"Are you still refusing to make a move?" The man's extremely strange voice came out again, but the feeling of accent had been reduced a lot, after all, I had already killed a few of the resentful spirits that he devoured just now. What makes me desperate is that the man on the mound finally made a move at this time. And in the face of the green dragon that kept pounced in mid-air, rushing towards the white bone giant hand. Originally, the one...

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