One hundred forty-five

Releasing his vital energy to perceive his surroundings, he discovered that over the course of just a single night, his realm had elevated tremendously.

Although the legend of the "Birdman" had not surfaced for very long, the fact that he had been hunted down by both the Liu and Fang families simultaneously and yet managed to remain alive was enough to make his name echo far and wide.

Meanwhile, Chen Yang’s Fire Dragon Immortal Phase and Zheng Lie’s Fire Immortal Phase also erupted with violent shocks. Flames overflowed from their divine abilities, instantly enshveloping them both.

Shen Linfeng had no time to joke around with the two of them right now; he stared at the map in his hand with a solemn expression.

Consequently, another continuous wave of roaring true qi palm forces and sword energies fiercely hammered against the gates of the Divine Void Palace.

Therefore, Long Chen did not want to waste time counting, nor did he want to arouse suspicion in Blood Asura and Purple Phoenix Nether.

Gu Nan was extremely patient when taking on quests, but he lacked that patience for everything else—especially when an NPC stood him up.

Before Shen Linfeng could pour the wine into his mouth, Sun Dahai, who was sitting right beside him, suddenly spat out the wine he had just swallowed.

Zhang Zhen, Zhang Xi, Yi Yun, Han Xiu, Luo Feng, Chu Xiong, and others guarded the opposite bank of the Thousand-Thread Bridge, deploying three giant heavy crossbows while waiting at any moment for Mu Lingtian's arrival.

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the window, scattering across the youth's face. His tightly closed eyelashes twitched slightly before he slowly opened his eyes.

Zhan Chenyuan ran panic-stricken to Xinlan Courtyard to inquire about the details from the servants. Upon learning that Yan Jin had been taken advantage of by yesterday's hypnotist, Chenyuan's eyes widened larger than a pair of twos in mahjong.

"Do you think that's possible?" Shi Shuo poured a cup of tea unhurriedly. The other party had merely seized the Empress as leverage to coerce Li Shimin into releasing Crown Prince Li Chenqian.

"I am the Emperor of the Underworld, ruling over all nether clans in the world. Who do you think is greater?" Qin Feng asked with a stern face, questioning the hanging ghost.

From the very beginning, Chengtian felt that the sword in his hand was utterly baffling. How had it appeared? How had it ended up in his grasp? And why was it regarded as a divine object by people from another world?

Zilu pointed at the wall, then pointed at her own mistress, finally calming her emotions and holding back a shrill scream.

After saying this, Old Qi picked up the bucket of fish and walked toward the backyard. Anyway, his warning had been delivered; as for whether Li Shimin would speak of it, he did not care in the least.

He could only occasionally hear Song Jieyou mention her—that she was an extremely gentle person, very fond of smiling, never losing her temper, and treating all the servants exceptionally well.

His Empress Mother had passed away when he was only three years old; he could not even remember what she looked like.

Mu Fangfang felt that she had reached her limit. Shaking her head, she reached out to wind down the car window, wanting to see if they had arrived home.

One of Deathwing’s giant claws had been completely destroyed, which could be considered the only harvest for Zelin and the others so far. However, in contrast, his ferocity had been driven to the ultimate level, seeking to destroy everything.

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to act presumptuously before my Dao City? You're courting death!" Fang Si wore a ferocious expression. Originally, he had wanted to persuade him to hand over the inheritance obediently, but since he had so gravely insulted Dao City, it would be better to simply kill him.

"Yuncui, only when I look at you do I feel like I haven't lived in vain," Prince Honghuan said passionately.

A sudden change occurred. Seeing this from behind, Old Lu was startled, and then he let out a loud cry.

Linying instantly grew vigilant, looking coldly at the person while a black bead materialized in his hand—it was none other than the Calamity-Slaying Array.

Among the bisected corpse of the Alien Terminator, only a complete set of blood-stained multi-functional tactical gear remained. The gear had become as thin as paper, floating atop that pool of yellowish-white flesh and blood.

He had not expected that after only three days, the eldest prince would send his trusted aide, Fenrir, to personally pick up Avi and take him to the White Orphanage. Felicity also accompanied Avi, with Bradley's explicit permission.

Everyone shared the same sentiment, as it was rare indeed for a Golden Core expert to apologize to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even if Beichuan refused to apologize, no one would dare say anything, making it futile for Linying and the others to make a fuss.

"Your Majesty, have you finalized your upcoming governance platform? This chaotic Huaxia relies entirely on you to cleanse it," Liansheng said.

Zhao Tianming remarked that when it comes to ancient coins, besides the variety, their condition was also crucial. Those that were poorly preserved would suffer a drastic drop in value.

Just like that, Sikong Yanliang continuously prepared his defenses right where he stood, and in less than thirty seconds, a throng of figures landed directly before him.

Amidst their conversation, Xiao Ming's gaze swept once again across Sien's chest, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.

That old cultivator lowered his eyelids and remained motionless, evidently turning a deaf ear to the rooster's deliberately provocative words.

In everyone's eyes, Yi Ruoran's words caused all the members of the Yi family to feel deeply disappointed, while the members of the Nangong family could only conclude that her love for her younger brother Yi Xuan outweighed everyone else in the entire Xingyue family.

The Pangu Continent was hidden in some corner of a parallel universe within the greater thousand worlds; trying to find it was harder than ascending to heaven.

"The Tribulation of Longevity and the Tribulation of Immortality are both coming. I'm going to transcend the tribulation," Yan Fatian said with a calm smile, then soared into the sky and vanished.

Every time he returned, Liu Gu would take a few bottles of wine and pour them before the old Daoist priest's grave, lest the old priest had nothing to drink in the netherworld.

Mofeng had been radiating a powerful aura, having already reached the peak of the Star Soul Realm, just a step away from the Star Extreme Realm.

The heroic spirit of Di Wujiang emitted a low roar. From the moment Ao Hong appeared, the roguish aura on the rabbit vanished once more. Di Wujiang's heroic spirit regained control of the body, raising its paws to slash out two claw prints.

Li Tianle's Blissful Myriad Transformations body could transform along with his clothes, so it didn't matter what he wore.

"Did you see how down and out I was back then and feel a sudden surge of sympathy?" I asked Ye Xing with a smile that was not quite a smile.

To make Man give up, I even mailed her two important addresses related to Ye Xing. I figured that if Ye Xing truly held such an important place in her heart, she would go and investigate.

"You! Who was drooling over you? Have you no shame!" Sizhen turned her head away from Sun Yanling's embrace and glared at him, her face flushed and hot.

Mingran smiled bitterly and shook her head. She caught sight of a dark shadow flashing past the doorway, knowing all too well that it was naturally Xiao Yichen.