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... heaven and earth, but the red devil's move is much easier and more natural than that of the national teacher.

  Wang An's true energy flowed, and a golden bell appeared on his body. In addition, his body was also covered with a layer of golden light. The blood mist that surged around him was bounced off by Jin Zhong.

   Hey, Wang An heard the Red Demon exclaim.

   "Buddhist exercises, are you a Buddhist?"

   As soon as the red demon waved his hand, the surrounding red ...

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