The silence is spreading, and the cold wind is retreating.

A dark shadow, like a ghost, like a demon, like a demon, appeared from the void, making people feel frightened.

"Interesting, little one. The blurred figure sitting cross-legged on the white clouds closed its deep pupils again, merging with nature.

"Is this my true blood?" A sense of greater power spread through his heart, an unprecedented sense of fullness, as if he were an incomplete eunuch, suddenly complete.

"What are you called?" asked himself, his palm stretched forward, and the ink shadow behind him also stretched out his pitch-black palm......

Chapter 171 of "Ten Thousand Defeated Emperors" After a long battle in the ring, refining the fire is on the field is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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