Great Demon King 25

Shinya was not greedy; he took only what rightfully belonged to him—a piece of blue-grade defensive gear—and handed the remaining blue-grade greatsword directly to Joseph.

By this time, the Pleasant Goat-looking male was practically scared to the point of wetting himself, and a reek of urine could literally be smelled right through his pants. Damn it, this made even the present girls and crossdressers feel embarrassed, but I remained utterly calm. Since this guy wasn't even ashamed, why on earth should I worry?

Without wasting any breath, the Ten-Void Slash swept toward its head. The crow bent its limbs and dropped flat onto the ground like a spider, dodging the Ten-Void Slash as it grazed right across the top of its head.

Similarly, good news came from Pubaba's side: the skeleton had almost completely melted. In just a few more days, once he broke through to become a Senior Engineer, he could forge the Touch of the Shadow King.

Wen Jianxiong harbored deep resentment toward the heavens and himself. Why did Heaven grant him a man's body yet deny him a man's nature, forcing him to taste sorrow and loneliness alone, drink the bitter wine of solitude, and experience desolation by himself?

"Among the Four Great Realms, the Taotie Realm is the strongest. It has always wanted to invade the other three realms. As long as these four realms are connected according to a certain rule, the Taotie Realm will be able to invade the other realms at will. And according to this divine being, the very first realm Taotie will invade is the Qilin Realm."

Mu Xuefu was draped in a white cloak embroidered with silver-threaded red plum blossoms, standing amidst the plum trees and blending seamlessly with the red blossoms in the snow. It was hard to tell whether she was admiring the plum blossoms or if the brilliant blossoms were reflecting her radiance.

With a shout from Yin Rupo, the people behind him immediately stepped forward. There were the superintendents of the miscellaneous chores camp, the masters of the Sword Attendant Tower, and the newly selected sword-appraisal masters—all elites of the sect. Furthermore, a squad of people drew their swords without the slightest hesitation and attacked Yin Xiuru.

Bainuo is way too gossipy! Shuo Ying was left between laughter and tears, but her cheeks instantly flushed red, and she fell silent.

"Next month during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we are going to attend the imperial banquet. If the Princess Consort is dressed gorgeously, I will naturally look good as well," Jing Rong sneered inwardly as he thought.

It stood to reason that Xia Yuwei should have been able to participate in such an occasion, yet she chose to hide in a corner and watch. But Mu Lixiao could also guess the reason behind this: if she were to participate, it would inevitably be in the capacity of a Dowager Noble Consort, something she must have been extremely unwilling to do.

Sneezing is truly vexing. No matter how many tricks Gong Luojue had up his sleeve, none of them worked, and a few minutes later, he retreated in defeat.

The brilliant flashes of gunfire resembled fireworks on a New Year's night—dazzling and magnificent. The only difference was that fireworks bloomed colorful flowers in the sky, while bullets blossomed bright red wounds upon human bodies. Yet, without exception, both were flawlessly beautiful.

The Kazic Corporation and its affiliated Lorton Financial Group were undoubtedly among the foreign powers harboring hostility toward the Republic. If he were to openly strike against them with his current identity, it would likely provoke a massive international backlash.

Purple Spirit had originally gathered power in both fists, preparing to blast and kill the incoming formidable enemy. But when Wei Dingtian turned around, she was pleasantly surprised to see that the person guarding the cave entrance was none other than Wei Dingtian.

Leng Fengchan was also stunned. Wei Wuming's sword Qi was sharp and exposed, reeking of a murderous aura. Especially since Leng Fengchan also practiced the path of the sword, he naturally had a deep understanding of Wei Wuming's sword Qi. If Zuo Jun's sword Qi was as heavy and solid as a mountain, then Wei Wuming's sword Qi was as sharp as a needle—far too piercing.

Peng Hongwei let out a miserable shriek, clutching his foot and yelling loudly, looking truly in agonizing pain.

"What 'what' else? Let's go, I have a great place that I've been saving for you for a long time." With that, the Deity of Filth turned around and walked deep into the mountain forest. The two Lingyue figures shook their heads helplessly and flashed forward in pursuit from behind.

The most crucial thing was that, clearly knowing this matter, regardless of what kind of situation was encountered, this matter fundamentally remained completely unknown. Therefore, during such a chaotic time, they only wished that all events might somehow give rise to problems.

The terrifying flames frantically eroded every inch of the dark snake demon's skin, causing it to writhe and roll incessantly in this valley due to excruciating pain.

Xian Yi, who was massaging Lin Chen's shoulders, hurriedly sat down opposite him, having also heard the footsteps coming upstairs.

Xian Yiyao was dressed in formal red ceremonial robes, wearing a gilded phoenix crown inlaid with pearls and gemstones, walking step by step into the grand hall hand in hand with Feng Junyi amidst a swirling flurry of falling flower petals.

Wei Yuan and Xu Changzhi successively caught sight of Xiaxi's large-scale siege weapons, dropping down like dumplings, one after another.

While speaking, Gong Ziyi's gaze was fixed unblinkingly on Zhou Qiran's signature puppy-dog eyes.

Yet helplessly, Lu Luo had no idea what she had said to the Gu and Xie families, but they both strongly endorsed the grand dual-cultivation ceremony for her and Feng Junyi.

The young woman whose chest binder had been ripped off by Wang Mazi did not dare to re-wrap her chest; she could only endure the humiliation and continue dancing.

How could these two be turned into officials who would swear allegiance unto death to the imperial family and to the future new emperor?

Her soul was extremely weak, seemingly incapable of doing anything. Although she could not move, she was fully aware of everything happening around her.

She was like a delicate rose, yet possessed a pure white clarity—sandwiched between bewitching allure and innocence, carrying an almost contradictory gentleness.

"Senior Sister, what are we eating today?" Yun Yan stood beside Mu Xiaoxiao, tilting her head, looking at the silent Senior Sister, blinking a few times before asking the purpose of her visit.

Yet he felt as though he had just run a marathon, his breathing so rapid and ragged that it was completely beyond his control.

They were here, yet she was still sleeping quietly and undisturbed; the Demon Emperor must have shown her immense favor.

The wind fluttered a corner of the bridal veil. While everyone marveled at Liu Ningyou's beauty, they also caught sight of the faint smile at the corner of her lips.

Subsequently, the "Illusionary Wonderland" experienced a succession of void storm attacks and baptisms in the infinite void. Finally, two thousand years later, the "Illusionary Wonderland" stabilized within the void and became a steadily open, formal realm.