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... red Land, there were only 89 Immortal Monarchs who needed the Emperor Dao Saint Pill.

"Little Black, leave 100 pieces, distribute the rest according to the ratio."

"With the medical power of the Emperor Dao Saint Pill, one is enough."

"In addition, bring me all the Divine Medicine and Divine Materials required for refining the Divine Origin Holy Pill."

After refining a cauldron of Holy Pills, Xu Feng got hooked.

He felt that while refining Holy Pills in th ...

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