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Elder Wu let out a cold smile, waved his sleeve, and a completely pitch-black gourd appeared in his hand. With a technique injected into the gourd, the next moment, the buzzing sound of insects arose, and a swarm of golden clouds flew out from the gourd.
Fu Changsheng swept his Divine Sense over it.
His pupils contracted.
In front of him was no golden cloud, but tens of thousands of Tier One Middle Stage Spirit-devouring Insects.
It’s said that mature S ...
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