Volume 1, Chapter 66: Submachine Guns Show Their Mighty Power!

Shen Shuli had no time to turn back and alert the others.
Right where she stood, she fired a red signal flare into the air.
She figured her father would see it and put everyone on high alert.
Instantly, she retrieved a submachine gun from her spatial dimension and aimed it directly at the city gates.

"I don't want to ride in the same vehicle as you!" she stared straight ahead with an indifferent expression, her eyes seeming to lack any focal point.

When Yun Chi arrived, he saw the mother and son sitting together on the swing in the courtyard. Niannian was saying something to Su Ruohe, making her laugh out loud, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Guo Lingling sat down to meditate in peace, but during her practice, her mind was restless and chaotic. She was simply too worried about Qiao Feiyu; if any misfortune befell him, her conscience would never forgive her.

Lin Nuan lazily draped herself over the edge of the bathtub, her fair arms resting outside. With her eyes closed and a listless expression, she watched the man wrapped in a towel around his lower waist—a physique that was practically enough to tempt anyone into sin.

Mobai had fully recovered to his prime. Before Hell could even arrive, the Spirit King struck first. For him, this was truly... exceptionally good news. Mobai had many things he wanted to showcase, and the Spirit King had given him the perfect opportunity.

When Bingyue saw Guo Lingling's garden, she found it covered in a vast sea of flowers, looking utterly breathtaking. The Chinese roses were brilliantly colored and in full, magnificent bloom.

A massive explosion of flames erupted in the rain, casting intertwined rays of red and yellow light alongside billowing smoke onto the windshield, which was reflected in Mu Wan's dazed pupils.

Yet no matter what, whenever Yue Yanrong wanted to vent his emotions, he was always reined in by his deep feelings for Bertha White.

"There is no need to discuss it, and no need to reply. We are completely through," Lu Wanting answered in a daze.

Right now, her only thought was to find her husband, tell him this wonderful news, and enlist his help to persuade Wang Shi into accepting this betrothal.

These "Tiangang Guards" were clearly not ordinary cultivators. They lacked consciousness and the ability to think; in short, they were merely "puppets," except that their master was this very "Tiangang Battlefield."

"Oh?" Upon hearing Li Cheng's words, Boss Zhao examined the item closely once more, and was astonished to discover that under a high-powered magnifying glass, the seemingly freshly abraded blade showed no signs of new friction whatsoever, and was even coated with a layer of patina. It was just that the patina on the blade differed slightly from that on the rest of the knife.

Because to Krystal, some ordinary pieces of jewelry were designed with far more ingenuity than expensive designer pieces from major luxury brands.

The peak housing the Introspection Jade Wall was sustained by the interconnected auras of seventy-two pre-heaven ninth-layer martial artists, forming a protective barrier that no one beneath the Yang-Spirit realm could possibly shatter.

Her mother stood nearby watching, seeming as though she wanted to say something, but after opening her mouth, she ultimately said nothing at all.

Decades later, the source of the Eroding Dragon River would no longer boast the so-called Star-Origin Bamboo Sea; in its place would be an endless desert of sand, forming its own scorching world known as the "Star-Sand Sea."

Chaos stones were simply too rare across the myriad realms, and thus they were ranked among the supreme wonders of heaven and earth.

The very next moment, the bodies of Bingyun and her companions were tightly bound by these forces, rendering them completely unable to move even the slightest bit.

The white-robed man who spoke first was none other than Ren Xiaoyao, the master of the Xiaoyao Sect. His strength was at the mid-stage of the Sixth Heaven, making him the strongest among the four. Naturally, the Xiaoyao Sect was also the most powerful faction among the fifth-tier sects.

"Really, Brother Dengfeng? That's wonderful!" Hearing this, Hong Yifan instantly turned from sorrow to joy and cheered happily.

Of course, such miraculous technology required a prerequisite: the optical-energy control mainframe. Only with this device could humans rely on their spiritual power to construct these complex optical-energy codes and complete optical-energy conversions.