Chapter 181: Damn, That Was Some Great Acting!

Martyrs' Cemetery

Several assistant directors were walking about inside with cameramen, sound engineers, and a large amount of equipment.

Beside them were several people in military uniforms, as well as a few people in administrative jackets.

Personnel from the government side had come to supervise.

"Be careful, everyone. This is a martyrs' cemetery; try not to cause any damage," Director Zhang Guoqing called out.

Qi Hui, Zhang Ruoyun, and a few other actors stood in the distance, watching the excitement.

Little Zhang

"Relax, it's fine. If there's really something I can't handle, I'll naturally look for my teacher. I'm not the type to suffer a loss blindly," Jiang Yuan laughed.

The clear music gradually rose, permeated with a soaring heroic spirit; those golden spears and silver swords were merely being brandished as if they were ordinary things.

With this pitch-black giant dragon and headless giant in the depths of the forbidden zone, Luo Zhen dared not continue to venture deeper, but he could search along the outer perimeter of the forbidden zone. As long as there was spiritual essence, Luo Zhen would scavenge it all. He would never complain about having too much.

When the morning sun ignited a touch of rosy clouds in the east, a sword hum sounded with a "bin" that resonated through heaven and earth; within this sword hum, the living beings within a radius of several dozen miles of Changning Mountain felt an irresistible majesty.

Immediately following this, after Hero Jiang rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and used the restroom, he ran to the East University again, and amidst huffing and puffing, began his path of self-improvement.

But now, in Zhang Xutuo's heart, he was truly no different from an immortal; one could not find a second one like him in all of heaven and earth.

"Young Valley Master, why have you suddenly come to the Middle Layer of Heaven?" Daoist Wugu asked with a hint of confusion.

The Cloud Ripple Immortal Sect had hundreds of thousands of inner sect disciples, and the opportunity to enter the Illusion-Killing Immortal Array only came once a year; although the vast majority of inner sect disciples could not come every year, there were still quite a few disciples who would undergo the Illusion-Killing Immortal Array test throughout the year, and in a single day, there were always several hundred people.

A shrill, miserable scream erupted from the mouth of this lightning sable, and with that ear-piercing sound, fresh blood flowed from its mouth.

Ding Mu, who was heavily injured, along with Huo Qingzhong and Jiang Kun, the three special envoys, nodded in unison, expressing their good wish that they very much wanted to go to Kaiyang Pass.

She was excited because of this maze outside that was difficult for people to crack; what she was doing now was merely a matter of proving her own strength, and it had nothing to do with Chu Tingchuan's treasure hunting. However, in Chu Tingchuan's eyes, it was not so.

"Mountain and River Great Seal!" Xiong Batian looked at Ye Yu charging over and let out a long howl toward the sky; suddenly, he raised his right arm, pointing his long halberd toward the firmament as if summoning infinite divine power, and in an instant, the extremely intense and abundant metal-element Qi in the surroundings permeated and gathered, rapidly compressing and clustering into groups upon that black long halberd.

"Helian Nuo, although our mission does not have a strict deadline, in my opinion, it is still better to complete it as soon as possible. At the pace you are walking, I am afraid..." After half a piece of dried meat went down, Situ Jing's complexion finally returned to normal; after hesitating for a moment, she still spoke up, attempting to persuade Helian Nuo to become more urgent.

Wang Yang took the letter, read it, and then gave it to Xiang Lai; there were only the three of them in this tent, and Xiang Lai was Wang Yang's disciple, so he trusted Xiang Lai.

However, it seemed that no servant was like this, keeping a straight face as if everyone owed her a fortune, not giving a single pleasant look. Therefore, the elderly clan leader's first impression of Mo Liang was not very good.

Yue Longtian nodded in sudden realization; he truly had no intention of jumping ship, and he was even a bit reluctant to continue serving as the coach for Tiaohua University, so how could he possibly jump ship to another school?

Lu Qingyu dared not continue thinking about it; he could only stare with blood-red eyes and, using all his strength, pounced forward.

"Is Yiyi going to dance with another man for this commercial shoot?" Dongfang Yi's voice suddenly turned cold; he suddenly thought of the scene last time where Luo Yixuan and Eric were embracing each other, and the jealousy in his heart surged up violently.