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... the True Dragon Family, and so far, six of them have fallen from the ones he saw.

The remaining one hundred and ninety people will obviously face various encounters and opportunities.

But time does not allow him to think so much!

The storm finally turned into the light of a white star, and quickly moved towards the outer area of ​​the Star Ruins!

"This…"

Jiang Tian's heart was shocked, and he was very surprised!

Could it be that the white starbursts that ...

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