"I will turn into a vengeful spirit, and I will make you regret this..." he screamed hysterically.
Pu Tianzai drew an arc in the air, finally crashing heavily onto the sea surface, splashing a wave of water.
Chu Sheng Yan, feeling somewhat awkward, quickly put on his clothes and heard a cough at the door.
Noticing Jiang Yu Yan occasionally glancing at him, Liu Mao Sheng quickly took out his phone and called that bridge expert.
Regardless of why he was different from other children from birth, or how powerful and unique his abilities were, in Ye Chen's heart, he was his own child.
"Are you still stubborn? Must you brothers kill each other?" Just then, another voice rang out, laced with a hint of mockery. Zhao Xin looked at the burly man from the corner of his eye.
Xu Guang spoke with feigned modesty, while casting a disdainful glance at the people from Yun Cang Peak who had come with Yu Ang.
"So many?" Gan Liang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but gasp. Why would Luo Tian Li, that professor, raise so many ghosts? Did he have some grand plan?
No, even if a Jing Ying Si, known as the nemesis of Chu Sheng, were to arrive, they would absolutely not be his match.
Brazil, having recovered, would rally Argentina and Uruguay, and then stir up conflicts between Peru, Bolivia, and Paraguay's Rio Grande do Sul. At that time, Rio Grande do Sul would be under the greatest pressure, with Brazil to the north, Uruguay to the south, Argentina to the west, and the sea to the east. At the beginning of the war, Rio Grande do Sul would be in a state of encirclement and predicament.
His body suddenly jolted. Chen Shuo felt as if he had been rammed by a wild beast. An invisible pressure bore down on him, fiercely compressing his lungs as if to forcibly expel all the air. His speed and reactions involuntarily slowed down.
"Please come in!" The person inside, seemingly thinking the one outside hadn't heard, raised their voice. Fine, death it is. He Man Zi grimaced in pain and pushed open the door.
Zheng Qiu was not careless. He knew Wang Feiyang's aura was very strange. Even though he appeared heavily injured, his combat state was likely unaffected.
By interrogating the leader of the assassins, he gained some understanding of Cha Song's "industries" in Manchester, such as this slaughterhouse, which outwardly slaughtered pigs but secretly harbored evil.
With him leading, followed by several other cultivators in the early stage of Hua Dan, they had almost completely blocked their escape route.
And the cause of all this was the Baku, known as the "Guardian of Infant Dreams."
Then, he tested the air for toxins and found it safe. "Master, I'll go ahead. Everyone follow me inside." With that, Li Zong Xiang entered the cave, followed by everyone else one by one.
Lu Xi had long anticipated everyone's curiosity about abilities. They were only curious now; once more people awakened abilities, they wouldn't find it novel.
However, there was no dedicated staff waiting on the second floor. Instead, some cultivators were pausing to observe various jade platforms. Their cultivation levels ranged from the peak of Qi Refining to the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Beside each cultivator, a guide patiently explained.
Video lectures were actually quite similar to face-to-face instruction. Another advantage was that they were not limited by physical space. For someone like him who traveled constantly, as long as there was internet access, he could study according to his plan anywhere.
Helpless, she could only go to answer the phone again. Originally, she had intended to properly educate Zhang Yi.
A warm, gentle, water-like energy permeated through her pores and flowed down her meridians, gradually cleansing the blockages and impurities within. The purification brought about intense pain, originating from within, unbearable yet unavoidable. Both of their bodies began to tremble.