Chapter 268: All Living Things Suffer

"Brother Pianfeng. Look..." Chen Xing only then remembered that he hadn't seemed to ask for the opinions of Sword Walks Slanted and Apricot Blossom Village.

Besides this, Gu Xiaoxiao also encouraged the people of the tribe to go to Gaia Island to interact with the Gaia people, learn from the progressive aspects of humans, and constantly improve themselves.

But it was also like the two choices I faced in my past life: once I found the correct path, would I choose to become a deity, or to spend my whole life with her?

Such methods of transmitting power are the most profound in the martial arts world, with the Taiyi Profound Art of the Wudang lineage of the Profound Gate being the best. Coupled with the fact that the palm technique used by this man in green softened the hard, it was extremely similar to the Cotton Palm technique of the Wudang Sect. Therefore, as a thought turned in Mu Xuanying's mind, she called out the man's origin.

Great Wizard Jin Ge's cultivation was not very high either. Watching those stones raised by witchcraft floating above the dragon's head, unable to fall, he was also extremely anxious in his heart.

In the sea of consciousness, that milky white stone suddenly flashed, its light shining forth and illuminating the entire sea of consciousness.

Even the noble Emperor, in the face of mysticism, could only obediently leave things to luck.

Serial number AS-3092 was very welcoming of Xu Liming's arrival; they even temporarily arranged to make the ancient delicacies that pure humans liked most for him.

With a soft silk sash around her waist and a phoenix hairpin pinning her hair, paired with a white dress, she looked even more like a fairy, drawing sidelong glances from many passersby. When Liu Shaoyang saw this, he also felt she was truly beautiful and couldn't help but praise her a few times. Although Shui Xuanling humbly said the praise was unmerited, she felt an indescribable satisfaction in her heart.

After they left, Min Xiang immediately gripped Qing Li's wrist, wanting to pull her aside to talk. Ling Yuan had already walked over and pulled Qing Li into his embrace.

Xi Zuochen had learned his lesson from Han Ning and was naturally on guard the whole time. Before Han Ning's flying needles could attack, he had already retreated rapidly for more than ten steps, moving out of Han Ning's attack circle.

Looking at Qin Yi, Yang Hantian teased him. Of course, having finally found a reason to strike at Qin Yi, how could Yang Hantian let it go?

Hongjun was in the Purple Heaven Palace, in seclusion, comprehending the new Heavenly Dao laws. After a long while, Hongjun opened his eyes and thought, "Daoist Xiaoyao's new rules are indeed more detailed and practical than the Heavenly Dao's rules." After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

However, only cultivators at the Spirit Transformation stage and above were qualified to enter. Those cultivators who had not yet reached the cultivation requirements for the Earth-level auction could only watch with envy and jealousy as the experts walked toward the main gate of the Loose Cultivator Alliance to attend the auction.

Cen Liangdong turned his head and looked at the people behind him. No one would recognize Steward Wang and Yuan Kun. It was hard to say about the people from the Xiao and Qi mansions. Only Meng Xiran of the Meng family would definitely be recognized by Cen Liangtong.

In an inconspicuous residence in the capital, Lu Zhao sat alone in the courtyard. A pot of clear tea and several teacups were set on a stone table. Facing the bright moon, he sipped tea alone.

Their decision was very correct. If they wanted to stop others, Lu Fei would definitely kill one of them with all his might, hoping to save them.

"Master, I have said that you will always be my master. He will not want this world. If you really want him to die, I will follow him." Han Ning suddenly said with a resolute and firm face, without the slightest hesitation.

"You old, undying monster!" Only then did Han Ning realize that the situation was somewhat serious. The plan had failed, and she seemed to be in mortal danger.

If there were no surprises, Mo Yang's team would absolutely not allow Wang Kai's Blind Monk to appear in this match.

This phenomenon lasted for about a quarter of an hour before the thick cloud mass suddenly dissipated, and the world returned to clarity. At the same time, a powerful pressure of magic power soared into the sky from the cave dwelling under the cliff, feeling as if it were going to go straight up into the clouds.

It was just that her life had been full of scars, and she was likely no longer able to bear more stories. She never remarried, had few relatives or old friends, and lived a plain life.

Nian Yun stayed in Yangzhou City for three days with Luoluo and Guo Cong, bought many things, and brought them back to Zhenhai on the attendants' horses to reunite with Qixi and the others.

The terror of the Black Ruler exceeded Huai Puzi's expectations. A killing intent he could not shake off locked onto him tightly. A fierce light flashed in Huai Puzi's eyes, and he roared at the sky. At the same time, he threw out a dim black orb. Amidst rapid incantations, the orb suddenly shone brightly and slammed fiercely into the descending Black Ruler.

Thus, he dared not hesitate any longer and rushed toward the teleportation array with all his might. Liu Dajun had already disappeared amidst the flashing white light with a cold sneer on his face.

"Peak Master Yuzhen has deep affection for Uncle Lan, but Uncle Lan is clearly deluded by that Shangguan Xuan'er. Peak Master, please don't be too sad; take care of your health!" Qixian bowed respectfully and spoke to comfort him.

Mu Ruoyun couldn't even care that her own mother was locked up now; her heart was full of thoughts on how to get rid of Mu Qianxun and successfully become Mu Rufeng's Crown Princess.

Tian Xuan and the others were walking on the street. What left him speechless was that Ji Qinglian and Ye Qingmei were clearly divided, walking on opposite sides of the street as if they had just fought.

The blade light exploded, erupting with shocking energy on the ground, blasting all seventy-some demonic beasts into a sky full of blood mist.

Ming Jing lay leisurely on the river embankment, right next to Nakamura's corpse. If it had been when he first transmigrated, Ming Jing would have probably dodged away long ago, but after such a long time, having experienced everything, a mere corpse was no different from mud in his eyes.

This Ghost Festival was not only an opportunity for Min Chou to understand them, but also the best time for everyone to see this avenger.

Dong Yun's phone didn't ring because her SIM card had slipped out of the slot. She was just playing games and didn't notice, and she ignored any notifications she did get.