Chapter 0472 - Leave
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&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; The machine spirit began to change, first with a flash of golden light, then without quickly disappearing, and finally the machine spirit submerged into the Heaven Opening Axe in Nangong Ling's hand. The post hated the cold inspection
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&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Nangong Ling smiled proudly in his heart, put away the Open Heaven Axe in his hand, and turned around and left the place. The Battle of the Lonely Moon
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Ke Guyue Zhan Nangong Ling smiled proudly in his heart, put away the Open Heaven Axe in his hand, turned around and left the place.
&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Gangqing Star Ghost Feng Huanglong Zhenren looked at Nangong
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