Old Lin glanced at the sword spirit of the Moyu Sword, and at that moment, the sword spirit naturally saw Old Lin in return.
To be honest, having people showing up one after another to throw their lives away was still putting a certain amount of pressure on it. With so many lives piling up, it was afraid it might overturn in the gutter.
Especially this old monk, who gave it an even stronger feeling than Meng Fan and Hongqi, making it feel a faint sense of dread.
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