Chapter 46: Lin Xin Admits He Cannot Use Offensive Magic

Seeing that Lin Xin still made no move, A Bao slightly furrowed his brows and said, "I told you to return the strike once. Why aren't you moving? Could it be that you don't even know any offensive magic?"

A Bao's casual remark happened to hit the nail on the head. Provoked by these words, Lin Xin became emotionally agitated.

With an ugly expression, his sore spot having been poked, Lin Xin looked at A Bao, then glanced at Long Haochen.

Taking a deep breath, he confessed, "Yes, I really don't know any offensive magic, so what? This is my personal affair."

The first step became crucial. After all, a ghost had haunted the upper level just moments ago, and it might still be lingering up there. Going up now would simply be walking right into a trap.

After a round of observation, Chu Yan discovered that the pile of rocks was not very large. His spiritual sense had already locked onto the opponent; this battle was virtually inevitable.

Xiang Yu thought of the gyrfalcon. If there was a problem in this world that even a gyrfalcon could not solve, then truly no one could.

Holding a pitch-black long whip pulsing with spiritual energy, Meng Yijun felt it was somewhat heavy as he received it. He glanced at Di He, his eyes seeming to ask a question.

Wang Jingzhong hurriedly dodged and retreated, yet the whistling force of fists swept toward him so fiercely that he found it difficult to evade. However, he sensed that the person before him possessed only innate strength and speed, lacking a profound internal foundation, and the intensity of his true qi was not particularly strong.

The Xiaoyao Empire's army, which had long been prepared, immediately formed a shield defense on the outer perimeter, covering the archers in the rear and buying time for the catapults on the warship. Zhang Dabiang had taken such a risk to approach the enemy's position solely to hurl all the special fire bombs aboard the ship.

She somewhat suspected it was due to her insufficient cultivation, but after checking, she instantly dismissed the possibility.

"Though the Zen staff and the wooden staff are different weapons, their usage shares quite a few similarities. Using a wooden staff in place of a Zen staff can indeed serve to conceal one's identity!" Wang Zhen'e nodded and said.

The door was left ajar. After a brief pause, Wei Jie did not knock, but gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Speaking simultaneously once more, Bu Qianhuai merely picked up his half-warm tea in silence and sipped it as if no one else were around, pretending not to notice anything.

The instantaneous shift in Li Yue's attitude also indicated that he currently felt the opportunity to bring down Feng Jianyu might finally be right before them.

By this time, both the Spirit Hall and the Seven Sects had received the news and gathered together within the underground labyrinth.

"Imperial Noble Consort, you are going too far!" Chu Yanlie said angrily, while feeling a surge of relief inwardly. He thought of stalling for a moment so that Feng Yunling would definitely pull Luo Xingchen into her birthmark space.

The dagger was already more than half-buried, and blood was spreading across the black garment. Clearly not expecting this turn of events, Gu He let out a cry of shock and released his grip on the dagger.

However, there was also a desperate method: the parts of the primeval beast could be sacrificed separately.

"We are doomed!" Feng Yunling felt like crying. Even with all her might, the space remained jammed and immovable, and she could still hear the sound of heavy raindrops ceaselessly pounding against the surface above.

In a corner of the tent were two packs of bottled water and three large bottles of cola, which should suffice for short-term survival, but no weapons were found.

"Then can you strike me with the power of reincarnation first? I want to know if the magic bead in my chest has been activated." Wang Qingchen thought for a moment before speaking.

With such thoughts in mind, Mu Zian intended to use these evolution points to enhance some of his own skills.

Having said this, Leng Feng accepted the water and food handed over by Blood Rose, noting how thoughtful Blood Rose was to consider that Amanfield must be very weak at the moment, thus directly preparing liquid nourishment to restore vitality.

"Alright, thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Ji. I'll keep it in mind." Although Xie Zhao had not sensed anything amiss with Ji Mingxian, she always cherished the kindness of others.

He slowly climbed up from the ground, his eyes turned dim and despairing, and staggered toward the cabin, leaving crestfallen and utterly desolate.