Chapter 269: Reanimated Corpse, Royal Corpse Becomes Spiritual!

Mystical Realm.

A large ship stood horizontally on the mud.

The three people all had expressions of surprise, nothing but surprise.

No one had expected that they would enter the Mystical Realm so easily, especially Cao Rutian; he was ill-prepared and couldn't help but glance at Dou Changsheng. Only now did he realize the gold content of having peerless luck.

Arriving the same day, having a harvest the same day.

If this wasn't peerless luck, what else could it be?

Twenty or thirty years of hard work...

Dang Junfeng certainly knew that there was a Tojo Nobunaga in the gods who was incredibly tough. Although he had become Iron Man, he didn't want to test that sword of Tojo Nobunaga's.

Now Qian Haodong's face was a bit gloomy; this building was a wooden building, and if he wanted to rise higher like Ye Juntian, it would simply fall apart.

"Sigh, isn't it because of her son?" Wang Qingyuan sighed and shook his head, his face full of regret and indignation.

Sima Youyue was not in a hurry to start. She waited for the seventy-five to take out the medicinal materials and start refining them, and after seeing the grade of the elixir he was going to refine, she slowly took out her own cauldron and medicinal materials.

He Qiang also looked at me with an incredibly shocked expression. I had hit someone right in front of him, and so cleanly and neatly, not taking him seriously at all.

"The Guo family will keep your life-saving grace in mind." Guo Yinda struggled to get up, wanting to salute them.

Chen Xingyu himself hadn't expected that the black-faced Zhang Fei and this black-faced big man were actually drinking buddies on weekdays.

I turned my head abruptly. Luo Shang was slightly stunned when he saw my face, and then called out to the bodyguards who were about to step forward. Those five bodyguards were very depressed and puzzled; they were about to go up, why did the boss have such a strange expression?

But Wang Yu controlled two Demon Emperors, eighteen Demon Monarchs, and over three hundred Demon Kings under his command; this force completely crushed the strongest Demon Emperor.

Terrifying visions derived from the void, affecting the entire spatial cage. A river of time appeared out of thin air, surging downward like a divine river of the nine heavens in the high sky. Countless spatial fragments rolled in, setting off an incomparably violent void turbulence.

"It's not that I don't dare, I'm afraid that after sparring with you, I'll hit you to the point where you doubt life." Lin Feng's tone was full of teasing, blatantly despising Wang Xueming. Wang Xueming kept picking on him, so he naturally wouldn't be like a saint who didn't fight back when hit or curse back when scolded; this master also had a temper.

Bai Suzhen was astonished when she heard this and looked at Yuan Ying. After a night of in-depth understanding, Bai Suzhen had fallen deeply in love with the taste of being human. Asking her to give up Yuan Ying and take refuge in the Three Jewels was already impossible. But she was also afraid of suffering divine retribution later; after all, immortals were not allowed to fall in love.

"Uncle Lu, I just took advantage of being young, otherwise I might not have been your opponent." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, everything will be as the Sovereign wishes. After this battle, the entire ocean will belong to Tianhuang!" Everyone present felt a surge of hot blood rushing to their heads. One by one, they couldn't help but straighten their backs and roar loudly. The heroic passion rushed straight into the clouds, and the heroic roar circled in the clouds, lingering for a long time.

In the forty-first year of Wanli, the timing finally matured. Anabilong took the opportunity to fight back to Pegu, creating what was known as a generation of heroic masters in Burmese history.

Wang Zhen's graceful movement technique, exaggerated reaction speed, and the treatment magic full of magical colors all proved Wang Zhen's extraordinary nature. Therefore, in the heart of the Great Han, he always believed that Wang Zhen, like him, was an esper who needed magic power.

"Good! I also want to go save him!!" the kind-hearted captain raised his hands and shouted regardless of anything else.

They were smashed to the point of misery, but the steps under their feet did not stop, because they hadn't expected that this man would actually be so brutal and deal such heavy blows to them; this was something they hadn't anticipated.

Of course, the garrison stationed in Magajini had considered counterattacking to retake the stone bridge over the Manlidawang River, but later they calculated that the plan to capture the stone bridge might not succeed, and even if it did, they couldn't hold it, and it would instead reduce Magajini's defensive strength. Calculating it from all angles, it wasn't appropriate, and in the end, it was left unsettled. ===== CHAPTER 270 =====