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That was a fierce beast, with the body of an ape, the head of a crocodile, a pair of wings, and a dragon's tail.

Countless gazes looked in shock at the refined young man standing on the city wall with a gentle smile on his face.

Every time, Ye Yang would take down the most powerful Emperor-grade demons before joining everyone else to wipe out the rest.

To go and ask Yonggui would be even more inappropriate. That would be equivalent to telling Bei Qing: We do not trust the Fourteenth Princess.

"Buy them with money?!" Both Chen Shijao and Huang Yuanbin popped their eyes in utter shock. An army buying equipment from those in charge of logistics? Wasn't this the kind of corruption that only occurred in war-torn regimes? When had the Dragon Country become corrupted to such an extent?

"I will take you to meet Lord Cui and check the Book of Life and Death; then everything will become clear," Dao Yuanzhen said without turning his head.

The masters of these two unknown palaces, upon seeing Chen Shijao, first wore surprised smiles and wanted to welcome him, but immediately stopped in their tracks, frowning in unison as they sized him up, even glancing back and forth between the black-and-white radiance on the ring and Chen Shijao's face.

With a soft sound, everyone except the half-step Sect Master-level powerhouse was sliced in two.

Chen Shijao was completely oblivious to the storms brewing outside. After returning home, he first went to the rooftop to practice the third section of the Solar Cultivation Method, then began preparing dinner. Nothing eventful happened at the dinner table; Zhou Ling simply asked if the computer clothing fit well, while Deng Shuyu wore a look of envy. Everything else was remarkably ordinary.

"Lianqiao is still inside the Demon Palace! If it truly were him, he would never act like such a coward!" Lady Dowager Shu said, her anger flaring up once more.

Little did she expect that later on, far from framing Tong Ruo as she had intended, she herself became the one being utilized.

Filled with vexation and anxiety, Sang Li originally thought that if she retreated just a little further, Mu Yun would let her go. However, she had underestimated Mu Yun's endurance and mood tonight. When Sang Li's body had retreated to the absolute limit, the expression on her face finally began to crack.

"Because the moment my Blood Soul Hand is successfully executed, it will unleash three hundred percent bonus damage. Turn into blood mist for me!" The Prince of Han looked at Lei Yu with a confident sneer.

The scorching, bloody water had already crept up Xiyu's feet. Even though she was merely a lonely ghost, she still felt the pain.

With that whip, Zhang Xiaotong used all her strength. All her hatred and all her pain erupted in a single instant.

Although the pain-stricken Mount Fuji monsters possessed intelligence and knew that the creatures destroying their homeland were inside the city, having lost their sanity, they could no longer care about such things. Now, they would attack anyone who appeared before them.

The elevator opened, and Meng Yanxi slowly stepped out. He had seen the news about the release of Jinxuan Phase II while browsing domestic news on the airplane. By now, the event was likely still underway.

For a time, forums across the Huaxia region were like ants on a hot pan. You could post something, and in less than thirty seconds, your post would already be pushed out of sight.

"Why did you drink it without waiting for me?" Chubby Girl raised her eyes and saw the man holding a wine glass, glaring at her with a dark expression.

As the biggest star of the show, wasn't it unacceptable for King Liu to fail to win first place so many times? Would King Liu's fans even stand for it? If a real fuss were kicked up, it would be more than enough to give the production team a headache.

Thinking of He Siyan busy in the kitchen, a flash of amusement crossed her eyes. He must have loved the Sixth Sister Shu Qing to the extreme, showering her with every kind of pampering over the years so that the Sixth Sister's temperament in front of them remained more and more like a child's.

In this job, he invested not only his own capabilities but also a deep and sincere emotion.

Meanwhile, looking at the villagers kneeling on the ground, Lin Ye stood frozen like a statue, completely motionless.

As twilight deepened, the three-story villa blazed with lights. Numerous guests arrived, greeted by a long red carpet where quite a few artists were posing for photographs.

"What are the conditions?" Xiao Ziyang asked. After all, such a fine elixir was enough to save him years of bitter cultivation—how could he not be tempted?

After chatting for a little longer, the dishes were served one after another. Tan Jing busied herself happily, serving and plating the food while the waiter stood nearby completely devoid of any purpose. Several times, the waiter tried to take over the work from Tan Jing's hands, only to be stopped each time.

He could first use his spiritual sense to enter and investigate the interior, observing the structure. Whether it was using spiritual sense to pick the lock, sawing open the safe, or relying on his spiritual sense to avoid explosive items, all these methods were viable.

This feeling was akin to suddenly discovering that one's sisters had lovers; even though it had nothing to do with oneself, it still left a rather sour taste in the heart.

"Then what are the weaknesses of the Yun family and the Ning family?" Qian Xiang was completely hooked by his old man, asking impatiently.

After all, the mercenary groups she had contact with were only those from the nearby cities. The most mysterious ones belonged to organizations like Zhong Min's.

He thought about how, when Shi San needed him the most, he had left him behind and ventured to Europe alone.

With many experts from the Shushan Sect present, the Demonic Cult remained relatively restrained. They knew that in a large-scale battle, nearly ten Shushan sword immortals were enough to turn the tide, and they themselves could never gain any advantage against the righteous path.

"I am completely healed now. If you don't believe me, look." Tie Zhuzi said as he gave a jump. However, the moment he leaped, it pulled at the pain in his back, and he let out an "ouch" before falling silent.

Of course, after a few days of ritual refining, the flying head was not yet successfully forged, nor did it possess much power. The降头师 (sorcerer) still had to control the flying head to go out and suck blood—drinking cat's blood when it met a cat, dog's blood when it met a dog, and human blood when it met a human—until dawn approached, at which point the flying head would return to the sorcerer's side.