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The haggard color on Ye Jin's face gradually regained a hint of vitality. Mumu flew docilely in front of Ye Jin, resting on his chest, her pitch-black, bean-sized eyes staring intently at his face.

The icy expression faded from her face, her brows and eyes suffused with a warm and gentle hue, and smiling as she turned back, she naturally saw her cousin walking toward her.

A roaring sound began to echo from all the bones in his body. If it were not for Song Yun's successive miraculous encounters during this period, which had made his physical strength much greater than before, he probably would not have been able to endure such gravity right now. However, as the gravity within this formation continued to rise, Song Yun had no idea how much longer he could hold on.

Such immense ambition! Back in the day, Pangu also sought to transcend the realm of the Heavenly Dao and evolve the Primordial World, yet in the end, he still suffered defeat. Today, simply because you possess sufficient merit, you dare to be so arrogant?

This is the Chinese Federal government's latest "laser dazzle weapon." Due to the airship's load capacity, its power is quite substantial. Its function is to destroy photoelectric systems while simultaneously causing the attacked individuals to experience temporary disorientation and temporary blindness.

Renovation and purchasing furniture are always the most expensive tasks, but she had saved quite a bit over the past two years. Coupled with Chu Di handing over all his debit cards to her, Lin Xiangwan no longer needed to worry about money.

"Speak now and make an honest confession, or I guarantee I will make you wish you were dead," Ye Qing said, throwing the person onto the ground and sneering.

"What on earth is going on?" Even Xiao Yihan was puzzled. He had clearly sensed just moments ago that Song Yun's soul power had grown immensely; how could it instantly revert to its original, extremely feeble state? Could Song Yun's injuries truly be this severe?

Song Yun took a deep breath and stored the Demon God statue into the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. Ever since he obtained the Demon God statue, bizarre events had occurred one after another. In Song Yun's eyes, this Demon God statue had become immensely miraculous, and moreover, what Song Yun witnessed in that fleeting moment was far more than just scenes of the Demon God waging war.

Zhao Dechan began to deliberate whether he should go pick up Sister Su or stay in the hotel to enjoy himself with Director Lan, whom he had already made drunk.

This time I did not use the Heavenly Sword Footwork, but instead used a set of footwork taught to me by Liu Sheng: the Sixty-Four Hexagrams Footwork.

Opening their eyes wide in horror at everything unfolding in the arena, the expressions on the faces of all the First Corps soldiers present were utterly shocked to the extreme, their mouths unanimously wide open in a large O-shape.

Finding even one of them would be exceedingly difficult; how many Wan Guicang and the Priest would actually be able to find remained an entirely unknown matter.

Hua Zijian held a deep affection for Liulin, perhaps because it was his hometown.

"How far is it from here? If shots are fired over there, can we hear it from this side?" Xiao Yan needed to understand this situation.

Out of a dozen bodyguards, only six were left—no, only five. Just a moment ago, another bodyguard had fallen at her feet. Her bodyguards were trained by professional companies and included retired special forces soldiers from Huaxia, yet compared to these people, they appeared utterly amateurish.

"Brother, you also know the strength of the Lord of Wandan City, your older brother truly apologizes..." Once the others left, Zhao Yunhu once again wore an apologetic expression.

"Forget him, he's just someone who can never stay still; he can go wherever he likes," the big green ox suddenly said.

Chen Junxiang said proudly, "Money is not a problem. What I care about least is money; in my eyes, this stuff is just a number." Indeed, today's Chen Junxiang was undoubtedly one of the top super-rich individuals in the country, and money had long since become a numbness to him.

Li Zhu was stunned at first, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll add an invisibility talisman!" His voice was filled with reluctance and anger.

Wherever his gaze fell, Xiao Jinniu was wearing black silk stockings and high heels, a pair of long legs swaying right before his eyes.

That is, the world can no longer sustain holding so many things together, suffering from a severe lack of power, which is why it voluntarily chose to shrink the instances.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth held a goblet in his hand, containing half a glass of high-end red wine, and took a gentle sip.

Suqin was slightly startled, and then a trace of warmth welled up in the depths of her eyes. Oh well, as long as the young lady is happy; it has been a long time since she had seen such a lively and spirited young lady.

The big shots and their subordinates from both the south and north of the Yangtze River shouted out one after another. At this time, whoever shouted louder felt a bit more confidence in their heart.

Having managed with great difficulty to cultivate to the level of a Nascent Soul Patriarch, they cherished their lives far more than ordinary Qi-refining cultivators.

He opened WeChat again to check the messages Su Yumeng had sent him, finding the screen filled with words expressing fear and the hope that Shen Yan would go keep her company.

Immediately afterward, a warm breath rose from his Dantian, sweeping through his limbs and bones in the blink of an eye.

Yet he could not say he couldn't, otherwise, those two old fellows might think of ways to make things difficult for him upon his return.

In the sky and on the ground, tens of thousands of shells were fired toward the city walls of Shangjiang City, sending up a simultaneous cascade of debris kicked up by the shell impacts all along that section of the wall.

Hearing that the righteous army was fiercely attacking Xichong County, and looking at the map before him, Zhang Dingguo found himself in quite a difficult predicament. Last year had seen a poor harvest, and all the armies were short of grain. Horses could no longer be fed with grain, and many had lost weight, which severely impaired the mobility of the Da Xi army.

"A-shun, is the news you brought reliable?" Yuwen Jiong casually placed his saber on the table, his gaze immediately falling upon the map, glowing with vigor.

After all, when an army moves north, it is not just soldiers; there are also accompanying laborers, oxen and horses, and even rounded-up captives and refugees. Not to mention how much food people and horses consume daily, every step further forward from the rear requires more laborers, vehicles, oxen, and horses, and naturally demands even greater consumption.

"Alright, I was a bit slow-witted. Indeed, we should just attack directly," Babidan said with a naive expression.

Of course, the current regular corps of the Ming army no longer used this equipment; these were only usable by the reserve corps and the garrison troops in border regions.

As for the other top members, Miyawaki Sakura was also showing very strong momentum, not only frequently appearing on variety shows but also becoming a regular fixture on magazine covers due to her stunning figure.