Chapter 327: The story of Squire Wang

If it were someone else, seeing Tianmen Town burned to a state of devastation, yet hearing the Divine Mace Protector say something about a "land of foremost benevolence," they would definitely feel it was inconceivable and would use the fire as evidence to loudly refute it.

Qingsong pondered for a moment and asked: "Because the Yu Fengxian government office gambled on Heaven's will, attracting the gaze of the Heavenly Emperor?"

The Divine Mace Protector said: "This is the direct cause; the root causality is more complex and difficult to explain in one word."

"But it is certain that Tianmen Town at this time is the 'driest'..."

The mouths of Han Jie and Wu Bing both opened into an "O" shape. Neither of them expected Liang Ruoqing to be by Ye Junxuan's side.

Wang Hanzhang also intended to show off a bit, of course, mainly to deter Japan. Although Wang Hanzhang was not afraid of Japan taking advantage of the Sino-Soviet war to loot, if Japan, a powerful country, participated in the siege of China before the Sino-Soviet war ended, then the world situation would not know how it would change.

Forcing Stalin to give up those occupied Chinese territories was also extremely difficult. Everyone knew that the Slavs' desire for territory was endless; asking them to give up what they had already obtained was simply extremely difficult.

This Rat-Head Camp was originally a Daoist temple. Inside the main hall, there were still statues of the Primordial Yuanshi Tianzun, the Treasure Yuanshi Tianzun, and the Moral Yuanshi Tianzun, but the incense offerings had long been cut off. Between the two statues, a spider web the size of a winnowing basket was knotted.

Forget it, let's ignore the efforts of Chen Xu Yang and the others for now, and focus on how Chu Yun fights this boss.

Wang Fu grabbed the corpse, his body moved, and he disappeared. In his palm, he grabbed a vermilion Qiankun bag. The light inside was slightly brilliant, and it seemed there were quite a few lights and treasures.

The Thunder Spirit Fruit is the fruit of a lightning-struck tree, reaching the level of a fourth-grade spiritual medicine. But unlike the lightning-struck tree, the energy contained in this spiritual fruit is vast and gentle, making it one of the best supplements for martial artists, comparable to the effect of the Azure Cloud Fruit.

The laughter of the two echoed over the seaside, drifting toward the distant shore along with the sea breeze.

"It seems I should leave here and go to other star systems to find some more profound genetic knowledge." Lian Xiang thought to himself.

Seeing Lian Xiang, a man with long, elegant hair flew out from space. The material of his clothes was similar to Lian Xiang's, but the style was very different; at a glance, it didn't belong to the style of the Scorpio Star Region.

Following the dissipation of that strong current, Tie Fei and Poison Thorn both stopped their movements, the two looking at each other.

In the Martial Alliance City, inside the headquarters of the Martial Dao Alliance, a group of white-haired old men were discussing around a middle-aged man.

In the endless star sea, a medium-sized starship with a quite gorgeous appearance was sailing slowly.

Huang Hongyi and Ye Xun led some disciples and met by coincidence at the front hall, walking over slowly while talking and laughing.

"Where is the location?" Gu Nan was not excited, asking calmly. His target was the son of the Moon Slave, not the Moon Slave herself.

And these opponents would constantly send treasures and experience to the "protagonist" until the protagonist grew to a level they couldn't resist, and then they would obediently raise their hands and surrender.

Tu Qinglong sneered in his heart: "With your bear-like appearance, if it weren't for Guan Jie covering for you, I would have wanted to deal with you. A wine sack and rice bag insisting on putting on an appearance of being formidable, it really affects my appetite." Although he looked down on Guan Xinming in his heart, Tu Qinglong's face showed absolutely nothing.

The joy of the coalition was the wailing of Mordor. They sat together at this time, looking at the front-line battle situation with expressionless faces, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

"This time, I presume Daoist Red Tail will make a wise decision." Guan Feng still had a kind smile on his face, only with a bit more mockery.

Zhao Yishan could no longer endure it. If he continued to endure, his life would be gone. He mobilized the mental power in his sea of consciousness, condensing a blood wheel in his sea of consciousness. Just as he was about to let the blood wheel shoot out, a gentle force wrapped around his whole body, and the pressure he was bearing instantly disappeared without a trace. ===== CHAPTER 328 =====