Chapter 592

When Liu Xiaolou first entered Foundation Establishment and headed south to Lingnan, he encountered someone on Qingyuan Sect’s territory—Feilongzi, also a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In terms of cultivation base, Feilongzi surpassed him, roughly at mid-Foundation Establishment, or at least near the tail end of early Foundation Establishment.

Their clash was complicated; on Qingyuan Sect’s territory, neither dared unleash their full power. Liu Xiaolou ultimately relied on his array to fight Feilongzi to a stalemate.

Although no one knew the sea monster was Sang Ruo, all the ships remained trapped within Sang Ruo’s vast seawater avatar, and the crew’s fear of the monster continuously fed back through the surrounding seawater to Sang Ruo himself, replenishing his recently emptied body like a timely rain.

The man across from him stared wide-eyed, terrified, unable to speak, only pointing frantically behind him.

“Hey… the white-bearded old man who lost his shoe…” Tian Ming murmured, staring at Chu Nan Gong, as if transported back three days.

Because he had angered the young master last night, Lin Mo deliberately saved a seat for Jiang Ci.

For example, games running on different operating systems have different code. But to players, as long as the interface and functions remain unchanged, Game A is still Game A—ordinary players lack the ability to analyze its underlying technology, and have no reason to waste time doing so.

By rank, Blue Owl is one level higher than Blue Eagle; a regular Blue Eagle member can match a reserve Blue Owl member.

The reunited group stood ready at the exit, prepared to confront whatever emerged from the time tunnel.

To train a batch of qualified warriors within twelve days, extreme measures were naturally required.

This was why Mo Li had never spoken—the symptoms were obvious: Meng Qi had said that when his mind was unclear, he wanted to kill, to kill everyone in the world, and Meng Qi only feared he might actually do it, never doubting whether he could.

Just as 029 turned to attack Huoren, Huoren suddenly retracted the Destroyer Sword, and then a grenade struck 029 squarely in the chest.

But it was useless; though the master still smiled, his stance was unyielding. Even his excuse was feeble—simply that he was too tired, wanted to rest, and needed to quiet his mind to refine the Yunshen Pill to achieve spirit-body unity sooner.

“Ning’an, these dishes are good—try them, especially the grilled beef, it’s uniquely flavorful.” Yu Na placed a piece of beef on the hot plate, grinning sweetly as she looked toward Tang Ning’an.

I was utterly crushed—damn it, I barely attended class at school, and now you’re making me study during vacation? Are you trying to kill me?

Xuan Yuan Hong immediately ordered: the Qilin Python would carry him to its nest to see if there were truly treasures inside.

Arthur fixed his gaze on the White Tiger, then glanced at the Vermilion Bird and the others who had yet to move in the sky, and suddenly grinned—though his face was caked in blood, the smile was grotesque.

Because he didn’t just switch perspectives—he also saw the world through the ray’s eyes.

Becher hadn’t expected Bam to go so far as to attack Hans for that thing; he was startled, but gave no reply to Bam’s question. He was waiting—for the situation to unfold. If Hans also stood firm, then Becher could insert himself between them, and the final victor would be him alone.

Xuan Yuan Hong casually flicked his finger, releasing a powerful sword qi that struck the sword with a sharp *ting*.

But Xiao Qiang already had Lin Yueyan—his feelings were settled. Could he possibly ask Xiao Qiang to abandon Lin Yueyan?