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0463: The design of Zhu Datianwang's Tiger Mountain Tour! Guaranteed monthly pass(2/2)

Countless tiny streams of information pass through my mind like thunder and lightning, eliminating the essentials.

With the help of the mysterious power of enlightenment spent on cultivation points and potential points, information about the exercises continues to collide with sparks of spiritual light, deepening the understanding of the exercises and improving the realm.

Buzz!!

Jiang Dali's body buzzed like a golden bell, his muscles, bones and skin were adjusting and vibrating, making sounds, and the skin all over his body began to emit a golden light.

The eyebrows, hair, and lips were all dyed gold as if they were gilded.

The whole person instantly transformed into a golden figure, sitting upright on the jade stone seat, with his energy and spirit highly concentrated.

In this state, Jiang Dali opened his mouth and swallowed the warm blood Bodhi directly.

boom!!--

A blazing and domineering energy like a flame was accompanied by violent roars that were like illusions. In the body, the mind was raging and raging crazily.

Even in the state of indestructible power.

Jiang Dali felt a scorching heat within his body, and his highly condensed spirit trembled slightly, shaken by the strong and ferocious anger.

However, this level of impact was still bearable for him in the state of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power.

Gradually as time passed, the energy contained in the Blood Bodhi was quickly refined.

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One day later.

The river is swaying and the moon is bright.

The magic eagle carried Jiang Dali and Wang Yuyan, who were refreshed and energetic, and had passed several gorges, mountains and tributaries of rivers.

Gradually we arrived at the site of Twelve Links.

When you get here, you can see a lively market and a lively town.

The streets and piers are full of people coming and going, bustling and busy.

There are martial artists setting up arenas, merchants driving horses into the market, and fishermen hurriedly picking up chickens, ducks and crabs from broken baskets on the waterfront.

Some boats docked on the shore, and there was a lot of noise on the shore, including the sound of hawkers, the sound of mules being driven, and the crowing of chickens.

These sounds represent the population, as well as the power and prestige that Twelve Links has built over the years.

Here people from all over the world come together from various religions, and accents from all places can be heard here.

Jiang Dali looked down at such a lively place, sighing at Zhu Xiawu's prowess, but also feeling a sense of conquest that he was about to crush it all under his feet.

"Some people always want to get things that don't belong to them. Zhu Xiawu is such a person, but soon, his things will become mine..."

Wang Yuyan said amusedly, "Then, village leader, are you also such a person?"

"Of course I am!"

Jiang Dali raised his thick eyebrows slightly and stretched out his thick arms with bulging muscles.

The skin of this arm is like cast iron, with a bronze color and a few strange scarlet lines.

"But I am more powerful than him.

This world is a process of big fish eating small fish and big shrimp eating small shrimps.

Go down..."

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