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... >This is the usual routine of the Soul.
This ordinary life star is suspended in a small universe, and this time, it is just being stared by a soul master.
Once caught by the Soul, it is a massacre.
Perhaps the soul **** is still in the seal, the souls are very low-key.
They did not choose the three powerful cosmic hands.
The chaotic universe, the wild universe, and the universe in which the city of nothingness is, they dare not go.
After all, the three g ...
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