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... ad to defend against the three of them, he also had to think of a way of getting a share.


This alliance was too fragile!


Mutually respecting each other, not daring to make a move!


Mo Yan coldly said as he was walking, “Purple Lightning Young Master has a rare thunder source spirit, if you obtain the Thunder Spirit Bead, then your strength could be increased quite a bit, then you would have nothing to fear in this ten thousand corpse ancient grave.”


If Yun ...

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