The white mist kept surging between heaven and earth with the mountain wind, making the whole mountain range look a little hazy in the fog, ethereal and somewhat mysterious.

The cave is secluded, pitch black, silent, and goes straight to the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, Xu Zifan found the green leaves that the weasel spirit used to wear on his head in the depths of the mine, and the air seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

At this time, Xu Zifan knew that no matter the weasel spirit

Chapter 183 of "The First Taboo of the Heavens" The strange stone chamber is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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