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... rs high, and the spire is shrouded in clouds.
Mo Yingying walked to the entrance, focused slightly, performed the exercises, and reached out to push open a seven-meter-high bronze door.
A harsh squeak sounded, and the heat wave in the tower rushed towards her face, and Mo Yingying smelled the breath of dust.
The bronze door is simple and heavy, with mysterious runes engraved on it, drawn by mysterious fields, and as heavy as a hill.
If the cultivation base does not re ...
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