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... wanted to see God Haotian, but Han Xu refused.

"Based on your current situation, the only one who can protect you in the three thousand worlds is Haotian Shenzun. Do you still want to be a turtle with your appearance-changing fetish? Tell you, the gods above the realm A strong person can see through your disguise at a glance." Lan Qiu said.

Han Xu sighed secretly in his heart. Now he is sure of one thing at least, that is, the disguise of thousands of faces is useless in front of t ...

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