Chapter 52: How to Handle a Cast of Strictly Straight Men (17)

Behind Bai Tianlang, the four men at the eighth tier of the Annihilation Realm widened their eyes, disbelief plastered across their faces. Having followed Bai Tianlang for a very long time, they naturally knew the terrifying power of his signature move, the Blood-Colored Raging Saber. Facing this attack, even the four of them lacked the strength to retreat completely unscathed.

Opening her eyes, Jiuming looked at the massive canopy overhead and the "starlight" twinkling upon it. She blinked in confusion; weren't they on the ground just moments ago? How had they arrived here now?

Ever since the campaign began, this was the first time the Chu army had suffered a setback. Although they had only lost three thousand troops, it was an unprecedented defeat for the Chu army in recent years.

The figure in the black robe lowered his head, then leaped up, transforming into a patch of dark clouds that vanished among the numerous black eaves.

"Relax!" Xie Lang produced a pot of Erguotou from somewhere and handed it to him, before picking up another pot himself and drinking straight from the spout.

Xie Wan had made preparations in advance, deliberately selecting a group of capable and elite warriors from the regular estate guards, accompanied by several hidden guards. With a formation of thirty-six people dealing with fifteen, it was clearly not going to be too strenuous.

Chef Zhang smiled cheerfully as he ladled another bowl for Wang Xian. Elder Tang invited Chef Zhang to sit down as well, and after expressing his gratitude, Chef Zhang humbly took the very last seat.

None of the other cultivators present paid any attention to him. After all, in this conspiracy of mutual exploitation, Zhao Di was never supposed to be involved; he was merely unlucky enough to be dragged into it, and his strength was deemed the lowest, naturally failing to attract much notice.

"Therefore, everyone, please put aside all selfish distractions and help this duke win this battle!" Wang Xian said as he stood up and bowed deeply to the crowd.

However, her eyes were stealthily observing Yan Liang, and within that gaze, there actually lingered a peculiar look.

It is necessary to clarify one point: this "subsidence" is by no means the kind of subsidence we understand; it is a distortion of the timeline, a concept of space-time. Therefore, the materialized void was subjected to a squeeze from all directions, and the compression of the materialized void became even more intense.

Before the powerful, he habitually chose to submit. All my toil over so many days had finally yielded a result. Li Jiannan had surrendered. I directly planted a restriction within his body, and immediately asked a question that had lingered in my mind for a long time.

"Reporting to the Princess, yes." Yin Yufeng nodded. Su Jin pointed at the dying Shiying on the ground and said, "Then help me check what's wrong with him, and cure him for me. Once he's healed, I'll torture him properly." With that, Su Jin walked into the room.

Therefore, even though this lotus incarnation would consume his divine consciousness, Li Tian would still unhesitatingly maintain this pseudo-flesh body.

It was just that he had been startled by the sudden appearance of Yi Zhongtian moments before, and instinctively used his true strength to dodge backward, thereby exposing his actual power.

"Tatu, or what you call potatoes." Su Jin had originally said tatu, but suddenly remembering that potatoes were called malingshu in ancient times, she quickly corrected herself.

Tang Yun bent down and pressed his left hand onto Rodney's face. Under the influence of the [Gold-One] crystal on his back, pseudo-metal energy slowly surged out along his right index finger, forming a sharp metal spike.

Tang Yun spent most of every day tinkering with those three powered exoskeletons from Apocalypse.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were originally one entity, and these ancestral spirits were naturally the same. The ancestral spirit Zhujiuyin hurriedly forced time around the ancestral spirit Dijiang to decelerate... Meanwhile, lightning flashed and wind and rain raged around Qiongqi. Qiongqi was momentarily distracted, allowing the ancestral spirit Dijiang to narrowly escape Qiongqi's gravity domain.

The next moment, I felt everything go black before me. When light returned to my eyes, I found that I had actually arrived in another space.

To avoid being treated like a monster by the doctors and his parents outside, Lin Fan obediently let out a cry.

In the cultivation world, it was inherently a realm where the strong preyed on the weak, and privileges had always existed. Of course, this so-called privilege was reserved exclusively for the strong.

"So that's how it is. I'm afraid the most attractive thing about this ancient battlefield is not the double cultivation speed, but the fact that one can find a bloodline power suited to oneself here," Xue Ling said with a look of realization.

"I originally thought only scum among the human race would be ungrateful and bite the hand that feeds them, but I never expected even high and mighty dragons to be such beasts, completely devoid of humanity," Linyiyi looked up at the giant dragon head and laughed with utter disdain.

"Strong..." Lisa thought to herself that if Tian Ermiao's performance was anything like what she had witnessed in the ancient tombs of China, the God of Thunder would not have used the word "strong" to describe it.

Back then, she had encountered Helan Yi, who was a God Emperor guarding the Temple of the Moon. He had even claimed that she was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor and was connected to the Temple of the Moon.

Then, Rowling's face turned red, because she heard Kelly's soft moans and the sounds of impact.

In the end, he could only abandon the thought of killing Zeng Pangsan, and suppressing his fury and murderous intent, he turned his head away.

Emerging from the restroom, he saw the police station director talking to Cheng Xiameng. Judging from his attitude, he should have already verified Cheng Xiameng's identity.

However, after the Sea of Reincarnation shattered, a majestic surge of power erupted, directly colliding with and striking down the descending thunder blade.

"She has already woken up. It's enough to see that her condition is stable; going in to see her right now is not the best choice." Xuanqi was always like this; everything he did was for Mu Wan's own good. If something was disadvantageous to Mu Wan, he would rather not do it at all.

"I am planning to establish a National Defense Military Government and would like to appoint you as the Military Governor of Guangxi. What do you think?" Zhao Peng changed the subject and asked.

The fourth type of people were predators, viewing the other three types as targets and robbing them of the fruits of their labor.

He had offended Lin Fan solely because of that bastard Long Jianfei. Even if Lin Fan said nothing, he would still deal with Long Jianfei.