125 Chapter 125

Seeing that Wang Yang still failed to grasp his underlying meaning, Leng Lian sighed in frustration, "I agree with what Prince Feng said."

Although such words were heard at almost every match, Tian Xin still felt touched.

Mo Zheng and Nian Qi, who had been arguing quite heatedly, both fell silent simultaneously upon noticing the commotion between Chu Yan and Qian Xue. They watched the unfolding scene with keen interest, having reached a silent truce to observe the spectacle together.

The descendants of the Ye family, who had previously feared their house was finished, felt a flush of excitement as they watched Uncle Wang display his prowess once more, their eyes fixed intently on the void where the twin claws streaked by.

Having wandered here by chance, Mo Lan didn't stand on ceremony; she drew her sword and charged forward, only to find that the massive rock monster guarding the entrance had also awakened.

Before the words had even faded, a loud shout echoed from the distance—the angry roar of a young man in a suit, which struck terror into the hearts of the other children present.

Following the order of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and gold, the nine great dragon species are: the Crimson-Blooded Horned Demon Dragon, the Orange-Blooded Celestial Steel Dragon, the Yellow-Blooded Void Demon Dragon, the Green-Blooded Jade Fire Dragon, the Cyan-Blooded Star Soul Dragon, the Blue-Blooded Heart-Refining Dragon, the Purple-Blooded Heaven-Burial Dragon, the Black-Blooded Divine Underworld Dragon, and the Golden-Blooded Eternal Dragon.

Yan Jiaojiao lay on the ground, her raven-black hair fanned out across the floor. The hem of her seductive wedding dress was hiked up to her waist, revealing her feet bound by red silk.

"Sister, you must believe in yourself!" Lie Yan rarely offered encouragement, but this was the first time he had seen Mo Lan doubt her own alchemy skills.

"I see you’ve lost your head to lust and intend to agree to her terms; I’m just being cruel to be kind," Qu Nange said, her voice icy.

Having delved into the path of life-arrays, Jiang Xing naturally understood the terrifying power of a life-array master. Given enough time, with his current strength, he could fully manifest an array capable of killing a third-tier Life-Pulse cultivator.

As soon as she sat beside the Fourth Master, his hand slid along her leg and gave it a pinch, gauging the thickness of the fabric.

Elder Shen’s face had turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He didn't know what to say about his grandson; it was simply too shameful—utterly disgraceful.

The key to victory in this battle had shifted from trapping Yan Liang and Zhang He to blocking Yuan Shao’s reinforcements.

However, Cao Cao had already stirred much controversy by killing Bian Rang, and Chen Gong’s betrayal was precisely due to Cao Cao’s reputation for harming the virtuous. Moreover, Kong Rong was a descendant of a sage and held too much influence; one could not move against him lightly. Cao Cao tried his best to avoid Kong Rong, treating him like a buzzing, troublesome fly.

The next day, after breakfast, Gu Qiulan called Ma Qianyue in Y Province and instructed him to secure all the mountains.

The words of an ordinary person would carry little weight; even if he accused Wang Kun of murdering Prince Li Tai of Wei, no one would listen to him.

It was clear that the elder who had arrived was no match for Qi Cheng, and naturally, he would not attempt to spar with him.

The members of the Phoenix Clan smiled bitterly, wondering where this fool had popped up from, claiming to be a "Great Sage" and talking about "conquering with virtue."

After all, the Empress was the mother of the nation; it was understandable for this girl to try to claim kinship, but she could not disregard palace rules and fail to address her properly.

Stunned, her grip loosened, and Jian Yue took the opportunity to break free from her restraints, shoving hard before turning to flee.

He had never seen a monster, didn't know how to fight, and couldn't even fire a gun—he was just an ordinary, middle-aged man with a wife and a family.

"Since the debt has been collected, we shall not disturb the Patriarch of the Qin family any longer. Thank you for choosing the Heaven-Grade Shop; you are welcome to return!" The leader of the men in black smiled, cupped his hands slightly, and prepared to leave with his three companions.

After seeking everyone's consent, Shen Ting turned off the air conditioning and opened the window. Instantly, a biting, cold wind rushed in, its fierce intensity as if it intended to freeze everyone to death.

Ultraman Tiga was, after all, a hidden variable. In the past, when humanity lacked the strength to deal with monsters, they had indeed placed all their hopes on him.

Sikong Yujin looked back; though veiled by red gauze, he could still vaguely discern the figure inside.

A sense of foreboding rose in the heart of Odin, the King of Gods. He recalled his dream, as if he had seen the moment his own life would come to an end.

As the future flowers of the nation, it is our duty as citizens to contribute our strength to the country’s prosperity.

This was a good question, causing her to bare her teeth without uttering a sound. She had sufficient reason to suspect that this might be an undercover police officer.

He had originally intended to refuse in stern, harsh terms—he was Masaki Keigo, after all; how could he engage in something like a sneak attack?

When had the Ancient Realm ever cared about the experts of the martial arts world? As for the geniuses of the martial arts world, most people just laughed when they heard the term. In the Ancient Realm, everyone knew that the martial arts world was merely a discarded toy of the Ancient Realm. In the mundane world, martial artists might appear formidable, but in the Ancient Realm, they were nothing at all.