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A few months passed quickly.

The Shenzong's unique learning system not long ago, there were many more choices.

Of course, only secret disciples have the right to learn these unique skills at will. Even true disciples must undergo assessments before they can choose their suitable skills to practice.

The Nine Yang Divine Art has been copied several copies and sent to the little sword.

Chu Xiang has never been stingy. At least he has to return five books to him, and he has to return five books to go back.

In the world, due to the involvement of Shaolin Temple, there was another disturbance.

The Shenzhou Gang still holds the name of the world's largest gang, fighting with all kinds of bald men every day.

As for not killing, this once the largest precept in Shaolin has been broken many times in a few months.

Xuanci couldn't help but regret it secretly as the murderous aura on Shaolin disciples grew day by day, but there was never the word "regret".

Once you enter the world, don’t want to quit easily.

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"Kill, kill, kill!"

At the top of the Shenzong, the Qiong Tower that was rising every day, Chu Xiang looked down at the entire world with a cruel sneer.

When all the sects in the world are trapped in various killings every day, there are some people who are always there to rest and recuperate.

Tianmeng.

Shenzong.
Chapter completed!