Chapter 569

"Three Purities Demon-Slaying Slash" is very domineering.

Qiaoshi Sword shattered a Heishan with one slash, completely destroying the entire "Pan-Conscious Demon Thought Aggregate."

The other five demonized Black Mountains also crumbled into slag.

And this was not the end.

The thunder fire left by the Three Purities Demon-Slaying Slash spread rapidly at the bottom of the rift, cleaning up all the corrupt earth Qi like pus.

With just one move, the stubborn illness that had persisted at the bottom of the rift for more than six years...

The Jazz's inside line had a big flaw this season; after Millsap's super performance in the playoffs last season, his performance this season dropped significantly; Al Jefferson's data was also outstanding, but both of their technical characteristics were strong power and explosive offensive skills, but their contribution on the defensive end was not enough, and their speed was very slow.

She didn't know about Snake Eyes being attacked by a sniper, but when Heavy Load was hit by a sniper rifle, she was watching on the ground; there was no time to think too much at the time, and her heart was only on seizing the opportunity to escape quickly. But after being safe, recalling the scene at that time, it was easy to associate it with the role of a sniper.

When you are addicted to watching TV, you can take it over to apply it at any time, so you don't have to go to the bedroom to make up for it.

After all, if there are no accidents, both sides are in a cooperative relationship; digging the corner of a partner, Wu Bin didn't want to do this kind of thing, it's a bad product.

Zhou Jiu watched Qi Wang Wang making this phone call with great joy and didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

The security guard at the door had long noticed this stranger who stood at the door for a long time without moving and finally became a salted fish.

The two teams went back and forth, you missed, I missed, you scored, I scored. The point difference never expanded much; both teams were in good shape, but in the playoffs, there was no way to quickly pull away the score.

However, after many days, there was still no sign of any action from Shen Yun. They finally understood: the lord didn't mean to pursue them this time.

These disciples were the fourth batch to withdraw; at Yeji Ridge, they had fought wits and courage with Cui Kantou and the others for more than two years and knew the urine nature of the Cultivator Alliance Army very well. Therefore, after Zhao Xuan's guidance, they all felt that this was something the Cultivator Alliance Army could do.

The White Emperor Sword was held in her hand, and there was still a faint white spiritual light on the sword that had not dissipated; the ubiquitous demonic aura seemed to fear this spiritual light, and it dared not spread over from several feet away.

"Junior Brother Simu is right. Senior Brother Lin, if there is anything you need our help with in the future, don't be polite; we are on call." Another Daoist also said.

Fang Yan was taken aback and subconsciously looked down at Fang Han Yan's feet; she was barefoot in high heels, and the fair insteps like mutton-fat jade were heart-stirring—a pair of very beautiful feet, making people have the urge to lean over and kiss them.

Long Jingteng glanced at Zhong Chuchu, who was trembling all over, and realized that what he said just now might have been a bit excessive; after all, when Mu Siyan fell just now, Zhong Chuchu also went up to help; such a cold attitude toward others inevitably hurt the innocent.

When Zhang Chao was training in the Hidden Sect, he had heard many secrets. The professor who explained various toxins at that time had talked about the zombie virus researched by the US Future Laboratory in the 1980s.

The defensive formation and illusion formation set up by Gu Hun slowly began to unravel, and the figures of Han Yi and Old Wang slowly became clear; before long, they appeared completely in everyone's eyes, and the defensive formation was also immediately removed by Han Yi.

Fang Yan secretly clicked his tongue; Dream Blue had advertised in Beijing media; although he had no concept of tobacco and alcohol, he knew that the price was not cheap!

With this, the graduation ceremony of this session of the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy officially ended, and this also announced the beginning of the students' suffering.

Instead, Han Yi laughed when he saw this vision; only he knew what was going on; it seemed that Gu Hun was about to come out of seclusion.