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... ed up like a balloon that had been inflated. His eyes bulged out as if they were about to fall off. His entire body swelled up by more than four to five times!


This only happened in an instant. Fu Hu, who was the closest to Yang Xing, had yet to understand the current situation when a series of intense explosions sounded.


Yang Xing was buried in the blood mist, and the sky was filled with meat, bones, and organs.


A powerful energy burst out from Yang Xing’s body, ...

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