339: Chapter 339 The world has changed, has Chu Sheng transmigrated again?

The Spiritless Sea, an isolated island on the periphery.

Time was like a broken clock with its mainspring maliciously slowed down; every tick hammered against the most anxious string in one's heart.

Three hours.

A full three hours had passed.

The sea breeze still carried that nauseating, briny stench, and the waves tirelessly battered the reefs, emitting a monotonous and indifferent roar.

Beyond that, there was nothing.

No miraculous

Gongsun Zan: "This is extremely easy. Give me a military advisor and a few tiger generals, and within a few months, Liaodong will be settled."

"May I see your bedroom?" Tang Yue calmly scanned the items in the room, but found nothing suspicious.

At this moment, Su Ruotong extended a finger and lightly touched the top of the tofu, and the entire block instantly collapsed with a splash.

Jia Mei found it amusing; Zhao Wansong had said the same thing when he was pursuing her in the past. It seemed this playboy, while out and about, likely insisted on calling himself an eligible bachelor.

It was unknown what was said on the other end of the phone, but Chu Yuhu revealed a smug smile! Hmph, so what if her fake illness was exposed? She wasn't limited to just that one trick; she was determined to follow Su Ruotong and the others to extract the information Cheng Yan wanted.

In front of this colossal statue of a god, Liu Jingye felt he was not even worth as much as an ant. He wanted to scream, but discovered his body was completely beyond his control—no, it wasn't that his body was beyond his control, but rather that he couldn't feel his body at all, as if he were already dead and in a state of disembodied soul.

Because he had already learned about this mysterious troop from the scouts before arriving, Xu Miao didn't waste words with Zhang Yan, but directly issued him the countermeasures.

Wang Chongyang had no way back now and could only continue walking forward. The stairs were spiral, and the cave below was very deep; it felt as if the entire Yang Mountain had been hollowed out.

I didn't care about all that. Thinking about how Cheng Yan had previously found people to beat us up, I was furious. Thinking about how Cheng Yan had even found people to block us when we were fighting, I was even more furious. I gritted my teeth, dropped the stool in my hand, crouched down, grabbed Cheng Yan's head, and punched him twice directly in the eye sockets.

Xu Chu divided his troops to resist from both front and rear, but in less than an hour, the vanguard's defense line was broken by the White-Feathered Army led by Zheng Feng, causing the troops to fall into chaos, with the soldiers having no heart to fight.

Er Gouzi was instantly overjoyed, beaming with smiles, and repeatedly called out loudly, "Thank you for the reward, Brother Six! Thank you for the reward, Brother Six!" Yang Xu waved his hand, "Go busy yourself."

Su Miaojing said with an expression of disdain, "Including making you divorce me!" Hearing this, all of Shen Yunche's good mood was wiped away by her words.

Then, the Sect-Startling Elder took a sudden step forward, instantly appearing above the horizon. With a wave of his large hand, the spiritual energy within ten thousand zhang surged wildly, blasting towards him.

Clear out those causing trouble in the palace during the chaos, stabilize the uneasy atmosphere within the palace, send people to take control of important locations throughout the capital, and patrol everywhere, ensuring that no one with ulterior motives can create chaos again.

Xuan Zhu flew onto the roof of the carriage and began to fight with the opponent. One wanted to stab, the other wanted to protect, and neither gained the upper hand.

He really wanted to see how a person who was once so loyal would handle himself after his entire family was wiped out by the master he was most loyal to; he was waiting to watch this spectacular show.

Seeing Xuan Ming so at ease, Ming Long couldn't help but lie down next to him. There was nearly an arm's length between them. Ming Long turned his head to look at Xuan Ming, who had his eyes closed to rest, then pillowed his hands under his head and looked up at the sky.

Ye Xi gradually calmed down and fell into a deep sleep. Seeing that she had finally fallen asleep peacefully, Zuoqiu Xu slowly held her and closed his own eyes.

I leaned over to take a look. It was exactly what I wanted. Overjoyed, I reached out and plucked it off. After obtaining the token, I dared not delay and hurried to the dungeon.

Yang Xu agreed, chatted with Hou Kui for a few sentences, and then, using the excuse of going home to prepare things, slipped away.

"I'm not very clear on that. I'm the type of person who likes to be open; you have to know that for someone like me who goes deep into enemy territory, it's very dangerous," Chu Yu replied.

Chu Shen pointed his finger at Chu Yu, trembling from excessive force. He had many things he wanted to scold Chu Yu for, but he couldn't say them at this moment. Looking again at Chu Yun's expressionless face, Chu Shen's feelings were even more complicated.

Personal soldiers had already gone to report to Huyan Zhuo when Bai Xiaokun and his party entered the camp. Before Bai Xiaokun and Ling Zhen had even reached the central army tent, Huyan Zhuo was already leading Han Tao and Peng Qi out to greet them.

Twenty years later, the Knight Captain awakened the ability [Power of the Worshippers], gathering worshippers to obtain powerful strength from their faith, and what the believers worshipped was the [God of Mutants].

After five years of reorganization, the strongest members of the Witch Tribe were much stronger than Bai Zhan and the others had been back then, and a few had even surpassed Mr. Ouyang from that time.

A famous courtesan from a brothel might lack combat ability and have low martial power, but her identity skills are still very powerful.

"This?" Wu Sangui originally wanted to take his personal soldiers up to regain face, but seeing the Crown Prince's appearance, his heart trembled.

Seeing his senior brother, Primordial Lord of Heaven, leave, Master Tongtian bowed and also left with his disciples.

Chang Zijun looked over upon hearing the sound. The person in front, dressed in gorgeous clothes, swaggering with two followers behind him, looked truly familiar. Looking again carefully, wasn't that his own brother? The eldest young master of the Chang family? Chang Huanren?

"Thud!" Another loud noise rang out. This time, Xiong Lei heard it clearly; this sound was coming from Teacher Shen's house! But what exactly was this "thud-thud" sound?

The four words "Not of my race" still echoed endlessly in his ears, refusing to fade away. He swayed as he went upstairs, utterly dejected. He clearly had no intention of harming anyone, so why was he treated as having malicious intent again and again...?

"Time is up." Chen Ping checked the time and told the brothers behind him to get ready to act.

Strictly speaking, the things Master Tulong did before becoming the sect leader, even giving birth to a child, did not count as violating the sect rules. After all, the sect rules applied to elders, and she was not an elder at that time; like An Youyu, she was just a gifted disciple.

Chaos Fals coldly glanced over, gathering the power of a gale to blast the opponent into the furnace. As the monster's body was burned to nothing, he sat down on the ground, feeling a sense of relief.

Meow, could it be that because I did too much work yesterday, did too many things, and used too much strength, that I ended up like this?

As for Fei Ranchu, she took the zither from Zhao Yufeng's hands without changing her expression and held it in her arms.

Baili Zixi burst in from another door and, without even saying a word, swung a staff and struck Wu Xu's severed hand.

It could be said that if he had a substantial body, the power of Chu Lie's Xingyiquan would definitely be no less than Taijiquan.