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... mediately emitted a sword cry, exhaling a three-foot sword Qi, snow-white and cold, a bone-chilling murderous aura spread out.
Gu Yuan felt as if he was holding a slippery flood dragon in his hand. As Primordial True Qi poured into it, the Qi and the sword body perfectly merged, operating smoothly and at will.
"Sixty-three restrictions? Top-grade Magical Artifact..."
Noticing the number of restrictions in the sword, Gu Yuan couldn’t help but be greatly astonished, hesitat ...
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