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When Nanmen Feng heard the words of the Hundred Refinement Leviathan, he was secretly glad that his luck was so good.

Just when Nanmen Feng was communicating with the Kun Hundred Practice Grounds, Loong San looked at the world in front of him and smelled the familiar aura. He was at a loss as he kept mumbling to himself.

"Kunlun North Sea …" The Northern Sea of Mount Kunlun... This sea