Chapter 83: A Lady with Supernatural Powers... (5th update, seeking first subscriptions!)

Evening.

After dinner, Qi Hui and the others were playing computer games in the dormitory.

They called it training their reaction speed and marksmanship.

After all, they weren't given live ammunition anymore, but they couldn't let their hard-earned marksmanship go to waste, right?

So, they set up a few computers and played CS.

"Damn it! Push, push, push!"

"Wait for me, I'm dry-peeking! Hold firm, we have a chance!"

"Shut up, you!"

"He's one-shot, one-shot! Before I died, I gave—"

The Underworld Emperor extended his right hand, aimed at the Reincarnation Heavenly Emperor, and grabbed at the air; an extremely powerful suction force formed between his palms.

Upon hearing this, Long Pingfan took out the Green Radiance Sword, dug up the soil, retrieved four tree roots about the thickness of an arm and a foot long, and handed two of them to Wu Jiaojiao, saying.

The crowd present erupted into heated discussion at the appearance of Gu Ling'er, filled with confusion and bewilderment; in their eyes, Gu Ling'er was only twenty or thirty years old, yet she possessed such cultivation—how could they believe it?

I looked at the roaring Sword Heart, the corners of my mouth lifting slightly; I could not understand what he was saying, but I saw her again.

Fu Qingyang repeatedly recalled what they had said at the water pavilion, including Lu Qing'er's expression. He felt that Lu Qing'er likely hadn't betrayed him, but was just acting out of spite, which was why she had said those things. If she had already had an improper relationship with the Demon Lord, she shouldn't have had the face to come looking for him.

Even the new disciples who had blindly believed in Lin Yun were silent at this moment. Whether Lin Yun's results were true or not, they had no confidence in their hearts.

"Bang!" Before the veteran soldier could drop to the ground, a scarlet flower of blood bloomed on his chest. As his chest cavity exploded, the veteran's body was carried more than ten zhang away by the arrow Qi, then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Huh!" Wang Xiu stood at the doorway, quite stunned. What was going on? He hadn't done anything, had he?

The sound of endless explosions rang in his ears; he saw soldiers falling with eyes full of unwillingness, and he saw the Dark Gate slaughtering their soldiers in an inhumane manner.

"Find him to get the item, my item. If the item is there, everyone is happy. If the item is not there, I will make him a real-life Bao Qingtian!" Cheng Yu set down his empty cup and patted the man on the shoulder.

At this moment, Wang Feng was sitting cross-legged on the somewhat crude bed, the pores all over his body absorbing the spiritual energy in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye; the spiritual energy swarmed in, almost forming a condensed block of spiritual energy.

He put away his protective barrier into his treasure pouch, then used the Divine Movement Technique to set off on the road again with Ya Qian. Half a day later, they arrived at V City, the capital of the Luotuo Kingdom, and then returned to the Pure Yang Palace through the secret passage under the shadow wall of the Empress Dowager Temple.

He walked around the city wall, and whenever he saw his team members, he would tell them his intentions. He was as carefree as if he were taking a stroll on the city wall; the garrison scouts were so impressed by his composure that they admired Huang Shaoxian to the point of prostration.

Inside the vast Chengfu Palace, Nangong Ling sat on the dragon throne in the center, while below was Nangong Yu. On the sandalwood and gold-gilded square table were all the finest delicacies and vintage wines from the palace, the fragrance drifting everywhere, while graceful palace dancers danced on the open floor below to the sound of zithers and lutes.

You must know that even for a living Martial King expert, fighting four fourth-rank demonic beasts would undoubtedly result in death. Yet, what was Long Tianyi's cultivation level? Only the ninth stage of Martial Master! If this were to spread to the outside world, how many people would be thunderstruck by this news?

Zhao Dahai was originally an official, so he was quite familiar with the layout of Mizhi; he didn't need anyone to guide him and made his way straight to the granary.

Taking off his helmet, he let out a heavy breath. The Profound Heaven Art within his body circulated through his meridians for a cycle, and he immediately felt the fatigue in his body lighten significantly. He washed his face and went downstairs to eat.