Chapter 307: The Third Teammate

"Then, here you go. These are the number tags for both of you. The two numbers on the tags represent the team number and the individual number respectively. Please be sure to keep them safe."

Reaching into a prop box nearby, the staff member in charge of registration and team formation pulled out two metal circular tags. While recording the numbers on the tags, he explained their function:

"For instance, this tag here has the number 277 on it, which means your team number is

Everyone knew the three brothers had a very good relationship, so relying on Master Fire Dragon, Gandalf, and Viktor, they were all full of treasures.

The figure in pale white robes slowly descended to the ground, frowning unconsciously. So his lightness skill was so poor that she could mistake him for a ghost?

When he had just shot the Earth Dragon Beast, he actually had the confidence to hit the Earth Dragon Beast from three or four hundred meters away.

If the Heavenly Dao did not have such an intention and it was merely a coincidence, then Ming He would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Mu Huan had anticipated he would conduct a DNA test, so she used her superb surgical skills to peel off an entire layer of keratin from Feng Tingbei's face.

Birds that should have already returned to their nests were flapping their wings, circling in mid-air and chirping noisily without stopping.

The figure moved slightly. Thinking she had woken up, he was surprised to find she had merely shifted her body to find a better spot in his arms to fall into a deep sleep. Her breath touched his bare chest, causing an especially ticklish sensation.

The shoes specially customized for him by a world-class master shoemaker cost a million US dollars for the cheapest pair.

Instantly, countless rhymes surged around Ming He's body. Within his mind, various profound truths about the Great Simplicity Dao kept emerging.

In the past, Qi Tian had been forbearing. Today, he was in a good mood. Although he had already advanced to Martial Disciple Two Stars, he actually didn't intend to do anything.

The Empress Dowager sat in the main seat. Thinking that the affairs of the harem had no one to handle them temporarily, she glanced at the dignified Yuan Consort sitting below. Just as she was about to speak to the Emperor, a palace servant came to report.

Arriving at the entrance of the temple, Feng Xinuo suddenly missed Mo Tian. Recalling those few days with him inside the temple, she couldn't help but stop her steps.

As a prospective bride, Feng Xinuo was told she was not allowed to do anything and was to wait obediently for Mo Tian to marry her.

When Xiao Yifeng saw Zhao Qiqi, he was overjoyed and stepped forward to embrace Zhao Qiqi, but he was blocked by Sima Yu.

This voice was as ethereal as the voice of the Holy Ancestor Yao Huan, yet it lacked a bit of coldness and carried a bit more sorrow.

When Su Peisheng had finished dressing, got off the bed, and walked over to Fourth Master to pay his respects, he was still flushed.

Gong Lingxiao recalled the appearance of Su Fuyao after she gave birth. It was just as Gong Yutian had said; there was no color visible on her face. If not for her breathing, he had thought she was already dead at that moment.

An Ning glanced around. Her consciousness was not yet fully clear. Seeing Xia Che, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, pretending not to notice the eerie atmosphere in the tent.

"That's not right. I seem to have been poisoned?" She suddenly remembered something, but her mind was groggy and heavy, as if many memories could not connect.

Zhao Qiqi and Jun Yiyao exchanged a glance. What kind of ghost or divine beast was this, and how exactly did it 'urge'?

On the side, Dongfang Wudi's gaze also sharpened. If it was truly as said, he could not believe how Ye Wushuang had survived.

The cultivators who had newly joined the Zhihua Sect also wanted to achieve merit, but considering they had only just recovered and did not have suitable magical treasures on their persons, they were not allowed to participate in this matter.

Previously, those Rock Dragons whose leg tendons had been severed were roaring continuously. They wanted to get up and continue fighting, but their four limbs could not exert any force, so they could only lie on the spot and roar.

You must know that even a Charizard and a Rapidash, which were only Silver Cards, already possessed immense combat power. If I obtained a Gold-level character card, wouldn't that be a rhythm to go super god?

Even at the very outer edge, one could still hear miserable screams from the depths. These screams could only be uttered by those who had experienced profound despair and endless pain.