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The tenth black lizard! Successfully produced!

Yu Hong felt a surge of elation.

He then glanced at the space within the black sphere and roughly estimated that there was still room for more light points, so he injected another stream of Inner Qi.

Quickly, the eleventh, then the twelfth black lizards were simultaneously born.

But it seemed that twelve was the limit for the black sphere at that time;there needed to be a certain gap between each lizard’s lig ...

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