135: Chapter 135 Peak Rank 3 Mosquito VS Mid-Rank 4 Golden-Scaled Unicorn Ape!
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
All the examinees who were fleeing seemed to have been immobilized by a binding spell, their footsteps coming to an abrupt halt.
They turned their heads in astonishment, staring blankly at the spectacular scene composed of flames and insect swarms, their minds instantly going blank.
The people from the Hidden Dragon Class were even more petrified, their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg.
"Damn it..." Huo Mingxuan was dumbfounded: "Th-th-these... these insects are all peak Second-Grade!"
Wang Feng knew that the opponent was too close, making snipers useless. With bullets constantly flying past behind him, it was certain that these snipers had formed a kill network; anyone entering this area could be killed from any angle without blind spots.
That battle was heart-stopping, and they only barely managed a narrow victory—they had never heard of such strange ghost trees before.
As long as their Pill Alliance could control the Cloud Top Immortal Palace, the future of the Pill Alliance would be unimaginable.
Very unexpectedly, this time, Machong did not oppose what Tielong said. Although the other snipers under Tielong were not very powerful, at least they could cause some trouble for the opponent, and this was what Machong needed to see.
"Currently, which first-tier head coaches are unemployed?" Yang Huan asked, frowning.
Yakumo Yukari, who had turned around to comfort Ikaros, was suddenly terrified when he saw the funny face thrust right in front of him.
The next moment, he turned to face the Yin-Yang Bird youth. The Yin-Yang Bird's attacks were similar to the one encountered under the Tianba Dam; although this Yin-Yang Bird was more powerful, its attack methods were roughly the same.
The situation at this time was that both sides had dispatched large armies. The number of people was too high, and the area affected was too wide. However, the German army's pace was still good; after all, their armored vehicles hadn't waited for the final seasonal changes, and they were still running quite well at this moment.
This man struck decisively, sending out a palm strike that felt like the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens turning upside down. The aura was astonishing, with the divine thunder of the Great Dao rumbling within it. This was someone close to the Dao, someone who had received the recognition of the Great Dao.
"But why didn't Her Highness the Princess come to tell me first..." Tiffania asked, puzzled.
Peilong shook his head and said: "I have other important matters to attend to. When Prince Chen's grand wedding celebration arrives, I will definitely come." After finishing, he walked outside.
Finally, when Axiang heard this result, he, who had been trembling to the limit, suddenly erupted in silence.
Xun Baiyu's hands did not stop, and his body retreated again. Xuanyuan Kuang slashed his sword through empty air, and just as he was about to lift his foot to pursue, he suddenly sensed danger and hurriedly retracted his foot. But it was ultimately a moment too late; a stream of blood sprayed out, and a wound appeared on Xuanyuan Kuang's left leg, with blood flowing freely.
The screen opened, and a peerless figure appeared before his eyes. The wonderful singing and performance made Lin Qihua completely immersed in it. At this moment, he forgot his purpose and instead became a loyal fan, cheering for every wonderful moment and every line of lyrics.
As for the white cat's lifespan? Don't forget that it inherited a divine position. If there are no accidents, living for ten thousand years is no problem at all.
But things often don't go as one wishes. I tuned for less than ten minutes, and there still wasn't a single radio station that sounded clear to me. I was speechless about the signal in this place.
The reason the captain was so calm just now was mainly because she trusted Director Sawai very much, but as time passed, she felt a bit of lingering fear.
As soon as Guan Shengjie finished introducing the singer, the audience under the stage became rowdy. Having guessed that it was Lin Qihua who was about to appear, they became excited. In the past, they were excited for the wonderful performance about to appear, but this time, they were excited to vent the anger in their hearts.
Furthermore, at this critical juncture, he could no longer care about being ostracized by the literati; he had to get past this immediate hurdle first, otherwise, his head would be chopped off immediately. After all, the Eunuch Faction had been branded as rebels, and the lightest charge for rebels was likely beheading.
"The two of you, what bad ideas are you plotting again? Can you say it out loud so everyone can share?" Cheng Xin said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"I only drank a little bit..." Tian Lu giggled as she leaned into Lu Chenxi's arms. Lu Chenxi was extremely helpless and hurried her off to wash up.
Long Jianfei didn't even lift his head, his hand meeting the attack with a crisp slap. The two of them, sharing a tacit understanding, circled to the sides.
At this moment, a figure suddenly swept past, and a jade sword extended. With a few "clang, clang" sounds and sparks flying, the Execution Arrow was broken.
With a "slap!", I raised my hand and slapped Zhou Xiaomei fiercely across the face.
Li Wei was different; besides being the head coach, he was also the club chairman. Fire himself? That would be less reliable than saying some tycoon wanted to buy Liverpool.
Just as they walked about a zhang outside the cave, three people jumped out from the cave. The person in front had nothing in his hands, while the other two held long swords. All three were masked; it turned out that Qiu Wanqian and his group also happened to be staying here.
A terrifying power erupted. Shangguan Ling and the others gathered their focus. Tang Ye's eyes turned golden, burning like two scorching suns, emitting an aura of vicissitudes, antiquity, and wildness.
Qin Ming opened a dimensional space with his left hand, intending to retrieve that particle cannon from the dimensional space.
At this moment, Chen Qiubai had already reached the 40th floor and, as expected, saw a sharpshooter covered in bandages. Without a doubt, this person was the Fire-Bathing Phoenix, Panic.
"Then, Yiyue, what level are you?" Usually, Mu Yuncheng never cared about this, and although this wasn't the first time he had heard of these things today, it was the time he listened most seriously. Since he now knew about these level divisions, he naturally had to ask about the level Mo Yiyue was currently at.
Zhou Qing, Lü Jiyuan, Wang Kai, and the others all understood the mall's current situation of short supply. Hearing Chen Donghui's promise, they couldn't help but speak up immediately.
This corridor was the main passage of the Magic-Forbidden Prison, and also the road leading to the core area of the Magic-Forbidden Prison.
This fellow was already so scared that his 'legs' were trembling uncontrollably. He had picked up an incense burner on the lakeshore. Seeing that the incense burner was still usable, he felt it was a pity to leave it, so he brought it back to use himself.
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