Chapter 79

78. The Stiff Lion (3/3)

Inside the bone ring, seven mastiffs whimpered incessantly as if begging.

They were obviously extremely fond of the black lion named "Evil Fierce Zhang Liao" pinned to the ground.

This "Evil Fierce Zhang Liao" could perhaps be worn by the mastiff ancestors and paraded through the world.

This single point alone was enough to make Zhou Chang's heart stir.

Now he had only one Ghostskin available in his hand, but inside the bone ring were seven mastiff ancestors "waiting to be fed."

The seven mastiff ancestors gradually accumulated.

The zombies growling outside the museum scared her, forcing her to retreat once more. Another half-day passed, and Yoko grew even more restless. Yoko did not believe Meng Fan would abandon her; such a long absence could only mean he had met with an accident. Yoko could only silently pray and bless Meng Fan in her heart.

This situation seemed as still as a pool of dead water. Qin Yan, the outsider, immediately drew everyone's gaze the moment he entered.

A bright white light flashed, enveloping Lang Qi, and in the next moment he was sent back to his original world.

He wanted to see if his full-strength strike, combined with this sharp fist technique, could match the full-strength strike of a cultivator at the early stage of Treading the Void, given his own peak Flying Sky realm power.

Truly worthy of being the monster who slew the Six Tigers; even their sheer composure was something they could not hope to match, let alone catch up to.

After being injured in the haunted house, he suddenly gained enlightenment while healing, immediately entering a state that was half-real and half-illusory. He formed a Buddhist seal with his hands, his countenance solemn and majestic, sitting motionless until dusk.

"Good, good, good!" After Sun Wukong spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and immediately cast the arts of borrowing wind and spreading mist. Seeing the wind rise and the mist come, he flicked his hand to scatter a barrier of light, wrapping the Wutong tree and himself entirely within the light shield.

I cannot describe the mood of this moment; I was simply very nervous. The two of us had been observing Di Li's reaction.

The system's prompt sound quietly rang out, forcing Ye Tian's normally stern face to reveal a faint smile.

"So the Soul-Cutting Sword in the hands of that great collector from the Tang Dynasty was artificially fabricated?" Bai Yuan asked.

Ah Ming's ferocious appearance filled the shopkeeper with fear, yet he could not understand Ah Fei's words and could only beg for mercy in the language of Fusang.

Shen Chen Yu's expression darkened; he had thought securing the top spot among the new talents would suffice, yet this Wu Daozi before him still refused to yield?

"Here is ten thousand yuan; keep the change, and come find me again tomorrow. Tomorrow we will fill out the forms," the man said, pulling a stack of money from the drawer under the table.

"After I finish the opening ceremony, I will accompany you to meet your parents!" Hua Ming gently embraced them in his arms.

"Master, what's wrong? Did you forget something?" The man saw me enter and ran out of the house to welcome me.

Instantly, countless divine dragons of the Nine Heavens surged from the gun muzzle. That speed not only surpassed the speed of light, but even an elder of such god-tier strength had no time to react.

In fact, what Hua Ming said was the truth; Hetian simply did not believe it. But who else had such good luck? After his rebirth, an earthquake first sent him falling into a deep abyss, yet he turned disaster into blessing. Later, through repeated dangers, he always turned peril into safety and ultimately gained many benefits.

Seeing Qin Hao staring at him again, dazed like a piece of wood, Li Xin's face flushed. It seemed to hold a touch of mild anger, but more shyness. She lowered her head, adding to her charming beauty.

In fact, the battle on the front lines was actually going more smoothly than Qin Hao had imagined. Li Shimin had actually issued a strict order forbidding Qin Hao from going ashore to preserve his strength; it was simply that communication was poor across the vast sea, and the order had not yet reached his hands.

The entire space was filled with roaring thunder-like shouts and a mental pressure that towered over everyone. Even Gabriel, who had broken through the Divine Realm, was suppressed to the point where he could not lift his head.

The only difference was the blood pool of Catherine. Unlike the dark golden blood pool before them, the things soaking inside looked quite different as well.

【29】 Before he could finish speaking, An Yuxi suddenly shoved his chest. In the current view, the dark pupils in his eyes revealed nothing but coldness and contemptuous mockery. "Make a scene?" What scene had she made? It was always people like them, who considered themselves the true shadows, who made the scenes.

Shen Chen Yu's face darkened. He had thought reaching the top of the new talent list would be enough, but this Wu Daozi in front of him still refused to submit?