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... , and hurried to the core of the sect, the Ice Pavilion where the head of the sect is.

When the disciples of the sect saw the flying magic weapon, they knew it was Master Qingyun.

One of the disciples who had just joined the sect somewhat hated iron but said: "Uncle Qingyun mutated Lei Linggen, he is uniquely blessed, why is he still a small golden core after hundreds of years of cultivation, what a waste of talent."

A hundred years later, the catastrophe is approaching, and ...

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