Volume 1, Chapter 27: The Masters of the Four Veins Extend an Invitation to Chu Tianxing!

"Hahaha! Interesting indeed!"

Suddenly, seeing how formidable Chu Tianxing was, He Kuangzun laughed and issued an order: "Disciples of the Spirit Profound Realm from the Heartless Palace, free yourselves and go assist!"

Murong Ao repelled He Kuangzun with a spear thrust and shouted sternly: "Listen, disciples of the Spirit Profound Realm from the Profound Monarch Palace, protect Chu Tian—"

"They are merely in the Spirit Profound Realm; don't worry about me!" Chu Tianxing interrupted with a cold sneer, then charged toward the incoming Heartless Palace disciples.

"You don't need to worry about me either. Go back and help your Palace Master, Su Xiaowan; she doesn't seem to be a match for the Palace Master of the Night Palace."

Chu Tianxing glanced at Qi Mingyu, who was following behind him, and after saying this, he clashed with the Spirit Profound Realm disciples of the Heartless Palace.

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Ling Chen’s expression shifted. He immediately channeled his bloodline into the divine ring. The ring split into ten, swirling outward to encircle Ye Wushuang and closing in to strike.

As the thought crossed my mind, I saw protrusions emerging from the hundred-meter-wide blood-colored Taiji diagram in the sky. Gradually, they formed dense, blood-red sharp blades, radiating a fierce, domineering, and terrifying pressure.

The jade slip on the left came from the Saint King Yan Qing, bearing four simple words: "Walk together."

The village chief of Annihilation Village, Kayu, had a terrifying and mangled face beneath his white hair. His jaw was twisted and deformed, the tip of his nose had been sliced off, his right eye was nothing but a black hole, and his face was covered in crisscrossing scars, resembling a demon from hell.

Yet, in his line of sight, Bai Xiye remained as steady as a mountain, as if he had not seen the explosive Master Bai Ba at all.

That buxom woman in the blue dress was wearing makeup, her skin fair, but the two spots of rouge on her cheeks were exceptionally conspicuous. To be able to appear in such a setting and still blush after being kissed in public by Liu Changge?

Chu Yueqing, however, searched the surroundings with dull, unfocused eyes, and it took her half a cup of tea’s time before she finally recognized the Han Xiao before her.

"Would that friend of yours really be willing to give you such precious medicinal liquid?" Ling Xiayao asked again, though this time, her tone was slightly less welcoming.

Sivir said sternly: "Cassiopeia, remember, this is the only chance for your family to rise. I hope you won't do anything foolish!" Having said that, she took Lin Fei’s arm and led him down to the first floor, into a circular room.

Watching this "harmonious" scene, Xing Yao could not describe the exact feeling in his heart.

"Get up. Do you have a name?" Lost in thought, the White Bone Spirit was slightly dazed until the Monkey nudged her with his elbow, snapping her back to reality as she spoke.

'Zhang Ming' took out Yan's soul. It could be seen that her soul was quietly enveloped by the power of reincarnation, which was constantly nourishing Yan's slightly damaged soul—after all, a significant portion of her soul power had been drained by the mind in the reincarnation world.

The people in the hall had already received news of Bianliang City falling, and their brows were inevitably filled with dejection and despair. But upon hearing that the Song army had broken through Daming Prefecture, they were all invigorated, wishing they could gallop onto the battlefield to drive the Jin people back beyond Yanyun.

In fact, by the late Ming Dynasty, the military organization of various regions was primarily based on the camp system, without strict regulations. From a regional commander down to a squad leader, all could independently form a camp, so the number of people in each camp varied, and the scale of organization could be vastly different.

"Can I help being jealous? Big Sister doesn't want me anymore," Taozi said, hugging Sister Lin from behind, pressing his body tightly against her backside and rubbing vigorously.

Hearing the mockery, Qu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and punched the sensor glass. The training room immediately blared with an attack alarm. The piercing sound terrified everyone, causing them to lose their composure and scramble for cover.

Bai Qi was Bai Shu's cousin. The last time Yin Yi met him was during the Lunar New Year, half a year ago.

Just then, an energy blast flew from the side toward Renekton, striking him directly. The energy exploded instantly, blasting Renekton away.

As he thought, Zhang Yuan suddenly noticed that when Shi Hanyu heard that Bai Qi had helped Qu Xiaoxiao secure a song from the God of Music, he gritted his teeth in anger.

"I told you back then, if I ever made you cry, I would tell you a secret." Murong Luoyu’s thoughts were buried deep in memories.

Two Level 8 evolvers looked at Su Mu, very quiet, looking just like two well-behaved babies.

Could this Gao Chenxi be a fake? Is he an image of some immortal? He walked up to Chenxi and felt him carefully, discovering that he was a real person.

Longer casually released a ball of light with brightness comparable to a stadium spotlight, illuminating the path ahead. Under the light of the ball, he flicked the reins and rode his white horse into the dark, snowy plains.

But to use his trump card now was something the Heavenly Dao could not accept. He could say he hadn't even met Qin Yu yet; if he used this final method to escape now, it would be truly humiliating and might even leave him with a psychological shadow, which would be very detrimental to his growth.

Catherine frowned and pulled off her right glove in annoyance, revealing a hand covered in dense, black thread-like patterns.

Duyang Xiang raised his hand, having deliberately lowered his sprinting speed to give Klais a chance. After considering the attacks permissible under the condition of not wounding the opponent, he decided to use a move he usually employed to intimidate and stun prey.

"Even in death, Senior Sister will not let them succeed." That Senior Sister's expression turned cold, revealing a look of disgust.

Grandma pondered for a moment and said, "Rest here in peace." Then she left the room.

Mother Fan glanced at her son and was about to speak when Father Fan on the bed suddenly snorted, warning Mother Fan with a glare. Consequently, Mother Fan dared not speak, rising to press the bedside bell.

Pausing, he listened carefully. Lawrence thought he would be moved, or that he would miss this kind of life, or something of the sort; but in truth, he did not. Nonsense was still nonsense, and he still did not like it.

The First Division of the Allied Shinobi Forces, numbering over ten thousand, was currently crossing a canyon, galloping toward the battlefield on the border of the Land of Fire.

After arriving at White Cloud Temple, Zhai Nan headed straight for the inner courtyard. Before he even reached the place, he heard the miserable screams of Qin Hongxin.