Chapter 174: A Brick to the Head! Li Junsheng in Danger

Lu Ping turned her head in astonishment, failing to understand what Li Junsheng meant by this.

"What, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing that the good deed was about to be accomplished, only to be disrupted by Li Junsheng once again, the anger that the broken-browed man had been harboring toward him instantly flared up anew.

After the span of about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the miserable cries gradually grew somewhat hoarse, and the sound also became much weaker.

Arthur pulled out the beast-chewed blade and traced a pattern on the ground. As the great sword moved, the outline of a magic circle slowly emerged.

Han Feng rushed forward, right into his plans. Cao Ben let out a secret cry, his figure flashing to dodge the flying, piercing Azure Frost Sword. The golden spiritual sword in his palm burst with brilliant golden light, and with a mighty swing, he unleashed a fierce split-mountain strike, aiming diagonally from shoulder to back, slashing straight toward Han Feng.

More than a decade later, in 2012, the burning of corpses still occurred from time to time on this land, though the frequency was much lower than before. After all, the promotion of cremation had gradually submerged the ancient tradition of earth burial in the dust of history, and even rural areas were slowly beginning to change.

After snapping several branches, Han风 crashed to the ground, yet by this time he had already forgotten the pain. As he raised his head, he was amazed to find that the slender-waisted, red-leaved spiritual herb was standing right before his eyes, just a few feet away, exuding a faint spiritual aura. Its red leaves quivered, appearing exceptionally dazzling.

Winter dawns always arrive exceptionally late; it was already two minutes past five in the morning, but the sky remained as pitch-black as ever.

What kind of god was this? I found it rather amusing, for I had never experienced such a shy deity in all the world. I had worshipped it for ten days, yet I had no idea of its true appearance. Even the shrine in the worship room was draped with a layer of black cloth; I only knew that the god resided beneath that cloth, and beyond that, I knew absolutely nothing else.

The remaining Roman soldiers and Thracian mercenaries broke through one after another. The Roman soldiers hacked at the thighs and shins of the imperial heavy cavalry with their short swords, while the terrifying Thracians were even more formidable, directly wielding their rhomphaias to harvest a heavy toll of heads.

"Ruxue, are you trying to say..." I instantly linked this to the kind of insects we had encountered earlier. Could these be the very insects secretly recorded in ancient Egyptian texts?

Among them, a man lying on the bed of a dilapidated rented room near the hospital saw his father smile for the first time in an entire year, and even managed to converse with a patient in another bed.

While these things were ostensibly driven by spiritual power, their underlying principles could always be connected to the modern scientific system.

Ruan Jiaojiao was somewhat curious. She turned her head and only then noticed that the man's gaze was resting on Shao He at the very back.

"Eh—is that so?" Sakkad wore an indifferent expression, while Blue Light gazed at him with a solemn look.

Luo Qi scratched his head timidly and muttered softly, "It's nothing. I just suddenly had an idea! Uh... no... I just got some inspiration for today's practice... so..." Watching Luo Qi hesitate, Murong Qing blinked her eyes in bewilderment, completely at a loss.

Following the base members to the tent area, he glanced outside and saw a kind of tent material he had never seen before—complete with windows and doors, something he truly hadn't expected.

They could also hear that Zhou Cang indeed harbored no resentment toward them whatsoever, and the root of the matter did not lie with them at all.

With a furious shout from Zimo, the Meridian Sword pierced through the grey wolf's body. As Zimo's hand gestures shifted, the Meridian Sword violently rebounded in space, hurtling back to slash at the grey wolf's neck! Yet when it was merely an inch away, the Meridian Sword was repelled by a powerful external force, and the blade drifted downward through the air, gently embedding itself into the yellow sand.