Chapter 985

Last night, the idol competition and training reality show "Idol Producer," which had been explosive for two and a half months, finally ushered in the final battle.

Whether it was heat, topics, or ratings, last night was undoubtedly the peak moment since the show started broadcasting.

Thus, after one night, the entire internet was naturally and continuously in a state of fanaticism and boiling.

Especially certain fan groups, they were in a large range,

Jiang Shi's gaze fell on Wang Jia, finding that she was indeed very strong; her vortex sword technique was almost not inferior to his. The demon hunter of Class 0753 also appeared vulnerable in front of her.

The Thunder Prison Demon Dragon bloodline inherited by the royal family of the Great Cloud Kingdom like Ye Xingguang was still slightly inferior to the Demon God bloodline. Of course, although the Sophia family possessed the Demon God bloodline, the bloodline must be very thin, otherwise the world situation would have changed long ago.

Miyamoto, who was hit, flew directly toward the foot of the mountain like a kite with a broken string; while falling, he closed his eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Xingbang was immersed in debauchery and did not do his job all day. That was because the Ye family had a big business and could withstand Ye Xingbang's squandering; if it were anyone else, they would probably have been ruined long ago.

A harsh ape roar sounded, and before it fell, a carving knife covered in ice slashed down angrily, ice mist entwined, the energy was sharp, fiercely splitting the head of a demon beast, blood splashing.

Although Yue Hai had been underground, every time he saw it, he still felt shocked, having the illusion of having come to 'Pandora Planet'.

And Hao Rong, seeing Xu Hai like this, thoughtfully took a pillow out of his backpack and placed it under Xu Hai's head to prevent him from getting a stiff neck.

Hearing this, the young man's warning turned cold, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, not giving people a chance to react. After warning three times, he immediately flashed over, wanting to subdue Wang Feng, because he knew the other party could not be any murderer, and looking at the other party's dress, he didn't look like a person with power and influence, so he was so unscrupulous.

There was no need for the Roar Bomb to do anything else; they were very familiar with the secrets hidden in the new maze, just as Gengar would be so confident before.

Mostly, cultivators of the same sect were grouped together, while scattered, non-teamed cultivators were grouped together or merged into teams with fewer people.

Although Majin Buu didn't understand the meaning of Helis's words, he understood that Helis wanted him to kill her, and he was happy to do so.

He considered it and decided to keep the dark gold; a dark gold fragment was an amulet.

Murong Jun stopped first. At this time, his face was very pale, and the Ice Sword in his hand was already trembling, as if it couldn't bear the power.

Bundles of banknotes were piled up on the ground! These mountain people stared straight; they had never dreamed of seeing so much money.

The two hugged each other, crying silently, pouring out the pain of lovesickness; mortals had no power to resist when facing monsters or immortals, too pitiful.

However, for Helis, who was a transmigrator, Ashin had no mystery; it was nothing more than the Supreme Kai.

Some were stupidly stagnant in place, some screams resounded through the entire square, and those who reacted first had already fled in panic.

For this, she really worked very hard, very hard. In just one year of enrollment, she achieved the first grade in the grade at Huiyao Academy.

"No, no, Tang Sanzang killed the people of the Kunlun Immortal Sect..." Taibai Jinxing finally finished this sentence with great difficulty.

Ai Jinming opened the door, and what came into view was a gray wall, the standardized layout of a three-bedroom, two-living room house. Mu Yang turned around excitedly, talking about his decoration ideas. Ai Jinming followed behind with a doting face, nodding and agreeing.

Taking the phone handed over by Mu Yang, I saw the interface on the screen was a WeChat conversation with Bai Wei. The last message was a picture of a pregnancy test stick she sent. She didn't say much. It seemed that Mu Yang did something she wanted to do but was hesitant about.