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... it cultivated, but is full of excitement and difficult to calm down.

Among them, Zhang Taishang is more happy.

He is more and more certain that the time for their rise to the top ten is falling to the present--after the public servants of the celestial celestial ancestors, they will have a fragrant incense with the Jagged Emperor! If it is not that he really can't go back on his own, I really can't fly to Zongmen now, telling the great news of the same door!

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