Chapter 1585: Dragon's Holy Seed! Nine Dragon Sacred Emperor Seal

Screams, the roar of spells, the angry roars of players, and the whoosh of weapons and skills as they fought back, all mingled together, making the entire Obsidian Territory boil over.

A full second passed before Gu Nansheng finally came to from his daze. However, just as he was about to counterattack, another stab of mental pain shot through him.

In the end, the "marshal" himself spoke up, half-jokingly bringing up Yang Weifan's embarrassing story. He told Yang Weifan to finish his family matters and hurry back, aiming to break the eight-meter mark in his "diving" this year. Stop staying stuck at the beginner level of scooping up "sea snails" and "sea urchins," and embarrassing the People's soldiers.

An Obsidian Destroyer was equivalent to a Tier-3 powerhouse, a being comparable to a low-level legendary hero, while the Druid Elder had only just reached the advanced hero realm, far behind even a Tier-1 powerhouse. Fighting an Obsidian Destroyer would be like an egg hitting a stone, with no chance of victory.

"My lord, Her Majesty the Empress Dowager summons you for an audience." The sharp voice of the palace eunuch forced the two to cut short their conversation. Xie Qing bowed and followed the eunuch to Zhonghe Hall.

White-haired Sujade, draped in a plain robe, stepped onto the venue. His appearance sent the audience into a frenzy; people chanted Sujade's name. Sujade merely waved a hand and calmly took his seat in the VIP section.

The Twisting Void, on the other hand, is a world formed of formless dark energy, a source of evil brimming with chaotic energy. Countless evil beings make their home here, famous among them being the Chaos Demon and Void Face.

Ding Jian had never liked riding on others' coattails, but this time he felt that basking in his disciple's glory was a rather heartwarming thing.

That's way too big. A scroll is only about half a chi long and wide; does it really need such a large box?

How amazing! What kind of art is this? It can levitate a dark metal block without even touching it.

Perhaps, during those times without her, he had encountered more such things—though not out of malice, he suffered discrimination and unfairness simply because his race was different.

The melody of this song carries a strength within its sorrow, a lingering grievance and nostalgia within its chant. Jiang Si Yingying's rendition of reflection and cherishing is as verdant as Zhongnan Mountain, yet as fresh as the misty rain of Jiangnan.

Thinking that no matter what, the child's grandmother had been hospitalized, Yun Chunhua decided to take Nangong Rui to the hospital to visit. Liyue, worried, went along personally.

"No one but me can decide my marriage." Nangong Yexuan coldly tossed out this line, cutting off the Lord of Nangong, and the scene fell silent once more.

As long as you can afford it, a submersible can take you to a trench several thousand meters deep, letting you take in the scenery of the deep sea.

The invasion of the Chimera clan back then was far too easy. Even if Father and the others had fallen for a trap, they shouldn't have been completely wiped out.

Below the martial stage, the cultivators who had been waiting here, extremely nervous as they awaited the start of the duel, as well as the cultivators in the spectator stands, thoroughly enjoying the battle, now could not help but be stirred into a boiling frenzy and could not resist breaking into a babble of discussion.

Xiaoxiao wore an indifferent expression, spread her hands and said: "All the steps that should be there are there. What are you blindly asking about?" In any case, Xiaoxiao didn't feel she had done anything wrong.

Gradually, the man's body seemed to grow warm. She felt sleep creeping over her, and before she knew it, she had drifted off.

Saying this, Tian Qing once more cupped his fists toward Nangong Yexuan and the others: "Many thanks to you all. Once I have dealt with the matters of my clan, I shall come to your door to express my thanks." With that, Tian Qing flashed away.

There was such a good thing? Huo Yixin grinned. Free security—why turn it down?

Luan Fei now truly got a taste of how formidable Sun Liang's kung fu was. He hadn't expected that even in such a drunken state, Sun Liang could still unleash such ferocious explosive power. Luan Fei stumbled, and his body immediately fell more than halfway down.

"Please report the accuracy of your current position." Although Lu Zhu Xuan had not competed in the conventional manner, people always wanted to ask for the specific location.

"Um~ well, please have some water. Although it was bought by Senior Aaron," saying this, Jasmine handed over a bottle of water.

Xie Luan Yin furrowed her brow slightly, took out a silk handkerchief, wrapped the dagger's hilt, picked it up, held it beneath her eyes to examine, and carefully sniffed its scent once more.

Suha curved his lips upward. He naturally knew that the calm before the storm would not last long. With their provisions burned, the beastfolk would not linger at Changfeng Gai for long.

Seeing that Gong Lingrui was still looking at him with a smile playing at the corner of his lips, Shang Yi became even more enraged, his blood surging. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Trying to run!" Xue Meng snorted coldly, sprang up from the ground, his shoulders instantly snapping two trees as thick as fists, and his fists struck the ends of the trunks. The two trunks shot toward Lu Shanmin, one after the other, one to the left and one to the right.

Following the flow of people for a while, Chen Xiao encountered a few guards at the city wall. Hearing this, Chen Xiao raised an eyebrow. Just the entry fee alone was fifteen hundred demigod stones—that price was truly too steep.

"Listen carefully..." Su Mu said softly. As soon as Su Mu finished speaking, Lin Yu squinted his eyes and listened intently, only to discover that, deep within the village, there seemed to be the sound of the night watchman—the wooden mallet striking the gong, producing a "clang clang" sound in this quiet night, echoing into every corner.

"No." The two elders Bai Xue and Bai Qing shook their heads in unison. The elder who had been by Bai Qiucao's side earlier also lowered his head. What a joke—who would dare?

Ying Tian's brow furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure crossing his face. Huang Mazi quickly lowered his head, "Master, are you hungry? I'll go make you a bowl of noodles."

The system said, well then let's keep playing. Is that something a boss would say? When encountering such a situation, shouldn't a boss always say something to boost morale? What the hell is with you leading the gloom?

"Yuan Gang, you can do it!" Spurred on by Lei Bai Doudou, every disciple of Kunmen was brimming with confidence.

But in Jiang Han's view, this approach was nothing more than playing with fire; the day would come when it would burn him.

Mediating conflicts between the various holy towers and the knight halls, convening meetings to unite the major powers of the wizard world, repairing damaged planar nodes, eliminating all hidden dangers arising within the wizard world—these and more were the duties of the Guardians.