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... e life godhood. If you insist on stopping me, don’t blame me for being impolite!” let’s go! Xuan Kong shouted as he locked his spiritual force onto Ziyan.


“If the one who obtained the godhood of life was a Saint King, I would rather the one who obtained the godhood of life wasn’t my Xing hun clan!” Ziyan snorted coldly, and streams of purple light swirled around her.

!!

Boom! Boom! Boom!


The divine thoughts of the cosmos gods were clashing against each other.

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