Chapter 145: Became the Target of All

In less than half a day, Chen Ye saw Qiqi Gesang appear before him with twenty barbarians.

Among the twenty, only six had mastered shamanism, and because their Ancestral Spirits had been severely injured, their power was barely superior to that of ordinary people.

Yet this ratio was already considered extremely high; among the people of the Central Plains, how many mortals could wield spells?

The shamanism of the Northern Frontier people could not grant immortality, and their power was borrowed, but precisely for this reason, the number of Northern Frontier people capable of wielding shamanism was greater than that of cultivators.

Changge Yue gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Feng Shang, yet feeling her momentum insufficient, she let out a muffled groan.

It thought passing through a Prajna ruin should not be difficult for it, but it did not expect that the moment it arrived at the junction of the Xuan Chu ruin and the Prajna ruin, it immediately sensed a dangerous, fatal aura.

In an instant, Bei Chen Huan's face turned quite ugly; if the other party did not know who he was, how could they target him so thoroughly?

"It is very simple. Your Majesty, you actually do not wish to kill Bai Wei Liushang right now, do you?" Mo Mo Zining's voice was very calm.

"No, I only said I would spare your life; whether you can work for me depends on your performance." After Nanlan Zi finished speaking, she leaped into the air and floated down with a light figure.

Mo Mo Zining saw clearly that in this man, Bai Wei Liu Jin, when he looked at Bai Wei Liushang, his eyes sparked with a very passionate light.

Saying this, Su Yuqing pushed the bowl before her table in front of Tang Yongzhi, then stood up and went to the kitchen to serve herself another bowl.

Upon hearing this, Nanlan Zi felt not the slightest fluctuation in her heart; a person holding great power would not be swayed by any words unless they came from someone she approved of, and even if the other party acted with extreme humility, she would not be moved.

The purple gold coins obtained from the Black Dragon back then were enough for Yang Yan'er's daily use, but they were far from sufficient to bid on the fragments.

The wild wind made the Warring States robe flutter; wearing toad-shaped sunglasses, he stared fixedly at the spot where the slash exploded, while Ace beside him looked deathly pale, his heart wrung with pain.

He was eavesdropping on the wall and did not hear his Miss's usual chicken-killing "wooo-wooo" screams, so his heart was much more at ease, thinking secretly that the Regent had finally opened his mind.

Although the city gate was guarded by the Imperial Guard, Gao Xuan and his group were not stopped, so everyone entered the city smoothly and, under Fu Zhongtian's lead, walked toward the location of the Chang'an Villa.

After finishing the noodles in three strokes and five sweeps, Li Qingchen stood up, looked around, then chose a wall and began to feel it.

Having seen all four beauties of Chang'an, Liu Ruyi was indeed stunning, but not enough to make him lose his composure.

On the martial arts platform, beneath Mo Gui's feet, an extremely complex formation instantly lit up; this formation covered the entire platform, completely enveloping Wu Zhatian and his demonic beast, the Three-Eyed Black Panther.

As a modern person, to be honest, Zhou Jinyan had seen quite a few of these historical dramas.

Nowadays, the Northern Zhao military is powerful, and with such an outstanding young Army Commander leading them, Ping Guo could not even move a single finger of Northern Zhao.

Zhou Jinyan looked utterly confused, his mind racing; he knew this definitely was not Su Pi Qing Luan's idea, but rather Hong Niangzi's intention.

During these two days, Gao Xuan had been refining the Purple Crystal Spirit Marrow with every second counted, while Ku Yan was also taking the opportunity to recover; neither mentioned the previous events, nor did they contact anyone else.

The big tree seemed to struggle a bit, but it was severely damaged and could no longer contend with Pan Dahai's Earth-type ability.

Shen Yue's gaze swept over Du Yanwan's rosy face and her clear eyes, and his heart was filled with a hundred mixed emotions.

Looking over, he indeed saw Jiang Mingya holding a bowl of coconut milk, sitting beside Yun Xiangyang, and placing another portion of coconut milk on the wooden stump beside Yun Xiangyang; she was talking with Yun Xiangyang, laughing and chatting.

Of course, the premise of Ba Shu threatening the south was having sufficiently mature shipbuilding technology, followed by clearing the waterways; otherwise, it would be utterly insufficient to provide passage for a large army by boat, let alone logistical support.