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... bell of chaos was the cicada, the Western religious sect was the Mantis, then Xia Yilian was the Oriole!


Even Chen Xiaobei did not expect that there would be a Vulture hiding behind Xia Yilian!


Xia Yilian had schemed and used her beauty to seduce men and absorb their cultivation. In a short time, she had reached the peak of the sage-to-be realm. She had even taken away Jun Mohan’s ancestral source!

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However, the five formations demon Emperor was hiding in the ...

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