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As the King-Ranked formidable martial artist guarding this Teleportation Formation the previous time had been killed by Jiang Yi, many King-Ranked formidable martial artists had been sent just for killing Jiang Yi. Only Titled God Thearch martial artists were now guarding this Teleportation Formation.


As the Teleportation Formation's light weakened, a figure emerged. Everyone was shocked to the core. This person was extremely familiar to them; he had become a nightmar ...

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