The luck of the human race is 100,000 miles, and the fire of luck is burning, and the image of Emperor Yu, one of the five emperors, emerges.

Who can feel that the luck of the human race is immense, incomparably magnificent, and has reached a new peak.

Far more prosperous than five years ago, such a human race's luck, no living creature can remain calm.

If it is just like this, it is enough to move the saint, but it cannot make the saint what he is now.

The saint was moody

"I am the king of the people, the emperor of the human race! Chapter 102: A thought blooms, and the king reigns in the world! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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