Volume 1, Chapter 66: Holy shit! You motherfucker are still alive!

"Damn it!" Zixiu couldn't help cursing. Daring not to fight against Ye Chen's legion, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and join forces with Boulder's legion to deal with the spirit monsters.

"Really?" Wei Yunfeng was half-convinced, but the fact that Hu You could leave the village and survive was already plain to see, leaving him no room for disbelief.

Ingratiating oneself with a Gateway City naturally brought immense benefits, especially for those within the jurisdiction of the Nether Moon Gateway City. If they could please the two vice-lords and have some resources diverted to the people they sent to the Gateway City, it would be a tremendous advantage.

As soon as these words fell, whether from beneath the fighting ring or up in the spectator stands, a wave of contempt immediately surged, and everyone cast looks of disdain upon Yang Tian.

Ye Ting stopped scouting around, as his Mysterious Turtle Breath-Hiding Technique sensed that the crisis was gradually receding, proving that his decision had been correct.

The situation was extremely critical. The enemy and friendly forces had become locked in close combat the moment the battle began, and the command system had basically ceased to function. The barbarian forces were clearly executing a planned assault, whereas the Forty-First Army had completely failed to detect the enemy's intentions before the battle.

As the two rushed into battle, Wang Cheng's heart swelled with righteous indignation as well. Completely forgetting that he was only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, driven by a sense of romance and righteousness, he charged out without a single look back.

A few disciples exchanged glances, none daring to resist. Although they knew that some unknown danger might lurk within Mount Yujing, they had no choice but to go. As their thoughts arose, their figures vanished in an instant. The disappearance was extremely abrupt, leaving them completely untraceable, so much that even Yang Qifeng could not detect the slightest clue.

When Yang Tian arrived in front of the teleportation array, there were already quite a few people inside—several thousand at least. After waiting for a long time, it was finally his turn. It took about three hours before he was finally teleported away.

At this very moment, Ye Tian erupted with terrifying speed, charging directly ahead.

When Huo Lei and his companions caught sight of the stone giant crouching at the edge of the forest, their hearts instantly felt much lighter—though, of course, only relatively speaking. It was certainly better than trembling as they walked along the edge of the forest, constantly guarding against stone giants suddenly emerging from the deep, gloomy woods.

Both Daoist Cold Soul and Daoist Purple Bamboo frowned slightly. This Daoist Li Long was truly still that fearless and reckless character! However, so what?

Tao Jie waved his hand, and a streak of black light flew into the sky. In the blink of an eye, a large black ship was suspended mid-air.

Yet the matter could not end just like that. Hong Wang kept several key leaders of the faction behind to discuss countermeasures.

"What is the energy source for this light source?" Huo Lei looked around at the various messy linkage control devices and decided to start asking from his simplest doubt.

He believed that once they had the various human and material resources of the Earthlings, and outsourced some rough and simple production processes, a large batch of advanced weapons with even stronger combat effectiveness—such as micro-missiles, special alloy aviation cannon bullets, and micro-nukes—could be freshly minted.

Johnny poked his chin forward as he spoke. Following his gaze, Huo Lei saw that not far away across the street, amid layers of overlapping signs, there was indeed an inn marked by a circular horseshoe. Every window of the three-story stone building emitted bright or dim light, and business seemed to be booming, as it was already fully booked.

After pondering for a long time, these people finally came up with two methods: first, the honey trap; second, inviting the Heaven-Shattering Sword Emperor to step forward and recruit him.

"Hey, stop acting so profound and hurry up and call the nurse for me to pull out the needle," Ye Liangchen barked suddenly upon seeing that the liquid in the drip bottle was running dangerously low.

Blood gushed like a spring as the Emperor Flame Lion directly tore open the giant python's tail, sinking its claws deep into the flesh. Flames surged, filling the air with the aroma of roasted meat. Suffering such severe trauma, the Primordial Sun Giant Python whipped its head around to bite back, its massive serpent head transforming into a red flash of lightning.

While everything was running smoothly and Ying Zheng had people assisting him by his side with his workload, Ying Zheng's mind was at ease. Over the next few days, he stayed quietly in the Palace Slaves' quarters to recuperate, at most doing boring things like playing chess against himself as he used to do.

Not knowing how long they had traveled, looking around, the human habitation in the surroundings became increasingly sparse. Although it was the scorching heat of summer, leaving her forehead beaded with fine sweat and her entire body clammy, and though the sun had already slanted westward, the blowing wind carried not a shred of coolness.

Catching sight of a pair of exotic, beautiful eyes gazing at him, Ying Zheng was instantly jolted. Those eyes were simply too bewitching, Ying Zheng mused with a puzzle.

As the stubby fat man closed the door, Golden Tooth Brother scanned this motley crew, sneered, and walked a few steps to the table. With a fierce flick of his hand, the ox-nose pointing knife left a 'thud' as three inches of the blade buried themselves into the tabletop, vibrating rapidly and emitting a sharp, buzzing hum.

The Wudang disciples on the deck were instantly petrified. They knew of Alliance Leader Chen's exploits, specifically the slaying of the Heavenly Power Elder back then. Naturally, they had still assumed that Chen Yuxiang was merely at the Mahayana stage, yet now Alliance Leader Chen had effortlessly defeated four immortals! What kind of divine power was this?

As the stream filled the deep pit, the old beggar retrieved a treasure pouch from his bosom, chanted a incantation, and summoned two objects from it. Lin Feng peered closely, only to discover that they were actually two fish.