Chapter Seventy-Two: Supreme Immortal Art, Manifesting Divine Power Before All!

But his strength was far inferior to Tang Chen’s, and with the added suppression from the electric force, his power was further restrained. At this moment, he could not withstand it at all.

This era was chaotic and turbulent; ordinarily, there would be several nations, but the king’s control over his country had been weakened to the extreme. Because the enfeoffed nobles had direct authority over their lands, simply put, within their domains, the nobles were absolute rulers.

Lin Feng understood modern society far better than Diao Chan; thus, when crossing the dimensional rift, he cast dozens of concealment spells in succession. Sure enough, the moment he stepped out of the rift, Lin Feng sensed countless surveillance devices around him.

Chu Taixu moved again, but as he stirred, a sudden flash of icy light streaked past, bringing a chilling aura.

“Alright, when are we flying to America? I’ll arrange my schedule in advance.” Wang Zhonglei personally took charge of the matter.

Compared to the fighting style of Golden Core disciples, the combat of Nascent Soul cultivators was far more agile, thanks to the presence of domains.

These three points are centered around the residences of the discovered vampire leaders, each forming a vertex of an equilateral triangle.

Wen Renming’s artifact forging skills were the strongest among everyone present, except for himself. Now that his forging furnace had exploded, he had no choice but to face elimination.

The final spot in the Tank Regiment was about to be revealed, but Lin Leyao interrupted Chang Ge at that crucial moment, much to the anxiety of the giant sword-wielding players who had been waiting in suspense. As Lin Leyao and Chang Ge conversed, they too remained restless, whispering and chattering amongst themselves.

These days, Zhang Yi naturally lingered with Su Wanqing; a newly picked flower bud must be admired for a while. Su Wanqing often visited Zhang Yi whether she had business or not, truly embodying the saying: once you taste the marrow, you crave more.

Auntie Yi didn’t care and replied casually, but Qin Huaiyu, reclining on her quilt, was instinctively startled.

After Yu Ya finished playing, enthusiastic applause filled the venue, and all eyes turned to Sheng Jing, since Yu Ya was brought by him.

In the next moment, spiritual energy erupted from Zhao Xuan’s body, surging into his arms, and his aura soared higher and higher.

He was about fifty years old, the age when one should accept destiny and view matters with calmness and harmony, but in reality, he harbored a perverse, demonic soul.

After Duanmu Changfeng spoke, most people remained silent, for if they handed over their money and didn’t use it, someone else might withdraw it, leaving them at a loss.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei’s expression was as grim as if he’d swallowed something foul. He glanced at the empty field, now left with only a single ordinary medicinal herb, the Flame Ginseng.

Tagore watched Dragone, who seemed possessed, and advised him to take care, then left his side.

She wanted her sister to follow along, to prevent him from attracting flirts and entanglements outside.

Once the nationwide hotpot restaurant opened, Yu Yang’s future extravagance would no longer be a concern.

The python’s inner core could improve human constitution, greatly enhance external spiritual power, and had detoxifying effects. With this core, the marsh gas here could no longer corrode Li Wujie, and it would also ease Yating’s workload.

After finishing his words, his aura grew more dangerous, his cultivation fluctuated even more, and a pungent scent emanated from him.

However, forcing a breakthrough caused his true energy to flow backward, and finally, he couldn’t hold it anymore and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

“How strange, why is there a gate here?” Ye Xuan was startled. According to the story he knew, when the axe reached the hands of the Celestial King, the exit in the blood cave would be revealed, but now, where did this gate come from?

Zhen Yuanzi listened as Hua Wulei chattered beside him, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the Celestial Court—more precisely, on Sun Wukong’s golden body above it.

The Old Turtle clearly didn’t want to discuss this, for he had nothing to say. Demons from all realms fought against the immortals and Buddhas, and as a demon himself, he had no comment to offer. It was, after all, an embarrassing matter.

He had been targeted by another faction’s disciple; it was obvious—either the Huangfu family or the Xiao family had sent someone after him.

Today, Liu Yunting seemed especially radiant. Normally she rarely wore makeup, but now her face was adorned with a subtle touch, her smooth, black hair gathered into a bun, a lovely yet poised pink top, and her lower half dressed in a skirt with leggings.

Knowing that Du Luo disliked flattery, Sakura directly led him into a luxurious room to rest—Li Li’s bedroom. The two bathed together in the grand bathroom, Sakura tending to him diligently, and herself easing the pangs of longing.

Du Luo’s eyes lit up; in the next instant, without needing a command, Black Eye appeared, transforming into a streak of black light and flying into the mountain’s depths.

“If that’s the case, I fear our Immortal Realm may be the same.” Huang Quan even managed to laugh.

As he spoke, his right hand rose, clouds and winds gathered in the air, forming a giant misty palm that struck down with a roar. Within the sea of consciousness, the power of curses invaded! With this move, Gai Shi was clearly going all out. He had resolved to take Xiang Gangtian’s life, not even bothering to ask who he was.

“This is the Grand Star Array.” Kun King spoke calmly, even smiling slightly as he glanced teasingly at the Celestial King Tianlu beside him.

Chen Xiaoran didn’t explain much; after all, explanations would be lost on the child. He turned and left.

Murong Xuan was momentarily stunned by Luo Hao’s question; the other’s expression suggested genuine ignorance. Yet, based on her understanding of Luo Hao, he might have already reached this realm without knowing its true name.

This was the first quasi-emperor he had ever seen in this age, always giving Dian Feng a sense of uniqueness; he could feel that the Buddha Lord was stronger than Tuogu.