Chapter 195: Sword God, Arrest (Begging for Monthly Tickets)

This time, besides having the thirty-six cave masters and seventy-two island masters rush to Tianshan, Zhao Ti also called five or six of his subordinates to come along.

Among them, besides Zhou Dong, Su Da, and Zhu Chu Yi, there were also Ji Mo Zhi and Huo Linglong.

Along the way, these people left markers, especially after leaving Western Xia territory, and around Tianshan they made marks everywhere, afraid Zhao Ti wouldn't be able to find them.

That day it was Ji Mo Zhi's turn to wait outside the town; upon seeing Zhao Ti, he hurried over to greet him.

Zhao Ti

As for whether to mass-produce high-tier zombies in the future, thereby expanding the release range of the refinement force, that can be discussed later.

"We were a match made by heaven and earth, so why… why did you suddenly appear. It's all your fault! All your fault…" Ba Yingqiu was nearly mad; he kept striking out with his palms, yet never managed to harm Shen Linfeng in the slightest.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator, even if forcibly carried into the clouds by a flying sword, is doomed. This means the laws of heaven and earth do not permit a Foundation Establishment body to fly that high.

"How dare you! Xie Feng, are you truly going to oppose the Sword Control Sect, trying to spark a war between two sects!" Hearing these words, Geng Tian unexpectedly no longer wore his affable expression; he narrowed his eyes, and a terrifying aura erupted from within his body, suddenly pressing toward Xie Feng like a raging storm.

A sound rang out in his mind, and immediately a violently wild demonic yuan force surged from his arm, instantly drawn into his meridians by Situ Ping.

In an instant, the majestic, imposing golden wheel halo completely dispersed; the giant Buddha stood alone atop Five Elements Mountain, no longer inspiring any desire to worship.

As their superior, Peng De's reprimand carried tremendous weight, directly turning the faces of the five regiment commanders alternately green and white.

In the apocalypse, it's truly hard to predict what you'll encounter in the next second—for example, a zombie, a hungry lion, or perhaps cavalry.

Shen Linfeng hurriedly stood up, pushed open the cell door and looked at the pitch-black corridor inside the prison, then placed the bamboo hat on his head and chased after the direction the black-clad figure had left.

"Then we can split it into two days. Let the tourists camp in the mountains at night," Zhang Qian came up with a remedial measure.

Shen Jie's face had originally been somewhat pale, but after Liu Badao channeled immortal spiritual energy into her, the girl's complexion began to turn rosy.

Never expected that Liu Xiaoyu, who had only asked casually, actually got an answer from the main brain.

After thinking through these things, Liu Xiaoyu immediately called Yao Jian. He explained his idea of selling agricultural products online. He had originally thought his idea was pretty good, but he never expected Yao Jian to just complain nonstop on the phone.

Chu Tianyou shook his head, not arguing; he turned to look at the sleeping Bai Wanru, saw her brows slightly furrowed, reached out to feel her forehead, brushed aside the loose hair at her brow, and gently tucked in the edge of the blanket.

Could it be that, influenced by the nine-tiered pagoda—this treasure of unknown grade—his talent had been quietly altered?

Therefore, as soon as Ya Fei showed signs of going into labor, not only the back courtyard of the Gong family, but the entire Gong household was thrown into chaos late at night.

Randeng heard this and was a bit moved; he nodded and took it excitedly. He had once wanted to stay together with these people, but had never succeeded; now that he was about to leave, these people were finally beginning to accept him—such is the caprice of fate! He took the wine from Qing Xu's hand and drank it in one gulp. He felt only one thing: the wine was terribly strong, and he was a bit dizzy.

It's just that although Su Yanghuan left in a timely manner, as soon as Su Yanghuan departed, the atmosphere in the reception hall, which had never been lively to begin with, instantly cooled down again.

However, in this silence, within a radius of ten zhang, space suddenly congealed; under the boiling of endless airflow, it directly converged toward the Palm Seal that Xie Xu had struck out. It gathered stronger and stronger, denser and denser, ultimately condensing into a tiny point.

Jiangcheng knew that tomorrow's board meeting would be a Hongmen Banquet; the Nangong brothers would surely demand that Nangong Jue honor the wager and give up the position of CEO. Yet the Nangong shares and supporters Jiangcheng currently held were not enough to forcefully impeach the Nangong brothers, which couldn't help but make Jiangcheng secretly worried.