Chapter 267: Fighting Isn't My Strongest Suit

Clang—clang—

"Waaah!"

The man being dragged beneath the Chains of Condemnation let out a slightly pained wail.

But since the chains were so numerous that only a pair of eyes were left exposed, even his mouth was completely sealed shut.

So the sound that should have been a scream degenerated into a muffled wailing from deep within his throat.

As for why he was wailing in pain.

That was naturally because the chains essentially had no physical form.

"It's truly good to see you still active. Speaking of which, after that battle, I was truly afraid you would vanish without a trace; if that had happened, I would have... um..." Xi Magnum suddenly covered his own mouth.

According to Bei Qun's memory, the Bow Gate Sacred Talisman could only be properly wielded by existences at the Titan level or above. Existences below the Titan level forcing its use could unleash extremely fierce combat power for a short time, but the duration was extremely limited.

The Monkey let out a wildly arrogant laugh, his voice filled with a sense of liberation. For the Monkey, the one thing that had always rankled him was being deceived by Tathagata and pinned beneath the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years.

"Excellent, this is the Immortal Realm beyond the Nine Heavens and Clouds. Who are you, which immortal are you, to dare break into the Southern Heavenly Gate?" A golden-armored heavenly general held a steel mace, glaring angrily, looking majestic and imposing.

Entering the temple, the central main hall was not the Great Hero Hall serving Tathagata Buddha, but the Guanyin Hall accompanied by the Four Heavenly Kings. Pushing open the door, one saw a row of coffins, gloomy and terrifying.

At this moment, a smile played on his lips, his eyes gazing at her like stars on the horizon, deep and tranquil.

At the very beginning, he merely provided some equipment design drafts in the form of requirements. Later, during the work process, Pingtian Machinery cooperated with the work on this side, and he simultaneously cooperated with them in return.

Before everyone could react, a thunderous explosion of true essence resounded across the arena, and immediately, scattered air currents burst out of the arena. Cultivators standing slightly closer to the arena were forcibly driven back again and again; by the time they found their footing, their faces had turned deathly pale.

At this moment, Zhang Xu could only use such words to comfort Zhang Jingchu, and at the same time, was he not also comforting himself?

Everything stemmed from greed. Just as Cheng Ying said, the Evil Witch brought the Lu family here, then cast a curse on the upstream waters, waiting for the Lu family members to slaughter each other before collecting their souls for his own use. Unfortunately, he failed to calculate this point: the head of the Lu family acted beforehand.

It could be seen that Huang Yanfeng was truly angry; he casually picked up another porcelain bottle and smashed it to pieces, as if at this moment only smashing things could calm his anger.

Having understood this layer of relationship, for great sects like the Seven Sects, the number of their own quotas was not viewed as so important.

Wu Rendao indeed had a way; to prevent traitors from appearing internally or spies from infiltrating, he made ample preparations and arrangements.

Ten minutes later, I sat at the boarding gate position, feeling somewhat annoyed. Why was Zhao Qin so hard to raise?

The sky was about to shatter, struck by the battle qi; the four directions trembled violently, and the earth was about to sink.

In an instant, Cong Yi's Pure Heaven Ruler shattered into powder, but in just an instant, it immediately condensed into something resembling flower petals.

"Since everyone has such confidence, then why is there still a need for a commander? At that time, isn't it enough for each to rely on their own abilities to save people?" He voiced his opinion.

The homeroom teacher looked at me, squinting those fox eyes: If you can win the championship in all five events, the teacher will personally pay to treat you to a meal.

As for the other males who had taken the exam papers, they all began to mutter, some complaining, some envious... all sorts of emotions, in short.

Only those who still had opportunities, whose character was OK, and who possessed the abilities he needed would be imprisoned and detained by him.

But after hugging for a while, Tobirama Senju released her first, and his expression had already returned to its usual severity.