21 Le Feiyun Zhao’s Three-Level Rapid Kill Technique

But Wang Lang never knelt before her. He had his own pride to uphold, and the queen respected his intellect enough that she had no choice but to make use of him, allowing him his freedom.

Carleson laughed as well. It was the first time since his brother Cassadin's "death" that he had smiled, though his laughter was somewhat dry and unnatural.

The more this happened, the more guilt the Liu family head felt. After much contemplation, he resolved firmly never to do anything that would betray Tang Rao.

No wonder she felt the golden sphere looked familiar at first glance. It was only because it had been melted down and reshaped into a sphere that she couldn’t recognize it.

Ling Xiu turned to Guan Yuyu and cautioned him that since many people must have been shopping in supermarkets before the apocalypse, one must be extremely vigilant when scavenging there to guard against zombies lurking in the shadows.

This treasure radiated a divine and mysterious light of transcendent immortality, capable of transforming all kinds of objects back to their original divine materials. The ants’ bodies were so terrifyingly resilient and impervious to fire and water because they had devoured countless divine metals, growing ever harder until even the Chaos Bell could no longer harm them.

The next day, after a quick wash, Ling Xiu was about to lie down to catch more sleep when Zhang Yifei’s roar and the noisy chatter downstairs reached his ears.

Two beams of light burst simultaneously from the two figures—one dazzling and radiant, the other dark as a storm cloud. Yet both shared one trait: their forms had become completely unobservable.

With that, Pu Yuan gently pushed open the door that had been left ajar. The door cooperated, opening without being locked—otherwise, Ichigo might have had some teasing remarks ready.

The Devouring Toad had swallowed nine zhangs’ worth of Dragon Pattern Divine Gold. If it couldn’t break through the Golden Core stage, then something was truly amiss.

“Speak! Are you dissatisfied? If so, just say it plainly—why hide? This isn’t like you!” I shouted loudly.

“Wait, if you see that green thing flying toward you, immediately catch it with this bag, understand?” Qi Tianyang continued speaking as if entrusting me with a grave responsibility. I suddenly felt obliged, knowing I must catch that green thing.

Tiso, flustered and furious, uttered a sharp retort that left Raka’s face shifting between red and black. Suddenly, he stepped forward, freeing a hand to strike directly at Tiso’s face.

I could hear her sly laughter, yet for some reason, it felt hauntingly familiar—as though I had heard it somewhere before.

“Hmm? Tell me, let me see how it goes,” Li Zihe asked curiously, surprised that Miao Jueyang already had one. He was eager to listen.

I lightly touched my face and found it covered in blood. Had my tears all dried up? Now, what I shed was blood, not tears.

Buddha’s seat was silent for a long moment, fixating on Sui Mingcheng’s brow. He brushed aside his hair to reveal a golden dragon emblem there.

Big Golden Tooth felt astonishment before joy, and then a wave of overwhelming ecstasy surged through him.

Clearly, she no longer wished to live—her body had completely lost its human form and had been tortured beyond endurance.

The giant insect sensed its peril and collapsed to the ground, hoping to dislodge the rake from its head. However, the rake’s hands gripped the insect’s head like pincers, unyielding.

When news of Sang Li’s death reached the imperial palace of Chu Yun Kingdom, it delighted the concubines of Mu Yun’s harem immensely. Though none showed it openly, their hearts brimmed with joy.

“I do not insist on binding the Taoist to the court; instead, I honor him as national preceptor, establish Taoism as the state religion, and command the people to build temples venerating the Three Pure Ones. The Taoist, free as a wandering crane, shall find refuge wherever he goes in the Celestial Empire!” Emperor Tian Zhen grew more and more excited as he spoke.

Who else in the vast Flowing Clouds Continent could dominate a region so thoroughly? Counting on fingers, only the Emperor of Chu Yun Kingdom and the Crown Prince of Feng Yue Kingdom could rival each other without defeat.

A simple skin preparation would surely go smoothly. Li Lufei relaxed as he prepared.

After growing accustomed to the urban clamor, arriving here truly allowed one to feel the unique freshness of the countryside.

Don’t be sad, don’t be sad—letting go doesn’t mean sinking. I am a god and Buddha; I will drain the seas for you. If you first reach my standard of love, I am willing to temporarily ruin my perfect figure for you.

If not for seeing Leyu Shan’s earnest and stubborn expression, he too would have been drawn to reflect upon Gorden’s words.

Suddenly, the door creaked ominously in the dead of night, piercing the silence. The temple gates slowly swung open as if pushed by giant hands, revealing an inner darkness utterly devoid of life.

Diao Chan, seeing Lei Yu in a disheveled state, hurried anxiously to support him.

Lei Yu sought to break these so-called rules and shackles. It was precisely these rules that had turned countless countries into machines, slaves trapped in endless repetition, unable to escape invisible prisons.

The death god ranch skills of He Fangjing and Lan Shuilan undoubtedly bolstered the team’s strength. Yet since success depended on the players’ own adaptability, over ninety percent still faltered here, placing their hopes in the next trial.

“The older one, right? Look how festive he’s dressed.” Leng Mingzhao stared at Wei Changfeng, thinking that once back, he would forbid Wei from dressing so ostentatiously again.

Sith Yan leisurely continued to lead others to their deaths. Glancing at the remark, his expression grew even more indifferent. He checked the time and resumed his slow procession to ruin.

Park Yoon-ah stared at Li Bing, who wore a mask, and was momentarily stunned before giving a soft, enchanting smile. Li Bing, looking at her features, was reminded of her cousin Park Ningsu.

Elvas finally gave up. As Zaitan said, a fatal weakness had been planted within Elvas—his love for himself.

Gazing at the Su family under the night sky, Su Mu’s expression flickered with complexity, especially after meeting Su Luoling, deepening the turmoil within his heart.