The man looked at the Liuhe circle, his face sank, his shoulders trembled, and suddenly the colorful smoke and dust poured up, like a big python flying dragon soaring into the air, colliding with the Liuhe circle.

The qi soared, the clouds and smoke rolled wildly, and the Liuhe circle turned twice in mid-air before it stabilized itself.

Chu Tai looked at the smoke and dust in the sky, revealing a slightly surprised expression.

As the treasure of the gas trap, the Liuhe circle is quite restrained against the magic weapons of the smoke and dust, but the smoke and dust on this person, each

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