Chapter 696: Ferocious Zhang Yuan

To avoid being accidentally hit by friendly forces' possible mass-destructive weapons, Xiao Yu detoured far around and reached the rear of the Xiongnu army.

Still ten li away, flying at a height of a thousand zhang.

Indeed, her caution soon proved entirely justified.

The old Daoist Lu Lingzi had likely stayed at Yanmen Pass for a long time and knew the Meng family army and the Left Valley Liwang of the Xiongnu well.

He was right—seeing the Black Wolf cavalrymen fall one by one, they still could not inflict any damage on

In the outside world, there is no such realm as the Ancient Realm; here, it is a transitional stage toward becoming an Immortal.

"Indeed, you've got some skill!" Xu Lei nodded in praise; this tactic resembled their Daikun Hall's style closely.

What kind of feeling was this? Excitement? Joy? Or unease? Impossible to say, impossible to explain.

Instantly, all those beams struck the iron chains, and at once, the chains shattered right there.

The roar echoed again; terrifying forces erupted forth. Three breaths later, the heavenly thunder in the sky vanished entirely, and at that moment, Shen Hai spat out a mouthful of blood and was flung backward.

Zhao Jian leaned close to Zhong Yaohuan's ear, gazing at her translucent earlobe, unable to resist kissing it. Zhong Yaohuan shuddered all over; a tingling numbness spread through her body, and she sank helplessly into Zhao Jian's arms.

According to Xu Mo's own estimation, at least Second Step Immortal Realm strength was required; First Step Mortal Realm power simply could not break it—even if his true body unleashed "Qian Yuan, First Form: Opening Heaven and Earth," he still could not tear open this realm.

Clearly visible, two titans continuously cast spells, the surroundings shifting constantly; since they hovered high above, they saw the island below nearly erased by the residual shockwaves of their attacks.

"You've got plenty of Zhū fruits, haven't you? Each one's worth about ten million; if you have hundreds, it should be enough," Ye Shuiyue advised Qin Moyu.

In Yanxi Palace, Consort Hui sat on the bed, lost in thought for a moment, then turned her gaze to Baoqing and beckoned him over.

Adding the scattered silver taels still on his person, Chang Xian's pockets now held over eleven million in pure gold and silver.

Several big boys got animated, talking about the bar's new drink menu, the meeting of tea and liquor, the rock musicians, hip-hop rappers, and jazz artists who performed there—the list could circle this courtyard a hundred times over. They especially went on endlessly about the bar's beautiful girls.

Most of the Japanese forces were actually stationed in Dongbie, defending against the north—this was the direction they dared not neglect, for they had once been decisively defeated there.

When they saw the Crown Prince enter the Princess's mansion with the Emperor of Nanshun, they whispered among themselves: Could Nanshun be seeking to marry their Guardian Princess?

Adhering to the mindset that even plucking a single hair must bring back a bit of meat paste, even if it rained from heaven, one must catch it in a basin—if you mistreat me, I'll bite you back.

Li Xiao merely assumed she was reluctant to leave her homeland; hearing she was willing to go this far for him, he felt nothing but sweet warmth.

"Hummm…" The sound of engines came from the sky; He Jiaming looked up—it was the enemy's reconnaissance aircraft arriving.

Wu Malu acted as if he saw nothing, chatted a few words with Yin Zhen, inquired about affairs at the Yongqin Prince's mansion, and invited the two to dine.

The world fell utterly silent; Chang Xian could clearly hear his own breathing, and clearly hear the flow of his blood.

Seeing the wounded being carried back, the Japanese soldiers left behind felt strangely bewildered. Since entering Shanxi, such scenes had been rare; today, so many casualties, yet they hadn't even seen the enemy.

I'm truly speechless about these accusations—if Zou Zichen truly cared for Ouyang Xue's wealth, why would he ever divorce her? He'd have taken her into his fold long ago.

The cameras along the corridor must be monitoring Ye Mu's movements in the hallway, but they can't see inside the room. Still, since the other side placed cameras in the corridor, they surely had ways to observe his room too.

When Zhang Peiyu walked slowly to the center of the stage, many in the audience rose to their feet, applause erupting in a wave.

Zou Zichen's eyes are double-lidded; when he lowers them slightly, the double lids show clearly, but when he squints, they flicker in and out, exuding irresistible charm.

Building a city isn't without limits—each map allows only one city: Bloodburn Plain can have one, Mose Basin can have one, Zula Road can have one, but all these locations require you to spend materials and money to construct them.

"But, Ting-ge, go join your classmates for their gathering—it's not too late to cook me a big meal tomorrow!" Before Xiao Ting could speak, Luo Miaomiao continued.

Long Ci was engulfed in flames, his skin burned away, his face grotesque and terrifying; Ye Mu recognized him only because his scapulae still had his two Tianyin Iron Flying Knives embedded in them.

"Today I'll properly calculate it for you and see if I've cheated you—damn it!" Lei slammed the computer onto the table and glared angrily at Fukuda Kazuo and Suzuki Takayuki.

As explosions continued to detonate, the Lion mercenaries hiding in those rooms were instantly blown to bloody pulp.

Her smoky, intoxicating voice rendered the song profoundly moving; listening, my tears flowed uncontrollably.

Even considering the enormous size of the dragon and giant serpent, this lake was large enough for them to swim freely within.

"Beautiful sister, my name is Pei Yan," Pei Yan sat upright with utmost respect, like a student in an ancient private school.

The Changchu Palace certainly wouldn't miss the most profitable caravan trade—it could earn silver to fund the sect's expenses and broaden the disciples' horizons.

The Guan Mansion was so vast, filled with all manner of strange and unusual items, naturally requiring specialized personnel to classify and grade them.

"Why can't I be here? This doesn't seem to be your hotel, does it? Hahaha…" If she wasn't stupid, she'd surely catch the meaning behind my words.