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Magic and Martial War God

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Dao of Sword and Dao of Ruthlessness

"Boom"

Suddenly, a huge energy blasted out of her heart. This energy blasted in her own heart but before it could burst out of her heart, she shouted "Dao of Time- Moment Eternity"

Although this move wasn't very effective due to her cultivation, but she was able to stop the burst for a second until the conquer armament released a powerful aura. Suddenly, her vision blurred as she didn't understand what was going on.

Suddenly when her conscious entered a blank space. This space was completely white but it wasn't inside her heart. At least, she felt that way. But when she saw a person standing in front of her, she instantly found she was right.

The figure standing in front of her was exactly like Johnny except for his looks and hair. Compared to the man in front of her, Johnny lacked handsomeness and long hair. Rose felt even Yan Yijun wasn't compared to the person in front of her by his looks.

"So, you are the chosen one."