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In ancient times, Liwangdui cracked, and a vicious Qiongqi, who had been trapped for thousands of years, broke out, causing great disaster to the Holy Continent. Lang Xiyu, a young herbal collector with no ambitions and ignorance, accidentally fell off a cliff and accidentally swallowed a foreign substance's essence and blood. Manggu Zhuha relied on both misfortune and blessing. Since the beginning of the Small Thousand Realm, he has been determined to embark on the path of spiritual practice. Hitting the pillars and singing wildly, I have settled my grudges. I can't look back from now on. I raise my head to look up at the dark stars. The dark and evil abyss, the strange mist, the treacherous clouds, this is a vast and magnificent world of fairy tales. The gods and witches are afraid to look at me, and the spirits and monsters stop fighting when they hear it. There are eight million swordsmen in the sky, but they must lower their eyebrows when they see me! A demon walks in the vast cloud ruins.
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