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... n the Burial Dragon City, the sound waves turned into ripples and scattered in all directions, swirling heavy clouds and mist.
The old dragon with disabled feet was dozens of miles ahead of hundreds of dragons, and fell into the Dragon Burial City.
Lu Jing drank until his cheeks turned red, but he dared to ride a horse and scold the real dragon!
His clear voice was fearless, and the wind-breathing knife and rain-calling sword on his waist were constantly vibrating, sho ...
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