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278: Chapter 278 Who says you can only have one trump card? It can't be a pair!

The Divine Path Purifying Flame can indeed restrain the alien races.

But!

Restraint is one thing, but the gap in scale between them is simply too vast!

It is like a small flame; while it can ignite a giant tree, when faced with an entire ocean, it can only be extinguished in an instant!

The Evil God had descended with less than one ten-thousandth of his will, yet the total volume and quality of his spiritual power were still far, far superior to Chu Sheng at his current stage!

Chu Sheng's Divine Path Purifying Flame, in the face of the opponent's...

He sheepishly withdrew his hand; lacking the assistance of Zhou Buyi's ability to read the room, his skill at fishing for positive reviews had returned to the poverty line.

Because I have a fondness for English and the education industry, and possess a relatively gentle personality—being conscientious, patient, and a good listener—I would like to change careers and work in English training.

"Mother, these are my gains from the secret realm. Father, come over and take a look—is there anything you need? Also, I've refined some array discs for you to take." Seeing her son bring the items out so casually, Leng Yan felt both gratified and moved, yet she only nodded faintly and took what she needed.

The imperial physician found it incredible and wondered: "Could this young lady be a 'medicine person' immune to all poisons?"

"This porcupine was hunted by our group yesterday. Its brute strength is no joke, and the meat is delicious—fatty but not greasy. One is enough to feed a hundred-man group for a day." Lin Liehuo poured a large bowl of strong liquor for Jiang Dongyu, then downed a large bowl himself.

And where was the other male lead, Su Ze, at this moment? Inside the capital of a certain country on the Annan Continent, which belonged to the Dark Domain, Su Ze had just stepped out of the teleportation array. Seeing no one else, he was momentarily panicked, though he didn't show it; however, his attire and appearance did attract quite a few onlookers.

"Are you saying that I'm doing something unnecessary!" Lu Quan's voice was neither high nor low, but the phantom's body suddenly trembled as it spoke.

Failing to capture the Apostle twice and losing the First Life Wheel to an alien world was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the prestige of the Huaxia cultivation world and the peerless authority of Heavenly Mandate.

"My information is the most complete." A poor scholar in a washed-out green shirt spat out these words. Seeing everyone's gaze turn toward him, he felt a strange, satisfying sense of being the center of attention. He couldn't help but straighten his back, looking extremely smug.

The two shared a smile and rushed into the Wheat Ear Valley. A faint scent of wheat could be smelled throughout the entire valley; it was not strong, but it was refreshing and omnipresent.

As soon as Commander Li saw the reinforcements from the Xie Biao arrive, tears immediately welled up in his eyes. Unfortunately, he had already been gagged with a wooden stick, so although he wanted to say a few words, he couldn't make a sound.

Qiao Neng began to feel remorse; he had overlooked the fact that, to her, H City was merely a place where she buried herself in studies and part-time jobs. Over four years, she had completed all the coursework for two majors and squeezed in time to work as a tutor. She had no time to make friends, and thus no one to confide in; her troubles and grievances had to be borne by herself alone.

Although the five Power-Storage Pills had only provided him with an increase of over a hundred jin in strength, under the terrifying pressure of the gravity chamber, two more of his strength crystals awakened, bringing his total power to a massive 3,300 jin.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir." Baer smiled, but instead of leaving immediately, he began to look at the other ores.

By the time he received the imperial decree and went to Luzhou, he encountered Meng Shaohui. Meng Shaohui saw his ambition at a glance, bit his finger to take an oath, and pledged his loyalty to him. Now, having established a good reputation among the courtiers and earned the title of the Virtuous King, he looked back on all that had passed and felt as if it were only yesterday.

Not long after Wang Rui returned to the province as a candidate, the position of Assistant Magistrate of Baoqing Prefecture became vacant. In a moment of impulse, Xu Youren, without consulting Zhang Liangji, posted a notice appointing Wang Rui to act as the Assistant Magistrate of Baoqing Prefecture.

The Great Sea Boundless Sword that Feng Wuliang had just unleashed possessed boundless ferocity; its grade was at least that of a six-star Imperial Weapon.

The sound of boots was rhythmic and powerful. Princess Ji sat up; the maid at the door bowed her head and lifted the curtain as Prince Ji, dressed in a summer robe, strode in.

Qiao Neng's face was pale, his thin lips devoid of any color; he was a completely different person from the high-spirited man at the banquet. Nie Wanluo had never seen him like this since they had met, and in a panic, tears welled up in her eyes without warning.

Before the patrol officers of the left and right battalions of the Ti Biao could even leave, a contingent of soldiers from the Yongshun Xie swarmed toward the Chen Battalion. Using the stocks of their rifles and the backs of their blades, they began to indiscriminately smash and hack at the Chen Battalion soldiers, refusing to let anyone speak; it was incredibly vicious.

Everyone was wary not only of Zhao Xiaoqian's status as the Heir Apparent, but also of his recently developed, cruel personality.

Luo Wanxing pursed her lips. It seemed as though Xie Nanlin had lowered his stance, but... but perhaps it was because this man was accustomed to keeping everything under his control that, despite his humble posture, Luo Wanxing still felt imprisoned by him, with nowhere to escape.

Just as he was immersed in a moment of tranquility and reflection, his phone rang abruptly again. The sound, crisp as a silver bell, instantly shattered the silence and pulled his attention back.

Old Feng had represented the coal yard's loading crew at a meeting in the factory this afternoon, perfectly dodging today's feast of physical labor.

His large hand gently held her foot, and with a light prick of the sterilized silver needle, blood began to flow out.

After entering Dongzhimen, he headed west. When passing Beixinqiao, Duan Chengliang felt the few dollars remaining in his pocket and decided to turn into the grocery store on the north side of the western entrance of Shiqueqiao Hutong.

He loved her; this emotion surged in his chest from time to time. He wanted to suppress it with reason, but it was agonizing.

Could Mrs. Wei, the Fifth Aunt, have a secret lover in Second Brother? Otherwise, why would she be so eager to explain that she wasn't close to him, when she had never mentioned knowing him before?

Qin Mingjian was left speechless by Bao Lida's words. He silently lowered his head and began to re-examine the documents in his hands.

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