Chapter 556: Little Girl's Friend

"Mm, during this time, I'll go cultivate with my older brother." Little Girl did not hide anything from Liu Agong and said very honestly.

"Cultivate?" Liu Agong was very surprised upon hearing this.

For those like their spirit mediums, shamans, or water masters, all who can communicate with ghosts, their abilities come entirely from bloodline inheritance; if you have it, you have it; if you don't, you don't. Where is the need for any cultivation?

"Yes, my older brother encountered some very powerful fellows. To deal with them, naturally, I must work hard to cultivate."

Zhang Chu quickly stopped him with a hand gesture. Sun Yuanhua also realized his loss of composure and sat down again. The jailer, seeing nothing major was happening, walked away.

Because the overwhelming aura he revealed was in no way inferior to that of Luo Cheng, Qin Tian, and the others.

There is an ancient Chinese saying: A gentleman does not stand beneath a dangerous wall. Unless absolutely necessary, no one is willing to voluntarily place themselves in danger.

The essence of the sword is the foremost essence of attack, the king of all weapons. Even if it is the sword essence belonging only to him, the essence energy required for its transformation is incomprehensibly vast, so vast that only the word 'oceanic' can describe it.

Zuo Liangyu did not care much about the meeting location; Kaifeng City was still very safe for him. The bandits rising up everywhere have not yet been able to threaten Kaifeng.

"Hmph, overestimating oneself!" Seeing this scene, Ren Cang let out a disdainful cold sneer. Qin Mu's spiritual technique was indeed formidable, but this current assault was the power of a Heavenly Grade spiritual object, combined with his own strength at the Half-Step Life and Death realm driving it. How easy would it be for Qin Mu to block it?

The sun, moon, wind, and clouds rolled backward; Shanhe trembled and shifted. The black demon qi surrounded the evil figure at the center, standing firm in the vast sky. Under Mahayana's gaze, the black demon qi stopped churning, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

The Bayern Munich players also seemed not to be in their best form; they could not create any shooting opportunities for a long time, and passing errors were relatively frequent.

"Those three old dogs are still alive, right?" The smile on Qin Mu's face gradually faded. He stared coldly at Lu Feng with dark eyes and said lightly.

He could only spend his days hugging the Death Angel in a daze. Even if it cost more divine power, he would not let her turn back into a raven, and he paid little attention to Wang Fei at all. If one could starve to death in the wild, then one would not be a Druid.

Could the destruction of the ancient Kingdom of Jingju also have some connection to the human-demon love affair of those years?

Several people ran in from outside the passage; it was Niu Feitian and the others who had charged in. Originally, they were supposed to be outside providing support for Qiangwei and Xie Tong.

Her originally loose clothes were completely unsuitable for her current figure; they were about to slip off her shoulders. The patch of snow-white on her chest was seen clearly by Chang San'er opposite her.

"Uh, this really is..." Feiyan sister couldn't help but look somewhat depressed. It seemed as if she were transparent, her thoughts and secrets alike could be seen through at a glance by Zhen Shifeng, and the taste of that was indeed not very pleasant.

If cutting off the supply pipeline still left a chance for repair, then completely destroying the source of the life essence supply meant Wilson truly had no way to turn the tide. For him, the situation had already become critical.

Tongbi Fist is the most basic Fist Art, its main function being to practice how to channel the strength of the entire body into the fist, effectively bringing forth the power.

Zhao Han even felt that with just a glance or a movement of hers, all the ordinary grass, trees, mountains, stones, dust, and mud around, even insects, birds, fish, and beasts, and even the very air they breathed, could instantly transform into deadly poison.

With the help of the power of the world, Xie Tong's confidence increased further. He clenched both fists and punched upward toward the sky. It was a simple move, yet it contained all the power he had gathered up to this point.

He dared not be careless in the slightest. He urgently circulated Mahayana true qi, letting it flow slowly into Zhao Kuangyin's body. To his relief, the Mahayana true yuan seemed to be very beneficial for Zhao Kuangyin's injuries. As his true qi continued to be input, Zhao Kuangyin's aura finally began to stabilize, and his breathing also started to become smooth.