Chapter 197: The Imperial Consort and the Demon Lord Fight Over a Man

Mu Yueyao looked at Chen Mo, her eyes filled with killing intent.

Previously, she had sensed a trace of dangerous aura from Chen Mo and felt some wariness, so she had spoken to test him, though she had never expected to achieve her goal with just a few words.

"Heh, stubborn and unrepentant."

"Do you think I am the same sort of trash as those previous demon clans?"

Ice-blue radiance bloomed in Mu Yueyao's eyes. At this moment, she no longer concealed her aura, and a surging demonic energy shot straight into the clouds.

A few team members opened their mouths but said nothing; in a team, everything is based on the captain's word. Regardless of whether his decision is right or wrong, as long as it does not endanger the life of the team, the members must obey.

Heat head coach Pat Riley gathered all the players together and briefly spoke to everyone about the next round of the matchup.

Song Tianji followed Angel out of the forbidden area and rushed toward the arena. Upon stepping into the space of the Menglan Continent, Song Tianji discovered that it was easier to perceive the rules here than on Earth; various power elements filled the space between heaven and earth, and he felt like a tiger that had grown wings.

A newcomer being called a god will inevitably attract countless attention and countless challenges. To put it nicely, you can temper and train yourself; to put it realistically, countless provocations and suppressions will cause you to fall rapidly.

Sparks flew again, but the black lightning striking Zhang Ye's wrist had no effect at all. The effect of the Twelve Trials was immediate, and a fierce glint appeared in Zhang Ye's eyes as he gripped his left hand tightly.

Unable to breathe, every movement was burdened by a gravitational pressure and obstruction so powerful it was despair-inducing.

The soldiers all around laughed loudly, their hands never stopping; some were wiping their blades and spears, some were organizing their bows and arrows, and others were brandishing their weapons to warm up, each of them rubbing their palms and looking eager to try.

"No... the awakening of that existence was completely beyond my expectations, otherwise it wouldn't be this troublesome right now!" Angus shook his head and replied.

Although Ye Huan's current strength is only at the million-person level, no one at the same level is Ye Huan's opponent. Even Kanute, who is called a great hero by the Murians, is not Ye Huan's opponent at the same level.

"That works!" Mu Tiankuang nodded hurriedly and actually reached into his space to pull out a teapot and three cups.

Yin Qinghe thought about it in his heart, but he dared not show the slightest bit on his face. He knew his father's character best—cruel and vicious. Don't look at the fact that he is his son; if he really hardened his heart, he could make him vanish from the world without a moment's hesitation.

She snuck a glance at Wu Song, but Wu Song looked a bit awkward, just like a husband returning home late, tiptoeing in, only to be caught red-handed by his wife. "Pfft!" Pan Jinlian couldn't help but laugh, yet her heart felt as sweet as honey.

"What? How can they go in like that? We've been waiting in line for half a day!!" A series of indignant cries rose from behind.

Not until the dial tone sounded from the phone did Sister Qing take the phone away from her ear, sitting in the chair, lost and dejected, not knowing what she was thinking.

But just at this moment, a sharp voice intruded inopportunely, full of malice.

Team B was not so harmonious. Eating tasteless biscuits, Qian Yaya's heart was full of grievances.

As for whether Li Chen would return to the Buddha Realm in the future and then forget her, these things had not happened yet, and Nie Wei did not want to be sad for things that had not yet occurred.

Accompanied by this vigorous shout, all the metal-element life force aura within Zhu Sha's body was poured into this punch.

Sure enough, the eyes of those sea clan members all went straight, especially those young sea clan members, all of whom were at an age of hot-bloodedness; suddenly seeing such an alluring body, how could anyone be able to resist?

At this moment, Situ Zhaoyuan simply wanted to vomit blood again. Facing the suppression of the high and mighty imperial power, he was completely powerless and could only be slaughtered at will. Therefore, he secretly clenched his fists, but could only retreat.