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... long with the storm.

Being in the middle of the battlefield is fine, but not perfect.

At the root of all collision aftermath, the void is still constantly collapsing and repairing.

But these aftermaths spread out, as the distance increased, the aftermath of the battle continued to spread, and finally formed storms.

Watching this scene, Wang Mang's scalp also felt numb.

If this continues, this place will soon become a man-made void turbulence area!

For a ...

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