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... an run?”
Shen Mo gave a faint smile.
The form of the Fleeting White Colt suddenly appeared.
Stepping on white clouds, his stride was swift as wind.
In just a blink, he was already within a hundred zhang of Shilu.
“Time to go.”
Above Shen Mo’s head, the image of the Primal Elephant manifested.
Six Ancient Void Swords suddenly condensed.
In an instant, they shot out like lightning.
“Ancient Void Sword!”
Shilu sensed th ...
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