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... i could not help but sigh that his luck is indeed good, otherwise, he would become a pile of bones before.
The battle in the distance is already going on.
The mist that was poked by the roots of the tree condensed after the roots were corroded, and it was not long before it was once again polymerized into a white horse, and the mist was rushed toward the giant wood.
After seeing the power of the white fog, even the giant wood did not dare to let the other person close to him ...
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