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... illy location for many years, they had undergone evolution . Their bodies are completely different from normal monsters . Their skins are thick, bones as hard as iron, a normal sword would find it hard to cause harm .


By comparing their physical and demonic powers, though the dark ocean monsters mostly attack physically, their demonic power still increases their damage output .


Both Qin Tian and Meng Fanyi traveled hundreds of thousands of Li . In half a month’s time, they ...

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