The smell of blood permeated the tip of his nose, the danger of a catastrophe made Wei Yuan almost subconsciously hold the spear in his hand, and the blood was too strong, so Wei Yuan turned his eyes to look left and right, and then almost subconsciously. The pupils shrank, the spear in the palm of the hand was sharp, and the sharp edge of the Immortal Execution Sword loomed behind him—

corpse.

All are corpses!

And it is not an ordinary corpse, there are mountain beasts as tall and majestic as mountains, but only

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