Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 1235
By now, the Mortal Renegade was completely covered with innumerable cracks. Then, rumbling sounds echoed out as he began his first attempt to move!!
After which, his muscular arms continued slamming down the anvil with his gigantic hammer, as thunderous and crisp sounds rang out.
"Mmm, I trust you!" Smiling gently as she looked at Qing Shui, her smile was so warm and calm!
Apparently, even sound-muffling spell formations couldn't stop the sound of the explosions. The disciples' rage grew, and even the elders were shocked and could hardly believe what Bai Xiaochun was doing.
Blood spurted out as wounds opened up all over him, and blood also oozed out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He tried to struggle, but it seemed useless. Soon, his vision began to fade.
"What called out to the fan after it became whole¡?" he thought. "Could it be¡?" His heart began to pound.
Effects of the Small Revitalizing Pellet:
His rapid cultivation base progress in subsequent days had also been because of that black stone. And every so often, the Vile-Emperor would give him another stone.
Song Que had spent an entire bitter year eating frugally and risking his life to reach the threshold of being a yellow-robed disciple. Now, he felt like he was about to fall to pieces mentally.
"I'm afraid that you would be led away by another filthy male before I get stronger." Qing Shui said, as his acting skills enable his face to be filled with bitterness and sorrow.
Except for Song Que. Song Que knew Bai Xiaochun very well, and had stolen a glance at him moments ago. When he realized what was going on, a strange expression had appeared on his face, and he had to hold back from facepalming.
"So, what do you think?" he asked proudly, waving his hand to extract the red p¨¡ramit¨¡ lily from her.
As soon as the golden beam of light slammed into Nine-Isles, he let out a bloodcurdling scream. Although he was still teleported away, the control power exerted by Bai Xiaochun's Heavenspan Dharma Eye managed to grab onto his arm and rip it clean off of his shoulder.
Glaring, he lunged forward, pulled out the Greatsword of the North and slashed it toward the tree.
Although Qing Shui had expected such things to happen, he was still shocked for an entirely different reason - there were too many guests paving their way into the banquet.
"How long would that be?" Wu-shuang gazed at Qing Shui in shock as she asked, feeling somewhat ill at ease.
Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 1235 End!