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... can make weapons with peace of mind.
Hundreds of cultivators were watching nearby, and Wang Changyue looked at Wang Qingqing with a nervous look in his eyes.
Wang Qingqing sat cross-legged on the futon, with a slightly pale complexion. Six pale golden flying needles were suspended in front of him. Each flying needle was about a foot long, and several spiritual patterns were faintly visible on the surface.
She moved her Fajue incessantly, and one after another, Fajue hit the ...
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