"Thunder!"

Staring at the ironclad zombie on the ground as the corpse was broken into dozens of pieces.

Qin Bai was still not at ease.

Raising his hand to grab it, the palm thunder appeared out of thin air, and between the flashes of lightning, it smashed down.

Crackling! Crackling!

It wasn't until the bones of the iron armor were left that Qin Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

And to see this scene.

The hundreds of atavistic people present raised their hands and applauded.

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"Global Atavism: I Exploded the Attribute in My Dreams" Chapter 167 Turning into a dragon again, one bite at a time! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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