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... The storage bag fell. Even though the zombie had lost its consciousness, leaving only its instincts, it still seemed to recognize that this was an extremely important item, and quickly reached down to grab it.
Bai Ziyue’s expression changed. Under the control of his mind, the Cyan Light Sword shot forward again, fiercely stabbing at the zombie’s head.
Clang!
It was like striking steel. The Cyan Light Sword barely pierced its skin before bouncing back without success.
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