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... its big bloody mouth, exposing dozens of sharp protruding teeth.

“Courting death!” Xiaya’s eyes flashed with a cold light, in his hand a blue light flashed and a ball of fist-size energy condensed.

“Let me, let me!” When Xiaya was preparing to attack, Xiling impatiently jumped to the front of the earth dragon, her young small body, and earth dragon’s enormous body formed a huge contrast.

Seeing Xiling’s ‘eager for a fight’ appearance, Xiaya nodded his head and dispersed t ...

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