Chapter 921: (No title provided)

Clatter!

The ink-colored mountain ridge stood obliquely on the earth as if chopped by a knife, with no wind or clouds, and the night curtain hung low.

Only the huge waves, like city walls, rolled in from afar, bombarding the foot of the cliff and making a deafening sound.

Time and time again, the black cliff remained motionless.

The dim yellow waves seemed to have no way to deal with it either. After countless unsuccessful impacts, they gradually retreated.

When the sound of the tide weakened like the panting of a trapped beast, the scenery at the bottom of the cliff gradually

After the seal in his hand was slapped toward the sky, it was like a large net descending from the sky, imprisoning the entire ten thousand miles within it, forming a confined space.

"So that's how it is. In vain did I thank you. What about now?" Chen Xi sneered in his heart, looking at him mockingly.

Perhaps she and Yi Chen Jing were really destined to have no fate; Heaven was unwilling to grant even the final comfort.

The quantity of various things was quite large, but in Li Youcai's view, these should all be very ordinary things and not valuable. Added together, they were probably not even one-tenth of the value of his own bronze sword.

Once these words were spoken, the nearly ten thousand people below became quiet almost simultaneously. This tacit understanding was simply unmatched.

Chen Xi endured and didn't move. He didn't want the enemy to see how badly he was injured, and at the same time, he knew that if he moved, he might fall immediately. After being quiet for a while, he listened to Xuelisi's shouting. Afraid she would worry, he hurriedly retracted the electric sword, hoping that the huge electrical energy could allow his body to recover to a certain extent.

"Is that so?" Chu Yunxi took off the green jade magnolia hairpin from her hair and played with it in her palm. This was the gift Baili Chenfeng gave her personally when they first met.

Of course, she didn't know that all of this was seen by Meng Ziheng. When he saw Jiang Lan getting angry at Lu Yangqian, Meng Ziheng really wanted to rush up and give this boy two punches, but he held back. He knew that if he rushed over, it would only attract Lu Yangqian's disgust.

Wherever he wanted to appear, he would appear; wherever he wanted to be, he would be.

"Brother, let me go. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will give you as much money as you want." Wei Kunlin wanted to bribe Zhao Qiang, but unfortunately, he used the wrong place and only got a kick from Zhao Qiang.

A low and horrified voice was spat out from Di Shitian's mouth. He looked at the direction of Dongying with horror in his eyes. Suddenly, his figure trembled violently, and the originally terrifying power in his body poured out like a flood.

It wasn't until she closed the bedroom door that she realized a detail in hindsight. Just now, she saw blood on her husband's cuffs; it must have been the nosebleed her wife had.

It was just a few dozen spirit beasts, but if those cultivators had seen them back then, I'm afraid they would have added countless companions on the road to being scared to death.

Then he made the compacted bundles a bit fluffy, touched the tip of his nose guiltily, looked up at the big bow hanging on the wall greedily again, and slipped out the door.

An ancient golden war chariot slowly drove out from the other end of the Heaven and Earth God Bridge. The war chariot was vicissitudinous and ancient, covered with knife marks and sword scars, and a stream of unspeakable murderous aura rushed into the sky.

Clearly there was no emotion in those eyes, but just because of a glance from him, Old Gu's heart was shaken.

Yan Rufeng smiled faintly, spread his hands, turned and left, leaving only a cold answer.

Next to the stove, there was a bowl rack that looked like a cupboard. She had seen this thing before; it was a relic left by the original owner that Old Master Ma had specially preserved.

Thinking this way, she stopped abruptly, even though her brain had been thinking about where he was injured all along.

The remaining people shivered, their eyes full of fear, as if they had thought of something.

Zhou Chu looked back and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit and tie, looking suave, smiling at him. His eyebrows were very thick, and he had a square face, looking very stylish. Standing beside him was a shrewd-looking man wearing glasses.