Chapter 52: Nether Spirit Cat Zhu Zhuqing-Surpreendente! O mestre de almas renasce e leva o Clã das Sete Joias de Vidro à vitória(Pequena ponte sob a lua)

With a sharp hiss, a streak of ice-and-fire sword qi slashed through the air, colliding with Chen Xin’s sword shadow and instantly shattering it.
Ning Xi’s swordsmanship was fiercely formidable, every single strike imbued with overwhelming power. Her sword intent weighed like mountains and her sword qi surged like tides, as though shrouding the entire space within her overwhelming momentum.
Once again, Ning Xi unleashed the Seven-Searing Sword Art taught to her by the Sword Douluo, executing the first and second forms in one fluid motion!
Chen Xin, currently restricted to the strength of a Soul Zun, was struck with utter shock, never expecting—

Wutian, however, had no intention of harming Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong; his sole desire was to awaken them early and rouse them from the deceptive falsehoods of Buddhism.

Tomorrow marked a fresh beginning. Dong Le was determined to erase the pain of emotional struggle, embrace the baptism of the sea breeze, and forge herself into someone stronger and more mentally mature.

Stepping forward, she untied the ropes binding him, causing Mo Ruoyu to recoil as if he had seen a ghost, rolling wildly to the opposite side of the millstone.

At this thought, Fu Jiusheng inexplicably felt her good mood evaporate. She turned her gaze toward Gu Xiuhan sitting beside her, but he remained completely expressionless, not even sparing her an extra glance. He simply sat quietly in his place, sipping his tea. Ever since she entered the pavilion, he had not once raised his eyes to look at her.

Knowing that Hongli was coming, the Primary Consort deliberately rallied her exhausted body and had Xingtao tidy up her appearance, though her post-partum complexion remained as pale as paper.

The weight finally lifted from Daoist Zhunti’s anxious heart; although Western Sect disciples at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm were scarce, there was still a chance to vie for them.

After spending the daytime tidying up the mourning hall, villagers began arriving in a steady stream to pay their respects once night fell. Even folks from neighboring villages who had once received help from his father came to see him off and offer their condolences, a steady procession that lasted right up until midnight.

Four paper figurines instantly darted forth, adhering tightly to the body of the Hemp-Clad Great Immortal. In a split second, raging flames engulfed him, and the Hemp-Clad Great Immortal shrieked in agony amidst the fire.

Seeing how tenderly affectionate Murong Moran was toward Helan Yanxi, Helan Feng figured he was, after all, the man's prospective father-in-law, so he mustered the courage to ask, "I wonder if Your Highness might grace our humble estate for a cup of tea?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he found himself trembling uncontrollably.

The most crucial point was that He Wei had been brought over alongside Wei Xiangming. Having resolved to break ties with the Heaven Alliance, he had divulged numerous closely guarded secrets to the members of the Congruence Alliance.

Hearing this, Ye Li hurriedly nodded. Slipping the ring onto his finger, he began feeling his way cautiously all the way toward the edge of the cliff.

"Junior Brother Chen, is Senior Brother Liu around?" At that moment, Tang Zhi’s crisp, clear voice rang out from outside the tent.

This was a blinding mist formation, and even he was reluctant to linger in one place for too long, prompting him to urge Chu Yun and the others onward.

In other words, the ten gold coins possessed by Chu Yun carried a purchasing power equivalent to one hundred thousand yuan in the real world.

From his perspective, an enemy like Luo Ke, who could forcefully rein in his emotions even in a fit of rage, posed a far greater hazard than someone completely incapable of emotional control.

A mythical figure of the Bright Moon Continent had actually fallen just like that? And defeated without even executing a single counterattack?

"I have no shortage of second-tier 'Vitality Pills', so the fellow Daoist would do better to look elsewhere!" the stall owner replied, still shaking his head.

Hearing Yang Zixin repeat his words with a mixture of hesitation and bewilderment, Jin Yuling sighed and said, "Xin'er, although you and Hong'er share the same cultivation realm as me, do you know why the two of you have never won a single match when teaming up against me, and haven't even managed to lay a hand on me? Do you know why that is?"

With the creaking swing of this illusory gate, Bai Yunfei’s dantian expanded at a blistering pace, swelling to several times its original size.

"Damn your grandmother, the ultimate culprit turns out to be you!" Furious to the point of bloodshot eyes, Chu Xiu slammed a palm onto Pei Anping’s forehead, sealing his divine soul before tossing him straight into the Vastness Manor.

Wu Nian chuckled cheerfully, "Alright, alright, I'll head back right away." The mere thought of being able to help Lu Xijia instantly lifted Wu Nian's spirits to extraordinary heights.

Doctor An warned, "Don't move! Lass, the needles I just placed are merely providing temporary relief for your pain! If you thrash about like that again, don't expect me to care if the agony returns!"