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... p>After walking out of the dense forest, the ground gradually became barren.
The wall of poisonous mist miasma is looming, like a curtain hanging down from the sky, flickering slowly.
“I’m lucky today, there’s no wind, let’s go in.”
Eleven people formed a tight line and quickly rushed into the poisonous miasma.
Chen Lin walked behind, holding a ventilating pig urine bubble in his hand, but he didn't use it at all.
The monk's breath is long, and he only n ...
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