45 Cocoon Woman Village (Part Two)

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Guo Jia devised schemes with every step, his strategies unfathomable. By this moment, he had already foreseen the outcome of this war: there would be only one victor, and that was Cao Cao; aside from him, no one else would gain even the slightest advantage.

Even though he had known this fellow for many years, Su Moye still struggled to endure his detached, deadpan expression.

It was capable of providing a continuous stream of vital energy while simultaneously supplying the black crystal energy needed to elevate psychic power.

The black-clad figure who had seized the loot did not even bother to look at his gains, hurriedly tucking them into his bosom. Knowing in his heart that this was a critical juncture, he felt it best to leave this place immediately.

Thus, the Scattered Immortal of Chaotic Mountains made his move, directly locking his divine sense onto the Scarlet-Fire Electric Python—at the same time, this was a blatant and naked provocation.

Consequently, these people were left like headless flies once again, and in the end, they could only grit their teeth and exhaust every possible means to contact Jiangzuo.

A flurry of hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall, instantly drawing everyone's attention. Hearing the noise, everyone looked toward the doorway and saw Liu Xiu and Pang Degong walking in side by side.

Although the God King Zeus prohibited any deity from interfering in the Holy War, neither the Asgard of the North nor the God-Slayers had anything to do with the Holy War.

Xuanyuan Tianxin looked at him and smiled even more softly and gently. Faced with this gentle and smiling demeanor, Lord Mingyue turned around and strode toward the underground palace, his footsteps practically kicking up wind.

Mu Chi was not entirely honest; in truth, the varieties of trees she had seen numbered as many as several tens of thousands. Part of the reason was that, having lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, she inevitably encountered a diverse array of vegetation while walking through them.

"What do you mean something is wrong? Even if there is something wrong, do we still have a chance to back out now?" Gui Tianjia frowned deeply.

Under such circumstances, even if the Fu family knew that True Immortal Mo's offer of the direct-disciple quota harbored malicious intent, they had no choice but to swallow it whole.

"Oracle, you don't need to ask anymore! In short, it will definitely be able to solve this problem!" said Cheng Yi.

The Daoist priest was filled with a bone-deep hatred for the old Daoist. If the figure in black let him off this time, he would definitely have to deal with the old Daoist first; otherwise, it would truly be impossible to proceed further.

It was unclear whether the homeowner's cousin had also coveted the homeowner's wealth and thus colluded with others to stage such a performance, but none of that concerned Liu Shoucai. As long as he subdued the fierce ghost, he couldn't be bothered to meddle in other messy affairs.

Finally, gathering his courage, Jin Yasheng took out his phone. That string of numbers had already been punched in, and his finger gently tapped the green call button.

But now it seemed that this girl not only possessed a precious constitution, but also wielded an extremely powerful force. If she could be utilized by his Su family, it wouldn't be long before they could enter the Central Great World.

"Dark Sword Array!" To the left of Sheng Chun, Ye Wu tossed his massive dark sword above his head. Instantly, countless elemental swords condensed from dark elements flew out from the giant dark sword and began to spin around Ye Wu.

Jiang Youyou followed unhurriedly behind. The thunderclouds in mid-air continuously swelled, and spiritual qi from all directions rushed in like madness, transforming into the purest thunderbolts that struck down incessantly.

"So remember this, Qing'er: the people of the Heart-Gu Sect are utterly heartless. This is a faction that can endure long-term concealment and use any means necessary to achieve its goals. Although This Palace has not had direct contact with them many times, the depth of this person's scheming is beyond even My estimation." She wrapped her arm around Xia Qingyi's shoulder.

Yet at this moment, he could only watch from afar as a feudal lord of another state, completely separated into factions, without even the possibility of exchanging a casual greeting with everyone.

Her left eye wore a high-tech, silver-white monocle, and her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail.

Otherwise, psionics would degenerate into "demons." Their memories would be preserved, but their original personalities would completely vanish. Replacing them would be demons whose desires were infinitely amplified, depraved, and frenzied.

Strip off his pants right in front of Yang Chen? And then have him tinker around down there with some instruments?

Dai Yubai let out a long sigh, turned back to glare at the source of the Sword-Immortal Daily, his eyes full of venom.

Even Tang Yuehua was inwardly wondering what wonderful things she should do to these two men after drinking them under the table.

At this moment, even someone as arrogant as Shangguan Yan'er was awed by this powerful aura, restraining herself significantly and daring not say much more.

Lu Ziyi usually stayed in the Bureau of Astrology, observing the stars and calculating fortunes, almost never showing his face. It was only natural that people didn't recognize him as the Lord Consort.

Yet she was willing to linger among mortals, and anyone passing by her would catch a faint, lingering fragrance emanating from her person.

Home was forever his haven; amidst fatigue and trouble, home would always offer him warmth and solace. No matter where he was, home was always there.

Seeing that the caller ID was labeled "Girl," he instantly knew who it was, but Peng Xi was somewhat surprised by how obedient and well-behaved silly Xixi was acting.

Yin Ruojun looked at Ye Tingmo's retreating back ahead of him, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. After all these years, Ye Tingmo still understood him just as well as ever.