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... eat Dragon Mountain, there was not a sound.
Except for the sound of blood splattering, there was not a shred of noise.
Whoosh!
At this moment.
On Great Dragon Mountain, the faces of the many disciples of Slaughter Hall turned grim.
"Who are you!"
"Dare to kill a disciple of Slaughter Hall?"
In an instant.
The sounds of curses rose and fell.
Originally.
In their eyes, the other was just a young man in the Profound Pil ...
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