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"These immortal stones should be around 100,000."

"Treat it as a greeting gift from me."

Ling Hao looked at the outer and inner disciples, and then placed them on the table.

"By the head."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and left.

Seeing this scene, Dao Rui, who was sitting on the ground wailing from time to time, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood