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Fortunately, her visit gave her the exact opportunity to deal with those vixens that the damned Zheng Wang was so fiercely protecting. Once she had her fill of amusement and left, she and her husband would still be the undisputed monarchs of this place.

"Keep attacking that one, ignore the other for now," Du Ziteng said, closing his paper fan and pointing at the tier-5 undead soldier, looking every bit like a conqueror surveying his domain.

"I told you long ago, bring out all your tricks, otherwise our battle destineds you to be nothing more than a mere sidekick taking a beating!" Xu Hong looked at Cheng Shazi and sneered.

With such formidable influence, if he were to enter the barbarian tribes deep within the Miaojiang region harboring malicious intent, General Chu could not possibly imagine what kind of seismic shock it would bring to the barbarians.

A series of crackling sounds echoed out as the spiritual robe was completely destroyed by the aura radiating from the "Spear of Nether Fate." The top-grade Earth-tier robe was now utterly ruined beyond repair. Retaining its momentum, the "Spear of Nether Fate" struck heavily into Daoist Qingxuan's body.

Immediately afterward, he made a courageous decision—or, in the words of Pirlo and other teammates, a shameless one.

"First, I cannot let old Liu down. Second, purely because of your refusal to sell this item to foreigners despite all your hardships and trials, I cannot screw you over," Yu Qiaqing said with an expression of utter openness.

A goalkeeper who kills with his voice? He was truly the only one. If outfield players were included, perhaps the butcher Gennaro Gattuso could count as one, and Keane was also a quite monstrous character capable of killing people; as for others, none could genuinely be found.

System prompt: Naming successful. It has automatically split into the Yata Helmet, Yata Robe, Yata Pants, Yata Boots, Yata Bracers, and Yata Cloak.

"There is no need to be so afraid; no one in Dezhou dares to act presumptuously in my presence." Chen Danqing's tone was exceptionally arrogant.

The divine dragon within his internal consciousness world harbored a sense of longing toward the imperial dragon Qi of mortal human dynasties, the so-called veins of the true dragon of the earth, which condensed the aura of the supreme sovereigns of humanity and the destiny of the human race.

"Hey! You can't say that, brother! We get along so well, and since you have such a fine little sister, you simply must introduce her to me!" Liu Yong said with a thick skin.

However, the moment such a powerful attack made contact with the dead qi, it was like encountering water, emitting a sizzling sound as the dead qi and the flames began to dissolve simultaneously.

Although their individual combat strength was lacking, as long as they were properly trained, their overall combat capability would certainly not be weak.

With no other choice, Chen Buyi could only follow the Supreme Daoist's instructions and,借助ing the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, prepare to merge his body with the Heavenly Dao of the solar system.

"Master Lin, I'm truly sorry for failing to keep my subordinates in line," Brother Qiu said, rubbing his hands together in apology.

Regarding Wangcai's taunts, Qin Yi felt he had become completely immune; sometimes, habit truly does become second nature.

"Regardless of whether what you say is true or false, once I defeat Aineide tomorrow, I will naturally notify the other kingdoms!" Snivellus said firmly.

This was not a wild guess on his part. Just moments earlier, he had actually used White Lightning, gathering the thunder in his palm; although he could hear the crackling sound of the electric current, no light was visible whatsoever. The entire tunnel was completely engulfed by darkness, with light reduced to the weaker side.

Without further thought, Jun Yi lowered his posture slightly, looking at Mu Qiyun—who had passed out and was still twitching slightly. A cold sneer curved the corner of his mouth as he reached out, pressed directly against Mu Qiyun's glabella, and channeled a wisp of bloody, freezing chill into him.

[Heavenly Soul Mercenary Corps Restart Scroll]: Upon use, you will restart the once-famous Heavenly Soul Mercenary Corps and become its contemporary commander.

Moreover, as a generation of God of Law, theoretically only his output could inflict such massive damage. This was their sole remaining option.

It was precisely during that period that she utilized almost all her resources—including borrowing her parents' influence to狐假虎威 (flaunt their power)—to gather information from around the world, focusing particularly on spellcraft related to Eastern lands.

Wucheng looked at the smiling face before him. To be honest, he really wanted to shatter it to pieces. However, since reaching out does not hit a smiling face, there was nothing Wucheng could do about Coulson's attitude except accept it and silently suppress the anger in his heart.

A crack could be seen running all the way down from his forehead, across his brow and the bridge of his nose. Inside the fissure, his blood was burned out, his internal organs were entirely destroyed, and the residual Nether Dark True Force barely "glued" his rapidly disintegrating body and primordial spirit together.

Furthermore, since he had already brought his son to the capital, Zhao Gong now had the option of holding a hostage. He had no need to choose the extreme and severe consequence of assassination.

Well... it seemed other classes actually did have them, though the cooldowns were very long and the durations very short.

Of course, this mischievous brat's combat prowess was actually quite decent. Trying to teach him a proper lesson without endangering his life was going to be somewhat difficult.

However, while this method could raise the levels of descendants from prominent families, their improvement in combat awareness was extremely limited. Consequently, among the scions of great families, high-tier professionals who possessed high levels but very mediocre actual strength frequently appeared.

Wang Chong was momentarily stunned, but the two flying swords he had prepared long ago transformed into rainbows trailing one another, bursting forth into a purple and a golden sword-light that writhed and coiled like dragons.

This was the first time she had seen Shi Qi'an since the incident occurred. Seeing his smiling face felt just like looking at a venomous snake darting out its forked tongue, sending a chill through her entire body.

Now that she was given this chance, she was determined to find it, apologize, and beg for its forgiveness.

These defensive spells had been refined into the Luohao Banner; when activated in combat, they erupted into brilliant rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors dazzling the eye.

Jiang Yu sat across from him with a furrowed brow. She had no desire to deal with this person's charlatanism; having died once already, she had nothing to fear.

Even in terms of cultivation depth, Xiao Nan no longer wanted to figure out what level this disciple had reached in practicing the Twenty-Seven Fire Dragons Technique.

The stars twinkled brightly in the sky, and a crescent moon emitted a clear, cold light, with the constellation Scorpius clearly visible directly to its right.