Chapter 67

The guard unit charged toward Wang Yuhui with their incomparably hard antennae and limbs, blocking her from all directions and preventing her from getting even an inch closer to the broodmother.

Ye Xiu also had zero confidence in his ability to hold back the Anti-France Alliance from entering the Firmament World. To make the Anti-France Alliance retreat, a miracle would probably have to occur.

If he claimed he had seen it elsewhere, the other party would likely ask where he had seen it. If he claimed such a weapon had once existed, the other party would inevitably ask what the original weapon looked like or where it was obtained. Such a lie would inevitably require multiple lies to patch up, so it was better to simply admit it and be done with it.

Three figures slowly emerged one after another. Within their identical Rinnegan eyes, an overwhelming and terrifying power radiated unbridled.

Upon catching a whiff of this fragrance, Chu Nan broke into a faint smile. He knew he had succeeded. For his very first attempt at refining the Level 4 Shattered Comb Pill, even producing a single pill was something to be proud of. Moreover, there was no sound of pill explosion and no burnt odor. Even if some medicinal ingredients failed to coalesce, there would definitely be more than just one pill.

However, Lin Xian'er's gaze swept across the surroundings with apparent intent, and she discovered many people lurking about in a faint, dispersed manner. Their target was precisely this old man.

The Ye family relied on the treasures he left behind to maintain their status as a top-tier noble clan. Yet this talisman was merely a pass to enter the Heavenly Court and held no special utility, which was why it had remained in the Ye family for so many years.

Zheng Feng was well aware that the strength of the Nine Cities Alliance was initially not much inferior to that of the demon race. If properly prepared, they could completely withstand the invasion of the demons.

The city walls built by the Monster-Slaying Alliance stood over a dozen zhang high and more than three zhang wide, constructed by stacking sturdy black rocks.

Wu Yi merely replied to a few messages simply, without answering them one by one. He still had many matters on his hands and lacked the time. Admittedly, he did not mind leaking the conditions for founding a nation now, but even if he were to speak of it, now was not the time.

Lin Yu gave Leslie an eye-roll and decided to just speak her mind. As for organizing her speech—hmph, she would just say whatever she wanted. Whether a guy like Leslie could understand it or not, did that have anything to do with her?

At that moment, the translucent light barrier in midair suddenly trembled slightly. The next instant, Nai Changchuan's handsome face appeared on the light barrier.

Faced with Cui Ming's miserable and tragic state, the First Palace Master and the Third Palace Master gnashed their teeth in fury. Their hatred for Shu Ming was profound and boundless, burning like a raging crimson fire that threatened to burst from their chests, incinerating this realm into nothingness and reducing it to absolute ashes.

The same scene was playing out in every corner of Luoshui. Viewed from above Luoshui, a continuous stream of people could be seen surging toward a certain location in the Second Ring City. Meanwhile, Mond and the puppet Kong Si, both sitting in their respective offices, simultaneously received a notification.

"Just look at the dress, what's inappropriate about it!" Su Qing said somewhat gloomily. This wedding dress had a low neckline, and she had never worn a low-cut garment before, making her feel intensely awkward.

Xuan Mofeng did not get annoyed, maintaining his cold expression. Li Chenglong's performance today had drawn his attention. With the righteous factions currently in decline, to win this game of chess, they needed to unite every force that could be united.

In truth, Muen's guess was correct; this was a self-created spell of Amenar and also his proudest creation.

A hundred people have a hundred minds, and a thousand people have a thousand minds, making them impossible to align. Qin Wu could not say that the path chosen by the First Palace Master was wrong. If the First Palace Master succeeded in subduing the Three Yin Slaughtering Divine Blade, perhaps that path would prove to be right.

Just as all the Heavenly Venerate Dao Soldiers on Wu Yi's side took to their swords in flight once again, preparing to provide backup for the four surviving Heavenly Venerate Dao Soldiers, an increasing number of griffin knights were flying in from the horizon.

When he was still a full dozen meters away from Jian Yi, Jian Yi could already feel the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy seemingly freezing in a single instant, making it difficult for him to even maintain his flight.

Zhao Zhen was caught in a dilemma. He felt that Liang Feng had handed him a difficult problem—which option should he choose?

"From the bone structure of your back, one can tell that your physique is quite extraordinary. You have a chance to become a god. I certainly haven't found the wrong person; it's you." The iceberg beauty finally gave an utterly irrelevant answer to Li Kuafu's question for the very first time.

He believed that as long as one was Chinese and possessed even a shred of backbone, there was no one who wouldn't hope for a chance to return to the War of Resistance Against Japan and slaughter the invaders.

However, when he projected his divine sense to probe the valley where the Kaitian Sword Sect was located, he was taken aback once again.

Yes, you guessed correctly; he came to this university for a reason and a purpose. What purpose? Perhaps you have all guessed it—to await the outbreak of border conflicts between China and Vietnam.

Fan's height was not particularly towering, but he was at least slightly taller than Jin Yuan, who stood at 172 centimeters. When competing for headers, Giovanni van Bronckhorst still stood a chance.

With a thought, his body flashed backward hundreds of meters while simultaneously controlling his flying sword to pierce toward the two of them.

However, the sword cultivation expert had already achieved his goal; his companion had successfully escaped the area during that brief window. Looking ahead at the empty space devoid of any enemies, Liu Mu used his arms with force, pulling back the slowly advancing heavy sword.

"How about that? Just like that, we've crossed paths with the Night Rakshasa Palace," Zhao Linglong walked over.

When the two faces completely fused into one, Ye Feiying could hardly believe his eyes.

The sharp pain suddenly striking his heart instantly snapped the Deep Sea King out of his hypnotic state.

However, before capturing the imperial city, he felt the need to test whether there were any hidden experts lurking within. Therefore, he had ordered General Tianbo to provoke the royal family.

Huge hot air balloons hung with banners drifted with the wind, and promotional posters for the two competing teams were plastered all around the stadium. Traffic control had been implemented in five surrounding areas ahead of time to ensure the flawless execution of this grand tournament.