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Chapter 378: The Power of Heavenly Tribulation - Nine Heavens Divine Thunder

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Long Yun wanted to rush across the open ground to search for Old Yu in the building opposite, but as soon as he poked his head out, he was suppressed by a barrage of gunfire from the rebel army. Bullets struck the earthen wall, peeling off layer after layer of plaster, and he was pinned down, unable to move.

Looking at this old man, he must be quite advanced in age, so how is he still just a Qi Refining cultivator with one spirit pool? However, since he can cultivate in the mortal world, he must have his own cultivation resources; perhaps he has some hidden background.

"Everyone attack together and split the 10 billion." The voice of a student in the class already indicated who had arrived.

"Alright..." Lin Xin also had to admit that Lin Huang's schedule was clearly more reasonable, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Terasaka, Yoshida, Muramatsu—you few are the masterminds, right!" Koro-sensei's face turned pitch black and twisted in extreme fury, making his somewhat comical face look ferocious, which terrified these students who had never encountered any real danger.

He gripped a long barb tightly, riding on Fafnir's massive head like a professional cowboy in a North American bull-riding competition, refusing to let go no matter how Fafnir bucked and jumped, or even flew up and landed back down.

By the Song Dynasty, the weakening of spiritual energy caused the channels to the Three Realms to begin closing, and immortals vanished. By the Qing Dynasty, martial arts basically ran rampant. By the modern era, martial arts began to decline, and Earth entered the true Age of Dharma Decline.

The gifts from Liu Bao and Yang Feng were indeed substantial enough. It wasn't that Yanbei cared about the beauties gifted by Liu Bao or the fierce generals sent by Yang Feng... Could any beauty be more beautiful than Zhen Jiang? Could any fierce general be fiercer than Dian Wei?

Lin Lin naturally knew that the Crocodile still had a displacement skill left unused, but he didn't expect the Crocodile to be so reckless as to intend to fight him head-on. Speaking of which, although playing LeBlanc in the top lane is a bit of a "black technology," you shouldn't look down on it so much, right?

At sunset, the academy's iconic clock tower could be clearly seen from afar, and Tsukimi Rito's voice came from there. Ye Cheng and Julie waited on the high ground in the academy's North District for Tsukimi Rito to announce the start of the new Blaze battle. Each pair of Bonds waited in different locations and could only leave their spots after the start.

Whether the speaker was intentional or not, Lei Shengxue mistakenly believed, through Qi Tianle's evasive words, that Qi Tianle did not have those kinds of feelings for her. Thus, both of them deeply hid their own emotions.

"Had enough fun yet?" Watching Tianming leap high into the air, Wei Zhuang looked somewhat disdainful. It appeared Tianming had successfully dodged his strike, but in doing so, he had exposed an even greater opening. Such low-level mistakes simply would not exist in a duel between experts.

Eight years ago, they brought Dongfang Zixuan and the Great Elder of the Kunlun Holy Domain to the Xuanyuan family to break off the engagement, and they humiliated the person who was being rejected severely. But now, the person they once humiliated had returned, returned with unrivaled power, and with absolute means, sent those who owed him debts onto the road to the Yellow Springs.

"Ginseng fruit, fleeceflower root, heavenly silkworm root, earthly glossy ganoderma, fire loquat... and, and these, I can't even name them," one soul-stirring name after another came from Luo Yanshan's mouth, and his somewhat heavy breathing proved the excitement in his heart at this moment.

"I know what these twelve characters represent!", Li Hai slapped his thigh hard, and a series of excited sounds echoed through the empty fourth floor.

His movement caused a scene of chaos, and among the six people from the Wudao Society's Law Enforcement Hall, some even pointed their weapons at Sun Wukong.

"Who are you? What grudge do you have with the Dongfang family? Why are you acting so ruthlessly, wiping out hundreds of lives!" Yun Yao asked coldly. She knew that with Ye Chen's power, he could easily destroy the Dongfang family, but he hadn't. Although she didn't know what grievances he had with the Dongfang family, she knew he was taking revenge bit by bit.

Nangong Qingcheng, twenty-five years of age, is as her name suggests—the helmsman of Qingcheng International, one of the five major international companies in the Imperial Capital.

Perhaps it really was an internal strife within the Five Poisons Sect. Ma Guxun saw it clearly, but he was helpless. As the Sect Master, such family shame could not be confided to outsiders, which was why he appeared wooden, dull, and had lost his usual sharp edge.

Shu Nuan's skin is tender, so even though it was just a sprained foot, the right ankle still looked quite serious.

This is a method for making grass pot lids he saw in the south, usually used to cover a steamer for cooking rice.

However, she now seems to have been taken away by a Prince of the Northern Kingdom, but it is still unclear who that man is.

"Didn't see it, go look somewhere else." Grete replied irritably, continuing his research on his own.

The man was followed by two subordinates, and seeing a slave bump into Prince Sheng, they didn't have pleasant expressions either.

Their class had been suppressed by Slytherin for seven full years, and everyone dreamed of pulling a fast one on Slytherin.

"Don't think that just because there's no spiritual energy, you can beat me! If you have the guts, let's spar!" Saying this, Tian Qing drew his long sword.

"Imperial Brother cares about face, so naturally he would do that." Sheng Qianmo didn't continue this topic with Sheng Zhiyu, but instead talked with him for a while about the war in the Northern Frontier, and after they finished talking, he hurried him away.

Actually, Sun Wukong's comprehension is extremely high; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to break Patriarch Bodhi's riddle and master the seventy-two transformations and the divine art of eternal life through myriad tribulations.

However, the quality of the competition was not low at all. In order to select good talent, Wang Jinghua even specially invited many well-known music industry figures to serve as judges.

"Looking for him is useless. I already know the situation, and your master and the others are also in my hands!" Yuan Tong frowned. Li Qiang was left completely bewildered; how could his big brother go about doing things so silently and stealthily?

Li Qiang flashed over to the lair of Bi Shui Yun Tian—the innocent one. This guy was leaning triumphantly against a willow-jade, green-snail cold stone bed, resting with his eyes closed, a slender green vine stem dangling from his mouth.

Because it was getting late, Wen Tang did not give Qin Li a chance to look over her room. She led her to her own room, briefly introduced the locations of the washroom and bathroom, and then, after each of them tidied up a little, they lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

And at that time, what Xiao Qingtong thought was not that Alice's eyes were too beautiful, but rather: This girl is so comfortable to hold; it's a bargain for that brother of mine.

Zhang Zihan just listened, but she did not understand my words. Regarding Zhang Zihan's lack of understanding, I showed that I understood very well. When I was 24, my mother had said similar things to me... but I didn't take it seriously at all back then, which is why I ended up the way I am now.

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