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Black robes, black swords, black flames. Black Rain Wu Zun was that simple, simple, pure and wild. Wu Zun was furious as blood rained down from the sky. It was an iron-like reality. The sword was like a ghost, the person was already a mirage. The terrifying speed, the crazy piercing speed, sucked out all the air in its path.

White clothes, silver spears, and flames