Chapter 158: 【Bereavement】(6400)

Chen Yan felt that the old man next door, Lin, had a problem — actually there was no concrete matter or evidence, just a feeling.

He always felt that this old fellow next door was a bit strange.

This feeling had left a faint, elusive impression from the moment the two of them met.

So even though the two were next-door neighbors, Chen Yan actually hadn't been in very frequent contact with the old man next door, Lin.

At first

He had even wiped out three of the Ten Great Sects — what couldn't Immortal Fate do? Back then, the Seven Great Sects, led by the Holy Sovereign, went over bristling with killing intent to make trouble, but in the end they were scared off by a single sentence from the Five Absolutes Sword Emperor, and several Half-Emperors died. From then on, no sect ever dared to provoke Immortal Fate again.

"Your Majesty, please rest. Look at your body — even if you don't want to rest, you must. Sleep in peace. Priest Suo Youran, if there's news to report, I will certainly come inform you at the first moment." Qing Pu helped the Fox King up, brought him to the sleeping palace, and after seeing the Fox King settled, he went outside the hall to stand guard.

Can Kun answered guiltily, afraid that if Chong Tiange got angry, he would really have his head burst open.

The black-clothed man's eyes went wide; he suddenly felt an invisible pressure emanating from Tang Zhan. A seven-colored light barrier appeared, isolating all of their attacks.

After all, the Transmission Gate had only this one Transformation Yuan realm expert — if he died, the sect would naturally collapse.

Besides that, his jaw had been dislocated, there were many bone fragments in his neck, and the key bones of his right arm and both legs had all been crushed.

Everyone was at the same realm, and the Blood Trial itself restricted the strongest participant to Star River Peak — there was no fighting by realm suppression. Under such circumstances, Tang Zhan had easily defeated Chai Chong, and without even using a battle artifact. The true gap between the two could well be imagined.

When Su Ruibai went to the bathroom to wash up, she discovered that in the bundle of cloth, besides the pajamas, there were also underclothes and underdrawers. She instantly blushed crimson, secretly cursing that scoundrel Yi Nanchen a thousand times over.

When their group came up, this place was a sea of flames. Mu Tian used his divine sense to see a massive phoenix lying in the sea of flames, resting and recuperating, with many wounds on its body.

All the resources, flesh and blood, converged like a rushing river, pouring in, heading toward the front of the Ascension Path.

It was a purple-haired man, looking transcendent and otherworldly, with unmatched bearing — the air of an ancient sage.

Before the banquet had even begun, Prince Lu, upon first meeting his ninth brother Zhao Zheng, felt a great closeness and so offered him a peach as a gift, full of affection, his cherishing heart plain for all to see.

The owner of this voice was a middle-aged beauty in splendid dress, with refined bearing. She sat upright on a stone bench, a look of joy on her face.

It was furious to the extreme, but it was useless — its own charge could not suppress and kill Lin Yu, and the dark creatures were far away elsewhere.

Lu Manman's gaze, full of doubt, swept over him — how on earth had a person like him managed to survive until now?

Xiao Daoxin said, no wonder your grand-disciples keep coming up with lotus-root bodies, wind-thunder wings, three eyes and the like! They are all proper "humans"! So the root is right here with you! Should one say like master like disciple, or should one say the superiors lead and the inferiors follow?

Lu Manman now seemed to see a scene — an old lady constantly telling others her watermelons are delicious… isn't this just "no silver buried here, three hundred taels"?

The Golden Arrow Envoy listened to the gusts of panting sounds inside the carriage, but his face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard. He merely dismounted and bowed, holding the secret document high with both hands.

The suggestion just now had been purely instinctive. But if she were really made to go test it, her heart would falter — even after living so many years, she still hadn't lived enough.

"Your Highness Qiao Xiu, did those knights under the Queen of the Steel Nation really not use some method to cheat when playing this game?" the Blood Duke asked.

Under the night, his bearing was graceful and unrestrained, his manner extraordinary — every gesture and movement carried a hint of the Dao's rhythm, a sight that brightened the eyes.