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A low, muffled groan echoed from afar. Wei Fan didn’t bother to turn his head, but he knew the sound came from the direction where Deng Boyong and the Blood Cloud Sect’s Half-Step Divine Realm were fighting.
The moment the sound rang out, the two half-demon puppets entangled with Zhang Xianlong hesitated, then began to withdraw.
"Trying to run?"
Clearly, that Blood Cloud Sect Half-Step Divine Realm, even as he fought fiercely with Deng Boyong, had realized that Half-D ...
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