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Chapter 1187: Three Strikes at Wall Mountain
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... s if his field of vision was infinitely drawn inwards.
The mysterious sights of the microcosm unfolded one by one before Lin Shen’s eyes.
Lin Shen felt as if he was on a high-speed train, constantly moving forward at great speed, with the scenery in his eyes changing rapidly.
Of course, Lin Shen wasn’t actually moving; it was just his vision delving deeper into the microcosm.
Lin Shen saw those strange and fantastic landscapes, impossible to describe with words, u ...
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