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... stance, he could feel the oppressive aura coming from that direction.

   "Breakthrough? Breakthrough what?"

  Although there was speculation in his mind, Wu Xian didn't dare to think about it.

  Shen Tang's age is too confusing.

  Gong Xichou folded his arms around his chest, facing the direction of the battlefield, and said, "Slay the evil thoughts, and advance to the 16th-class Supreme Master Realm."

  Of course, this is the strength that the outside world th ...

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