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... life and death.
Pieces of dao rhyme sprayed on the bridge, the gray light kept flickering, and the fog was shrouded, hazy and mysterious.
Click!
Immediately afterwards, the moment the bridge first emerged, it shattered again.
I don’t know if such a space-time bridge shouldn’t exist between heaven and earth, or because Chen Shen’s understanding of the two ways of time and space is not thorough enough.
Or, he hasn't visualized enough, he just has a half-know ...
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