Chapter 172: [Beating] (6400)

"Brother, you and Cang Jianlong follow the Elder in secret; I'll catch up shortly." Xiong Lie watched the sky-shrouded horde of wild beasts besieging the Cuiyun Clan and sighed deeply, then followed Xiong Shiyu's back, riding the wind with Cang Jianlong's Cloud Dragon Squadron. They all wore concealment talismans, merely protecting them in secret.

They trudged along the uneven mountain path for an unknown duration, their wooden torches nearly burned out, yet even with the firelight, the summit remained unseen.

The third, Li Wanzhang, a God King with a Supreme Divine Dragon Vein, became a God King in five hundred years, rewarded with four Saint King Pills, ten thousand Hunyuan Qi-Storage Pills, and five Saint-grade weapons. In the third year of Renhua, Jiang Miaofeng slew him at Miaoyun Peak in the Eastern Region.

Qu Ping said not another word, immediately agreeing, and before seeing her off, would personally lead the Prince and all the Cave Lords to bid her farewell.

"Acting this way means you invite moral condemnation! Everyone will despise this behavior of yours; calling you a scumbag is no mistake at all!" the old reporter glared at Xiao Peng.

"Xuan Zhantian must have left clues or some opportunity for his descendants. Xuan Ming is the only bloodline; once Xuan Ming enters, no one else matters. Even if there are others, we have sealed the perimeter, so they must stay behind; the Five Elements Garden is the gateway to this Secret Realm." Cang Jianli explained.

Luo Yutian said with relief, "Very well, when the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten out." Immediately after, Luo Yutian looked at Luo Bing; he waved his hand, a flash of silver light appeared, and a brilliant energy sphere floated out, landing in his palm.

An hour and a half later, the two lords arrived at the sleeping quarters and saw the Great King staring blankly at the bundle on the table. Dongfang Yue walked over, opened it, and was startled; Lord Ximen leaned in to look, utterly shocked.

The Snow Mountain Daoist nodded, continuing to sip his tea. Ouyang Yiyi naturally wore a smile at the corner of his mouth. Just as he was pleased, Ouyang Lu rushed in to report.

Chu Ming, holding a black giant axe, swiftly flashed aside, dodging a sharp sword qi from behind.

Seeing this, Liu Lu's pupils suddenly contracted; he refused to delay even a moment, immediately summoning and crushing a Silver-grade random teleportation scroll. The instant he reappeared, he hurled out two more Silver scrolls and one Bronze scroll—three scrolls with even more precious directional teleportation effects—and sped away without engaging them further.

The edge of that Hundred Poison Green Date Forest lies four hundred and eighty li across the river; that is to say, Chu Yunxi can just barely reach it, but whether she can break through that Hundred Poison Forest to enter depends on inspecting the poison forest's condition once she arrives.

"What's there to ask? It's definitely a thousand-li steed; if it's not good, I won't take a penny!" Niu Dayan patted his chest, full of confidence.

The Justice Alliance replied to the Evil Alliance; outside the Bright Heaven Realm, on another desert planet, they would meet once.

"Er Si dares not claim credit; it was all due to your thorough guidance earlier, Young Master Chen." The man in gold-rimmed glasses, calling himself 'Er Si', lowered his head in reply.

The next day, early in the morning, a delegation composed of a Royal Mage Legion and a Royal Knight Regiment from the Bright Empire, escorting over a thousand demons, headed toward Miracle City.

Watching this scene, Qin Yi snorted inwardly, wondering why all the strange friends around him were like this.

After dinner, the whole family went together to the school to see the New Year's gala; Sun Qin was busy, and Tao Yaling had basically handed over the Student Union's administrative work to the next batch of student cadres, leaving herself free and easy.

Chu Yunxi then said to Meng Huaxu and the other two: "Senior Brother Meng, Junior Nephew Li, Junior Nephew Luo. Myself and Ming Xuan have other urgent matters; you might as well return to the Sect first."

Suddenly, he heard someone shouting below, and the voice sounded strangely familiar, so he stopped his steps.

This was something he hadn't expected; there was such a bizarre leg technique. Stumbling backward, Xu Fei had already lunged forward.

"But what if something goes wrong with you, and you haven't even won the championship?" An Shuo told me very rationally.

"There's also a cat bed; do you intend to let Kaka sleep on your bed forever?" An Can picked up a top-priced cat bed from the side and placed it into the shopping cart.

"White Ape, hold on, I'm here!" Ouyang Zhenan's voice suddenly appeared, accompanied by a wisp of spiritual light piercing through the Fire Elder's arm.

"We don't know this fellow's origins, and we can't beat him! Sigh..." Gu Hao sighed helplessly.

"Hiss~" Although pinched, Yan Yi didn't mind at all; he knew he had teased too much.

For some reason, he now always wanted to hold her in his arms at every moment, declaring to the whole world that Ji Nuan was his.

"Mr. Du, I'm going next door for a meeting; after you finish applying the medicine, please help me close the door. I'll be off then."

From the release of the college entrance exam scores to the end of registration, a full five days passed, a process that drove countless parents and students to distraction.

In an instant, peerless sword qi flew across the sky, a continuous wave of sword qi as vast as ocean tides. It continued to expand, sealing off this sky with sword qi, thereby covering this land.

"Yes!" The disciple, as if having walked through the Ghost Realm, heard these words, quickly kowtowed to thank for the grace, and ran out.

Leaving Ouyang Mo aside, the two walked to the outer room. Bing Lan pressed her forehead and sighed, "This Ouyang Mo, I truly don't know what's wrong with him." At this moment, Ouyang Mo seemed to have no thoughts whatsoever, nor even the slightest desire. One without desire is strong; such a person is even harder to deal with.

"Hehe." Seeing this, Tang Jin couldn't help but chuckle, earning another glare from Shi Shuiyue. To ensure he could still get into bed tonight, Tang Jin wisely chose to shut up.

After a long while, the silver basin holding the magical flame that Bing Lan had placed on the table suddenly brightened, and a thin sheet of letter paper jumped out from within.

"Wait a moment." Lu Fan had no intention of staying on the arena platform; he immediately stepped down from the platform and called out to Lou Bingliang.