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... ks appeared, extending to Qi Xianqing and the old beggar.


“What happened?”


The old beggar’s breath was not as good as it was ten months ago. He doubtfully looked at Qi Xianqing, who was also weak and frowned.


It was the first time that he used this way to propel Tactical Matrix of Reincarnation, so he couldn’t know what would happen.


Boom! Boom! Boom!


The movements of the tactical matrix became larger and larger. With the vibration, the ...

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