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Chapter 569: Cihang Pudu

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The Three Pure Ones' Extermination Slash is extremely ruthless.

Qiaoshijian slashed through a black mountain and completely destroyed the entire "collective of demonic thoughts."

The other five demonic black mountains also shattered into debris.

But this was not yet over.

The residual thunder and fire of the Three Pure Ones' Extermination Slash rapidly spread along the bottom of the rift, purging all the pus-like corrupted earth qi.

With just one strike, the chronic ailment that had persisted for over six years at the bottom of the rift was eradicated.

The Jazz's interior had major flaws this season; after Milsap's superstar performance in last season's playoffs, his play this season declined sharply; Alder Jeffrey's stats were impressive, but both players relied on brute strength and offensive prowess, offering little defensive contribution and moving too slowly.

She did not know about the sniper attack on Snake Eye, but when Zai Zai was hit by the sniper rifle, she was standing on the ground watching; she had no time to think, her only instinct was to seize the chance and flee. Yet after safety was secured, recalling the scene made it easy to connect the dots to the sniper.

When you get hooked on watching TV, you can grab it anytime to apply a touch, without needing to go specifically to the bedroom to reapply.

After all, barring unforeseen circumstances, both sides were in a cooperative relationship; digging up a partner's talent was not something Wu Bin wished to do—it was beneath his dignity.

Zhou Jiu watched Qi Wanguan make this call with beaming delight, unsure how to comment.

The guard at the entrance had long noticed this stranger who stood motionless at the door for ages, finally slumping like a salted fish.

The two teams traded blows, exchanged baskets, scored back and forth; the point gap never widened much, both teams played well, but in the playoffs, it was impossible to quickly pull away.

Yet after many days passed, Shen Yun still took no action. They finally understood: their lord had no intention of holding them accountable.

These disciples were among the fourth group evacuated; on Yiji Ridge, they had outwitted Cui Kantaou and others for over two years and knew the Daoist Alliance Army's ways well. Thus, after Zhao Xuan's hint, they all believed this was exactly what the Daoist Alliance Army would do.

The White Emperor Sword was held in her hand, its surface still faintly glowing with white spiritual light, which seemed to frighten the omnipresent demonic qi, preventing it from spreading within ten feet.

"My brother Simu speaks truly," said another Daoist. "Brother Lin, if you need our help in the future, don't be polite—we're always at your call."

Fang Yan was startled and instinctively glanced down at Han Yan's foot; she wore high heels barefoot, her ivory-white instep, like lamb's fat jade, was breathtakingly beautiful—a pair of feet that stirred the urge to lean down and kiss them.

Long Jingteng glanced at Zhong Chuchu, trembling in fear, and realized his words might have been too harsh; after all, when Mu Siyan had fallen, Zhong Chuchu had also rushed forward to help her. Such a cold attitude toward her was bound to unjustly hurt an innocent.

When Zhang Chao trained in the Hidden Sect, he had heard many secrets. The professor who taught about various toxins once mentioned the zombie virus developed by America's Future Lab in the 1980s.

The defensive array and illusion array set by Gu Hun slowly began to dissolve; Han Yi and Old Wang's figures gradually became clear, and soon fully appeared before everyone, the defensive array immediately withdrawn by Han Yi.

Fang Yan silently whistled—Mengzhi Lan had been advertised on Beijing media; though he had no real grasp of tobacco or alcohol, he knew the price was exorbitant!

Thus, the graduation ceremony of the Zhenyang Spirit Arts Academy officially ended, marking the beginning of the students' hardships.

Yet Han Yi laughed aloud at this phenomenon—he alone knew what it meant; it seemed Gu Hun was about to emerge from seclusion.

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