Chapter 51: Fengxiu, the Prodigal Descendant Who Squandered the Family Fortune

These successive tragedies filled the ten monarchs and the six supreme elders with profound heartache.

Feng Xiu clenched his fists tightly, a deep, murderous intent flashing in the depths of his eyes as he muttered, "Long Xingyu, you truly deserve to die!"

The daughter he had cherished and held in the palm of his hand had been failed by Long Xingyu. No wonder that when he first met Yue'er, she had followed him away without a moment's hesitation. It turned out that all of this was the profound enlightenment she had attained after suffering such heavy injuries in her past life.

Ye Tian drove his Mini at high speed along the highway, now less than three kilometers away from the suburban villa.

The entire greenhouse utilized soilless cultivation entirely, isolated from the world within culture dishes; even the fluorescent vines could not affect these crops.

At this moment, the powerful figures caught up in it had all abandoned the search for an exit and began cursing in low voices.

Song Shucheng's expression eased slightly. The Chinese Dragon's Teeth was a vital force guarding China, and he had heard of the venerated elders within it. Knowing the other party's identity and background set his mind somewhat at ease regarding this matter.

A moment later, a crystal-clear, dark purple ring appeared in Yang Cong's hand.

Once the inscription was complete, a set of twenty-six names directly appeared on the stone tablet. Seeing that their own names were not listed, Muchen and Sophie successively left the arena, leaving it to the twenty-six individuals whose names appeared on the tablet.

From that exact moment, every dark elf priest sensed it, and the demon gods across the world perceived it as well.

However, the Flame-Deriving Sacred Heaven Art was indeed extremely difficult and not something easily comprehended; three days was still a bit too short a time for Xu Shuang.

Hanyueying also began searching the surrounding areas of the Tianwu Peaks for anything out of the ordinary, as that might hold the key to breaking the spell.

Looking at the distinct slap mark on his face, Gu Yan wondered if she had used too much force just now, but remembering the previous night, a surge of anger welled up within her once more.

"It has been over twenty years, and yet you've managed to turn yourself into such a wretched ghost," she said, a trace of mockery playing at the corners of her lips.

With another impatient chopping motion of his hand, Lu Yu brought it down. At this moment, in Wei Simeng's eyes, Lu Yu's profile was as follows.

At this point, Shangguan Feng even smiled with a sense of relief. Fortunately, transmigration existed in this world, and fortunately, the heavens favored her, allowing her to live once more; otherwise, how could she have ever met Xuan Yuanye, and how could she have ever regained family?

A very strange person appeared in Xue Jiaming's home. A sharp fruit knife was stabbed into his body, yet not only did he show no reaction whatsoever, but not a single drop of blood flowed from the wound.

Alexander did not say much more, walking straight toward the seats placed along both sides of the hall. However, the supernatural beings behind Alexander were not willing to let the matter rest.

Zhong Shan also found a place to hide and purposely put away his mobile phone, for he had just remembered that the reason those two monkeys had fled in panic earlier must have been related to his phone charm, the fang of the Azure Wolf.

Boss Wu raised his eyes to look at Fisherman Zhou, his expression showing no particular change, and his speech somewhat aloof. For a moment, Tian Tian could not figure out whether this man looked down on people from their impoverished class, so she did not step forward to chime in.

With a swift roll of their eyes, Tianye and Wei Simeng instantly understood his intention. Tianye stepped forward and pulled the "Ten Thousand Swords Absolute Shadow" from the ground, while Wei Simeng gripped the "Cleaver of Mountains Broken Sword" tightly in her hands. With a synchronized shout, the two of them charged simultaneously toward their new opponent.

Seventh-tier monsters had already emerged, and even more advanced bugs would appear successively. Wang Yu did not have much time left. As things stood currently, he was probably the only one who understood the vital importance of gathering all nine cauldrons.

The fiend let out a loud roar and pointed with its right hand, causing a hundred-zhang-tall demonic banner to emerge from the churning demonic Qi. On one side of the banner was embroidered a three-headed, six-armed fiend, while the other side bore the emblem of a hexagram.