The Language of Popcorn

"You mean this..." Lin Xiu's pupils contracted slightly as he recalled the knowledge he had learned from his textbooks.

The security personnel outside glanced through the monitoring room at the man's actions inside and immediately nodded.

"I definitely need the opportunity to enter the underground blood pool. In addition, I also want the Lord's promise to ensure that I can enter the battlefield palace in the future," Chu Yunduan said solemnly.

"Come on, let's not talk about these for now. I need to give you some divine pills and divine artifacts." Lin Xufan knew that back in their battle from years ago, all the divine artifacts had been shattered and scattered into the deep reaches of the universe.

Presently, aside from the Yang sisters, who were too exhausted and resting in their own rooms, Yu Hongxian, Wu Zuile, and Mao Yesheng were all staying in Du Chenfei's room, sprawling in various positions, some lying down and some leaning against each other.

For instance, if we need a certain village to cooperate with us on a matter, but this matter is obstructed by their village patriarch, can we still proceed with it?

What Li Zehua needed to do now was not only to refine it completely, but also to transform it into his own natal divine talisman.

Seeing that terrifyingly massive frog fly out like a stone from a catapult, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The crisis had finally been resolved.

The stronger your inner self is and the more steadfast you are in your path and direction, the greater your personal cultivation achievements become, and the more unfathomable this sprouting inner landscape grows.

Although it hadn't reached the point of asking everyone, "Hey, buddy, are you into Moster? I am the Emperor of Moster, and our empire is ridiculously strong," it certainly seemed pretty close to that.

Within this single sphere, even if every office came with a swimming pool, there were probably still thousands of offices.

The Reborn Fire Phoenix felt a surge of joy, finally able to shake off these two clingy plasters, but on the surface, it maintained a placid expression and said, "This seat still needs to search for the Celestial Fire Velvet, so I will not travel with the two of you. Farewell for now, until we meet again." In its heart, however, the Reborn Fire Phoenix thought: *Once I recover my strength, if we meet again, it will be your day of death.*

Seeing that Zhao Xing was quite adept at such pleasantries and entirely devoid of any servant mindset, Tan Xiao slipped straight out of the room. Judging by the attitude of the Wu family, even if they were to hold a knife to their throats and force them to speak ill of Zhao Xing, it probably wouldn't be easy.

In the distance among the human formation, an unusual sight appeared. Looking closely, Hecate saw that there were a full two hundred or so skeletons.

He had always believed that after he delivered the letter from the Wen family to Zhao Ting, Zhao Ting and Wen Bilian would contact their family. Because of their marital ties, he had also been relatively close to Zhao Ting for a time.

Those factions controlling the import and export channels of the Zombie Star were usually heartless predators who swallowed people whole.

Chen Tian was very eager to know whether breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm via the so-called Three Thousand Great Dao was the legendary Mythological Great Luo.

Except for Zhao Li and Zhao Kai, whose expressions were slightly displeased, envoys from other countries beamed with joy. Aside from the ambitious Ling Kingdom, no one dislikes hearing such flattering words.

Having assigned the naval commander the mission of a long-range voyage, he instructed him to coordinate with the commander of the Eagle Regiment to complete the reconnaissance of Xiakjing City and confirm the shipping routes.

With a loud "Boom!", the giant ghost soldier staggered, took a few steps back, and then charged forward again with a roar.

First, the muscles in its abdomen twitched, and the spasm quickly spread across its entire body. Struggling in terror, the swallowing python desperately tried to suppress that terrifying spasm, but to no avail. In an instant, its body became hideously deformed. The giant python, renowned for its flexibility, now resembled an over-twisted rope that could snap at any moment.

Right in front of his chest, the erupting blood was mixed with a hint of dark, gloomy, and eerie aura—that was the Nether Qi. Driven away by this Nether Qi, the remaining power of the astral power shockwave was completely and utterly resisted.

After scattering the bone powder, Western Poison used incantations and hand seals to urge it on, sending the phosphorescent bone powder hurtling toward the tenth-grade Jiangtou master.

Seeing no reaction from the Star Moon Valley's pavilion, Wang Ming堂 on the arena smiled once again, his words carrying a hint of provocation.

At the command of the legion commander, a patrol and reconnaissance team consisting of several hundred people immediately materialized out of the void and flew resolutely toward the spacetime tunnel.

As Xue Lang's shout fell, the few people behind him also readied themselves for a fierce battle. Aside from Liu Baicheng, tangible killing intent radiated from the others as well.

Numerous immortal-cultivation stars that had once been vibrant with life were reduced to cosmic dust. Those stars that shone brightly before the war were now utterly silent. Looking out, the starry space was blanketed in a hazy gray, formed by the layers of dust.

However, if one were to establish a similar supporters' club domestically, then they would be the ones calling the shots.

Zhao Yuwei had needed to change her clothes earlier and had chased him out beforehand, but Su泽 naturally wouldn't mention that to anyone.

Yet, just when he thought this trip was coming to an end, the National Gallery had one final event.

Zhou Yang and Miaomiao's performance costumes were provided by the training room during their practices, and Miaomiao was the one who styled them both for today.

Knowing the foreign netizens' praise for the film, Xu Mu's friends once again sent him congratulatory messages.

An Yan had not known about Yu Ziqing's management methods in her past life, but now, walking into the workshop with him, she deeply felt his extremely high prestige within the factory.

Several attendants exchanged glances, their hearts sinking. They cupped their fists, knelt on one knee, and lowered their heads without daring to make a sound.

"We can't leave. The entire space has been locked down," Wu Yuelian said with a pale face.

Hearing someone speak, Yang Niixiao was slightly startled, then instinctively raised her hand to cover her upper body with her shirt and turned back to look.

Lu Wuzhao had already used his pearl-cleansing item, so he had no way to directly absorb the nether energy on the mist entity. The group had no choice but to directly destroy the formation and deploy personnel to monitor it remotely.

Di Renjie's expression was solemn, his hand resting on the Chiyou Saber. However, Wu Zetian gently shook her head, her gaze profound. Di Renjie pressed his lips together, sighed, and had no choice but to sit back down in his seat.

Chen Xuanze had not forgotten the bold promise he made to Ye Feng: to present Ye Feng with a big gift tomorrow morning.

One must know that previously, Ulrich had told Tang Ming that the place where his family members had been trafficked was an island called Guiliu Island.

However, as the saying goes, even a clay figurine has three parts of temper, let alone Gao Baozang, who had been raised in luxury and privilege? Yuan Dazu's words humiliated him deeply, causing his complexion to turn extremely unsightly.