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    The token disintegrated in the air and quickly transformed into a battle armor.

    Pale Iron Hanna Armor.

    After the bombing of the Immortal Palace operation, the Han armor was damaged quite a bit, especially at the back. The greater fracture came from its interior. The Chikyu Dan, which was a key organ accessory, had been left at only 10%.

    “There’s no way around it, it has to be acted upon!”

    Ning Clumsy burrowed into the Cang Iron Han Armor as he bent down and leaned on his crutches. After a flash of light and shadow, the Han Armor mask transformed into an old man with a vicissitude of color, dark purple bags under his eyes, and deep wrinkles. He was clad in a tattered leather cloak, and his hanging hair and fishing death whip disintegrated and disguised itself as hair, hanging from his head to the tops of his feet.

    Tweedledum is back on the scene.

    Ning Clumsy stood in the corner and opened the teleportation array.

    The next moment, he entered the depths of the underground.

    He walked out of the teleportation room, passing by the huge dan furnace used for incinerating corpses, and his hunched figure gradually disappeared into the underground dark tunnel.

    Fire Persimmon Immortal City, Black Market.

    In the courtyard, a cultivator knelt on the ground.

    His body trembled, his nose was bruised and swollen, and his face was full of worry and fear as he arched his hands and begged for forgiveness: ”Boss Sun, I will definitely pay back the money I owe. It will definitely be paid back! You have to believe me, I…”

    In the next moment, with a flash of blade light, one of the kneeling cultivator’s arms was directly removed.

    “Awww…!”

    The kneeling cultivator froze for a moment and then howled with a miserable voice.

    He fell to the ground with his hand over his broken arm, the sharp pain causing him to roll all over the place.

    The huge wound spurted blood outward, and soon, pools of blood formed.

    Boss Sun grinned cheekily, admiring the misery in front of him.

    He had a short black coat of hair, and his cheeks were fleshy and tinted with two reddish hues, which made him very cute.

    His eyes were large and black and white. His skin was tender and smooth, with the appearance of a child of three or four years old.

    This was all because, as an infant, he had mistakenly consumed the Face Fixing Pill and turned to cultivate a certain special technique.

    Boss Sun was a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, and his full name was Sun Ling Xie.

    Sun Ling pupil sneered disdainfully, ”You still want to trick me? I’ve been in charge of the black market for so long, relying on my pair of tricks. I see people most accurately, can you fool my spiritual eyes?”

    He fiddled with his dagger as he spoke.

    The dagger was extremely sharp, flipping between Sun Lingxi’s incredibly flexible wrist and fingers, like a butterfly spreading its wings and dancing in the moonlight.

    Right at this moment, a cultivator respectfully stepped forward and stood by Sun Ling Xie’s ear, whispering something in a low voice.

    Sun Lingxi instantly tightened her smile and a cold aura flashed in her eyes.

    “You guys clean up a bit, an honored guest has arrived.” Sun Ling pupil waved her hand, and immediately, two burly body cultivators with a face full of horizontal meat, trotted over.

    One person directly broke the neck of the cultivator with the broken arm and carried the body away.

    The other cast a spell to clean up the small courtyard.

    A few moments later, the tufts of hair were introduced into the small courtyard.

    Sun Lingxi opened his arms and walked towards the tufts of hair with a smile on his face, “Older brother, what wind blew you here?”

    The tufts of hair were hoarse and indifferent, “Boss Sun, this time, there is indeed something I need to ask of you.”

    “I’m going to go after Sun Lie.”

    Sun Ling pupils suddenly shrunk.

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