Top of Qinglian

A certain piece of blue sea, a certain desert island more than a hundred miles long.

Lan Fukong and other dozens of Lan family disciples stood at the top of a peak, Lan Fukong looked anxious.

He seemed to notice something, and looked into the distance, a seven-color aura appeared in the sky in the distance, and the speed was very fast.

Lan Fukong's consciousness swept away and sensed the breath of more than a dozen cultivators. With a happy expression on his face, he flew into the sky.

Not long after, the seven-color aura stopped, it was

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