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... d Daoist was instantly refined by this punch, leaving not a speck of residue.
The golden flame of the setting sun fell into the abyss, and the fierce and violent radiance shattered inch by inch.
The golden thunder flame on Meng Chuan’s body gradually extinguished, and the silvery-white color took the main stage of his appearance.
White Thunder, a lightning that nourishes vitality.
Every inch of silver brilliance entwined, like a sword edge tempered for a thousand ...
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