Chapter 477

461. Spirit Forging Technique Exchange

"Pull yourself together, Great Witch, many people need your support."

The two stopped in a relatively calm area in the sky. Li Ang had many questions he wanted to ask, but now was not the time to talk about them.

On the aerial battlefield all around, there were many warships that made him feel familiar, as well as some figures with whom he had fought side-by-side or only met a few times.

The Sky Knights, who were guild members, were clashing with strange-looking enemies wielding the light of the Star Soul, some...

Yu Sihai, what is he here for? Hearing this, Situ Xuejiao frowned. It had to be said that this Yu Sihai and the Hong Sect had always kept to their own paths; one was a martial arts sect, the other was the police chief. Although they had some dealings in daily life, they had never had any social interaction. At such a sensitive time, what could he be here for?

Li Ruhai stopped speaking and looked out the window—things were progressing smoothly on Qianxue Meinai's side, and it seemed Chace Qiye could also be of some help here. Not bad, not bad. The day for the hidden dragon to enter the sea and the tiger to roar in the deep mountains was not far off.

Every time Ling Tian threw a punch, a Ning family expert would fall. Facing Ling Tian, whose strength had broken through, those Ning family experts had no power to resist at all and were completely crushed, each one killed instantly by a single punch.

When he was wholeheartedly guiding his spiritual power, he did not expect an anomaly in his sea of consciousness—his consciousness entered his Jin Dan, and the incomplete consciousness of Xiang Yuanxiu, which had originally been suppressed, suddenly reared its head.

Only by possessing sufficiently powerful demonic arts could she go to the Interstellar Array of the Ancient Martial World and head to the Yanwu Divine Domain.

And Ling Tian, he didn't even move an inch, remaining completely unscathed under Yi Shengxue's sword.

He thought to himself and also looked back at Qianxue Meinai, only to see that she had already finished eating and was just sitting there quietly waiting. Li Ruhai didn't want to discuss the topic of Qianxue Meinai with Lingmu Xing either; this guy had too big a mouth.

"Nonsense! If it were pitch black during the day, wouldn't that scare people to death?" Wang Ruxue glared at him, a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashing in her eyes.

And the "St. Petersburg" ranked in first place had only increased by more than four thousand recommendation votes during this period. This was still because Gao Ping Kangjie had brought huge popularity; otherwise, he estimated he wouldn't even have been able to get one-tenth of Gao Ping Kangjie's recommendation votes.

"Eleven, what do you think? Is it a corpse coming back to life?" Yan Liuwu dismissed all irrelevant people before asking.

Su Yiwan sat on his lap, feeling the atmosphere was very ambiguous, the man's scorching breath spraying on the top of her head.

Xiao Jian's happy eyes were filled with tears, and his longing for Huang Yijuan became even heavier, as if he had returned to the time when Huang was hospitalized, Xiao Jian was taking care of Huang Yijuan, and Huang Yijuan still had to take photos, taking those embarrassing photos of Xiao Jian, forcing Xiao Jian to beg her to publish them.

It was just that he looked much more mature than when she left; judging by his appearance, he should be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

Just in case, Xiao Jian quietly came under the corridor eaves, hid behind a pillar, and quietly listened to the conversation inside.

Yu Ting's two questions instantly cleared Chen Yi's mind, which had been without any ideas.

Naturally, he only focused on developing the army and only paid attention to the construction and defense of inland cities, while coastal cities were all in a state of "my front door is always open." If this could be utilized well, achieving twice the result with half the effort would only be the lowest of outcomes.

And the Third Imperial Prince seemed to understand, giggling happily, and even stretched out his finger to put it into his mouth.

On the second day after returning to the palace, Shen Tingnian returned from paying her respects and had Sui Yan take her paintings from Nantai, preparing to classify and inscribe them, changing them into scrolls for safekeeping.

It reddened half the sky. With Xiao Jian's current cultivation and attainments, the lethality of unleashing a thousand dragons was no less than the power of the Wang Fei's Blood-Dancing Heavenly Dragon Break.

When Ye Xi saw the man of clear breeze and bright moon before him, although the appearance was not his, the temperament of his whole body, bright and warm, that was him. Except for him, he couldn't think of anyone else.

The young Li Dazhu was the eldest son of the family and also the future heir. Therefore, cultivation was something he had to do, and he had to cultivate well.