প্রথম খণ্ড পঁয়তাল্লিশ অধ্যায়: পটপরিবর্তন!

qin wuxu felt an intuition to explain, but a servant's urging voice rang out from outside the door.

"qin, the chief leader, minister yan has returned to his seat and sent me to call you. would you like me to serve some sobering soup?"

"i am already fine, i will return to the banquet shortly."

this waterway is very long, and for the most part, it is underground. although it is not completely submerged, for more than half of the time, the water pressure is so great that one cannot surface.

"wait a little longer, use artillery to bombard their main army once more. once they are completely routed, we will charge forward and kill!" arelkunai said calmly to his own army.

this was not recorded in any of the thirty-six thousand ancient traditional cultivation techniques known to the practitioners of the hailan continent. after taking a few deep breaths, shen aotian recovered from his shock, sorted out his thoughts, and then continued reading further down.

although the current events were probably closely related to him, hao dong did not have a particularly deep realization of it yet, so he easily fell into other emotions, just like that single moment ago.

the two of them walked one after the other along hefang street to the intersection, preparing to take a taxi back. at this moment, hao Ge and his gang swaggered over from behind, trapping them in the middle.

the people from the sword graveyard abyss did not refine true qi nor condense mental thoughts, so they had no reaction to the dark fire produced by mental thoughts. however, purple-robed and the others were different. when this mental power possessing dark energy swept across the crowd, the thoughts in their mental spaces actually tried to break free of control involuntarily, flying out of their mental spaces.

that's more like it, lin feng withdrew his burning gaze. a level nine fierce beast, a flood dragon capable of semi-manifesting a human form, was already extremely rare to begin with. furthermore, given its strength, obtaining its essence blood was exceptionally difficult, a hundred or a thousand times harder than a mortal attempting to break through to the dao integration realm.

over the past thousands of years, some of the surviving low-level fierce beasts in the domain of sin grew into powerful level six or seven fierce beasts, while others awakened their intelligence when breaking through to level five, turning into spiritual beasts, forming beast tides whose power grew increasingly terrifying.

joining forces with the xi-mo demon monarch was not necessarily a bad thing after all. once the xi-mo demon monarch became the emperor of the yin-moon dynasty, the assistance he could provide would certainly be substantial, and perhaps he could be of great use in the future.

someone was already sitting at the long table, and muyun cheng and the three of them successively found guest seats and sat down. ai jianzhang subsequently took the chief seat, and his two sons sat down in order to his left. meanwhile, muyun cheng had already noticed the person who was seated there, and he secretly guessed that this person must be ai fu's eldest young master, ai yuren.

"there are a total of thirty-seven corpse kings here, let's deal with them first!" after observing the surrounding environment, xie yeyu focused his attention on the corpse kings and said softly.

after hanging up ren jian's phone, gao ming and su han discussed ren jian and ou yang's affair for a bit longer. although the two of them had constantly been thinking about that couple in their hearts and were very worried about them, they truly couldn't be of any real help.

"today, having the fortune to witness the true marquis of the clouds, it can be considered a real eye-opener!" he truly meant those words, but his tone carried a hint of complacency, very much resembling a provocation. his slightly raised eyebrows were like proud willow leaves in february, and his slowly curling lips were even more like the arrogant water chestnuts of august.

there was no terrifying attack as imagined. just when everyone thought chen feng was talking nonsense blindly, the ground began to tremble slightly, and dull footsteps echoed.

"you closed the record store?" ou guan asked in astonishment. as far as he knew, nanxi's hard-earned savings from working practically all went into this record store. how could she just close it like that?

a smile appeared on the demon emperor's face. his figure flickered, and he instantly appeared in front of qin ming, holding a pale golden bead in his hand.