Everyone acted as they said, and Chu Ling sensed a direction, and began to dig down, first digging a hole in the ground.

The mountains around the valley contain deadly dangers, only from the ground.

They show their means.

Zhu Jiong and Chu Ling and Xu Qingluo used their swords, while the disciples of Tiangang Palace used their palms. With one palm, the soil and stones were like tofu.

The light of Zhu Jiong's sword is like a tornado. Wherever it passes, the soil is flying up one after another, dancing with the sword wind, and finally flying

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