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Xingfan cold square technique

A few days after the Star Feather Ball Technique, in the depths of the Yunmeng Mountain Range, the ancient land was secluded. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Roar!" The post battle is revealed by the secret

The most ghostly hated Fang Mo: "Wow!" ”

With a roar full of violent meaning came from the mountains and forests, the tranquility of the ancient mountains was suddenly broken, and I looked far away, only to see that the ancient trees were falling down like waves, plowing a trace in the forest, as if something huge was rushing out of this ancient mountain range... Gang's ghost is the ball gang

With a roar full of violent meaning came out of the mountains and forests, the tranquility of the ancient mountains was suddenly broken, and the eyes looked away, only to see that the ancient trees were falling down like waves, plowing a trace in the forest sea, as if there was something huge rushing out of this ancient mountain range...

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