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Plague Locust Great Formation, cold rain howling wind, wailing.

On the altar, fresh blood flowed down. Lv Yue and Qing Xu were dumbstruck. They stared at Taoist Yueguan in disbelief.

At this moment, Yueguan's hand had already been lifted and gently landed on Qing Xu's shoulder. His white jade basket was no longer there