Chapter 303: Wu Wang's Umbrella

At this moment, Wu Wang had just come into contact with the 【Seed of Despair】.

He felt a power named 【Hope】 surging within his body.

Although this was merely a temporary power that did not truly belong to him.

But at least at this moment, Wu Wang was able to mobilize it.

So powerful it was inconceivable.

So mesmerizing it was intoxicating.

What kind of wonderful feeling was this?

"Omnipotent..."

He could hardly hold back.

"We are in the mountains; who can control us if we kill?" Liu Feng said domineeringly.

Bai Liang saw Tang Qi walk out of the training room drenched in sweat and quickly handed him a Mao Jin! Tang Qi immediately saw that Bai Liang looked preoccupied and asked him.

They dodged in succession, but the result was utterly useless; the power of this palm strike was too overwhelming, far exceeding their capacity to resist. Even if they summoned a Emperor Artifact, it would be too late.

After a while, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged man wearing glasses. The man looked thin, and with the glasses added, he appeared shrewd and cunning.

Although being bound by chains meant the box of fried chicken certainly could not move, this did not prevent him from seeing that he was controlled by the Shadow Apostle on the opposite side, whose ID was Shadow West Wind.

I opened the message inbox and found that there were actually not many messages inside; only about five or six had been sent out, and only about five or six had been received.

Jiang Nan Xiang pressed his somewhat dry lips and was about to step forward when suddenly a strange cry came from his ear, like the final mournful bellow of an old ox under the butcher's knife.

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy, right? You have already abandoned the two most crucial materials, Jade Clear Flower and Ice-Skin Snow Worm, let alone gathering the other dozens of immortal herbs." Wan Dong shook his head repeatedly, deliberately filling his face with a worried expression.

At this moment, several wolf howls came from the distance, startling everyone into standing up. Now they were already like birds frightened by the sound of a bowstring; even the slightest noise could terrify them terribly. Zhu Jiaxin hurriedly stood up and tried to soothe them.

Surprise was only temporary; the next moment, Blood Tiger's eyes gleamed with ferocity. He effortlessly unleashed a Human-Grade Spirit Technique, striking Lei Yu's shoulder with violent vortex winds. At the same time, two other attacks came whistling in, landing on Lei Yu one after another.

Finally, after a period of flight, Yun Xiao's body at last landed at the foot of the mountain; not far away was the main road leading straight to Jiangcheng.

He originally thought that Ling Xu Zi gave him this token to facilitate his movement in the Cloud Realm as a disciple of the Common People Dao, but he did not expect it to be used here.

As his cultivation broke through once again, a pressure from a high-grade Spirit Profound realm expert radiated from his body. With a "Boom," the coffee table in the center of the room could not withstand the force of this pressure and was directly crushed into powder, with wood chips flying everywhere.

Before long, a vast amount of silver Lei Ting had gathered in the half-air. When the quantity of this silver Lei Ting reached its peak, Yun Xiao finally stopped his output. He was covered in sweat, his face somewhat pale; such intense output of Lei Ting had also consumed a great deal of his energy.

At Xu Shi Yun's command, the two Ghost Fiends, along with the two old men, rushed forward, their Zhou Sheng energy surging, with a chilling aura of killing intent.

Who was that Demon King of Yunxia Mountain? I can't remember. Supposedly, one who could resist Qin Wuya for five years with the strength of ten cities, only slightly falling behind, should not be a fool. Could there be another reason?

At least eighty percent of the onlookers were pressed flat to the ground; only those with considerable strength could barely withstand the sword qi pressure.

This disciple's cultivation is bizarre, and the person is even more bizarre; saying he would stop right here, Liu Yi actually did not believe it.

"American Chinese, a new director, won an international grand prize." Qin An reported point by point.

Although I know the reason I found is very poor, with my intelligence, I really cannot find a suitable reason for the time being.