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... ious Heavenly Sword Sect’s upper echelons received the body tempering materials and left the nine peaks cultivation ground with complicated expressions.


Not long after.


On the high platform, only Su Xing and Zhuang Changhe were left.


Before leaving, Zhuang Changhe could not help but confirm once. After receiving Su Xing’s affirmative reply, he also walked towards his residence.


There was no other way, the pressure was too great!


There were demons ...

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