Chapter 61: Eye Contact

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Chapter 61: Eye Contact

When I grabbed the binoculars and looked over there, I could vaguely see a figure in armor sitting in the chariot, leaning on a long sword, as if waiting for the outcome of the battle between the two sides.

Under those circumstances, cutting off Yu Xingyang's arm, taking the human bone rosary along with the hand, and leaving Yu Xingyang to fend for himself was actually the best choice. Given Song Yeyu's ruthless and cunning nature, he would definitely have no hesitation in cutting down Yu Xingyang.

Third Elder Shui Ruo exchanged a glance with Sixth Elder Shui Ruoming, both revealing a hint of peculiar expression.

Right now, Lin Yun's body was divided into three layers: the fused demon crystal was at the very center, followed by the four supreme powers, and finally the other powers at the outermost.

However, this person did have a bit of pride. Although he endured tremendous pain, he didn't let out even a groan, merely staring at Liao Wuji with venomous hatred.

He knew clearly that there was no bone ash of Father Tang in this tomb, because those who died by suicide were not allowed to be buried here.

Shen Ningmeng clenched her teeth tightly, saying nothing, and with all her strength crushed the palm of Sheng Chengwang, reaching directly toward his chest.

The world only knew about Qiu Chong's influence in the business world, but who could understand his terrifying power in this world?

"General Xiahou, don't be anxious! This Zhang Lu can't escape anyway. Even if we pursue them, they won't get far. Why waste the lives of our soldiers for nothing?" Gan Ning replied with a smile.

In that case, why don't I temporarily hide here, wait for the right moment, and then strike them with a surprise fatal blow?

The zombies kept pouring in, those dog-headed zombies scrambling to be first, afraid of missing out on the meat, charging in madly.

On the way back, Chu Tian was driving, while Yun Hao and Chu Yan sat in the back row. Originally, Yun Hao wanted to comfort Chu Yan, but he didn't know where to start. Was he supposed to say that it would be better for such parents to separate? That would be stupid.

Chen Jin waved his hand, and the surrounding sea of insects quickly formed a torrent, orderly entering the giant mouth of the base insect.

Once the Sacred Formation was broken, not only would the Holy Sect's branch be destroyed, but even he himself would be in mortal danger, suffering a fatal blow.

Why did Taixuan recognize him? And why mention him now? Could it be...? Thinking this, he seemed to understand Taixuan's intention.

However, what surprised them was that no matter how fierce their pursuit, the soldiers of the Cao family still retreated in an orderly manner, and the resistance during the retreat was even stronger than during the frontal clash.

"You are strong. I was reckless!" Bawie felt the injuries in his body, then looked at Yun Hao standing proudly opposite him. He respectfully clasped his fists at Yun Hao, then, under the gaze of everyone, slowly walked to a spot three meters away from Yun Hao and clasped his fists again.

But when the stone door opened, I discovered that the tomb was spacious and bright, with fine utensils, somewhat similar to the work quarters of ancient emperors and officials.

Walking through the rainforest, the towering trees completely blocked the sunlight, making the light inside very dim.

Within Yi Nian's body, two vortexes had formed: one for the cultivation of true essence, and one for the purification of pure thoughts. Originally, Chen Xin thought that the dimensional vortex also purified true essence, but only when it rapidly purified the numerous thoughts did he realize that its true power lay in the cultivation of pure thoughts.

But this time, the undead bone dragon neither dodged nor avoided, allowing the golden lightning to strike its body and then withstood the attack head-on.

Not long after, Zhang Chuyu and the others all returned, apparently the studio wasn't very far from this place.

Xuan Mo said this, but his eyes looked toward the direction where the voice, like a demon's whisper, had just come from.

"That's right, I think White Instructor's words make a lot of sense. Since we've stepped onto this stage, we should respect the audience and respect the stage."

Chen Xin hadn't expected that these unfamiliar cultivators had chivalry, a sense of responsibility, and passion, which made him look at them with new eyes.

This is also why, in recent years, the military's special forces competition has become increasingly close to actual combat.

I raised my glass in a toast, then went around toasting at each table. After making the rounds, I felt a bit dizzy and returned to my seat.

Lin Weize, who had been somewhat engrossed, rubbed his nose. He finally understood why there were so many leg and foot enthusiasts. He hadn't understood before, but now he realized he had been too young.

Although she also felt regret for their experiences, that was not a reason for her to give up.

Chen Feng began to run this internal technique, allowing him to freely control the beating speed of his heart.

The hardest to accept was, of course, Shen Yueqing, who was closest. Her eyes widened, and her mind couldn't quite catch up.

This change in voice was similar to that of King Zhou, so during the livestream, the audience repeatedly asked him to sing King Zhou's songs.

As a doctor, saving lives and healing the wounded is an undeniable duty, especially when this is a request from a token holder.

Originally, only Ning Ning's photos were taken, but Kim Winter, who was pretending to sleep, shamelessly said she could join too upon hearing that faces didn't need to be photographed, as long as there was an unlimited supply of barbecue. Neon heiress Gisele generously agreed to this traitor's request.

The sound of weapons clashing echoed far and wide, and with clangs and bangs, people kept coming to the side courtyard to watch, now forming a circle around the scene.

It goes without saying that these people, by keeping silent and not responding, would become a laughingstock and targets of mockery.