Chapter 50: A Major Contribution, Eating Chicken Legs!

Puo Shuo burst into wild laughter, mocking them for being so foolish and naive.
It radiated a sense of near-madness, reckless and desperate, as if he wanted everyone to march toward destruction together!

"Puo, Puo Shuo! Don't think that just because you are the person in charge here and hold a higher position than me, you can completely disregard the lives of the people below!"
Hearing this, Fourth Old mustered up the courage to walk over.
Along the way, he was also worried about whether those animals would attack him, and every step he took was full of caution.

However, the moment Wu Cheng made contact with the palm, he sensed that something was wrong. This palm was not as powerful as he had imagined; it was practically all show and no substance. The pressure the palm exerted on him was inferior even to that of an average Diamond-tier powerhouse.

As for Fourth Brother Qin's family, nothing much had actually happened. It was just that his elderly mother had taken a bad fall, and it looked quite serious. The family members panicked and hastily called Fourth Brother.

First, given his current realm, the Primordial Qi in the external environment was more than sufficient. Second, damaging the Primordial Qi of the earthly veins would cause catastrophic impacts on this mountain forest, such as earthquakes or the withering of vegetation.

Yet, just as many nations were evaluating China's Longjing submarine, the Longjing also began to move.

As for the soldiers and knights previously knocked down by Amsur, upon seeing this scene, they were frightened and began running away into the distance, some even panicking and blindly fleeing into the mountains.

Growing more terrified with each passing thought, the European nations made up their minds: they must never let things develop in this direction. Ambassadors from various countries rushed to different lands to coordinate, and thus, a new European coalition army began to form once again.

However, whenever those people mentioned this topic, they seemed to become exceptionally sensitive. Some even burst into fierce curses, yet they stubbornly refused to say another word.

The only explanation was that Soraka had been interfered with at that time—interfered with by deities of other races. Only this explanation could account for the situation back then.

Since that was the case, this old man could only be an enemy, and toward an enemy, Mephisto would never show mercy.

"Just like last time?" Krystal Jung's eyes lit up, and she was instantly tempted. The first time, Yang Mo had treated her to grilled Korean beef; the second time, Yang Mo had lost again and treated everyone to hotpot. Now it was the third time, and she wondered what Yang Mo would treat her to.

However, the Wine Sword Immortal had a thoroughly obnoxious personality. The more you told him not to take someone as a disciple, the more determined he was to do so. Therefore, when the Wine Sword Immortal met Li Xiaoyao, he decisively decided to take him under his wing.

Looking up at the boundless sky, Harry felt for the first time that this vast world had no place for him.

Just a short while ago, he had attended the preliminary child-student examination hosted by the county. Most of the examinees were scholars from Qiantang, so the competition was low. Relying on his own abilities, he naturally passed with flying colors among the top few, once again cementing his reputation as a prodigy.

This scene, falling into the eyes of the others in the Blood Slaughter team, seemed even more incredible, stirring up monstrous waves in their hearts.

Not to mention the King of Bliss, even the King of Wolf Smoke and the five feudal lords behind him wore deeply shocked expressions.

Brother Yu had made it clear to him back then that breaking through to the Four Extremes was not merely a matter of resources, but also involved suppression by the Great Dao.

"Jiu Wu, why don't you refine some more medicinal pills? Quite a few of the old fellows have come to us pleading on others' behalf. You don't need to refine anything else; just the first-grade Marrow-Cleansing Pills will do," Tianyangzi said.

The thunderbolts and arrows were like friends who hadn't met in years, yet also like bitter enemies with deep-seated hatred. They paired off in combat, and regardless of which side won, it would charge forward unflinchingly.

Bird sighed softly. Fortunately, Chief Mei wasn't here; otherwise, his pressure would have been even greater.

Among the four girls laughing and playing in the footage, one of them caught everyone's attention—she had dark skin and wore an old-fashioned pair of glasses. Perhaps because of Cheng Yan's innate foundation, while that girl wasn't exactly ugly, she was certainly not pretty either, completely mismatched with Cheng Yan, who possessed a slender figure and delicate facial features.