Chapter 18

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Ordinary automaton crossbows typically use common spirit stones, while higher-quality ones require mid-grade spirit stones. However, the Eight Wolves Barrage, a disposable automaton crossbow, demands at least high-grade spirit stones.

Because the Reverse Scale Sword seemed deliberately opposed to him, coupled with the rushing waterfall, the young man had to expend considerable strength each time.

Yin Lou immediately scolded the former sternly, blaming her carelessness for giving the youth a chance to escape.

With eyes sharp as a hawk, Yan Wen felt a slight sweat break out on his forehead and, anxious, blurted out.

Having lived over a century himself, Zhu Xi could easily discern their stratagem: heads may fall and blood may flow, but the backbone must never be lost. Attempting to break the spine of the human race was sheer folly.

“So that’s the case. To have this person’s support is truly comparable to gaining the aid of an entire Feather Clan!” At this moment, Ji Cheng nodded slightly, naturally understanding the strength of Yu Luo and realizing that even a single Yu Luo now could rival an entire Feather Clan.

But where is Su Mu now? What has become of him? Questions flooded Bing Lan’s heart like a tidal wave; she feared that Su Mu might leave her forever.

“Heh, old dog, get your filthy paw off my nephew!” Just as Ji Cheng’s voice fell, Luo Xueyi’s cold and clear voice slowly rang out, and several overwhelmingly powerful sword auras shot toward the Shadow Slave, striking precisely at his arm without harming Ji Cheng in the slightest.

If he could acquire all these divine elements, then Long Xinglin’s power would grow even stronger. Moreover, each element could be externally released, allowing him to gain the upper hand in battles through favorable timing, terrain, and alliances.

That said, Yan Junpeng was already considered quite outstanding among this generation of disciples. Besides, Shi Tou’s disadvantage lay in a magical method counter that prevented him from fully utilizing his strengths, resulting in a one-sided outcome.

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A colossal fist, in the blink of an eye, tore through the void between heaven and earth, appearing before the Immortal Sovereign.

The speed of the Underworld Prison surged again, but Xu Yan noticed that Xu Yan also increased his pace, maintaining their distance within a safe range.

Seeing that the more he explained, the more the other could imagine, Jiang Yang decided not to continue. After all, Lord Weiwei had already settled matters, so it was best to leave it at that.

The group of prodigies gasped sharply. The Shen family’s Concentration Pills were well-known in Yuzhou and difficult to brew. A single bottle was quite valuable.

Jiang Yang had no mood to observe their “family of three.” She glanced last at Ye Tushen with reluctance, then silently withdrew her gaze and left without a trace.

The second round was again overwhelmingly one-sided. Zhang Yunze seemed unwilling to expend more effort, finishing with five consecutive three-pointers, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

At seven o’clock in the evening, Manila time, the National Basketball Arena in Manila was packed with 40,000 spectators, every seat filled.

“No problem, just freeze a little longer,” Luo Wusheng smiled faintly, as if offering a subtle reply to Adao.

For instance, everyone could see wandering centipedes and spiders in the sky. If you couldn’t see them, something must be wrong.

Their senses perceived nothing beyond each other. They indulged in pleasure for as long as it lasted, only ceasing when paradise ended.

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The generals already harbored great resentment toward Liu He, and with Shen Fei taking the lead, they immediately pounded the tables in unison. Except for Zhao Yun, even newcomers like Gao Lan and the Lü brothers joined in with several coughs. The entire command tent was filled with voices condemning Liu He.

Aunt Shen still didn’t know how to respond. At this moment, she dared not speak of Mu Qianmei’s virtues again. Given the Peach Blossom Fairy’s current hatred, she might even kill her on the spot.

After coming into contact with cultivators from Mu Chen and the Primordial Realm, Shen Hongyu realized that despite her considerable gains in the mortal world, her goals were now fixed on the Primordial Realm, rendering mundane matters largely useless to her. After some hesitation, she agreed.

“All right, stop arguing. Everyone fears death—that’s understandable. But Leng Ning was right: we are here to break the formation. Lingering here any longer won’t benefit us!” Mu Chen spoke quickly, trying to quell the crowd.

Upon Gongsun Ming’s statement, Gongsun Leng immediately stepped forward, ready to forcibly escort guests out. Seeing this, Zheng Cheng could no longer maintain his composure and dared not show any further defiance. He hurriedly bowed deeply, begging pitifully for mercy.

After all, this place was unlike the Qingyun Sect, with too many witnesses. If he really dared to act here, the resulting reputation damage for Wuling King Gu Haoqiong would be severe.

When Duan Yingzhuo launched his sword strike, Liu Tingfeng had already risen instantly, evading the lock of Duan Yingzhuo’s sword intent while unleashing his strongest sword technique: Wind Dance of the Cosmos.

All the powerful experts in the Star Sea had been slaughtered, leaving only Gong Liangjin struggling to hold on. Seeing that he could not last much longer, once he perished, the two demonic emperor-level attackers besieging him would be freed. At that time, countless allied cultivators might meet their demise at the hands of those two demonic overlords.