Chapter 100: It's a Pity Not to Be a Demon Lord

On a distant solitary peak, after the golden flames on the scattered cultivators extinguished, the Venerable Master finally withdrew his gaze.

The Venerable Master sighed helplessly, saying, "In the end, I lost a move."

Jin Guang flashed suddenly, hovering beside the Venerable Master, and a low voice emerged from it: "Amitabha, Junior Brother, since you have been standing idly by all along, of course you must lose. If you had hardened your heart and controlled that youth, this match would have been yours to win."

The Venerable Master laughed, saying, "If I truly listened to your words, then Zhang Qi's

However, since it hadn't even bulged out yet, having her 'touch' it into looking several months along was a bit annoying.

Yan Chixia was torn between two difficulties, pulling at his beard and not knowing what to do; with his old-school warmth and enthusiasm, he indeed could not stand such a scene.

Zhi Xuan woke up in a daze, her head aching terribly. She turned her head and slowly opened her eyes, but upon seeing the person before her, she froze.

Long De-gang, Long Yun's mother, Long Yue, and that brother-in-law Wei Chengxue all couldn't help but laugh. Long Yun's bragging was a bit too much; did he even know how much ten billion was?

The entire list was so long it couldn't be scrolled to the bottom in one go; it gathered suitable wild monsters from leveling maps across the entire server. Tian Qi typed in the four characters "Mist Forest," and the interface instantly became much neater.

The three crossed the courtyard, which was full of standing water, and entered the main hall of the inn. At this moment, the hall was decorated with red banners and bright red candles; such decorations usually only appeared when celebrating a happy event.

In Xiao Ai's extremely ethereal voice, I seemed to be pulled back to the 1940s when this song was created.

Sure enough, after Liu Wei coughed twice, most people turned to look at Liu Wei. What was this big boy in front of them going to do?

I sighed bitterly. How is it so difficult to build a career in this society? And how should I proceed to the next step?

Qiong Qi's eyes flashed with a streak of red light, and his nostrils exhaled two loud snorts. He paced back and forth twice before the cave mouth, seemingly warning intruders that crossing the boundary meant death.

According to Ye Qingcheng's past misdeeds, she must have been the one to cause trouble without reason first; yet this time, she actually seemed to have the upper hand.

Just as she had barely stepped out of the Immortal Mansion with her front foot, Su Chi rushed forward with his back foot in a single leap and scooped her up horizontally in his arms.

The one he held up was a topless photo of Zhou Shi taken from the side, but now that he was holding it like this and looking at it carefully, I couldn't say how embarrassed I felt in my heart.

One second later, the energy beam reached the spaceship, but strangely, these energy beams did not hit Nightingale; instead, they grazed past Nightingale's side by a hair's breadth.

Feng Gen, Liu Zilai, and others, after personally testing the strangeness of this mountain forest, were in a state of panic.

At noon, I pushed aside the dinner gathering, drove back to the villa alone, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw this fairy posing in the living room in a way that immediately triggered a reaction in me. I embraced her and ambiguously told her that I needed to attempt high-difficulty moves.

I said nothing; I was not happy at all. Apart from that time when Rong County was flooded, Ye Han-sheng and I had never been separated for such a long time, so I really wasn't used to it.

When countless Yin-Yang Dao patterns resonated, the Kunpeng itself seemed to merge into these patterns; at this moment, the Kunpeng became somewhat ethereal and indistinct, making it hard to see clearly.

In the underground space, the printer operated at high speed, printing out one after another structurally intricate mecha component.

This time, the fist of the humanoid flame aberration descended from the sky, carrying a scorching aura, and smashed toward the top of Jiang Yi's head.

A violent force surged from the arm, transmitted to the coffin, and the coffin was shattered open by the impact.

The old man's son's eyes suddenly widened, his gaze filled with shock and surprise.

"There is nothing that cannot be done together; there is nothing that cannot be done together." Xu Yang repeated this sentence and extended his palm to gently stroke the characters on the stone tablet.