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... his moment, Nianbing remembered the words of the fire dragon King Galamandis To become one of the most powerful magicians, you must have a body that can withstand the impact of a huge magical force. I hope my body can keep going.

The face of the evil moon changed slightly, and Shen Sheng shouted to the men: "You immediately leave the valley, wait for me to clean up and come back. Dragon of the goddess of ice and snow? Hey." Put away the bell, a whole body The crystal red blood magic wand ...

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