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Chapter 394 Holy skeleton!
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... and they light up hot red one after another.
The old man in the wheelchair was chanting ancient spells, his long pale hair was fluttering in the wind, his old body was completely shriveled and withered, like a ghost returning from hell, as if he would be annihilated in the sound of a thunderous tide at any time , I saw him cut his wrist, lava-like blood spewed out, dyeing the pitch-black sea red.
He danced and chanted the ancient language, funny and weird.
Like a madman ...
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