Chapter 109: Duel on the Magic Platform

Several months later, returning to this old place, the simple small courtyard seemed no different; that Senior Brother Wang was still in the inner hall drinking tea and reading books, looking utterly leisurely.

Su Chunyi had long since returned to Qinghe; it was said she had made a breakthrough in her cultivation and her master had taken her back to enter seclusion; it was thought that when they met again, Su Chunyi would be at the Soul Transformation realm.

"A rare guest, how did you come..." Wang Wang Yichen was about to tease a few words when he suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Eh, your Qi sea is already overflowing?"

Chen

The other leader of the siege magic army, a Halfling lord, seeing the tragic death of the Big Brother and the army already in rout, could not help but feel the desire to retreat.

Regiener had experienced the previous war and knew the S. H. I. E. L. D. possessed an invisibility technology that could make itself disappear; so when he sensed something amiss on the flight path before him, he stopped, moved closer, and wanted to ask the people from S. H. I. E. L. D. if they had discovered any traces of the Sea Dragon.

He hugged the scruffy fat rabbit in his arms tightly and rubbed it, while that rabbit, whose fat flesh could even ripple, merely calmly lifted one ear, continued to curl into a fur ball, and squinted its eyes as if sleeping.

Prince Wang's Mansion seemed as if nothing had happened yesterday, but Mu Caiyun knew it must be loose on the outside but tight on the inside; she glanced casually, did not stay long, and returned to this inn.

Thinking of this, she gave a slight fist-and-palm salute to that so-called Li Ji, ignored her eyes constantly scanning her body, turned around, and went straight down the boat.

Isn't me speaking this way a sign of high emotional intelligence? Could I not say you are so dark a pangolin wouldn't recognize you? How did it become that with you lot I am a smooth-talking big liar?

"Thousand Tea Shop?" Xue Hanjiang looked up at the signboard and thought to himself: "Could it be there really are a thousand kinds of tea leaves here?" He smiled and walked in.

"Continue then, how did you deceive them back then? Did you just brag to the statue?" Gao Jian asked.

These past few days, Haotian had been smashing everywhere here, familiarizing himself with his surging strength. Peak after peak was poisoned and corroded by him.

Su Su's gaze swept over Tang Ning'er, Zhang Xing, and Lin Xin's faces, finally settling on Zhu Qingzhu's face.

Seeing Yang Xue's blushing face, Lu Yan finally coughed twice and pulled Gao Wu back. Gao Wu had been twisting his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

"What happened? An earthquake?" Bright ran over in a bit of panic, but as soon as he stepped out the door, he could not help but open his mouth wide in shock.

Entropy's chaotic energy began to erode the Flame Lord's body; His form clearly became much dimmer.

Luo Lie heard this and felt anger rise in his heart; he raised his fist and struck right at the fellow's face, making Zhao Zixiong's nose bleed profusely.

At this moment, those remaining were all second-generation gods, or powerful Apostles; if those Apostles who were just along for the ride dared to stay, they would truly die very miserably.

The three from the Tongtian Sword Domain and the Yutian Sword Gate emerged first; at some unknown time they had already stood upon the roof, surrounding the black-clad men.

It was much more distinct than hearing it from outside; this sound seemed formed by many kinds of things striking the ground, with no pattern whatsoever, very noisy.

If they went out and were discovered at this time, claiming to come from another world and so on, they would probably be killed; they had come as vanguard scouts, not to deliver experience to Chen Feng.

This determined that even if Chen Feng placed his most powerful ability at the very front and released it in advance, its power would not be strong to any great extent.

"How to make amends?" Lu Yan intentionally kept his face stern, as if to say: I kindly advised you to open your heart, yet you gave me a scratch in return; isn't this taking good intentions for donkey's liver and lungs?

Now they were somewhat stuck; they had come all this way to demand accountability, only to find the problem was on their own side.

The Jackal Mercenary Group, which was searching for the Happy Bar, was caught off guard; after reacting, they immediately used vehicles as cover to return fire; they had guns too.