Spring and autumn come, and a hundred years will soon pass.

As the sun rises, the golden sun shines on Qinglian Island.

"Clang clang clang!"

A resounding bell rang, spreading all over Qinglian Island, and a new day began.

One after another escaping light flew from all over the Qinglian Peak and flew in a certain direction. Some people flew in the sky, some people flew with flying spirit treasures, some people drove spirit birds, and a dozen or so dragons could be seen.

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