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Chapter 1000 Martial saints in the world are the swords that cut off their backs!(2/2)

And looked ahead with a look of disbelief——

ahead,

On the stone statue of Yuan Futong, the crack that originally reached the tip of the nose actually disappeared by about two fingers.

The crack only reached the center of his nose!

Seeing this scene,

Yang Chan's heart was like a huge wave. Staring at the lifelike stone statue, she murmured to herself:

"You...are you coming back?"

Just finished saying,

Yang Chan smiled sadly and laughed at herself:

"How is it possible that the spirit and form that were counterattacked by the Three Thousand Avenues are all destroyed, and he can't even activate the Chaos Clock, yet I'm still here with my own whims!"

After saying that,

Yang Chan walked aside sadly, not daring to look at the stone statue!



Three days later,

As soon as Master San Burial and his disciples entered the Bhikkhu Kingdom, they encountered a strange thing——
Chapter completed!
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