61 Explosion Incident

Her tone carried the jealous tint of a lover, and every gesture, smile, and flash of anger from Li Yuli seemed entirely natural, showing no hint of oddness. It was just like her former self, who would interrogate He Qingfan only on such matters while caring about nothing else.

Dong Zhuo and Li Ru both wore expressions of utter disbelief. This Liu Tianhao hadn't even blinked when swindling them earlier, yet now he was being so remarkably honest—what on earth was he trying to pull?

The Natural branch is solely responsible for maintaining internal stability within the clan, receiving distinguished guests, gathering intelligence, allocating resources, distributing monthly stipends, executing the patriarch's orders, and establishing certain rules to ensure that the three super-cities ruled by the Liu family operate according to the family's code.

What an extraordinary discerning eye Cang Yunha possessed; he fancied himself incapable of such poor judgment. Back then, He Qingfan had wielded the Kunlun Mirror on several occasions, and its vast, divine might was the greatest power Cang Yunha had ever witnessed in his life, embodying the profound Dao of time.

Tsk tsk, the Marketing Department! These two older sisters are simply amazing! You must know that anyone able to enter the marketing department of the Phoenix Group headquarters is an elite among the elites in the marketing world, and becoming one of those marketing elites had always been her dream.

Before long, Liu Tianhao walked over to the location where the Xiliang prisoners of war were being detained, only to run straight into Guan Yu, who was patrolling with a squad of soldiers.

"Since you know that whether they are recruits or veterans, they will all have to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future, why are you having them use wooden sabers, wooden swords, and wooden spears?" Liu Tianhao thought to himself: Go ahead and remain unconvinced; I will make sure you are brought around to acceptance.

"All right, you two go ahead with what you need to do. I'll head upstairs first." Feng Zhen did not linger, turning to go upstairs and leaving the time to the two young people.

Duan Ran's facial features were radiant, and the space between his eyebrows glowed with an exceptionally brilliant aura, making him appear rather mystical, much like a young deity. Even the Supreme Elder felt an urge to bow down in worship.

Lu Xia continued to pound frantically on the door, her hands red, swollen, and puffed up like fat pig trotters. Yet, she cared nothing for that now; she could vividly feel the force that had pulled her inside, even sensing that it was lingering right around her, watching her as if she were a fine meal.

Among the three heads of the Hydreigon, only the middle one was the true head; the other two possessed no brains, and it had only a tail instead of feet. It seemed the code name "Dragon Head" was likely inspired by the Hydreigon, indicating that in Dragon Head's mind, Salamence's status was inferior to that of Hydreigon.

"You've been talking for so long, but what exactly is the right timing? What are we waiting for? Why are you playing riddles at a time like this?" Charlie asked rather anxiously. He detested people who made him feel intellectually crushed; interacting with them made him feel like a complete moron, which was terribly agonizing.

This location was deep within the territory of these spirits, and also the dwelling place of the most powerful spirit. The previous Gyarados possessed the overwhelming might of a Heavenly King and formidable combat power, serving as the overlord of this forest. Yet, it still met its downfall right on the spot under the hands of Ye Hao, who possessed Champion-level strength.

After regaining her senses, the Siren nodded blankly. She admitted that she had just fallen for the opponent's provocation, but not being able to go out and fight was truly frustrating, wasn't it?

"In my hometown, there are many such legends. Immortals and gods are collectively referred to as 'Shenxian'." Speaking of this, Meng Si could not help but think of his parents from his previous life. Having traveled through an unknown expanse of time, he feared that his elderly parents and younger brother Meng De had already become a part of history many years ago.

The sound of explosions mixed with screams—how sweet this music sounded to the ears of Chen Fei, Wang Bin, and Zheng Long.

Seeing that Lil Island had genuinely stretched her ear forward without the slightest defense, Menglu instantly felt a sense of unreality, then swallowed hard to steady her nerves.

At that moment, the elemental aura began to churn turbulently, and blood-red blossoms akin to falling bombs drifted across the world, while the terrifying blizzard on the ice field began once more.

Showing not the slightest inclination to stir up trouble, Deutschland did not linger to fight after breaking out of the encirclement. Increasing her speed, she vanished into the distant windy sea in an instant.

Seeing that Fei Yu remained completely unharmed, Deutschland instinctively clenched her fists, seemingly intending to risk everything in a desperate struggle. Yet, after a few seconds, she relaxed her fists and lowered her head in disappointment.

However, even so, the albino turned a blind eye to her plight, caring only about having her perform an even more splendid show.

Finally, they reached the uppermost hall. Ten zhang in height, the grand hall was resplendent in gold and jade, adorned with carved beams and painted pillars. More than a dozen giant bronze incense burners, each large enough for ten people to encircle, were scattered across the plaza in front of the hall. Incense smoke coiled upward while the plaza was thronged with worshippers continually burning incense and kowtowing to pray to the deities inside the grand hall.

Zhang Xingxing, now a wealthy tycoon with over 200,000 merits to his name, didn't care too much about a few thousand or ten thousand merits and impatiently clicked to confirm.

Moreover, Zhang Xingxing's talent and intellect had already been recognized by Huang Jianbang; otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically invited him to teach at Tsinghua University.

Coupled with the joyous expressions of the surrounding Chinese people and the mocking gazes they cast toward Ichiro Matsumoto, the two islanders knew that the young man before them was definitely hurling insults at Ichiro Matsumoto, and they instantly flared up with anger.

The pain caused Huo Xinhen to wince continually, and he let out an angry roar. The Dragon Roar Secret Technique erupted, carrying Huo Xinhen's exceptionally pure soul force, stirring up layer upon layer of invisible sound waves.

If Jiang Sheng were the one entering, she would naturally gloat, but replaced by herself, she could only feel endless terror.

There was no need for the Frost Dragon to actively channel its power; as long as the elements themselves rippled slightly, patches of space would instantly freeze over. One could only call it formidable.

"Could it... be an illusion? Just now, it seemed like I saw the Kunpeng Holy Son's finger twitch slightly inside the purple barrier," a man said doubtfully.

Fortunately, the wooden stick was somewhat rotted, so the blow did not land with excessive force, and the stick broke apart immediately after the strike.

However, since she had just arrived in this place, she had no desire to play games with fellows who lacked everything except money.

Last night, Gong Yeting had already promised her that he would redeem her from the Hunyuan Sect, and she could finally shake off her identity as a cauldron.

The Emperor of Chu was benevolent and lenient, rarely flying into such a thunderous rage. It was crystal clear that he intended to use the witchcraft of Yansheng to uproot the entire Mu family.