Time passed and millions of years passed.

In Qinglian City, the streets were full of people and the noise of cars and horses.

Three huge thunderclouds floated in the east of the city, and the three thunderclouds were far apart. Lightning flashed and thundered, and thick lightning bolts cut through the sky and struck downwards.

The monks in the city are not surprised, most of the members of the royal family are attacking the big realm.

On Qinglian Peak, the door of a secret room opened, and Wang Changsheng came out with a smile on his face.

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