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“Why did this person go crazy again?”


The few great demons were instantly awakened and looked at the wilderness.


“You can’t even take down a great formation in thousands of years. It’s not worthy of being called the seventh level of immortality.”


Qionggi said disdainfully.


“Quan Feng is just a wind that has been baptized by spiritual qi for many years and gradually gained intelligence. In terms of innate intelligence, he is inferior to us. He ...

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