Chapter 62: There is a Second Transmigrator-Douluo: Após Vincular o Sistema de Magnata, Fui Forçado a me Tornar um Deus(Cada palavra torna-se um ensinamento.)

The person speaking was Xiao Wu, exuding a heavy scent of a manipulative, pretentious lotus. Tang Niannian was stunned for quite a while, constantly feeling that something was amiss. She could not help but summon the system, "Big Brother, can you tell me what is going on?" The system emerged and replied, [Hold on, Host, let me run a scan.] [Scanning in progress...] [Scan complete...] [Host, here is the deal, because this world...] Zhou Tong glared fiercely, leaving Ren Yuan no choice but to obediently get up, head to a nearby tavern, and retrieve an ordinary wooden staff.

The smoke inside the room stubbornly refused to dissipate. We wanted to open the windows for ventilation, but found that all the doors and windows were completely jammed shut.
At the core territory of the Great Emperor Changkong's mausoleum, at the peak of the Myriad Ages Tree, stood a massive stone platform. Upon this platform rested layers of palaces. High above the void hung a blazing sun, and in the distance, one could faintly perceive a phoenix imprisoned by iron chains within that sun. The essence of the phoenix transformed into raging flames, illuminating the entire platform.
While speaking, he glared fiercely at Chu Chen, wishing he could finish him off immediately. That kick from earlier made it clear that this was certainly a troublesome fellow.
Now that they had reached the fourth tier, everyone needed to slay this Demonic Willow Tree in order to enter the sixth martial pagoda.
Although the two sides spoke in Chinese and Spanish respectively, both parties and everyone present understood each other completely.
Would they really meet their end here today? The dean felt increasingly panicked, and his entire body had already begun to tremble uncontrollably.
The Bone Demon of Mangtian roared furiously, whipping up wind and clouds, all contained within this array formation. Qi Xuanjing suppressed the formation single-handedly, inevitably suffering the impact of this formidable power. He felt his vital energy churn violently, making it almost impossible to maintain the stability of the formation. Blood had already seeped from the corners of his mouth; the powerful force unleashed by the Bone Demon of Mangtian had already injured him.
However, those with high cultivation levels could perceive what was happening even during a moment of frozen time.
Mutushan was a member of the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner, of the Nara clan, styled Chunyan, and currently served as the Commander of the Plain White Banner Han Army.
Qiong Zhi cupped her face as if she could no longer sit still. Leaning back against the rear seat, she slumped down limply, tears streaming out from between her fingers.
Knowing that she had a thin skin and having already achieved his goal, Feng Qi did not intend to press further, so he scooped her up horizontally in his arms.

Was the Demon Realm about to be eroded by external forces once again? She transmitted her awareness once more to inspect the places that had previously suffered erosion, but still found nothing.
Jin Xiu felt the oppressive weight of the atmosphere instantly. He had originally wanted to say a few words to Yan Nuo, but under the sharp, piercing gaze of Feng Qi, he could no longer utter a single word. Falling silent for a long time, he sighed and spread his hands in a helpless gesture. "Fine, I won't disturb the two of you." He turned and left.
"Su Jiuge, deliberately evading training, now run ten laps around the playground immediately!" The platoon leader did not ask Su Jiuge any questions at all, sternly delivering the punishment right off the bat.
This was merely a conjecture, or perhaps it was indeed purchased by Gao Jiahao. Multiple speculations meant multiple avenues of investigation. Shao Dong had gone out a total of four times today, practically busy from morning till night without a moment of rest.
"Our company has a partnership with President Li's corporation, and this grand fashion show was jointly organized by both of our sides," Mo Linshi explained.
The surrounding scenery shifted rapidly. Before Zhao Tian was no longer an elegant tea set, but a cold iron plate.
"Rest assured." Ling Suhi cast an assuring look at Yi Munsun. She had carefully observed this apothecary boy, and there were no signs of him lying. Even discounting this factor, Nangong Li was injured this time, and even if it meant stepping into a perilous dragon's pool or tiger's den, she had to go and heal him.
After Liu Hongyuan left, Qingcheng wept in silence, her face filled with helpless, bitter smiles as she softly murmured, "Liu Hongyuan, you will never know what I do all day after you leave. Do you have any idea? I am exhausted to death; do you know what it feels like to have a sore waist and aching back? I have never even been willing to order takeout!"