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... watching the crowds fighting below, leaked a satisfied look.

"These disciples are not bad."

"It is estimated that in one hundred and eighty years, we can stand on our own."

Lingxi Xianjun, wearing a long blue dress, watched quietly over his head.

Every disciple has a crisis, her gaze is all over.

Looking at it in person, the safety factor is also relatively high.

A secret realm, after practicing for twenty days, it felt similar, Lingxi Xianjun led the t ...

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