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Qingtian frowned as he looked at the nine figures of Hunyuan and said, "The merits they gained from protecting the Primeval World are clearly not enough to push their cultivation into the realm of saints. Yet right now, they are unmistakably breaking through to the saint realm! Fellow Daoist Hongjun, do you know what the reason behind this could be?" As he spoke, Qingtian cast his gaze toward Hongjun.
Donghua Luo and Tan Fanyu exchanged glances, reaching a tacit understanding as they struck simultaneously. Regardless of whether Fang Hui had advanced to the Human Emperor realm, they had to join forces to suppress and even kill him.
However, they never expected that this was merely a stunt using Lin Ruofeng's popularity to generate hype.
"Spear of Judgment!" A sharp glint flashed across Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, and his heart was deeply shaken. The power of judgment, rumored to be capable of judging any living creature beneath the nine heavens, had only flashed fleetingly in primeval times and rarely appeared in the mortal world, remaining both mysterious and powerful.
The employee in charge of guiding helped slice the bread and distribute it to everyone. Curious, these people put the bread into their mouths, and instantly, gasps of amazement filled the room, making those watching from the outside drool with envy.
Watching the Santana lead an unmarked van driving back toward the industrial park, Ye Chun felt a profound sense of the unpredictability of worldly affairs.
Zheng Zha felt as though he had just poked a hornet's nest. Camilla had also disappeared, and now the three of them could only rely on the narrow terrain to block the cave entrance, forcing themselves to face the enemy from only one direction as much as possible.
Deeming him full of spiritual energy, the City God had appointed him as the Western King to guard every blade of grass and tree on Western Mountain, transforming him into the temple deity of this place.
"This must be a divine miracle! Tomorrow, the battleship will definitely launch successfully!" someone said excitedly.
After watching the movie, Zheng Zha knew that with his current strength, he probably couldn't defeat the monsters, nor could he defeat Ultraman. After all, in the movie, humanity's most advanced weapons hit the monsters like a mere tickle, and if Zheng Zha were hit by those weapons, he probably wouldn't survive three blows before biting the dust.
Sun Jiayi's previous thought was very simple: her wife was a marquis with military power who, despite being in charge of the capital's safety, didn't actually have many men under her direct command. Still, she was considered to be in the same department as Su Yang, so she thought the two families should interact more. Who would have known that the Empress Dowager would intervene, saying that Ling Yunyi was familiar with Su Yang and that they could chat and help each other out.
Also, stop running to that hospital. Qin Feng is a useless cripple; no matter how many more times you look at him, he will still be a cripple.
Following the old steward to his residence, Chen Hongshi said, "Old Steward, go attend to your own business."
"Yes, we did sleep in the same room, but I didn't do anything," Bai Hua said with a completely serious expression.
If it wasn't necessary, Zhao Yifan really didn't want to offend her. Why choose sweet potatoes of all things and fail to produce any results? If Professor Feng stepped in to help and managed to make some progress, would it still reflect well on him?
The surrounding onlookers and disciples were all knocked to the ground by the massive sword qi sweeping outward, producing a series of "thud, thud, thud" sounds like falling stones.
Ye Tian nodded. Although he hadn't sensed it himself, Shuangshuang had felt it, so there was definitely no mistake.
Looking into Yu Yi's worried eyes, Su Yang replied earnestly, "It's fine to bask in the sun; just don't expose yourself to direct sunlight for too long."
"Hongshi, your family is too enthusiastic! As a cultivator seeking immortality, how can I endure this?"
Bai Hua felt as though he had been deceived. Anything capable of terrifying this group of people to such an extent, requiring more than twenty security guards to resolve, certainly couldn't be a simple matter.
Looking at the string of voice transmissions, the Eastern Emperor felt as though every ancestor was roaring in anxiety, and sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.
Jun Ziyu likewise never imagined that there were still things about this young girl he remained unaware of. Right now, she felt immensely mysterious to him, carrying so many secrets he knew nothing about.
Naturally, these people did not possess the strength to condense four Yin-Yang diagrams. Their inherent aptitude was rather mediocre, and the purity of the internal energy within their bodies was insufficient to control the chaotic primordial energy forcefully entering them.
Could Xiao Kuang's massive villa be something you can just casually see? Yun Mengyu's head pounded. When she tried to leave, Gao Tingting grabbed her tightly and refused to let go.
Seeing the others on the sofa staring fixedly at the television without blinking, Miao Kedi curiously crowded over.
My appearance seemed to have shocked them greatly—and no wonder: dressed in black, wearing a golden mask, with a mane of golden hair fluttering in the wind, backed by a bright full moon. This was a spot I had carefully selected, guaranteed to overwhelm them with the aura of a celestial descending from the heavens.
"Flower Fairy, let go of your obsession and return to the immortal realm. Otherwise, you will plunge into eternal damnation..." A resonant voice rang out from the clouds in the sky.
Lin Zheng never expected that Yun Mengyu's stubborn temper would flare up. He hurriedly grabbed the clothes to pay, but when she didn't answer his phone call, he realized that girl seemed to have lost her phone again. When he went back outside to look for her, Yun Mengyu was already nowhere to be found.
Yu Xiuluo gently applauded. Led by her, the members of the All-Living Temple had no choice but to join in the congratulations, regardless of whether they were willing or not.
Seeing that his expression didn't seem fake, I nodded, found a dark corner to drag everyone in, and crouched down. Someone was coming—a strange killing intent, half-human and half-beast.
"If that's not enough, take the Soul-Devouring Demon Disk and hunt down a few more Emperor-realm great demons. Remember to be discreet and leave no traces," Yang Lin reminded.
Qian Ruijun, however, was deep in thought. Controlling the number of franchisees was meant to avoid brand competition. And standardizing the decoration style also seemed to make some sense. He couldn't articulate it clearly, but he felt that doing so was reasonable.
The feedback from the [Eye of Analysis] indicated that Kakuzu had only this final heart left, and any shuriken at this moment could kill him.
Zhang Xing should have been the strongest fighter among them, yet he suffered a setback in the very first exchange against that burly man. If things weren't handled properly, it might cost lives.
The old troll believed that the human they had ambushed years ago had finally died after holding on for so many years.
"Of course I bought it. If there's no black market, aren't there private ones? It's fine, just give it a try. It's my first time making this too; I've been asking for advice along the way," Lou Yunhua said as she picked up a piece of chicken and placed it in her bowl for her to taste.
Cupping his fists to bid farewell to True Person Chongming, True Person Changtian led his sect's disciples straight onto the return journey.
"Sister, why did you come at a time like this?" Su Yuanze walked downstairs to open the door, and upon seeing Yaya, he began to complain.
Ever since its initial establishment, Lin Yi's base had held a total of two meetings, and this was the third. Once a meeting of this scale began, it meant that its content concerned the future developmental direction of the base.
"Parting today, who knows in what year we shall meet again. Take these well," Elder Earth sighed with the bearing of a senior, shoving a large storage bag into Ye Chen's hands.