Chapter 133: 131, The Spring Plague Ghost (5K)

131, The Spring Plague Ghost (5K)

The Black Tortoise's sudden shift truly made the elders of the Black Tortoise Clan feel somewhat strange; yet although the elders harbored doubts in their hearts, the Black Tortoise had always held great authority within the clan, so they dared not speak up to ask, merely responding "Yes" before leaving the main hall with bellies full of confusion.

This made Tang Deyu extremely happy; he ran over, picked up the beer, gave it a shake, and saw that more than half a can remained.

"No one," the head chef said coldly; the people on his side had no intention of lending anyone out. Their own mission was already big enough; how could they care about others?

But I am the strongest human; finding an eight-legged toad is easy, but how hard is it to find a person whose talent is worthy of being my successor?

Outside the Nine Treasures Glazed City, beneath the holy statue towering nearly two thousand meters, Wang Jiuxian looked up; the sky was completely blocked by the statue.

Several Fire Origin Sword Qi blades flew out from Li Xiu's side; the one who unleashed this Fire Origin Sword Qi was the person with a copper basin on their head. Li Xiu leaped sideways to dodge as the Fire Origin Sword Qi scattered wildly in all directions.

Su Cha shook her head and smiled; she was not making empty boasts, nor was she determined to surpass Min Chen, but rather she had confidence in herself; she simply did not regard anyone as a target.

Three Foundation Establishment cultivators from grassland tribes wearing strange costumes gazed at the corpse of the ape vulture demon beast below, exclaiming in wonder.

So, he now could not wait to find stronger demons to test his newly acquired power.

Seeing the gun in the other's hand, how dared they speak more? Immediately, they lifted the corpse and fled in a hurry.

"Give them to this young master and throw them out." That fat man actually pointed at Miyang arrogantly as well; of course, a great inner palace expert had already rushed to his front and punched, breaking several teeth.

Xiao Qi's back was drenched in cold sweat; he felt this time was the end. Trembling with fear, he closed his eyes tightly and fell straight down. Who knew that just when he thought he was surely dead, he suddenly felt someone catch him around the waist, and he did not fall.

Xuanyuan Jiang lifted the precious sword in his hand; spiritual energy surged violently, and he struck a sword technique ultimate move at one of the Nascent Soul stage wolves.

Yet for some reason, Chu Tingchuan had just touched the bowl's rim with his lips when he stopped. This gave Mo Liang an impulse to stuff the bowl of bird's nest directly into his mouth. However, she also vaguely sensed that Chu Tingchuan seemed to already know that this bowl of bird's nest contained poison; otherwise, he would not stop so coincidentally every time.

"Wuwuwu, you bastard." Ouyang Qian could no longer hold back and immediately threw herself into Lin Tian's arms.

That Jin Dan gathered all of Immortal Xia's cultivation; the amount it contained was far from ordinary. Yet Xia Tian's demand was even more terrifying; a Jin Dan from a mid-stage Jin Dan expert, having had one-third of it absorbed by him, only restored him to the mid-stage of Fasting from Grain.

In less than half a stick of incense time, over thirty ink-robed disciples perished in the long sky. The others, seeing the terrifying youth like a god of slaughter, all avoided his sharp edge and scrambled away with heads bowed.

"What is going on? Haven't I said many times that whatever grievances you have, you are not allowed to fight during the day. If you have the ability, go to the forest; whether you live or die is up to you." Jing Lingyan basically left the rear areas of the Flowing Soul Street to fend for themselves, although there were Shinigami responsible.

"No wonder the old fellow dared to fight the blue-haired demon; turns out he has become this powerful," Xu Yinzi muttered in his heart, then suddenly startled. Since Dong Shen Zhong Valley had already reached the Heavenly Realm, what about his senior brother?

In Huaxia, Liu Yiqing had not slept well for several days; dark circles hung on his face, leaving He Ruiqin and Liu Xinhui at a loss for words.

"This gambling stone won't be ruined, will it..." In his heart, he also began to harbor some uncertain doubts.

As a coach at the Shenyun Martial Arts Hall, besides teaching combat martial arts, he usually taught the use of simple weapons like nunchucks. This collapsible baton was both for his self-defense and as a teaching tool, and he always carried it with him.

Thinking of the first move when playing chess, one must not only consider how the opponent will move but also plan one's own counterattack strategy. One could say that for every step taken, one must think three steps ahead. Such careful concentration and brain-consuming matters were something Cheng Yaojin only persisted in for two days before giving up.

Next was the matter of Monkey recovering from his injuries. Monkey's injuries were severe; returning to the field hospital was too far, definitely not appropriate.

Aunt Tong and he had shared a fleeting encounter. Although both acted very calmly, even stating explicitly that if they met again, they would show no mercy to each other, truly seeing the other beaten, and publicly humiliated and degraded, made it very hard not to be moved.

Holding the Zhan Kong Sword in my hand, I did not take direct action but forcibly controlled my emotions, thinking about how to rescue Zhang Qingrui.

Li Shang gave Liu Yiqing a look, turned and went out, then together with Ya Heng booked a table in the hallway using a mobile phone.

Gu Bu Cuo's head was severed cleanly at the neck beneath that white line without any warning. Tragically, he had clearly made full preparations, even secretly wearing a defensive immortal artifact bestowed by his grandfather.

Lan Ruohao's tone was so sarcastic that Hai Yidong felt even more uncomfortable. He turned his gaze to Hai Ruoxi beside him; could it really be that she had done something?

Xuan Yuan, unacquainted with worldly affairs, was confused by this simple question! He could not help but recall past troubles, paused for a moment, and was about to speak.

Fan Zongyao and the others clearly saw the three strange men jump out of Xuan Yuan's body just now, then stagger away in a daze.

Even now, thinking of Wang Xuanming made them feel a chill down their spines. If two such powerful beings were to appear in the future, what then?

Zhou Hui was heartbroken and filled with infinite sorrow. His son, separated from his mother, cried incessantly, causing him distress. In his despair, he clutched his child and rushed to the lakeside, crying out loudly: "Hongyu, I am coming to follow you..." He closed his eyes, intending to jump into the lake, and drowned to death.

But the tiger demon was clearly superior. In that instant, at the very moment Kai Tian was about to strike it, it broke free from the vine's control.

Jiang Qiuge had once told him that spirit stones were the "currency" of the cultivation world; they could serve as circulating "currency" for buying and selling transactions, or be stored as "treasures" for personal use. Because spirit stones themselves possessed "value," it was obvious that spirit stones were the basic "treasures" for cultivators to cultivate.

Zhen Nanchun waved his arm, immediately ordering the shopkeeper to bring up the wine, wanting to get completely drunk with Qi Yubai.

Boom! A huge roar rang out, followed immediately by crack, crack sounds like glass shattering. The entire earth shook violently.

My gaze turned icy cold. Such a gaze was like being stared at directly by an extremely vicious person, or like being watched by a hungry beast in the wilderness late at night. For a fox clan member who had achieved cultivation success, such a gaze had only one explanation: that old fox eats people, and not just once.