Chapter 59

At this moment, within Dugu Yan's lower dantian, boundless white clouds stretched as far as the eye could see. That was the wondrous sword qi transformed from the divine-grade Tianyuan Pill.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his heart: "Not good!" But when he tried to turn back to look, it was already too late. A heavy blow struck his back, the result of the fierce gale radiating from the Seven-Star Treasure Sword, and Ling Jiu felt his internal organs undergo a violent tremor.

First was flexibility training, which required daily adherence to stretching the tendons, ligaments, and muscles throughout the entire body to expand the range of motion in the joints. At the same time, various complex gymnastics exercises were performed to improve bodily coordination. The movements had to be precise, graceful, powerful yet relaxed.

Upon hearing Kolsar's inquiry, the base's intelligent AI, Athena, who had been on standby, immediately provided a reply.

After receiving the message in a daze, Mihu glanced down, turned on the high beams, and waited for the arrival of Sanzi and Erhu.

As for his magic robe, although it was also a defensive magical artifact, it had become scarred and riddled with holes under the fierce onslaught of the horde of demons, drastically reducing its defensive capabilities. Fortunately, once his dantian breathing technique was employed, it could automatically block the intensity of the enemy's attacks and damage.

"Big brother, what should we do? Those people go upstairs to eat and drink, while the two of us crouch here starving," Lin Fox complained to Earth Rat. The two of them were huddled in a corner a hundred paces away from the restaurant, with the Scent-Seeking Hound lying beside them.

He was hardly a fool. With eighty-four brothers having descended this time, seeing Ji Ruohua slaughter her way through more than eighty people with effortless ease and without sustaining the slightest injury, he instantly understood what kind of formidable existence this person was.

Hu Lina's face turned pale, and clutching her aching chest, she pointed at Zhao Haibo, rendered speechless with anger.

They loved slaughter and bloodshed, preferring to solve problems with violence. Whatever they wanted, they reached out and seized; whenever they saw resistance, they drew their blades and killed. The Outer Heavens had once been plunged into chaos by them.

Han Ge brought the items into the living room, glanced at the interior layout of the house, exchanged a few polite pleasantries with Liu Zhi, and took his leave.

Qiheng nodded and said, "Yet your zither music carries an abundance of sorrow, and within that sorrow, it is filled with fighting spirit." He stared straight at me, maintaining his usual overbearing demeanor.

Mr. Lan was so astounded by the "Seven-Feather Fan" that he was left speechless. Previously, let alone possessing a Heavenly-tier magical artifact, he had rarely even laid eyes on one. Now, Shen Feng had bestowed a Heavenly-tier artifact upon him so casually, which naturally made him feel flattered and deeply honored.

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On that day, although Shen Feng had captured Miao Zeshan's true body, he failed to capture Miao Zeshan's external avatar.

Structuring the script this way was naturally the most rational approach. When the time came, they would simply need to shoot a scene according to the script to ensure efficiency, leaving post-production editing for later.

Han Ge first looked around the bar and, finding the environment quite satisfactory, finally began to ask his questions.

"Rest assured, I know what I'm doing!" Li Han nodded solemnly. Afterward, he found Qin Mengling, who was engaged in a battle with a peak Quasi-Lord God, and together they left Xu Hong's new world within the Niwan Palace.

It was not that the research institute was located in a particularly sensitive position, but rather that deep underground here, there were countless layers of shielding preventing whatever was housed inside from posing a hazard to the Imatas on the surface.

"Did she dodge it?" Yun Huan gasped heavily. Her soul cultivation was on par with Lin Yue's, which was why she was the first to snap back to her senses.

"Understood, Bai Jiu takes his leave." With that, Bai Jiu retreated to the window, arriving silently and departing silently, even closing the window without a sound, as if he had never appeared at all.

Meanwhile, at the other two locations, the members of the Lin and Chen families, witnessing this scene, likewise hurled the black spheres in their hands simultaneously.

Meng Chao's entire image was now exposed to the public eye. Perhaps he didn't care, but in the livestream, Meng Chao looked like an exhibitionist wearing only underwear, a blood-spattered, cold-blooded butcher who hesitated not at all when striking.

Today was Xia Yuning's birthday, and the party was held in her cousin Guo Yu's villa—naturally, it was organized by Guo Yu as well.

She did not know why Meng Chao hadn't woken her up and let her sleep the entire day, but Han Xue had indeed slept very soundly last night. Partly because she was somewhat tired, and partly because with Meng Chao standing guard here, she felt completely at ease without needing to worry about any potential safety hazards.

Mi Anxian could not help biting her lips. Her heart had ached unbearably when she spoke those words just now, but no matter how much it hurt, she had to say them.

Zhao Fei had only asked tentatively, not expecting Liu阿九 (Liu Ajiu) to react with such agitation that he had no idea how to respond.

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The captive horseman cursed loudly in his native tongue. Li Chang, fluent in the herders' language, shook his head; if this fellow's martial prowess matched his proficiency in cursing, even the Great Wilderness would not have been able to capture him.

The old man felt a slight surge of goodwill toward Nangong Qiuxue at that moment. Besides, she was originally an outsider, and in the old man's eyes, she had simply done what befell a sect leader to do.

Ji Yun smiled, picked up the ingredients, and walked into the kitchen, while Chu Qingchan watched Ji Yun's busy back and let out a sigh.

The black market was undoubtedly of great benefit to the rogue cultivators of the Scorching Sun Territory and the five ranked clans.

Furthermore, considering that the technology would inevitably spread sooner or later, they figured that rather than letting foreign capitalist groups profit from it, they might as well make a contribution to the country.

"This—" Hearing this, the two of them wore puzzled expressions, somewhat failing to grasp the meaning of Qin Zhaohua's words.

At the core of that Ganala, everything had been reduced to fly ash, yet amidst the fly ash, a single metallic fragment remained.

"Then count it in!" The Son of Heaven agreed without hesitation. What did it matter if they used a few dancing girls for experimentation? Perhaps it might succeed.

However, the silent black man instantly let out a miserable shriek, his body shuddering violently in mid-air as his entire back bent backward at a bizarre angle, accompanied by the cracking sound of fractures. That was the sound of his spine being snapped.

From the southern pillar-like structures emerged bizarre zombies, crawling out one after another, numbering a full thousand.

Shen Tong's expression shifted slightly, and he instinctively raised his hand, intending to halt the cavalry behind him. Unfortunately, not all cavalry could execute orders with the precision of the elite Sui guards. Aside from the hundred personal guards, the other hastily assembled light cavalry units surged forward like a rolling torrent, splitting into four groups according to the prior plan and driving deep into the Sui military camp.

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