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"The Dao foundation of the Beast-Taming Tyrant Body has attributes. Its domineering constitution conflicts with your fate, preventing your Myriad Beast Spirit Blood from circulating effectively. This leads to frequent deficiencies in blood energy, and at times, even coagulation!" Lu Chen explained in detail, leaving Yao Yuekong wide-eyed with astonishment.

The Azure Dragon also noticed that Zhuoyong was hesitant and hiding something, but since they were strangers, he felt it improper to pry. Now that they had gone to the side hall to talk, he turned to inquire of Ling Yun. The Azure Dragon’s intentions were clear; he knew the barrier in the side hall could not stop Ling Yun from peeking, and he was inciting Ling Yun to investigate.

He stared out the window in silence, yet I could clearly sense a profound sorrow radiating from him—a thickness that inexplicably infected me with sadness as well.

Feeling the difficulty of circulating the Internal Harmony Dao Heaven Scripture, Qin Fang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"So... for my future cultivation... in addition to comprehending the laws of the world and nurturing my innate world, I must add another task—to comprehend and construct a cycle of reincarnation!" Feeling the changes within his innate world, Ling Yun thought to himself.

If Ling Zhou and the others met with misfortune, he would fare no better. He could already imagine the stormy onslaught from his political enemies.

However, their smiles were met only with a disdainful snort from the uniformed officers.

He flew over a dozen meters away and landed on the ground in a sorry state, vomiting blood incessantly.

She could not imagine that Bao Shiyi, who had sung on stage while crying so desperately and heartbrokenly, could beat someone to such a state.

"I will ask you only one question: Bai Qianyu is your disciple, isn't she?" Bai Kui showed no fear, looking directly at Tie Lingfeng and speaking loudly.

That night, Xia Tian visited Leng Bingbing’s home. He had promised her that whether he was leaving Jianghai or returning to it, he would let her know. Of course, he didn't come here just for that; he also wanted to take the opportunity to finally "devour" the police beauty who had slipped through his fingers last time.

For years, he had been seeking a way to break his shackles and regain the ability to level up, but every effort had been in vain. Yet today, right now, he was not only able to break the shackles but could also rank up directly!

Clang! The sword struck the monster's maw head-on, producing a sound like clashing steel. The creature's mouth was terrifyingly sturdy.

"Big brother, just tell me. Whatever you need me to do, I will certainly do it," Zhao Yuji said hurriedly.

"Did I ever say that?" Mo Xibei feigned ignorance, glanced at Hong and Lü, and resumed tapping on the abacus at her side.

"That may be so, but you must not think that way, nephew. If you can defeat Cao Qiudao, I believe you will be deservedly the number one swordsman in the world. Your uncle has wagered fifty thousand coins on you! Do not let me lose everything!" Tian Dan said with a smile.

Time passed second by second, but Ma Fei felt increasingly anxious: Where exactly was Leng Yue? What kind of torment had she suffered?

The black divine sword had been completely refined and subdued by Chen Yun, now nourished within the Yin fish of the Yin-Yang Divine Map. The sword no longer possessed its previous unruliness; under the mysterious aura of the map, it appeared remarkably docile, occasionally emitting ripples of excitement and fawning.

Amidst a sky-filling crimson glow, a massive black shadow roared at the heavens. A vast fluctuation rippled in all directions like a tsunami. This was not merely an energy disturbance, but a soul fluctuation of towering magnitude—a terrifying existence.

"But this cannot change your destined failure. One last time: will you hand over the money obediently, or will you accept death?" The leader had fully regained his senses, his eyes gleaming with the fervor of battle. Despite asking Aiya if she would surrender, he had already decided to fight Afei regardless.

At this moment, everyone in the arena was in shock, naturally failing to notice that one of Liu Long’s bodyguards was missing.

The situation was entirely different now; the strength of the East Sea human race was quite formidable, at the very least on par with those powerful empires. What they truly lacked was the number of great transcendent beings.

"Are you Tang Shishi?" The effects of the alcohol had begun to dissipate for Cha Duoyu, and he was feeling much more sober.

That day, Jiang Han showed Lin Xue his phone, which contained several videos—all of them lewd and filthy scenes between Luo Dong and his various benefactors and mistresses.

Thus, in this inexplicable tacit understanding, Steward Liu, the defendant in question, was temporarily abandoned.

Even so, the Imperial Flame Dragon seemed to possess the strength of ten thousand tons. Under such pressure, Tong Long could only struggle to hold on; never mind a counterattack, whether he could even save his own life was in question.

After discussing the matter, Wuxuan smiled and opened the sword case, showing everyone what the two swords looked like.

Compared to the Buddhism of later ages, it appeared far too savage, overbearing, and unrestrained; it was no wonder it would suffer repeated disasters of destruction and persecution.

Capturing a sovereign of a nation was a monumental achievement. As long as they succeeded, promotion and titles would be within easy reach, and they would become people above others. Thinking of such a bright future, how could they not be excited and filled with high morale?

Although Bai Yi’s words were tactful, they clearly expressed his intention to protect Liu Fangqing.

Foreigners did not work as tirelessly as Chinese businessmen, so George generally had no social engagements and would often find himself idle when staying at home.

Along the way, with police cars clearing the path and dozens of government vehicles escorting them, the glory left Jin Bang feeling incredibly smug, his mouth grinning from ear to ear.

Perhaps due to the immense pressure she had been under over the past few months, Beigong Lingyu’s condition did not improve; even after inviting several famous specialists from Sakura Club for a consultation, there were no signs of a swift recovery.

In a stretched Lincoln, accompanying Zhao Hao were John Riccitiello of EA and Yves, the head of Ubisoft.

The Japanese premiere rights were sold for 700,000 RMB per episode, which set a new, high benchmark.

"On what grounds do you call me shameless!" Seeing her counter-accuse him, Tang Jin, ignoring his own injuries, retorted.

Fortunately, he was a man of firm will. Within a few breaths, he forced his spiritual power to circulate. The spirit tree and the nebula cluster emitted a hazy brilliance, and the lightning striking down from the horizon slowly weakened and vanished.

Hearing Toriya’s words, Zhao Hao, who had been about to say something, suddenly stiffened slightly. The energy within the Arcane Grimoire surged, enveloping him.