The surroundings of the Monument of West State were quite barren.
The area in front of the monument was like a large square.
As a result, Lu Xun was clearly exposed to all eyes!
He was drawn aerially by the light of the monument, which reminded him of an anime he had watched as a child— "Light Energy Messenger".
In this anime, a single light reflection would fly into the mecha.
At this moment, the players looked up at Lu Xun and couldn't help but exchange comments.
"Holy hell! How did Purple Palace rise up!"
"Which monk is ascension here!"
"Hahahaha, this area bans flight, I want to see if there are any Sword Cultivators daring to make a move on the Purple Palace!"
"Move, my ass! The Purple Palace didn't want to fly on its own, it was sucked by the monument!"
"Suck? Which suck? Did I just hear someone say 'suck'?"
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