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... of thousands of gods... I didn't expect the Yan Clan to collude with the gods.

perhaps....

It should be said that the Protoss found the Yan Clan.

But now accusing the Yan Clan and the God Clan of colluding with each other is meaningless. In short, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be kind today. Gu Jinlai took a deep breath.

"I'm ready for the revenge of the **** race, and today is also a battle to verify my practice for thousands of years, and to spread my nam ...

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