All around is dry and withered land.

Only a black stone tablet was erected not far in front of Wu Xiaode.

Death Trial...

This time, it should not be eaten by any high-level undead.

Wu Xiaode thought to himself, he waved his hand and let the silent magic fog shroud him.

After all, be careful to drive the boat for thousands of years.

He was surrounded by mist, and with the barren sword in his hand, he walked slowly to the stone monument.

I saw a stone tablet

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