In mid-air, Qingmeng stood suspended in the air, his cold eyes staring at the depths of the jungle in front of him, and the roar of the demonic beast couldn't help but make Qingmeng's body fill with a frost.

Under Qingmeng's gaze, a blood-red figure rose into the sky, and as the palms of this figure fell, the jungle below was razed to the ground by this terrifying force, and under these palms, I don't know how many demonic beasts died.

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"The Return of the God of War: Above Ten Thousand People" Chapter 437 The strong Qingmeng is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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