Chapter 105: 104. The Immortal Foe (5K, 1/2)

104. The Immortal Foe (5K, 1/2)

Now, Zhou Sanji had completely become a spirit-medium demon!

Ever since he entered the netherworld together with Zhou Chang and made a wish to a worldly god in order to stop Zhou Chang from boarding the dry boat, he had been marked by the Left General of Violent Death and the Right General of Wrongful Death. His living soul had been fed the sacrificial Qi distributed by the two deities, and had already "entered the trance." He was not far from completely becoming a spirit-medium demon.

After a "living soul receives offerings," becoming a spirit-medium demon is an irreversible process.

But this process, after all, can be fast or slow.

Above the City Lord's residence was a great protective formation; with Mo Han's ability, forcing his way in would be no trouble at all, but so as not to tip our hand, we still went through the main gate.

Perhaps because her heart had found a place to settle, Ye Jingyan closed her eyes and, before long, fell into a deep sleep.

Zhan Qiao shouted in anger. On the surface I was helping him, but in reality I was cementing the charge that Zhan Qiao had bullied me.

In a daze, she recovered her strength and actually shoved me aside, breaking free from this space.

The two of them were fighting evenly matched in midair. I was worrying about the baby when I suddenly felt something suck me in, and before my eyes was utter darkness.

"He means the Kash Outpost soldiers," Wali Waxi pushed up the iron helmet on his head and chimed in.

Wang Tao kept chattering on about introducing a partner to me, going from a carpenter to a coal miner, and even someone who sold candied hawthorns.

This time, the Black Prison Holy Lord's screams and roars grew louder and louder; listening to it, it seemed as though he wanted to tear us apart.

After saying those harsh words, Gu Xianran also felt a bit of regret. He shouldn't have taken out all the emotions he'd brought back from Wang Yan on Tang Pianpian, but the words were already out, and he couldn't bring himself to try to please Tang Pianpian, so the two of them walked one in front of the other in a stiff standoff.

Quickly finishing off the hairy crabs, she pulled out a paper napkin to wipe her hands, and Qiao Xinyou hurried off to the washroom. She had deliberately ordered seafood today, but she hadn't expected that just smelling it would make her react so strongly. She was very curious as to why.

The Crown Prince of Jiang Kingdom, Long Yang, was born heroic and extraordinary, with outstanding wisdom. He accepted the command in a time of crisis, leading troops in place of his father, commanding ten thousand warriors to fight a bloody battle against fifty thousand Yang Kingdom soldiers for seven days and seven nights, until he was exhausted and died pierced through the chest by ten thousand swords.

Huang Qing said the fine wouldn't exceed ten million, and it really didn't exceed ten million, because it was just damn a hundred yuan short of ten million.

During my days in Gran Forest, I basically kept my body tense on instinct. Now that I had relaxed, my body felt far too tired, and I was also very sleepy. The moment my head hit the pillow, I fell into a dream.

Having a clear understanding of Xia Leng's strength, Daoist Yong naturally dared to arrogantly boast and say such arrogant words.

The seed of the Maple Tree Demon's martial soul—this is a kind of seed unique to the Maple Tree Demon's martial soul that destroys the opponent's spirit, much like a parasite.

Of course, during this week I also gradually got to know this Princess. In the eyes of outsiders, perhaps just as I saw at first glance, she was a noble aristocrat, but in private, I felt she was just a child.

Saying so, he struck out to grab Mo Qi. His overbearing aura was dazzling like the great sun, overwhelmingly oppressive.

Normally, after Zhou Yuefeng forced a spirit out of something and purified it, he would then guide that spirit into the netherworld, but this time he couldn't. Zhou Yuefeng intended to keep this spirit and use it to save Cui Pangzi. Zhou Yuefeng took out a bottle from his Qiankun Pouch—the very bottle he had used years ago to subdue many spirits.

Five days ago, the young Iga clan leader took her, already pregnant, to a temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. Who would have thought that on the way down the mountain they would run into bandits.

After arriving at the underground shipyard, a wave of heat hit them right in the face. The entire underground shipyard was steaming hot. Looking around, besides the packed various mechanisms and instruments, there were also dozens of plumes of white steam gushing out like hot springs.

Now these NPC warriors had already entered the enemy's joint attack range. Even though they possessed sturdy defenses and strength far surpassing the players, they still could not withstand attacks from such a massive number of enemies.