Although the Northern Evil Evil did not use the aura, the innate imperial qi was released almost instantly.

The pitch-black cloak churned, suffocating.

Mo Fanyan secretly said "not good", immediately pulled his sleeve with his hand, and said to the guard, "Big brother, can you go back first?" I...

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