Chapter 280: Half-Day Destiny Is Still at Work
Wei Shui Mystical Realm.
A melee broke out, and conflicts were constant.
As one expert after another rushed in, the Wei Shui Mystical Realm became increasingly chaotic.
And from all directions, there were still experts coming in an endless stream, constantly rushing into the Wei Shui Mystical Realm.
Chaotic, very chaotic.
As the fighting occurred, blood was constantly scattered.
A tall figure stood calmly, eyes watching the battles one after another.
He was like...
"By the way, what about those two people before?" Yin Tian, who had moved away, suddenly remembered the two people who had been chasing him and asked.
The long spear stabbed out at high speed, the tip of the spear flashing with an arc, accompanied by the sound of a sonic boom, piercing through the airflow.
The Double-Blade Monkey King's face sank, feeling that its limelight had been stolen. It didn't dare to have any contempt for it either, and assumed an offensive posture.
The Great Song Prince Zhao Dezhao's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his figure suddenly shot out like lightning. At the most critical moment, he leaped up from a gap where the great array was just closing, and ascended Mount Shu.
The Foolish Divine Physician was also prepared. After taking his move with one palm, he retreated a few steps, and the Taiyi Divine Needle move was immediately used. The legendary legend reappeared in the dust.
In the five years in the legion, Zeng Yun had never betrayed the legion organization, and he didn't hate Kalida for killing him; after all, he still felt a little guilty toward Kalida.
With his current strength, he was almost invincible among his peers, so he didn't need to worry about losing the competition at all.
Under the dragging of powerful spiritual sense, the seal that had been dusty for eight hundred years finally opened slowly.
First come, first served. Although the five great generals were only accompanying Li Xuandu, they wouldn't let go of valuable great opportunities. This was allowed by Li Xuandu.
Yang Taizhen fell to the ground, panting heavily, her beautiful eyes full of confusion and horror. On the other side, the black figure grasped in Li Changsheng's hand was still struggling desperately, screaming sharply in its mouth, which made the people on the side feel a layer of goosebumps.
Seeing Mo Shan feel uncomfortable all over, feeling as if he were being despised, sure enough, Tao Yaoyao's next words made Mo Shan vomit blood.
Leng Feng watched the aura of the Cloud Dragon in front of him slowly stretch out, but he couldn't detect any evil or crooked operation in the Cloud Dragon in front of him.
"Understood!" Liu Feng Qin nodded repeatedly, and the screen turned off, clearly contacting Luo Zijian.
According to folklore, this mountain was the tomb of a flood dragon, hence the name Youlong. Therefore, there was no lack of adventurers and grave robbers coming to "seek treasure," but unfortunately, these people all returned empty-handed, and the rumors of treasure gradually became ignored.
While Fanchen was teasing cats and birds, the sound of someone visiting suddenly came from outside the gate.
"The salary I give him isn't low." Seeing Xia Yanxi feeling unfair for Assistant Wu, Mo Lianchen curled his lips and said angrily.
It was like an underground enclosed space, with rustling sounds all around, accompanied by the sound of wet, sticky mucus dripping onto the floor, getting closer and closer to them.
It had been a full ten years. The dog system threatened him with his lifespan, forcing him to learn many things, such as learning to be a heavy place, painting, playing the piano, etc., all kinds of unreliable things.
Su Xiang was still puzzled. At that time, he deeply doubted his own level, especially after being beaten so badly today.
"This is your Sister Fengzhi, this is Miss Baihe, she will take you to change jobs in a while," Su Xi said, pointing to the two people in the room.
"Why? I'm not a person of Buddha's Mercy, I don't care if they die. Senior Brother Tang, I'm leaving, are you going?" Chen Feng wouldn't care about Buddha's Mercy's attitude.
"Die!" Zheng Kezang roared, ignoring the heavy punch Sang Jie hit toward his chest, and at the risk of being injured, kicked Sang Jie directly in the heart, killing him on the spot.
"I originally wanted to let you lose decently, but you seem to have missed this opportunity," Bulo said with a slight upward curve of his mouth, clearly not intending to focus on defense anymore. ===== CHAPTER 281 =====
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