249: Chapter 249 No Mercy, Chenxing Island Belongs to Great Xia!

Countless.

And there was no need to count them at all.

The Star Source Crystal Cores that Chu Sheng took out were piled into a small mountain; a rough glance showed at least sixty or seventy of them!

This was only because the total amount of Star Source Crystal Cores in the entire secret realm was limited; otherwise, given Chu Sheng's cheat-like efficiency and speed, he could have collected even more!

Gu Yuexi's thirty.

Plus Chu Sheng's sixty or seventy.

The total number was close to one hundred!

This number, not only completely

"Follow me." After Situ Yi said this, he pulled Leng Qiu away directly and dragged her into the car.

Thinking of this, I picked up the phone and dialed He Shicheng's number. Unexpectedly, the phone only rang once before He Shicheng answered. I heard He Shicheng's sleazy voice over the phone: "Benefactor, this humble Daoist already knows the cause and effect from the divination. If you give me two hundred yuan, I can help you turn misfortune into good fortune."

The purple light Shen Yunfeng unleashed was precisely the Heavenly Yang True Fire Talisman. Its quality was much better than the one Chang Shan bought, and its power was naturally greater than the one Chang Shan bought as well.

"Why?" Ouyang Jue asked, puzzled. If they would all die the moment Huoyu appeared, could that person be Huoyu's enemy? He had heard that Huoyu was severely injured when Yun Poxiao found him; could it be that this person was the one who injured him?

As soon as Situ Yi finished speaking, he thrust forcefully. Leng Qiu could not speak a complete sentence at all and could only follow Situ Yi's rhythm. Situ Yi did not want to bite Leng Qiu again and again, but in the end, he had no way to control it. Only in this way could he fill the emptiness in his heart, and only then did he not feel lonely.

Feeling the powerful corrosive force contained within these demonic flames, Tang Hao frowned and had no choice but to release Zhao Gao's long spear, circulating the Fly Technique to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack.

Xu Huang pushed Luo Hao aside and entered the room. Catching sight of the youth tied to a chair in the middle of the room, he nodded as if he understood something and said: "Is he the one who needs to be beaten?" After speaking, he thought to himself, isn't he already covered in injuries? Why beat him again?

Yue Feng frowned slightly and looked out the window, seeing that the sky was already brightening; clearly, it was a new day. Yue Feng couldn't help but sigh, deeply lamenting how quickly time flew by. Especially when cultivating, he always felt that there was never enough time.

Was I forced to do this? No, I was just doing it for my own considerations—for my own goals. How many more people must I sacrifice, and how many more hearts must I betray?

"Young Master, what are you thinking about?" When the fox was silent, it was truly terrifying, as if it was thinking of some bad idea.

If it were in the past, Xiao Yang might have agreed immediately, but now, his gaze was focused on the Miao family's old ghost.

Before Lu Yuetong and the others could say anything, they were startled by the large number of ghosts that suddenly appeared all around them.

The situation was very bad, but Master Seventeen still looked calm. He had intended to memorize the route while being taken away, but the enemy covered his eyes with a black cloth.

She was already so old; she didn't want to make a self-criticism in front of the whole family or be grounded, it was simply too embarrassing.

After entering, Chen Meng felt that she seemed to have thought wrong; this "Heaven on Earth" was not what she had imagined. It was a whole new world inside. Just after entering the door, Chen Meng caught a glimpse of a bulletin board. It roughly introduced the various entertainments at "Heaven on Earth," and Chen Meng felt that it could be said to have everything one could ask for.

Seeing that its companion still refused to make a move, it finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to attack. However, the moment it was about to strike, it was stopped by its companion.

A high kick was aimed at Bu Jueqing's neck. With just one strike, Bu Jueqing was knocked to the ground, sliding a long distance across the ring.

But this could not be blamed on him; it could only be blamed on these three thunder tribulations, and the water of the bitter sea, which failed to cleanse his roots of affection.