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... piritual power and looked at the **** rune on the grass.

After a while, his brows knitted together.

"What an ancient rune" Mo Fan frowned slightly.

"You need to break these runes before you can start teleportation and enter the sealed space."

Mo Fan has already learned from the classics that although the two "holy corpses" were nominally sealed in the Tibetan Sword Peak.

But it's not really in Cangjian Peak, but through the natural field on Cangjian Peak, an in ...

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