The old man, the old woman, and the woman all praised the paper for being truly extraordinary, worthy of being gifted by the king. It looked like cloth but was completely different from cloth. Such marvelous items could only be owned by the king!
As the man put the paper back into the wooden box, the old man solemnly warned, "This is a family heirloom, must be well-preserved; do not let it be damaged!"
The man nodded seriously, indicating that the paper would eventually be passed down to the next generation.
Soon, they had crossed through the ten gates of hell and traversed the long stretches of flat ground, finally escaping the ancient temple. As they watched the burial mound be completely buried and return to tranquility, they felt a sense of relief.
Since arriving in this world, Tang Ning's stomach had been mistreated for a long time. Even now, when she merely roasted the meat with fire and it smelled strongly of blood, she could still eat it with relish.
"Are you arguing with me?" Leng He Cheng held his fist and tried to speak in a calm tone, but he was already boiling inside.
Yang Tian's heart is still pounding with fear. Fortunately, the God of the Sea was only playing at first, otherwise he might have immediately launched his most powerful attack. If that happened, Yang Tian might have faced death directly.
In summary, theoretically, there should not be a situation where Chang'e is unable to suppress the data deity whose birth time has already entered the countdown phase.
"But isn't that a setback? You're always saying that you want this person to accompany you forever?" Sijì asked from beside her.
Song Guang wielded a blade of white light that shone brilliantly, and Lan He held a blade of crystalline blue water that shimmered. They engaged in a fierce battle, fighting back and forth for dozens of rounds. The water and white light flashed around, creating rumbling sounds that split the heavens and the earth. The powerful aura made it difficult for others to approach.
"Not so," Jiuhui said slowly. "After accumulating qi and refining the body, we cultivators have entered the true path of cultivation, and have stepped into the Golden Body realm. Only after reaching the Golden Body realm can we have a real chance to understand the fundamental mysteries of the power of the heavens and earth, and thus step into the realm of cultivating gods."
In the end, Sha Ya's jade body was covered in countless injuries, and the lingering might of chaotic thunder was still present on her, causing her to feel a sense of numbness. Subsequently, she became extremely anxious. She realized that she had overreached and shouldn't have engaged in close combat with Yanyu. It looked like she would have to rely on the power of Sha Huang Snake to kill him once and for all.
Throughout the entire process, Peng Jie never spoke a word to Chen Fan, and didn't even bother to give him a look.
The phoenix shrugged its shoulders and wore an expression of ease, as if it had transcended the dust of the world, looking relaxed.
Other servers looked at Li Yǔ hitting someone and were frightened, backing up in fear one after another. They dared not even look over here.
The assassins at the scene replied in unison and then surged toward Ye Hao as if a swarm of bees.
Unexpectedly, a younger cultivator from the Longquan Mountain Manor suddenly barked out in an fierce voice. With his shout, 'whoosh', not only did Chen Fan's gaze instantly shift to him, but even those from his own Longquan Mountain Manor, such as Yu Dawei, reflexively looked in his direction.
Ye Xu let out a loud cry, and at this moment, his hands shot out suddenly. Then, the dozens of green light rays shot out, and after a twisting distortion, they turned into a huge green dragon claw that pointed forward and directly suppressed it.
A thunderous roar echoed across the sky, scattering the five-colored radiance. Following that, a burst of blinding white light tore through the sky, creating a massive chasm.
Neither of them spoke, and all that could be heard were their increasingly heavy breaths. Finally, Yu Simei could run no more and had to stop to rest.
Their thoughts were correct. Although Yan Yunchen said that he did not have the habit of killing off the enemy, he had no mercy to spare for these people from the ancient race of darkness.
If Ye Qiu were here, he would have been able to discover that the MP5s and the ones in the hands of the people from Nakamura Showa were of the same model, both being products of Mitsubishi Heavy Industries.
