n tolerate those in Zhan Yu Jun is because deep down he knows those people and things are insignificant, treating them as ants, so he doesn't feel hard or humiliated."He resolutely refused to rely on...Jiang WuXie's shot was dazzling and brilliant, his imperial might boundless. It was the most stunning attack in this round, directly hitting Qinghuo Guanwen so hard that he looked like a ghost painting hanging on the wall.

But after this shot, the red cauldron in the air vanished, and he fell straight down, landing in the arms of Jihuo Yuling who rushed over. 。A warm fragrance and soft jade meet in my arms. 。All-in and out of steam. 。Upon entering the divine realm, one must immediately keep pace with the combat rhythm of figures like Jiang Wang. Even possessing the "Supreme Purple Micro Heavenly Scripture" and the "Red Dust Heaven and Earth Cauldron," it was still incredibly taxing for him. 。The celebration fire scripture pasted onto the back of the Evil Ghost Heavenly Dao was like a spark in the boundless dark night. 。Every minute detail on his body became a battlefield of fire and bullets, clashing with each other and producing immense destructive power. 。

The power emanating from the evil spirit, Heavenly Dao's outer surge, is supporting this body. By using Heavenly Dao to supplement humanity, this body of hers used in the celebration of Fire View has not continued to collapse. Because of this, she also gave Ao Kui a brief moment of respite.

The Devil's Path loomed like a colossal black wall, and she stood with her hands outstretched, deeply indented within it, resembling a corpse nailed to the wall. 。After recovering slightly, she let out a soft sigh and uttered a single word, "Good." 。The beggar's life under the heavens is like this

bowl, she is suppressing

Ao Kui, possessed by the Demonic Heavenly Way, rampaged inside. In her attack, 。In some corner of this turbulent world, 《Shan He Bu Po Long Mo Gong》 is struggling. 。The authority in the Book of Genesis, she is in competition 。The pace of time in this world, she has it under control. 。She is simultaneously dealing with so much, she has lost her patience! Perhaps she can relax a little regarding the suppression of . She realized she doesn't really need the recognition of people like Jiang Wang anymore. The light of humanity is nothing more than that, given only to those who are pedantic! She used to be so pedantic... Facing the crowd gathering around her, she asked for the last time: "Do you think the same way" "It's a simple judgment>>>" 。"Xì mìng coldly said: “I believe in the mother Han Gong of all methods, I believe in the Confucian and Legalist ancestors of all ages... I don't believe in the world of fireworks in the Fire Department of a shrinking witch like Floating Lu." 。I don't believe a word you said. 。 。When he's with his master, he's used to waiting for the master to speak first. 。When he is with his junior brother, he is used to letting his junior brother speak. 。But the eyes of Qing Huo Guan Wen looked over. 。There is a kind of questioning in their eyes, as if an ancient sage is scrutinizing the unworthy descendants of later generations. 。He became somewhat angry. 。Both the master and his disciple were very intelligent people, but he was not stupid either. 。How could this person think they could fool him He seriously, once again, emphasized: "You've done a lot of evil, your heart is rotten through and through." 。"It's still the same opening line, still that evaluation made after wading through a sea of corpses." 。Regardless of what this person said afterward, what identity they assumed for themselves, or what experiences they enriched their lives with, it couldn't change their actions at that time. 。His evaluation is based on evil itself. 。At a certain moment, while watching Qingxiu Guangtou, I felt that the cleanliness and determination in his bald eyes were more dazzling than the halo above his head. 。"Stubborn!" Her voice was heavy, as if reason itself had become weighty. 。Then she turned her gaze, and saw a bow. 。 。These prodigies, with their diverse personalities and life experiences, share a similar steadfastness in some way. 。They all have their own life ideals and ways of doing things, and they won't be easily influenced by anyone. 。Even if that person claimed to be the "Mother of Han!" Compared to Ximending and Qingli, Li Fengyao stayed in Fulu for a longer time, came into contact with more people from Fulu, and truly experienced the lives of the people there. 。For example, even Jing Shui Chengan, that immensely wise shaman, once lost his composure in despair, recounting how he had slowly faded from the peak of his youth to decrepitude. 。Laying bare her aged heart, she saw a seemingly wise and learned figure struggling against the invisible shackles of the world. She witnessed how he agonized in a state of perpetual despair, forever unable to advance further, yet tirelessly pondering the future of his people. 。For example, Jing Shui Cheng Yan's disciple, that devout little boy, how innocent and romantic he was, standing tall with a heroic ambition, believing the world to be full of infinite possibilities. 。For example, the faith absorbed by that statue of the goddess 。In the stillness of night, the most common prayers are simple and beautiful wishes... to be home, to grow up, to have healthy limbs, to be understood, to be loved... These are vibrant lives, real people. 。She then drew back the bow. 。Her beautiful, alabaster fingers grew increasingly crimson, their fresh blood staining the icy strings: "You said you sculpted them with your own hands, yet claimed they were nothing but clay and crops" 。You've lived in this world for so long, you thought they didn't exist. 。You say you molded them like clay, didn't you truly touch their bones and blood Don't you feel—"At the peak of one's power, the string is slack"— 。"How hot is that!" Hundreds of millions of Floaters warriors roared out like beasts. 。They were baffled, enraged, and heartbroken. They were living their lives earnestly, working hard to build their futures, so why were they treated like animals Frost's divine sense stretched to its limit, every detail of the battlefield reflecting in his mind like a mirror. 。Assisted by Bai Yu Xia, Lian Yu Chan, and Lin Xian... 。Under the full cooperation of tribal leaders such as Jing Shui Cheng Yin and Qing Huo Yuan Chen... 。Under the blessing of Ji Huo Yu Xiu holding the Book of Creationtty cruelties.This is a placeholder for text content." represents HTML tags, not text needing translation.In the mansion of Marquis Wu'an, Zheng Shangming pondered his words and slowly said, "I mean,...