyi, and the others chased after her with great difficulty. Seeing Mu Ling so out of sorts, an ominous premonition also rose in their hearts.

The spirit whip in her hand lashed wildly, stirring up wave after wave of terrifying air currents. Tens of thousands of spirit blades instantly materialized, blotting out the sky and earth, imbued with an extremely terrifying, overwhelmingly powerful force.

Therefore, she lowered her head to look at Song Xinghe, who was "frail as if a gust of wind could blow him over" and pinned beneath her, and grew even more dissatisfied.

And most importantly, their losses were far too severe. Out of so many experimental subjects, only this single one had survived intact, and now it had been ruined again for no good reason. Those people up top were bound to be furious beyond measure, so they needed to let them see it with their own eyes—hopefully they wouldn't direct their wrath at them.

Perhaps she herself knew that the new king's desire to possess was strong to a hair-raising degree, and so she was unwilling to brush against his scales.

At this moment, Long Junhao and the others naturally had no idea that this year's Purple Spirit Realm competition not only involved the stakes between the four great academies, causing the students of the four great academies to greatly intensify their efforts, but even the rules of the Purple Spirit Realm competition had been changed.

He figured it made sense—Ming Yue Palace was so far from here, so it was only natural they knew nothing of what happened tonight. Presumably by tomorrow it would spread throughout the entire imperial palace.

Perhaps because Arthur's current gaze really was quite terrifying, the people who were also waiting for the elevator actually froze in their tracks, not daring to step inside.

An untrained, very robust adult male would still pass out when subjected to a load of 7 Gs, let alone his own boss's frame—when the reading had just hit 6 Gs earlier, it had already made his heart leap into his throat.