Chapter 60: Narrow Victory-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

A piercing screech rang out, halting the four who were in the midst of their rampage. Huaxuanzi, Senior Brother Zhao, and Zong Hao instinctively clutched the sack, and immediately, the pressure of a second-tier demon beast swept over them. All four staggered under its force; apart from Yunxi, the other three were forced to one knee, instantly subdued.

Yunxi had felt a sudden tightness in her forehead, but then a wave of coolness surged through her sea of consciousness, clearing her mind in an instant. Yet, she still found herself retreating a couple of steps under the oppressive force of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

If he had only faced Magellan or Shiryu one at a time, he could have relied on his explosive physical strength to beat them down. But if both came at him together, limited by the terrain, he might not really be a match for them.

That would be the end—he would lose the God-Slaying Killing Array, and even more powerful formations would slip from his grasp. Zhang Dao would certainly not spare him.

Sasuke let out a low, anguished growl, and the strange bite mark left by Orochimaru instantly appeared on his neck.

Wanyan Lie knew exactly what he was up to—putting on a show of protecting his subordinates and facing death alone, all to make the ignorant masses see him in a different light. Such a disadvantageous scenario could not be allowed to succeed.

Yin Ruojun’s terrifying, icy, and heartbroken expression—Ye Tingmo had only seen it once before, when Yin Ruojun’s grandmother passed away. At that time, Yin Ruojun wore that very same look.

Far away in a hidden spot, Tiantian adjusted the angle of her sniper rifle once more, calmly observing the battle unfolding before her.

In the prisoner camp, the captives stared at the sky in terror—the blood dragon’s body was simply enormous!

“There’s really nothing to worry about. Even if Chu Tian knows a bit about martial arts, he’s nothing more than an insignificant ant. He and we are not even on the same level. If I wanted to kill him, it would be effortless. Since he wants to play, I’ll play along,” Su Mei said to Su Ling’er with a grave expression.

Borsalino crossed his hands before him, condensing a shaft of light. Behind him, a searing, explosive aura burst skyward, unmistakably the ultimate red-hot form of Sakazuki.

These exchanges were as swift as lightning, blinding as shooting stars. By the time Zaqin’s subordinates realized what had happened, Zaqin had already become Zhu Xiangru’s captive.

This mercenary group owned their own flying sailboat, bearing the name “Wild Sail” Mercenary Corps. At first glance, the name sounded rather imposing.

Compared to Gu Qingyu’s frantic urgency—missing out on many rare spirit herbs—Hongxia appeared far more relaxed, her harvest abundant. Slaying demon beasts, picking spirit herbs, leisurely following the red dot on the jade plate deeper into the Pingmang Forest—such a life was truly delightful.

Zhu Xiangru watched her translucent upper teeth biting her lower lip, her cheeks flushed. He asked, “What is it, really?” Xuangui lifted her head and declared loudly, “I won’t tell you.” With a flick of her whip, she struck her horse’s rump, and the animal bolted forward.

Fang Qirui was suddenly blocked, but woke up within two seconds, his eyes shining like stars as he stared at her, muttering something under his breath. He Jiaxian, busy pulling his fingers free, didn’t catch what he said.

The World Cup is the origin and foundation of global football’s development, promotion, and popularization, and so it is also known as the Cup of Life.

Just then, Tang Junqi’s call came, about dinner and a movie with Bai Zezhi. Gu Youli listened to her gentle words over the phone, her heart twisting in pain, so furious her hair nearly stood up. Yet this time, he didn’t interrogate her about her new boyfriend. He merely sat in his chair, silent and agonized.

“What did you do to him?” I cried, rushing to Yao Long’s side and gently helping him up.

Besides, within the assault team, most of the members were weak and impoverished, so their march was slow.

“Alright!” Huang Mengmeng knew her flowers wouldn’t be of much use, especially since the strongest here was Leng Xing. She dared not act recklessly—if she angered her, what if she ended up being thrown out?