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... own strength to become stronger.

Now, at this important juncture, Tang Yu naturally wanted to use it.

Being shrouded in the pictures of mountains and rivers, like mental pressure, it will make people lose their ability to act directly.

Even for a moment, it was enough for Tang Yu to pull him into the creation time and space!

really.

Na Juekong was helpless and fell directly into the creation time and space under the constraints of this mountain and river shrine ...

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