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... Martial Immortal by Reaching the Pure Martial Limit [Monthly Ticket Requested]_5
"So, why not join Qian Yuan?"
Han Qizhong and Wenlong Yuwen felt as if their eardrums were being pierced by thunder.
A moment of daze.
Feng Zhiqi had already walked out of the Temple Control Bureau.
With a single step.
A terrifying Qi-Blood condensed, like smoke entwined, blood and flesh like glass, and bones like gold.
Extraordinary presence, peerless aura!
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