Chapter 138

Waking up, the sky had collapsed.

What kind of feeling is this?

Dou Changsheng does not know if others have experienced it, but Dou Changsheng has truly felt it.

Because of the day's exhaustion, he had been sleeping very soundly, and when he woke up, he felt truly comfortable; the next moment, his soul flew to the nine heavens in shock.

He looked at this unfamiliar environment, stunned like a wooden chicken.

For a long time, he could not regain his senses.

To be struck down in one's sleep without knowing it proves that the attacker...

The Shadow Step, although one of the most common skills in the academy, with almost every student in the academy knowing a move or two, and its power being quite average—at most enhancing physical coordination—if one can practice it to a profound level, the effect is incomparable.

Exchanging a punch with Haige, the two laughed simultaneously; a man-like meeting is just that simple.

As for the encounter inside the stone house, no one knew what was going on, and Lin Yi, naturally, would not say.

Wang Zhaoyang used a knife to pry open the lid of the oil drum. Lin Xue pulled a hose from the side, preparing to refuel the tank.

As for the others, regardless of their clothing or hairstyles, they were all quite particular, but their features were ordinary, belonging to the type that, once dropped into a sea of people, could never be found again.

Covered in blood, Kaluo was knocked to the ground; his armor was damaged in many places, his saber was broken, and one eye had been struck by an arrow—he would likely only be a one-eyed dragon from now on. If even he, the regiment commander, ended up half-crippled, there was no need to mention his subordinates.

Dynamic deployment has become a quite important topic and progress, and that is exactly the content to be discussed today.

Forcing down the curiosity in his heart, Mu Xichen ultimately did not open his mouth; he was afraid that at this critical juncture, more trouble would arise. Kemu is a great Buddha he could not invite even with three bows and nine kowtows.

Zu Xiao's words immediately put the cultivators of Tianxu Lingxiao City at ease. With this Great Elder of the Moon Clan's Annihilation Mysterious Realm personally protecting them, the Immortal Emperor could break through with peace of mind.

Sweeping with the wooden strips in both hands, he used all his strength against a half-health and a low-health target, hoping to land a critical hit or a chain kill.

Watching from afar, suddenly an arrow was shot out; this arrow was precisely Lu Yunfeng's signature skill.

If it weren't for the fact that he, as a physician, always paid attention to fitness and had a very robust body, he would likely have been the first unlucky fellow to fall behind.

The audience suddenly saw a man with delicate and handsome features appear on the livestream screen, wearing a dark-colored robe rarely seen by modern people; the fabric was smooth and soft, the hem elegant and hanging, and combined with his clean and delicate face, he looked very pleasing to the eye.

"What I hope for most right now is that if someone is willing to buy Weiyang Palace, I will sell it to them immediately. I would rather go back to the shores of Mochou Lake," Yang Sufeng said without hesitation. His tone was a bit cold, and Xue Siqi in his arms turned her head in astonishment to look at him, while Idi Liulina seemed stunned.

"Hmph, stop spouting nonsense. How can money be placed on a tree? You get caught stealing apples and then say nice things; I've seen plenty of people like you!" The man did not believe him, still maintaining a disdainful tone.

As time passed, the encounters of these players gradually leaked out, causing the high-level officials of various countries and all parties to boil over.

Within Xuan He's mind, a sudden realization occurred; all the secret arts concerning the Ancient Divine Martial Dao were, in this instant, mastered and connected.

Fantasizing is one thing, but Kong Rong also knew that the probability of boosting the morale of the Beihai army and civilians was not high, because the Yellow Turban bandits originated from the poor commoners, which was more likely to touch the hearts and minds of the people.

Hearing the word "this deity" from the mouth of Jiu Linggong, the five people including Chuanyun Sou all had their expressions change slightly, looking somewhat ugly.

The Magic Knight Order had no losses; as long as they meditated for a period, their magic power and physical strength would recover.

Seeing the nanny grit her teeth and leave in anger with a flick of her sleeve, Xia Nianyu finally breathed a sigh of relief and followed the main group toward the place for breakfast; here, even eating breakfast was not peaceful.