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... ate in the center was the purest evil.
Lu Qing was a little afraid, and even his footsteps were a little hesitant.
He was in his higher consciousness form, but it was not as if nothing could hurt him.
In the reflection of the Penglai divine Palace, the God’s blood was projected into the inverted immortal Palace’s reflection and formed that ball of golden flame, which was the thing that could hurt him. In the icy Plains of the extreme north, the severed limb left behind by ...
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