Chapter 170: Life and Death Sigil, Bright Summit

Zhao Ti watched Wu Laoda approach, standing expectantly, and lightly leaped down from Black Rose, then raised a finger and rested it on the other's shoulder.

Wu Laoda only felt his body jolt violently, a surge of domineering internal force rushing directly into his own body.

Zhao Ti used the Minor Formless Art to drive the Northern Darkness true qi, searching for the Life and Death Sigil inside the other's body.

The Life and Death Sigil was created by the Child Elder using the Xiaoyao Sect's internal force; the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan counter it through mutual generation and restraint. At this moment, when he released the Northern Darkness true qi, he felt the other's Du—

Three cries of "damn it"—the first two were still muttered in his heart, but the last one he could no longer hold back and blurted out, showing just how furious Dior had become.

That was the first large-scale demonic invasion in history. The demon lord of the 62nd layer of the Abyss, the Tyrant Soren, taking advantage of a mysteriously appeared, extremely stable spatial passage, led over fifty thousand subordinates from that layer of the Abyss in a forceful invasion of the Prime Material Plane.

Although the plan to replace Ye Fanxing and have a love-at-first-sight encounter with Nan Huaicheng had failed, directly severing Nan Huaicheng's thoughts about Ye Fanxing was still the first step of success.

Possessing the momentum of "one man holding the pass, ten thousand men unable to breach it," it has been a strategic stronghold contested by every generation of military leaders. The most famous war in its history was none other than the Battle of Chenggao between Liu Bang and Xiang Yu.

That idiot Li Erniu, during this exercise, will single-handedly rescue the trapped Commander Kang Lei, and mistakenly believe that a real war has broken out.

Li Ke was shocked, staring at the computer screen for a long while. Someone knocked on the door outside, telling him to come out and eat. He was stunned for a moment before responding.

"Haoran, is it really you looking for me?" Lin Shishi asked hurriedly on the other end the moment she picked up the phone.

Zhang Tie gazed at the vast forest in the distance, and the faintly visible mountains further beyond, his heart filled with awe.

He laughed wildly at the crowd of people who could do nothing about him. However, the laughter only reached halfway before cutting off abruptly. The next moment, this demon, whose body was extremely powerfully built, simply crashed to the ground with a clatter, and a bout of Coarse and Heavy snoring rang out.

Damn whether it's checking injuries or making excuses—beat this guy up first, two against one, a sure thing.

Bai Qingting revealed a smile. Although that smile looked extremely beautiful in his eyes, he could also see something rather eerie about it.

The two chatted and laughed. However, Hong Yue was not a person skilled with words; almost all of the talking was done by Feng Ling. Suddenly, a knock came from the main door.

"Skip the sun and moon stuff—can you just say straight up what the Bro family is all about?" Chen Fa quickly stopped Janard, who was about to continue describing.

Of course, he immediately blew hard on the whistle in his mouth, then waved and pointed with both hands, casually completing his habitual referee opening-the-match gesture, and formally and clearly blew the whistle to start the game.

A large amount of Beast Yuan Pills? He only had a pitiful few on hand right now. Adding Fenghua's four, he still only had eight Beast Yuan Pills in total.

However, by the Taiye Pool in the palace, besides people and boats patrolling on the lake surface, even the boats had been lined up in a row. A rough scan showed that over a dozen boats had already been launched.

Recently Hu Jiuye had been busy with the "Suqian Chaotian Guo" matter. Suddenly receiving instructions from the manor, he hurried from Suqian City to Suining City.

"Since Wang Fei has given orders, then go." Rong Tuxiang pinched the handkerchief, covered her lips, hid the cold smile at the corner of her mouth, and her voice, muffled through the handkerchief, was somewhat indistinct.

A string of anxious Korean words, both flustered and confused—Jin Xishan was clearly shouting, at a loss for what to do.

To become a ghost messenger, each one must have exquisite cultivation and be extremely powerful; otherwise, they could not fulfill the duties of a ghost messenger. Combined with the merit gained in daily life, it is of tremendous benefit to cultivation. With merit, even a pig could still become a strong one.

Mu Yi entered the main gate, but his mind was still replaying that feeling from just now. Originally it had been nothing more than a sudden inspiration, yet unexpectedly it had truly allowed him to discover the wonderful use of the Southern Brightness Departing Fire.