129 Chronic Gastritis

However, the attacks of mages have one distinct advantage known as consciousness manipulation—once mages release a spell, they use their consciousness to control it, directing it to strike their locked-on target.

Looking up, he saw the blade and remarked, "Oh! This foreign woman can perform magic tricks." He blocked with his silver hammer and reached out to grab the flying dagger, failing to notice that the princess had thrown two. This one came slashing down from above. It was only when Luo Ren was right there that he realized it, tilting his head just in time to have his left arm severed.

The skeleton soldiers all "ignored" Ye Kong, flowing past him on either side. Some of the black-armored knights even stopped to perform a knightly salute toward him.

For their film recreating the Earth era, they absolutely could not rely solely on famous figures; they needed a movie that would stun the audience, which meant casting all supporting roles to fill the film.

Furthermore, no players were willing to sell black-iron equipment; everyone kept it for themselves, striving to push into higher tiers. Even with ten silver coins, you couldn't buy a single pair of black-iron gauntlets.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, and his figure vanished from the spot, followed closely by the disappearance of the corpse puppet.

It was a freakish creature with fangs, covered in red scales with feathers sprouting from the gaps, and bone spurs protruding from its joints. Naturally, it was the Hearth-Core Demon.

Nan Wuxiang shook his head upon hearing this. Perhaps in the other party’s eyes, the Northern Sky Region was similar in size to Jinzhou, but the Northern Sky Region could not produce as much grain as Jinzhou, and Xiao Guangren and his associates would never agree to trade Central Plains territory for the Southern Frontier. Doing so would only risk increasing the tensions between the two regions.

By now, news about the Anzela merchants had spread across the entire planet, and naturally, everyone in this public area glared at them with disdain.

One could see Li Yuyun touching her own face, then looking at the three of them, as if she had suddenly understood something.

Although Ding Dan remained relatively calm, she still did not understand why these people were going to such great lengths to find her, nor who the "boss behind the scenes" they kept mentioning was. Her mind was filled with a cloud of suspicion.

"Don't panic. What haven't I, the Snake King, seen before? Forget about Macau, I’ve even dared to storm Las Vegas!" The Snake King maintained his dismissive tone.

Lei Chen wore a look of flattered surprise, but inside he was thinking: As expected, the main event is coming next.

A man with a buzz cut strode out. He was in his early thirties, the prime of a man's life. His muscles were like rock, far more perfect than any bodybuilder's. As he walked, he moved like a giant, roaming elephant, exuding an intimidating aura.

She had no intention of offering herself up; she was going to seek revenge on Xiao Zhe. Since it was revenge, she certainly could not expose herself prematurely.

Dahai did not fully understand his meaning. Seeing Xiao Yiqian sitting with his eyes closed, looking composed and confident, he did not ask further and retreated on his own.

This time, Cang Yun could hardly believe that Qing Ya was willing to give up a Yellow Springs Fruit, let alone how she had even made contact with the other party!

Nami was mortified. She didn't even understand what had gotten into her just now to make her pull off Meng Qi's quilt.

Moreover, the way they died was horrific, especially the bodies of the five elders, which had been reduced to piles of mush!

Yun Chi stared at the monkey, lost in thought. Generally, there is a传承 of memory between two generations of divine beasts, but it only unlocks once they reach a certain stage of cultivation. Yun Ji had unlocked the divine bird's power from the very beginning, but Yun Cang showed no signs of having received such a heritage. Could it be that the time had not yet come?

The power of the dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, causing even the Spirit of Fate, the Spirit of Causality, and the Chaos Giant to retreat.

"What are you doing?" Ning Liangyuan, hearing the commotion, emerged from the room and looked down at Nie Xiaoxiao.

The focus this boy possessed was easily infectious, causing those around him to become unconsciously focused as well.

The reason that boy was able to get this opportunity to be in the spotlight was because Wang Chao had fought for it on his behalf.

Politically, Nanjing’s importance was comparable to Beijing, as it was the first capital of the Great Ming Dynasty after its founding and the place where Zhu Yuanzhang’s dragon spirit first rose.

The remaining living members were organized by their date of initiation, with their identities, halls, and positions listed beneath their names.

Xu Moling held her hand with one side while wielding his feather sword with the other. Every malevolent entity that attempted to approach her was struck down by Xu Moling, turning into black smoke like moths to a flame.

Meng Yaofei, Ren Dongdong, Zhou Yi, and the others wanted to stay, but Ye Feng shook his head, signaling for them to withdraw temporarily.

Typical sects hold competitions every three, five, or ten years. A seven-year cycle like that of the Heavenly Dao Sect was something he had truly never seen before.

However, upon second thought, Lu Ren had also said that Long Zhu'er's situation could not be resolved in a short time; she had to comprehend the "Way of Wood" on her own. The "Way of Wood"—comprehending it would likely not be simple. There were no texts to consult and no cultivation methods to rely on for such Daoist arts; attaining enlightenment was too difficult.