The Zhuxian Sword Formation unfolded in a grand manner, and the four divine swords flowed and changed, but they were not fully unfolded. The sword finger of the Taoist's right hand was slightly raised, and the sharp energy circulated and changed there, but it was not fully swallowed, contained but not exposed, and there were two strands on the temples. The black hair fell and moved slightly: "Just now you and Hun have finished fighting."

"Can I give you some time to adjust your breath?"

Suddenly, the second emperor only felt his scalp tingling.

In the past few thousand years in a clean world, why has there been so much madness?

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