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... o, directly raised his hand, his Pseudo-Dan Level Mana Spiritual Pressure spreading, and struck towards the merchant convoy with a palm.
"Boom!"
With a casual strike from the False Core Immortal, the mana surged like a mountain torrent, forming the outline of a giant palm.
"Hmph!"
Not far away, the tall and sturdy Lu Ping’an snorted coldly, leaving an afterimage in his original spot, his fist gleaming with golden light, smashing Patriarch Sima’s attack.
Lu ...
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