Chapter 370: Collapsing in Despair

"Wuwuwu, I can't resist! Hongfu Hongfu Xianzi Yu, Bodhisattva Yu, spare me~~ I have cultivated bitterly for one hundred and sixty years to reach my current realm; it truly wasn't easy.

Do not devour me, I beg you." More than half of Daoist Wu's body was wailing and begging.

The other smaller half, the rapidly proliferating "Body of Yu Fengxian," was cursing loudly, "I have never seen someone as stupid as you!

Martial Will can oppose Martial Will; I already gave you the answer."

"I..."

Han Yuzhang's heart also turned cold. He had already secretly observed Mu Zixuan for a long time and naturally understood in his heart that Mu Zixuan's strength seemed to be on par with Zhuo Hang's. Whether their Han family could win had now become unstable.

Especially Yun Shanlan and Hongfu Hongfu Xianzi Ziyue; even someone as extraordinary as her could not endure it. She attacked in anger, beating Fatty until he shrieked miserably, and he completely vanished without a trace, to the point that even Li Xuanji could not calculate his whereabouts.

These cauldron disciples looked at the pitted floor in front of the Qi Immortal Hall and the collapsed right side hall—a scene of devastation. Some were so frightened they were dumbstruck, some had trembling legs, some shrieked in terror, while others were filled with righteous indignation, grief, and anger, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.

However, when the white cat poked its head out from the collar of the human's clothes, all the demonic beasts fled in panic.

The exquisite calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, the purple clay teapot on the solid wood table, and the unique layout of the room—none failed to convey the noble aura of a wealthy family to Liang Lingfeng.

"All of you, take a look! Whose head is this!" Seeing that the Ming army could not finish off these united Mongols, Yang Zhen immediately shouted, holding the head in his hand even higher.

Zhuo Yi lowered his head blankly, looked at the ice spear stuck in his chest, and slowly reached out his hand. He actually pulled the ice spear out by force and tossed it aside casually.

Fox Charm had her arms wrapped around Hu Che'er's neck. Suddenly seeing Hu Che'er's fleshy face twitch, she knew he had pulled his wound and hurriedly tried to climb up to stop the bleeding. In Hu Che'er's view, this bit of pain naturally counted for nothing, and besides, the best medicine for stopping wounds was right in his bosom; why would he need her to search for it?

Dian Wei and Zhurong Qingyi were lying in front of her at this moment, but unfortunately, both had suffered heavy injuries and were unconscious.

Zhurong Qingyi felt a deep chill upon seeing her sharp gaze, and she stared back even more tightly, not daring to slacken in the slightest.

Suddenly, the stone slabs on the ground changed; large patches of soil and rock squirmed like flour, and accompanied by a cluster of bright blue light, these soil and rocks changed shape, casting themselves into the appearance of individual artillery batteries.

Just as Xiao Zining was accustomed to live-streaming, these few also grew to like this live-stream room dedicated to carving through subtle influence. If they didn't come in to crack a joke or two every day, they felt like something was missing.

And this champion could not allow any living souls to remain at the scene, lest word leak out that he had snatched the Divine Breath.

Hearing this, Lin Xuanxuan burst into laughter. There was no need to compare the expression on Wang Chen's face; it was already base to the extreme.

Homunculus had never been so disheveled. He had never thought that one day he would actually have the low-spirited thought of running away, just like those humans he had always looked down upon.

"What a great project this is!" After hearing Hohenheim's complete plan, everyone was stunned. Even Yao Lin and Zhang Mei from the New Country were shocked by the plan Hohenheim had laid out for hundreds of years.

"Hahahaha, kill that bastard with the final breath!" Edward's blood surged. Under the blessing of the "Reverse Transmutation Array," an inexhaustible strength suddenly welled up in his body, and he swung his fist toward the homunculus Pride.

Inside the tavern, all sorts of discussions were endless, which made Lu Xin frown slightly. He had intended to inquire about matters of the Nine Netherworlds, but he did not expect the topic to turn to himself.

When his feet touched something below, Zhang Yang looked down and saw a patch of something resembling mud. ===== CHAPTER 371 =====