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... undreds of thousands of years, and even a few generations of God, Yuan Ying is endless.

Even Chen Fan saw it and was astonished.

He was born again, and he has never seen such a strong resource. He is placed in the depths of the Xinghai. The general holy land of the gods may not be easily taken out. At least those who have the ancient holy place to sit in the ancient Holy Land.

"This is not a big chance, then what counts?"

The sages drew a slobber in the mouth and aske ...

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