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If that was the case, what grade would his poison be?
Ma Yan’s expression turned grave. He turned and looked at the poison he was making. His gaze flickered.
Wang Teng ignored everyone. Under his control, the Emerald Glazed Glazed Flame enveloped the 10,000 years old poison spiritual herbs. A hissing sound was heard.
Poison spiritual herbs weren’t easy to refine, especially high-quality spiritual herbs like these. The poison in them was frightening ...
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