Chapter 109: Spirit Calamity Plaza!

"Good sister, please stop following me, okay? It will look bad if people see us."

"It's fine, I don't care what the outside world thinks."

"But I damn well do care!"

Wu Wang walked down the street with Zhuge Yue on his head, his center of gravity unbalanced, making him sway as he walked.

That's right! He was carrying Zhuge Yue on his head!

This woman seemed determined to follow him home, wanting to satisfy her so-called secret curiosity.

Above the formation, red light flowed, like threads of fiery red, illuminating the dim sky over Li Shu Mountain. The light shooting down from the formation made people feel waves of scorching heat.

After admiring the Earth Fiend Blood Demon Sword, Ximen Zhuixue began to examine the storage ring left behind by the Blood Demon Sword Venerable.

Mainly because being served by a ruler like Ji Mo Chen, the psychological satisfaction was far more pleasant than physical satisfaction.

Seeming to sense Chen Kui's unease and doubt, Zhou Guoqiang walked over from the side and patted Chen Kui's shoulder.

However, Ximen Zhuixue was far from who he was before; his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes. Moreover, having cultivated the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestor Cultivation Technique, as his cultivation improved, the true qi in his body became even more profound. This was a huge help for opening the Qi Sea.

"Not good!" Ximen Zhuixue's eyelids twitched; this evil power was too terrifying, likely capable of killing him with ease.

A knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door. Zhao Rongrong looked at Li Yue and Sikong Yuan, and seeing both nod, Zhao Rongrong went forward to open the door.

Ximen Wu said nothing. Seeing Ximen Qingqing had already run far away, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Their prey had finally been saved a bit; otherwise, they would really have scored zero points.

"Since there is such deadly poison here, I suppose there are no other traps." Nangong Yexuan thought for a moment, then spoke.

Just as Ximen Zhuixue and the others had fled, the Great Cloud Sparrow let out a voice so mournful it was unbearable. Ximen Zhuixue turned his head and saw the Red-Striped Python tightly coiled around the Great Cloud Sparrow's neck. Then the Great Cloud Sparrow fell straight to the ground.

He wore a pale blue long robe, and a kind smile was on his face. The energy radiating from his body held not a shred of malice. He stared straight at him, yet that gaze seemed capable of seeing right through him.

Warning, constant temperature, constant humidity, dust removal, spirit gathering; everything Zhuang Jian could think of was drawn here.

He could clearly feel that Lin Lan's last shred of doubt toward him had just completely vanished. In fact, until just now, Lin Lan had still harbored doubt toward Qin Yu.

Ultraman's psychic power quietly cut the power supply to that strange machine. In the incredulous eyes of Masaki Kyugo, Gatanothor the Third Generation was eliminated under Seost's pretentious cross beam of light.

Even with this vodka, even though it was only four percentage points away from one hundred percent, it would still be crushed by pure alcohol.

Since Wolf Third arrived, Mu Qilang had been able to hold his head high, taking first place every year. In these past few years, his life could only be described as glorious and boundless.

Su Chen was also a man of his word. After obtaining the Ice Heart Pearl from Liu Chuan Zuoji and the news regarding the remaining Ice Heart Pearls.

Time passed in a flash, nearly a year. His strength had skyrocketed, exceeding their strength from back then by countless times. However, no matter how high his strength rose, it was useless; the dead cannot be resurrected. Their appearance and voices had become slightly blurred. Zhuang Jian dared not recall them too often, fearing that one day he would suddenly find he could not remember their faces.

The two of them hurriedly asked me what was happening. When I told them about the Fire Fox pulling out the shadow figure, the two were extremely surprised, saying they truly never expected the grand master of Maoshan to have such a person by his side. Fortunately, I was here this time; otherwise, Maoshan would surely not have been saved.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, took a sand table paper from the roaming interface, and handed it into Fangfang's hands.