507: Chapter 507 The Hourglass of Time is in hand! The six-winged black mosquito is free!
Chu Sheng immediately understood; casting aside all reservations, he pushed his speed to the limit and continued to charge forward.
Soon, he had completely caught up with Qin Wudao, who was ahead.
At the same time, he finally saw the scene at the very core of this inner hall clearly.
It was a massive shrine crafted from white jade, resembling an offering table magnified several times over.
On the offering table, there were no offerings or incense burners; there was only an object, about a meter tall, that was...
Duyu and the fake Bai Mengyao were walking through the 'Poison Sect'; many people were stunned before greeting Bai Mengyao.
Mrs. Cao had been watching them from the side, yet she couldn't interject a single word or offer any help. This was because Shen Yuechen was being so meticulous that there was no room for anyone else to intervene.
Departing from the inn and traveling north along the main road for nearly three more days, they finally arrived at the capital.
Although Daoist Master Wang Yidao also worked for the state, he was unable to access these top-secret matters. Firstly, they were outside the scope of his duties; secondly, there were simply too many people like him in the special department for handling supernatural events—how could everyone possibly be privy to such secrets?
"Mo Xuan, I will never remarry. I will wait for you to come out!" Bai Xue'er said suddenly and firmly.
Looking into Yu Haoming's dark, heavy eyes, Xiang Tianci smiled and then tossed the Twilight Leaf Lotus in his palm.
Shen Yuechen knew very well that this period was a transition for him to recuperate and gather his strength, so the more relaxed and at ease he was, the better. Therefore, she was willing to accompany him to enjoy this rare, leisurely time, and even more willing to stand by his side to face whatever storms might come.
Zhu Jintang didn't want to eat it, but he had no choice. He popped the candied fruit into his mouth, his brows knitting together even more tightly than before.
"Haha, that tsundere Qilin is just like its master." Seeing the aloof and prickly Qilin, Feng Ruhuang immediately thought of its master, Nangong Ming.
Quan Shaohuang set down his teacup and stood up, walking straight toward the door. As he rose, he swept his sleeve across his face, and the dark purple mask once again concealed his exquisite features.
Upon hearing the word 'Bermuda,' the captain was stunned for a moment, a flicker of awe flashing through his eyes. Then, looking at the money in Lin Luo's hand, he nodded vigorously.
In Gu Xuan's palm, chains of order writhed and tossed; these were the myriad Daos of the 'Shrouding the Heavens' universe, containing a terrifying power capable of suppressing all things.
However, he could guess that because he hadn't appeared for so long, the Azure Dragon Villa must be in chaos. Yet, he wasn't worried; the people in the villa needed to experience a few setbacks.
Today's business negotiation went very smoothly. She had used the opportunity of dancing in the evening to meet a business representative from a Fortune 500 company in the galaxy, and after arranging a meeting, the deal was closed.
What Situ Fengya did not expect was that after Shengyang Longsheng activated his skill, not only was his weapon wreathed in lightning, but his movement speed also increased drastically. Situ Fengya had barely taken a single step when Shengyang Longsheng's attack landed on him.
A ceaseless flow of Origin Energy liquid entered his body, continuously tempering his meridians and bones; every one of his organs was being refined.
Yu Wei looked at the furious Su Xue. He felt he had her by the throat, so from here on out, Su Xue would have no choice but to obediently submit. By then, not only would he possess fifty-one percent of the shares, but Su Xue would have to be his as well.
The gods wore confident smiles, as if victory were already theirs, declaring that the majesty of their divine race was inviolable.
"Heh!" Seeing Situ Fengya touch his weapon, a smile appeared on Ghost Spear's face, which was as stiff as a corpse's. The next second, he easily parried Huang Jue and drove his spear into Situ Fengya.
Changtelin's eyes, purple with hints of silver, activated an illusion. The very next second, Jixi and Yali immediately saw dozens of Changtelins standing around them.
However, what he didn't know was that compared to the hardship of Wei Xiao's training, the training of the Eleven Killers was truly inhumane torture. There were no earnest teachings from a master, no mutual support from fellow disciples—only competition and the brutal, life-or-death struggle.
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