Chapter 880 Thank you
Although there were no top-grade Dao veins, Ding Huan took away ten high-grade Dao veins, five mid-grade Dao veins, and six low-grade Dao veins from Jie Gun's world.
From the fluctuations of vital energy in these Dao veins, Ding Huan was sure that none of the Dao veins here belonged to Ling Zhuzhen, as they were all drawn from the Wandao Mountains.
Ling Zhuzhen's Dao meridians should have been used up by this guy Jie Gun long ago.
This guy is really rubbish. He used so many of Ling Zhuzhen's Dao Meridians but couldn't even enter the seventh step of the Great Dao.
Ji Ji Ming Luo shook his fists, and two extremely domineering invisible forces rushed towards Ying Xue. Ying Xue did not dare to delay, and immediately activated the Sky Light Shield, and at the same time, he shot out with the wind, shooting towards the chest of Bing Ji Ming Luo.
Hearing the two people's whispering, furtive conversation and the photographer's solemn assurances, Sun-young's mother couldn't help laughing even though she didn't understand what this show was all about.
Kwon Yuri's sudden change of subject left Xu Xian confused for a moment. She didn't know how to answer and simply chose to remain silent.
With one hand supporting her chin, Ji-soo sat upright in a wheelchair and looked at the sea quietly. Her figure blocked the light in the room behind her, and the darkness spread to the front, merging with the night, so Ji-soo's expression could not be seen.
"Uncle, my master said, 'You should show mercy when you can.' Please don't attack me again." Although Sakya knew that he was no match for Futu, he still bravely stood in front of Futu.
This cursed object was too terrifying for the exorcists. If used carelessly, this horror movie would immediately turn into a top-level horror movie. With no other choice, they had no choice but to take it back.
"Don't panic, you two. I have no intention of making things difficult for you. I just want to ask you..." Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Ying Xue put away the black sword and asked the elves trapped in the barrier about the whereabouts of the Wood Spirit Pill. However, before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by an angry shout.
Wang Mo knew who his opponent was, so he also made targeted allocation of spells. He was not stupid. With only one-fourth of the attributes, it was not surprising that anything happened. In order to avoid a capsize in the ditch, Wang Mo also had to be careful. If he was pulled down from the altar by these new god-level masters, it would be a joke for the ages.
"Retreat, we can't catch up with them." Ye Xiuluo took out his phone with a bit of regret and dialed an unfamiliar number. "It's me, he escaped." Many members looked at the leader curiously. Is there anyone else who can command the leader?
These people will be freed from this inhuman life without sunshine. They will go home and see their loved ones.
"I don't know... what kind of secret skills will the will of the chaotic universe bestow upon Xu Ming?" Gu Hanmo continued to look towards the dark domain.
"Let me go!" She tried desperately to pull her hand free, but she knew from the beginning that in terms of strength alone, she was no match for him.
So, does he still want to fight against the Kumogakure Village with his severely injured body? Please don't make trouble, okay?
If there is no emotional basis and we just communicate physically, what is the difference between us and animals?
I knew it wasn't that simple. Shirley's sudden appearance would definitely not let me get away easily.
Everyone in the Blood Thunder Sect, regardless of age or status, would call Xu Ming "Brother" with respect and admiration when they saw him.
"Do you want to personally avenge the villagers in your village... and your parents? Use this blade to cut their throats one by one!" The boy's eyes were obscure.
"...Stop talking..." Feng Guang raised her other hand to cover her eyes. She felt that the more she looked at his normal face, the more embarrassed she would feel.
An Xiaoxiao found a piece of clothing that she wore most often from the neatly folded but pitifully few clothes, opened it, turned to look at Gu Chen and asked.