Chapter 212: This Power Does Not Belong to You!

"Who are you, sir? Why aid that traitor Cao in harming me?"

The operatic tone in the Prince's voice remained unchanged, but the content had little to do with the play "The Long Slope" anymore.

After all, even A Dou could jump up and exchange a few moves with Zhao Zilong.

Even in unofficial histories, this was simply too wild.

"My strength uprooted the mountains, my spirit covered the world~ The times were unfavorable, and my steed Zhui would not flee~ If Zhui will not flee, what can be done? Yu, oh Yu, what shall I do with you..."

Just as Wu Wang was about to say something strange

By the River of Oblivion, a wooden table held a teapot and two teacups; the rising steam from the tea was the only source of heat there.

At that time, he was entangled by death qi; most monsters surely would not approach, and combined with rare luck, he had managed to survive crossing that ocean.

She panted heavily, and the qi covering her body had grown slightly thinner compared to its previous overwhelming might.

Yes, he had not left; he still hid within this bustling city, savoring this thrilling sensation.

Chen Bei insisted on following Chen Feng; Master Liu had no choice but to follow him, chasing after Chen Feng.

A far more powerful mental shock radiated from Zhang Ce, rushing straight at the monsters surrounding them.

Speaking thus, Yuan Jiuan closed the door and stepped into the corridor, hoping the other party would change clothes.

More than a dozen bodyguards with guns instantly surrounded the balcony entrance, leaving everyone no chance to escape.

Most likely, this insect-like monster's blood mist ability also came from those strange gems on its back, which varied in texture and color.

"Not today? Coach, does that mean we aren't doing military training today?" Zhao Dongsheng exclaimed, a sudden realization striking him.

In 1998, an Australian named David won a ten-million-Australian-dollar jackpot and, urged by neighbors, invested the winnings in various ventures; unfortunately, all investments failed, and within a few years he squandered the entire prize. His wife could not endure such a drastic life change and divorced him, while his son got entangled in lawsuits because of him.

If one were truly to unleash the Heaven-Turning Seal here, especially at full power, it would cause the entire realm of Feng Jiuyou to collapse.

Yu Ji did not wish to see this scene unfold, so she simply chose not to participate, letting others argue until their faces turned red.

Zhang Xuchu was originally an ordinary person; suddenly receiving such great honor gave him a sense of disorientation. He felt utterly ungrounded, never expecting to reach this point. His whole body felt light, as if floating toward immortality, a sensation he found extremely gratifying.

Wang Chen returned, sheathed the long blade in his hand, placed it into the ring, faced the crowd's gazes, and walked to the front of the stage.

Seeing the length of the Sword of the End of Luo Hou's Guidance, the Red Dragon understood the gap in power between himself and Luo Hou.

That purple spider was not to be outdone; all eight massive claws exerted force simultaneously, striking fiercely at that golden hand.

"Father, judging by your expression, you already knew the true situation of the Lan family, including the departure of Lan Ling and others! But why didn't you tell me? I was preparing to make a grand move!" Zhuge Liang feigned anger.

"Young Master, do you smell something?" As they passed through a forest, Li Muyi suddenly turned and asked Zhuge Liang.

Chen Xiaoyu looked utterly bewildered; unable to answer Doria's question, he simply pulled Ling out of the resting place in "In My World."

Back in the game, the group gathered and reported the mission. As Luo Xin had said, she directly increased by five levels, while Lu Cheng gained even more, reaching level twenty-eight; although he hadn't caught up, it was still excellent.

Shi Luo chose not to tilt the wooden bucket to pour, as that risked spilling and accidentally injuring herself.

Murong Xi waved her delicate hand; a layer of green wind-attribute spiritual energy formed a light screen enveloping her.

By then, Zhang Ye Fan had already reached a thousand meters away; he had left after rescuing Qin Muwan. The traffic accident would be handled by the traffic police; he saw the driver inside the black van had collided multiple times but was not seriously injured, so he paid no further attention, knowing an ambulance would arrive.