In the Xuanyang Realm, there was a deafening roar from the depths of the Qiyun Mountains, and a huge cloud of red mushrooms appeared high in the sky, very conspicuous and could be seen across tens of thousands of miles.


    In the northwest corner of the Qiyun Mountains, the sky is filled with smoke and dust, hundreds of hills have been razed to the ground, and there is a light blue door in the void, looming, exuding a strong restraint wave.


    Liao Zhongyan stood high in the sky with a gloomy face, looking at a majestic red-robed old man on the opposite side.


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