Volume 1, Chapter 45: Born, Fraternal Twins

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His body was still undergoing some terrifying transformations, but Zhu Minglang was unable to step forward and stop him with his sword at this moment. Dense swarms of evil bat-dragons forced him back, seemingly intentionally buying time for Black Fiend Wuluan to complete this thorough demonization.

Only Zhang Cong, whose two memorials concerning Confucius suddenly shocked the entire realm, was universally recognized as a grand master of Confucianism.

Zhu Hai decisively ordered to open fire, instantly killing over a dozen people. These indigenous people scattered in all directions, believing them to be gods walking among mortals.

"Boss, there's a bit of trouble now. I need to consult your opinion before making a decision," Chen Xiangyang said on the other end of the phone with a slightly awkward expression on his face.

"Do you want one, Brother Xin? I still have another bag in my backpack," Li Datou said, preparing to take out another bag for Zhao Xin.

Looking less like a Buddhist practitioner and more like a furious, injured divine beast of the wild, his single eye stared fixedly at Zhu Minglang with a venomous glare.

The police had concentrated all their attention on Ye Zhixing at this moment, viewing her as the prime suspect.

A few years ago, she had possessed the Princess of Shu who was pierced to death by a volley of arrows. The Princess of Shu was a heroine among women, utterly devoid of fear in the face of life and death. She had no questions to ask, only begging Chu Qing to deliver the enemy's intelligence to her young emperor brother.

"Do you think that if I truly wanted to deal with Zhu Minglang, he would still be safe and sound right now?" Zhao Yu retorted.

The hardness of the mountain body within the Heaven-Supporting Peak exceeded that of the outside world's mountains by more than a thousandfold. Even a being at the divine realm could at best cause a single cliff face to slide, and the weight of the rock was extraordinarily unusual. Not even gods with divine arms, strong bodies, and indestructible vajra physiques could remain unscathed amidst such mountain-collapsing falling boulders.

Seeing Qin Yuan enter the formation, the various Nether Lords each chose a spot to their liking and successively slipped into the array. However, they felt the formation diagram coil around them, wrapping each of them up and making it difficult for them to move freely. A slight sense of alarm arose among the Nether Lords, and when they tried to struggle, they felt the formation diagram wrap around them even tighter, as if it anticipated their attempt to break free.

Because they simply could not fathom what use there could possibly be in inviting Boss Ye over at a time like this.

Feng Qiange smiled faintly, reaching out to take the Glass Heart from his hand. This was something he had once bestowed upon her; after she refused it, he had kept it with him all along, never expecting it to have such a use today.

However, Morehil was not someone given to hesitation. Once he realized that Wei Jingzhe had come to rescue him, he immediately took Frostwind Proud-Snow and teleported away in pursuit of the Hongming Leopard outside the city, exiting the City of Annihilation in just a few bounds.

The weather remained intensely hot. After covering merely a hundred meters, Liu Tao and Chen Siyu were already drenched in sweat.

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The other was reserved for the academy's dean, senior faculty members, and various department heads.

"Prepare to die!" Seeming to share a telepathic connection with him, Yang Chonggui charged forward on horseback while decisively twisting his waist and extending his arm. The heavy-headed spear in his palm shot out like lightning, thrusting straight toward the opponent's face.

"Cursed old scoundrel!" Qin Yuan cursed, wishing he could kill him a few more times just to vent the hatred in his heart.

This mirror looked rather extraordinary at first glance. The entire mirror body was as black as charred coal, the outer rim engraved with churning sea and roaring wave patterns, the inner section adorned with a resplendent rising sun, and the third inner circle carved with exorcism and demon-suppressing talismans. In the very center of the bronze mirror was a square prison frame, housing a Four-Gourd Demon-Devouring Pearl.

His eyes welled with tears as he allowed the gentle breeze to blow, carrying with it a sense of despair. At a moment like this, what could tears possibly represent?

"Could someone actually be living in here?" Sha Duetian said, implying that if no one lived there, all the treasures inside would belong to him.

Xiang Dongxue forcefully wiped her hands on her clothes, simply unable to stand such filthy and stinky things. Anyway, Qu Qingxin's enhancement potion had already been snatched, and everything that needed to be done had been done. With a toss of her hair, she walked out of the alley with an elegant catwalk.

Si Qing was a reliable man; being with him had become a habit and a mutual responsibility for them both.

Zhao Liuyu thought about it for a moment and realized it really made sense. She had sat in the teahouse for the entire night, weighing all possibilities and remaining unable to make a decision, fundamentally because she had taken a few too many factors into consideration.

The young man who had previously cried his eyes out and refused to go to the film crew was now swaggering in directly through the main entrance.

Li Zhengquan hurriedly patted Jin Zhonghuan's shoulder and then pointed toward Wang Tian's direction.

During this period, that voice in the depths of Tang Wan's heart sounded once more, but this time she ignored it.

Li Jing'er's expression was somewhat stiff; she had no way to force herself to put on a pleasant face for others only for them to look at her with expressions of "fool" or "serves you right," mocking her.

Fan Shuiqing raised an eyebrow; this matter was indeed a bit beyond her expectations.

To true members of the Celestial Clan, companion spirits were like the finest miraculous elixirs, possessing boundless wondrous uses.

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"Denied!" Zhao Yu couldn't even be bothered to listen, directly hanging up the phone before continuing to busy himself with Lu Qianji.

Given Ouyang Jinwei's age—in her twenties—and her cultivation at the True Origin Realm, how could such innate talent and aptitude fail to astound everyone?

"Spiritual Power Attachment! Destruction Flash!" A massive beam of destructive sword light flew toward the giant wolf, leaving a deep scar etched into the ground.

The membership of the Hegemonic Determination Sect was extremely small; this was a universally acknowledged fact on the continent. However, the strength and influence of the Hegemonic Determination Sect were the greatest; this was likewise universally acknowledged across the continent.

Yang Ming roared a low command to Chen Shushu without looking back, slamming his foot down on the accelerator. Chen Shushu, who had not yet settled into a proper posture, careened forward and bumped into the back seat once again.

This vibration was extraordinary. Not only was the entire grand hall trembling because of it, but it also inexplicably made everyone's hearts shudder violently, causing their souls to tremble without reason.

"Damn it, what are you afraid of? You've been turtled up inside the ring all along and haven't exposed yourself at all. Look at me instead—sigh, I probably have nothing left to live for anymore!" The golden donkey rolled around on the ground, completely letting loose its nature.

Chandler was already accustomed to Yi Yang's brilliant passes. He amicably rubbed the head of that rookie wearing number one, feeling as though playing alongside this guy made him grow several years younger.

Lord Xingling was somewhat dissatisfied; his mood was extremely anxious, and he was filled with anticipation for this breakthrough. Therefore, he appeared thoroughly displeased with Zhao Yu's "intentional delay."

No matter how he pleaded, Li Xuan refused to agree, leaving the two sides with no choice but to battle again in three days. The idle young aristocrats present placed their bets accordingly; with odds of one to three, most still wagered on the Mighty Great General.

"You are also a cultivator of Tongtian!" Yun Chen was startled, but he was even more astonished by the place called Ruan Cheng, because a sense of familiarity stirred deep within the recesses of his mind.

With long sleeves fluttering, Xuan Chen raised his head toward the heavens, and another massive meteorite from beyond the skies was once again summoned down by his Star-Plucking and Cloud-Turning Sleeves, crashing straight toward the Supreme Elder.

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