Chapter 467: 451. Humanoid Avatar

451. Humanoid Avatar

"Dai'ao?"

Li Ang called out to the druid girl. She tilted her head, looking toward the distant rocky area, unmoved, just as a tiger surveying its territory would pay no mind to the movements nearby.

However, the tiger ears atop her head twitched, and as her tail swayed, the tip of it remained pointed toward Li Ang.

Shapeshifters really do seem like animals; these little gestures must be her unconscious actions.

"The illusion is about to undergo its next change, you know?"

"There is some misunderstanding about this matter. Let me explain it to you slowly. Ahem, since you have all come, why not come in for a cup of tea?" She let them in, and Mother Gu nodded and walked inside.

"Very well, since that is the case, you shall join me for breakfast." Huo Huan said, ordering someone to bring his breakfast over.

Recently, he had developed a new hobby: watching that exotic beast eat. For some reason, watching her eat made everything he ate taste delicious, and his appetite improved along with it. It was just that, like this exotic beast, he only ate vegetarian food.

Not to mention anything else, that landlord is definitely not a good person and will certainly not be able to resolve this matter easily. It would be better to just go and secretly buy a similar television when the time comes.

"Stop with the cheeky grin. If you dare to keep raising me like a national treasure, I will break up with you." Lu Anran threatened Qin Ze.

Su Mu returned to the center of Wawan City in this open and aboveboard manner, and the situation in the city was just as Su Mu had anticipated, perhaps even more exaggerated than he had previously imagined.

"A-Yuan, it's bad. Xia Xi has been captured by Ao Lie, and when I tried to bring Xia Xi back, I was no match for Ao Lie and was severely wounded by him." Li Luo said, coughing up blood as she told Jun Liyuan this tragic news.

The first wave of enemy troops charged into the main camp, meeting no resistance. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the second wave of enemy troops arrived as well.

Hundreds and thousands of experts gathered at Divine Beast Ridge, and for a time, a murderous aura permeated the entire Divine Beast Ridge.

Feng Qinghe is the top artifact-refining master on the Origin Continent; with just a few defensive weapons provided by him, surviving this heavenly tribulation should be a relatively easy matter.

After the Demon-Subduing Furnace forcibly swallowed Aunt Lan's soul into its belly, it had no time to dodge, so it simply plunged into the Soul-Snatching Array along with the Soul-Returning Mirror and the Soul-Suppressing Bead.

The sun rose slowly without anyone noticing, and the sunlight shining into the room grew warmer, yet it only made Long Aolang feel more restless and uneasy.

After one round of competition, only two people remained in the South Courtyard. Besides Zhuo Tian, there was a man named Wang Yang, plain and simple, dressed in fluttering green robes, with nothing remarkable about him.

Although this Evil Wolf Battle Formation was powerful, it was helpless against attacks from behind. Moreover, they had not expected anyone to ambush them at this time; the burly man had not yet recovered from his shock before he was cleaved to death by a sword.

"Hahaha! Still talking about Fan Yu? He is a fellow that Lord Fa Wusheng must eradicate. As for this Central District, it will eventually belong to the world of Fa Wusheng! Including the four major districts." The Void Hall actually began to laugh loudly.

Involuntarily, a "wolf smoke" rose from behind, instantly forming a sword that pierced straight into the firmament.

The storage space inside the Dark Luo Ring is not only countless times larger than an ordinary storage bag, but no matter what is put inside, even if it is taken out after a long time, it remains exactly as it was when it was first put in.

Four pillars of light roared in, like four galloping, snarling green dragons, carrying with them gale-force winds like blades. Wherever they passed, the hard rocks in the valley were crushed by an invisible, immense force, shattering one after another with a crackling sound, erupting into tortoise-shell-like fissures.

Duan Huogen lazily got up and walked to the crude wooden table, rummaged through the food in the plastic bag, ignored the leftover takeout, and instead picked up a fried vegetable dumpling, eating it while asking: "Discuss what? It wouldn't be about work again, would it? I'll say this in advance: I can't do heavy labor."